Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Six

The good old days.It was Heisenberg who pointed out to mankind a wall to enclose all our debates about fate and destiny.The life inside me finds this amusing.Think about it, if human beings had no predestined purpose.Knowledge is useless, but it is because of knowledge that we discover the walls that trap us. Alia scolded the guards in front of her in the temple lounge.There were nine of them, panting and sweating in the green uniforms of the dusty Field Patrol.The afternoon sun shone through the door behind them.There are no more pilgrims in this place. "My orders don't work for you?" she asked.

She soaked up her anger, and instead of suppressing it, she let it all out.Her body was shaking with anger.Idaho left...Lady Jessica...no reports...just rumors that they were in Salusa.Why didn't Idaho send a message back?What did he do?Did he know about Javid? Arya wears the yellow mourning dress of Arakan, which in Freeman represents the burning sun.In a while, she will lead the funeral team to the mourning hall for the second and last time to complete the epitaph of her dead nephew.The entire event will conclude tonight with a final tribute to Leto, who would have been the leader of the Fremen.

The church guards seemed unmoved by her wrath.They stood before her, silhouetted against the light behind them.The smell of their excrement can be easily distinguished from the slight odor emanating from imitations of city-dwelling distilled suits.Their captain was a tall, blond man with the emblem of House Cadrum embroidered on his cloak.In order to be able to speak more clearly, he took off his distillate mask.His tone carried the arrogance of a descendant of Abu's cave ruling family. "Of course we want to catch him!" The man was clearly annoyed by her accusations. "He blasphemed the church! We know you ordered no action, but we heard his blasphemy with our own ears!"

"But you failed." Alia reproached in a low voice. Another guard, a short young woman, tried to defend herself. "There are too many people there! I can swear the crowd is disturbing us." Alia scowled. "Why can't you obey my orders?" "Ma'am, we—" "Children of Kadrum, if you catch him and find out that he is really my brother, what will you do?" The captain swallowed and said, "We must kill him, because he has brought chaos." The others were taken aback.They all knew what they heard. "He called the tribes to unite against you," Kadram said.

Alya had figured out how to deal with him.She said softly: "I understand. You have made clear your identity and tried to arrest him publicly—it means that you are willing to sacrifice yourself, and you must sacrifice yourself." "Sacrifice yourself..." He didn't finish, but glanced at his companion.As the captain, he has the right to speak on behalf of everyone as he did just now.But judging from his expression, he wished he hadn't spoken just now.The other guards grew uneasy.In the arrest trip just now, they openly challenged Alia's authority.Only then did they realize the consequences of scorning the "Mother of Heaven".With obvious trepidation, the guards put some distance between them and their captain.

"For the benefit of the church, our official response will be very strong," Alia said. "You understand that, don't you?" "but he--" "I heard him speak myself," she said, "but it was a special case." "He cannot be Muad'di, madam!" You know so little!she thinks.Then she said, "We can't risk arresting him in public, without people seeing us hurt him. Of course, if the opportunity is right—" "These days, he is always surrounded by many people!" "Then I'm afraid you'll have to be patient. Of course, if you refuse to obey me..." She didn't say the consequences, letting them experience it for themselves.Kadram is an ambitious man, and before him is a road to prosperity.

"We didn't mean to offend your authority, ma'am," the man said at last, "I understand now that we were too impulsive. Please forgive us, but he..." "Nothing happened, and nothing to forgive," she said in her usual Freeman politeness.This was one of the ways the Horde used to keep the peace, and from the age of this Kadrum, he should be able to understand the meaning of this sentence.His family had long served as tribal chiefs.Guilt is Nab's whip and should be used sparingly.Fremen will go to great lengths to relieve themselves of guilt. He bowed his head to show that he understood what she meant. "For the Horde, I understand."

"Go down and rest," she said. "The funeral procession will begin in a few minutes." "Yes, ma'am." They hurried away, thankful to have escaped the incident unscathed. A deep voice rang in Alia's head: Ha, you handled it very well.One or two of them still think you want to kill that missionary.They'll find their way. "Shut up!" she hissed. "Shut up! I shouldn't have listened to you! Look what you've done..." I set you on the path to immortality.Said in a deep voice. She felt the sound echoing in her head, like a faint pain.She thought: Where can I hide?There is nowhere to hide!

Ghanima's knife is sharp, said the Baron, remember that. Alia blinked.Yes, it should be remembered.Ghanima's knife is very sharp.That knife might break their current predicament.

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