Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 301 Heterogeneity and the Train Story

Ukraine, capital, Kiev.

It is beneath the cliffs of brown, black and red soil, but it is not built on mountains, but trapped directly in mountains. But it's big enough, even in the distance, just as clear.

The white exterior wall seems to indicate something, while the simplicity of the near-simplistic style also seems to indicate its position.

It is, the Abbey of Pejols.

Anatoly has returned to the monastery for three days with Sullivan.

None of Anatoli saw Sullivan again in the last three days. He seemed to have entered the depths of the monastery - a place that even his graduating student here had never entered before.

Forbidden places, holy places… and so on, have been circulating among students since he was a student here.

Although it is known that most of this is just speculation among students, the old monks of the monastery do not seem to have formally explained it either. So over the years, there's this legend.

"Only the gracious one of the Lord can enter."

Anatoli, an orphan since childhood, was abandoned in the vicinity of the monastery and later picked up by an old monk who grew up here, arguably as a child.

It seemed like it was dawn, when the sun appeared, so the old Brother named him Anatoli.

That's what sunrise means.

Life in the monastery is simple, as if returning to primitive society. It was only two decades since I grew up here, baptized, then officially became a master, and finally gained the recognition of the Dean with the finest grades of the same term.

He was a genius in another population, but he knew that he had only worked a little harder than the others.

“Anatoli, are you there? ”

Anatoli was praying when the door rang. Basically, he prays all the time when there's nothing else.

This makes him feel free to empty his mind, which also makes him feel that he can truly hear the gospel of the Lord one day earlier.

“The Dean said, please go to Auditorium 13. ”

The forbidden land?

……

Anatoli met Mr. Sullivan. And of course, there was the abbot who personally blessed him when he graduated… and the old monk who brought him back from the wilderness and raised him.

“Anatoli, my child, come here.” Adopting his old brother-in-law smiled and waved.

Anatoli walked in front of several people. And he started measuring this auditorium number 13. He found it seemingly more ancient and breathed a sacred breath all the time, allowing his heart to calm down… even beyond the effects of prayer.

But in fact, this auditorium number 13… is not what it looks like.

Correctly, it's actually just a stone room with candlesticks hanging from all the walls. And the center of the auditorium he walked to was actually a round table.

Sullivan is in the middle of this dome, waiting for his arrival.

The Dean and the Old Brother stood right and left by Sullivan. When Anatoly came completely in front of the three men, the old monk suddenly reached out his hand and said softly: "Anatoly, my child, kneel down. ”

Anatoli nodded, without much hesitation, and knelt on her knees.

The old monk went on to say, “Close your eyes and pray in your heart and listen. ”

Anatoly slowly closed her eyes.

Meanwhile, the Dean and the Old Brothers slowly retreated to the edge of the roundtable. They both bowed their heads at the same time and closed their eyes.

Because the next thing, even if he opens his eyes and sees it, is blasphemy for both of them.

On the roundtable, suddenly there was a slight white light, and Sullivan, too, approached the front of Anatoly. His hands broke apart in vain and his body slowly left the ground.

He's floating.

A strong glow erupted from Sullivan abruptly in Auditorium 13! For a moment, it seemed like countless white feathers scattered over the auditorium.

A pair of white, soft, light feathers are slowly opening behind Sullivan - finally, Sullivan also opened his eyes.

That's a pale golden pupil.

Almost at the same time, a golden column of light, ejected from a sphere in the middle of the auditorium, illuminated directly on Anatoli… as if he were bathed in a golden ocean.

Warm and merciful.

Anatoli was almost lost in this feeling that permeated his soul, gradually forgetting the passage of time.

Right now!

It was as if he felt an anger and a will… that he could not say. At this moment, that warm and merciful feeling disappeared.

It was like he was suffering from heavy chains. Instinctively, Anatoly opened her eyes - he knew that there were problems with his memory, and Sullivan and the Dean were so solemn, also to help him solve the problem.

But it seems that even if he returns to the monastery and even to this auditorium number 13… he has not remembered the so-called forgetfulness at all.

“Mr. Sullivan?” Anatoli was calm and looked at the person in front of him with doubt.

