Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Two

night A distraught Adso confesses to William and ponders women's role in creation before he discovers a dead body I woke up to find someone splashing water on my face.It's Brother William, he's holding a lamp, and he's already put something under my head. "What's going on, Adso?" he asked me. "Did you steal something from the kitchen?" William told me briefly that he had woken up in the middle of his sleep, and for some reason I had forgotten, had come to visit me in my room.When he found that I was not in the room, he suspected that I must have explored the library.When he entered the cathedral from the kitchen side, he saw a dark figure slipping out of the door and walking quietly towards the vegetable garden (it was the girl, maybe she heard someone coming this way, so she fled in a hurry ).He wanted to find out who it was, so he followed her, but she (to him, it should be said that it was just a dark shadow) walked towards the outer wall of the monastery and disappeared.After searching the neighborhood, William entered the kitchen and found me lying unconscious on the floor.

Still terrified, I mentioned to him the burden that wrapped my heart, and stammered that I was afraid another murder had happened. William laughed: "Adeso, who has such a big heart? It's a cow's heart. In fact, they slaughtered a cow today. But tell me, how did it get to you hand?" Hearing his questioning, the deep remorse combined with unrelenting fear made me shed tears and begged him to perform the ritual of confession for me.He consented, and I told him all that had happened, with nothing to hide. Brother William listened to me sincerely, but with a hint of indulgence.After I finished speaking, he lowered his face and said: "Adeso, you have committed a crime, that is certain, you have violated the commandment against adultery, and you have violated your duties as a novice monk. In your defense, you find yourself in a situation where even a priest in the desert would perish. The Bible makes it clear enough that women are a source of temptation; The fire of soup; the book of Zaiyan says that she will take away the precious soul of a man, and even the strongest man will be destroyed by her. The book of Ecclesiastes also says: "A woman is worse than death, her heart is a trap and a net , and her hands are iron hoops.' Other chapters say she is a vessel of the devil. Having established this, dear Adso, I myself cannot believe that God would have created such a vicious creature without endowing it with Some virtues. And I can't help thinking of the motives of his many privileges and prestige which he granted her, three of which are indeed great. In fact, he made man out of the dust of this sordid world; Made in heaven with a noble part of man. He did not mold her from Adam's feet and entrails, but from his ribs. Second, Almighty God can directly take human form in some miraculous way, yet He chose to inhabit a woman's womb, which shows that women are not very vicious after all. When he appeared after the resurrection, he appeared to a woman. Finally, in the glory of the kingdom of heaven, no man can Be the king of that kingdom, but the queen would be a woman who never sinned. So if God loved Eve and her daughter so much, wouldn't it be normal for us to be attracted to the grace and nobility of that sex? What I want to tell you is, Adso, you must never do it again, of course, when you are tempted to do so, it is not impossible to recover. After all, a monk should have at least one experience of sensual passion in his life, so that One day when he comforts and comforts the sinner, he can condone and forgive... Dear Adso, there is no hope that this kind of thing will happen before it happens, but once it happens, there is no need to scold severely. So let it go For God's sake, we shall never speak of it again. In fact, it is better to forget if possible—” At this point, his voice seemed to fade a little with some personal emotion—”we might as well Consider the significance of what happened tonight. Who is this girl? Who did she meet when she came here?"

I said, "I don't know, I didn't see the man with her." "Okay, but we can guess who that is from a number of sure clues. First of all, the man must be old and ugly, someone who can't make the girl want to be with him, especially if she is as big as you say." If it’s beautiful, I think, my dear little wolf, you probably think that any food you see is delicious.” "Why do you say he is old and ugly?" "Because the girl didn't go with him for love, but for the bag. She must be a village girl who, out of hunger, offered to give favors to some lecherous monk in exchange for food to feed her and her family. Remuneration, maybe this is not the first time."

"A whore!" I said in horror. ※Bandhammer Academy's E-Book※ "A poor country girl, Adso. There may be a horde of brothers waiting to be fed. She too would give herself, if possible, for love rather than money. As she did last night. In fact, you She told me herself that she found you young and handsome, and she was with you for nothing out of love, and she would have asked for a cow's heart or a little cow's lungs for someone else. She was happy and cherished the gift she got, so she And left without taking it. That's why I thought the other man, compared with you, was neither young nor handsome."

