Aloe was still not satisfied with this answer.
She looked at Lette assertively: "Mr. Wright, for the sake of a so-called comfortable living environnt, you've given up the summit position.
Do you realize that sotis we have to stand at the top to beco leaders in the eyes of believers, to lead them and guide them?
Just like the leading wolf in a pack, which must walk at the front to lead the entire pack through the snowstorm! Seeking a glimr of hope.
Standing at the peak is more of a responsibility! Sotis it's even an obligation!
If you reside halfway up the mountain, who will the people rely on to guide them?"
"You want to be the lighthouse, guiding lost navigators and pointing them in the right direction. Isn't that so?"
Lette's words were succinct, directly summarizing the other's central thought in a single sentence.
Aloe thought for a mont, then nodded slightly: "Yes! To beco a lighthouse, to beco the lighthouse in people's hearts!
Using the light to guide their way, enabling them to break through the fog and find their way ho in the dim sea!
Mr. Wright, how can you lead everyone with the way you are doing things now?
How can everyone see you if you're not high enough?"
"Because I never intended to be a lighthouse."
Lette looked towards the nearby village: "What I'm doing here is being a torch.
I illuminate the people around , give them warmth, and help them beco torches, ignite their own torches.
This way, they can ignite the sticks in other people's hands, and this process continues from one to ten to a hundred, continually igniting, allowing everyone to hold their own light!"
Aloe was startled for a mont, wanting to retort, but everything she saw and heard as she walked up from the foot of the mountain made her swallow her words.
Facts speak louder than words, the area surrounding the Holy Mountain, looking like a heavenly kingdom on earth, already showed how remarkable Lette's approach has been.
"But, the lighthouse? What about the lighthouse? If there is no lighthouse, how can the lost find their initial direction?"
Seeing Aloe's anxiety, Lette chuckled.
"The lighthouse is there, why would you think that with torches, there won't be a lighthouse?
Did the torch burn the lighthouse, or did the lighthouse extinguish the torch?"
Aloe was left speechless, and a storm of thoughts surged within her.
Indeed, torches and lighthouses do not conflict.
It was herself who got caught in a bind, insisting on making both sides fight to the death, then completely destroying one.
How did I beco like this?
Seeing her realization, Lette took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"Light, manifested in the world.
It can be a lighthouse, or it can be a torch, a faint firefly's glow, or the blazing sun in the sky.
The lights in this world are varied and strange, each with its strengths and weaknesses.
It is precisely because of the abundance and extent of light that the world is so wonderfully fascinating and indescribable.
To deny all other light in favor of one type of light.
Is this faith in light, or a betrayal of it?"
"Light... brightness..."
Holy Daughter Aloe's mind raced, her previous worldview and values crumbling rapidly while also being rapidly rebuilt.
"I once saw an interesting thing in the mountains.
One night, as I strolled around the mountains idly, I suddenly saw a group of monkeys hanging upside down from treetops, reaching into the pond below, constantly scooping water.
But they didn't drink the water after scooping it, instead chattered anxiously, seeming very restless.
At first, I was curious about what they were doing.
After watching for a while, I finally understood.
It turned out that the bright moon in the sky was reflected in the pond below.
Those monkeys liked it very much and wanted to reach out and scoop the moon from the pond.
But what was in the water was rely a reflection, how could they possibly bring it out?
Unexpectedly, an old monkey from nowhere found a water basin from a nearby villager, filled it with water.
The group of monkeys saw a bright moon in the basin and rejoiced as if they really owned the moon."
As Lette spoke, he approached the dumbfounded Aloe, lightly tapping her forehead with his finger.
"Do not be the monkey scooping the moon."
At that mont, Holy Daughter Aloe awoke as if from a dream!
Indeed, light is free! Light is infinite! Light is ever-changing!
It was herself who imposed a narrow definition on light, attempting to control it in her hand, selfishly enjoying the grace of light.
How ridiculous, truly like a clown.
Now that I think about it, those so-called church leaders in the Divine Court are just like the monkeys scooping for the moon.
They thought they held light in their hands, strutting about as if they beca the mountain's king.
In reality, the moon still stayed in the sky as before, just like the light still shone throughout the world.
Understanding these things, Aloe first let out a sigh of relief, then covered her face and began to cry.
Knight Captain was very concerned: "Aloe, child, why are you crying?"
"Uncle Terry, I just feel that the things I did before were really foolish and ridiculous.
My youth, the best years of my life, were spent following a bunch of monkeys scooping for the moon.
The key is, I was complacent, I prided myself, I flaunted it everywhere.
Thinking about it now, I really want to die."
As Aloe cried, she grasped Lette's arm: "Divine Envoy, you must save .
I, I, I don't want to continue like this; I don't want to be a monkey anymore!
Divine Envoy, do you think I still have a chance?"
Lette smiled gently: "Of course, as long as you're not in despair this second, then there's hope in the next second.
Start striving from now.
Never think it's too late.
Because from now on, you're already sixty seconds ahead of the you that you will be in one minute!
Light will be with you!"
Aloe overflowed with tears of excitent: "Divine Envoy! I will definitely turn over a new leaf and be a better person!
Even if I can only beco a firefly's light in the future, I will never again futility scoop the reflection of the moon in the water!
I swear!"
"Go on, I believe in you!"
Lette motioned to the Knight Captain: "Holy Daughter Aloe is weary from the long journey, she needs plenty of rest, take her back to the place where the envoy is staying.
Tomorrow, we shall talk with the envoys!"
Knight Captain smiled broadly at the spirited, reborn Holy Daughter Aloe.
"Divine Envoy, I think that at tomorrow's eting, there might already be no one who can represent the attitude of the Divine Court in the envoy."
"No matter, if this envoy can't solve the issue, then let the higher-ups at the Divine Court send another envoy, won't it be fine?"
Knight Captain smiled awkwardly: "But if the next envoy ends up like the last one, then..."
Lette pondered for a mont: "No problem, at worst, we'll go a bit easy on them next ti."
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