The surrounding visions disappeared long ago, and Sullivan just closed his eyes at this moment and stood where he was... a little pale.

When the Dean and the Old Brother heard Anatoly's voice, they opened their eyes in surprise.

And then there's Sullivan, who startled people, and he said, "Anatoly, you're heretic, and you need to wash your sins. Mother, confine him to holy power, and in three days' time I will personally purify his sinful soul. ”

Anatoli moved her lips.

Apparently, he had been at peace for 20 years, and it began to fluctuate dramatically.

He doesn't understand.

And... what about the promised memory restoration?

……

……

“A long time ago, there was a good, but ugly monster in the forest. ”

On the train to St. Petersburg, the young mother is telling a story to a nasty little girl.

“Later, the monster met a little girl. The little girl wasn't afraid of it, but because of the monster's kindness, she and the monster became good friends. Every day, the monster picks the sweetest fruit out of the forest, fills it with clear spring water and feeds it to this little girl. But the little girl has to promise not to tell anyone. ”

The little girl in her arms gradually became attracted to the story, and the mother's voice continued to sound, “Many days have passed and the little girl was with the monster, and she had a very happy life, and then one day, the little girl naively said, she was going to marry the monster when she reached the age of eighteen. ”

“The little girl later moved away with her family and didn't have time to tell the monster about it. The monster doesn't know, but it still picks up the best fruit and fills it with the sweetest spring water. But it never waited for the little girl to show up again. ”

The little girl in her arms heard this place and gave a sad expression.

Mother photographed her face in comfort, but continued softly: "Ah, it counts the days day after day. It was stamped with nails on the stakes it had done with the little girl. After a day, it was carved, that's it, every day. Suddenly, one day, the monster discovered that it was already the 18th birthday of the little girl. But that day, it still didn't wait for the little girl to arrive. ”

Hearing this, the little girl whispered, “Mom, this monster is pathetic! Will it never see that little girl again? ”

The mother softly said, "I saw her later. This monster, who finally mustered the courage to walk out of this forest, mixed up in the crowd and searched all the way for the past. Finally, let it find this little girl. Of course, by the age of 18, the little girl had become a very pretty girl. ”

“So, is Mr. Monster married to a little girl? ”

The mother was going to talk and respond to the child's expectations.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the father sitting next to him suddenly said: "No marriage! The little girl fell in love with someone else, so the monster got angry and ate the little girl in one bite, then turned into a very handsome person, and found another true love! ”

At the same time, his father opened his hands and approached his daughter like a tooth dancing claw. “Eat you, I'm going to be a handsome person too! Whoo-hoo!”

“Ah!”

At this moment, the little girl escaped from her mother's arms, but soon it was like something had hit her, she was instantly unstable and she was about to fall to the ground.

“Be careful. ”

In fact, it didn't fall, but held it steady. The little girl looked up, twisted her head, and saw a young brother whose mother and father were not all the same.

Black hair, black eyes, not very common for little girls.

“Excuse me, sir!” Mother stood up from her seat in a hurry, apologizing: “My husband was playing with the child. I didn't expect to scare her like this. I'm sorry I ran into you. ”

With a reprehensible look, the mother stared at her husband as hard as she did.

“It's okay," the young brother laughed, touching the little girl's head, suddenly saying, “Madam, this is an interesting ending your husband said. ”

“Ah?” The little girl's father stunned... stunned to find out how to proceed with this young man with an eastern hole.

He could only laugh embarrassingly.

“By the way, is this story original?” The young brother suddenly asked curiously.

The little girl's father hastily waved, “No, not at all. It's a story I heard the old man tell when I was a kid. That ending was just bullshit. Don't be serious. ”

“Really... don't bother. ”

Watching this young brother go backwards, the little girl climbs onto her father's leg, probes out of her seat, sees him sitting in the back, five or six rows apart, beeps, suddenly looks down at his mother and says: "Mom! There's a beautiful big sister there! ”

“All right, all right, we're almost there. Sit tight! I'm coming to your grandmother's house! ”

Mother said seriously, twisting her husband's ears at the same time, twisting his head back hard and raw.

The train finally stopped.

St. Petersburg Station, to.