Though I deeply regret it, I admit that I was not without a little elation from that explanation.But I didn't speak, and let my instructor go on. "This ugly old man must have had the opportunity to go to the village and trade with the peasants, probably for purposes related to his position. He must have known how to keep outsiders in and out of the monastery, and knew that there would be a cow's heart in the kitchen (maybe everyone will see it tomorrow) thought the kitchen door was left open, so some dog went in and ate the offal.) Lastly, he must have been economical, and would not have cost the kitchen a more expensive loss, or he would have given her a steak or lean meat. Now that our stranger is well-drawn, all these characteristics fit a single person, who, I dare say without shame, is our steward, Remigio of Varagin. Or, If I'm mistaken, it's definitely the mysterious Salvatore - he can talk to the locals with ease and knows how to persuade a girl to do what he wants her to do if you don't happen to run into her. "

"You guessed right," I said convincingly, "but what good is it now that we know?" "No, it's not of much use," William said. "It doesn't necessarily have anything to do with the crime we're investigating. On the other hand, if the administrator was a Dolcino, that would explain it all. Now We know that there are many strange things going on in this monastery after nightfall. Who can say that our overseer and Salvatore, who moves freely in the dark, don't know much more than they say? ?” "But will they tell us?" "No. If we were lenient and didn't hold them accountable, they wouldn't speak. But if we really wanted to know something, we'd have a way of persuading them to speak up. In other words, if necessary, the administrators and Salvatore is ours. May God forgive our deceit, since he forgives many other things as well," he said, looking at me slyly.I'm not in the mood to comment on his wisecracks.

"Now we should go to sleep a little longer, and in an hour it's time for morning prayers. But I see you're still disturbed, poor Adso, still terrified of your sins... there's nothing like church A good charm is more calming. I have pardoned you, but no one knows if you have been truly pardoned. Ask God." He patted me on the head, perhaps to show his respect. Fatherly love, maybe it means tolerance, or maybe (I actually thought so at the time) a kind of mild jealousy, because he is a man who craves various experiences. We went to the chapel by the usual secret passage.I followed hurriedly with my eyes closed, as the piles of dry bones kept reminding me how stupid I was last night to be proud of my flesh.

When we arrived at the nave, we saw a figure in front of the main altar. I thought it might be Ubertino again, but it turned out to be Alinardo.He didn't recognize us at first either, saying he couldn't sleep and so stayed up all night praying for the missing young monk (he couldn't even remember the name).If the young man died, he prayed for his soul; if he was only sick somewhere, he prayed for his body. "Too many people have died," he said, "too many people have died... But it is clearly written in the Book of Revelation that at the first trumpet there will be hailstones, and at the second trumpet the sea will A third is turned into blood; you find a corpse in the hail, another soaked in blood... A third trumpet sounds to warn that a burning star will fall into the third of the rivers and the waters In the fountain. So I tell you, our third brother is lost. I fear there will be a fourth, for a third of the sun, moon, and starry night will be struck, and a third of the sun, moon, and stars As soon as it gets dark..."

As we emerged from the church wing, William wondered if there was any truth to what the old man had said. "However," I pointed out to him, "this assumes that a man, bewitched by a demon, who, using the Book of Revelations as a guide, arranged for the disappearance of the three men, and at the same time assumed that Berengar was dead. But the opposite Yes, we know that Adelmo committed suicide..." "True," said William, "but it may be that the same evil or sick mind, inspired by Adelmo's death, arranged for the death of the other two in symbolic fashion. If so, Berenga's body should be In a river or a spring. The Abbey has no river or spring, at least none that could drown a man..."

I had an idea and said, "Only the bathhouse." "Adesso!" said William, "you know, it might be right—the bathhouse!" "But someone must have checked there." ※Bandhammer School の Jing School E Book※ "I saw the servants searching this morning. They just opened the door of the bathhouse and took a casual look inside without investigating further. They didn't expect something to be hidden there, they were looking for someone lying in some dramatic The dead body there, like Venantius's dead body in that vat of pig's blood... Let's go and see, it's still dark, and our lamps seem to be burning happily."

So we went to the bathhouse next to the sanatorium and opened the door easily.