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Billions of people around the world had put their spiritual hopes in the great wise men who were housed in that glorious city – the Institute. There, in the Aidersen Institute, among the high ceilings of the large central palace, in the auditoriums, next to the semi-circular cluster of statues and accompanied by the venerable figures of the old tradition, those of Pythagoras, Plotinus and Kant, that of Blaise Pascal, Socrates, Plato and Maeterlinck, of Riset, Gustavsen, Rasmathy, Plioskin and so many others, the great Chillerin had spent most of his life, entering the Aidersen as an apprentice from a very young age in the early 9th century, there, in those auditoriums, where he later taught…

Chillerin himself believed that regardless of the finite nature of human knowledge, humans had neither tried hard enough, nor had they selected the right methodology for knowledge acquisition in the past. He didn’t have anything specific to say yet, but he did have faith in people’s ability to resolve the great mysteries of the world, despite the imperfection of the mind and senses, and he believed that the day when they would finally arrive wasn’t far away.

Whilst thinking about all this, I’m now watching on the Reigen-Swage

the Aidersen Institute, staying alert during those long nights, with thousands of people surrounding it on their knees, keeping a vigil all over the campus, waiting for their spiritual leaders—Chillerin’s great grandchildren—to emerge with an answer, an explanation of what was going on, but in vain, for they were not yet in a position to give any.

Inside the vast hall: a crowd of sleepless, overworked and upset wise men, dressed in the official Aidersian garment with the blue stripe on it, the stoat and the insignia. The whole Aidersen was in a state of confusion and distress and plenty of other people from smaller yet related institutes kept arriving, even from the other side of the Valley! The meetings were continuous and successive but without any positive result so far. Even the wise men of the Aidersen themselves were waiting to be informed about what had just happened from those coming from outside.

Yes! Things have finally started to become clearer now and many of them speak of some sort of an incredible reward. The emergence of a new, unprecedented Virch had now vaguely become the centre of discussion and the name of the elder Alexis Volky, their old peer who had definitively left the Aidersen Institute several years ago and had gone to become a monk, was whispered in the circles of the wise men with much respect over the next few days. No one had made contact with him yet. The only thing they had

done is to make the selection of the ambassadors that would be sent to him. They did not even know where exactly in the vast Valley lay the secret retreat where the venerable Elder had withdrawn after “what he saw”, spending his days and nights fasting, meditating and praying.

While the crowds waited in devoutness outside, inside, the wise men with their gaze lowered before the busts of their predecessors, the Lorffes and Ilectors, and with their faces buried in countless piles of miniature books that contained the crystallisation of the all the intellect of the entire human history, carried on discussing and deliberating feverishly. But still no results… 5-VI

(Late at night)

“But God chose what is foolish in the world 

to shame the wise”

The Nibelvirches had begun to multiply and become more frequent both in the Valley of the Roses and in distant countries, and almost none were fatal after the survival of Alexis Volky. His cry of ecstasy and his subsequent peaceful sermon, which, as the days went by, encouraged other triumphant voices and individual spirits to speak up. But the crowds only recognised and trusted the Aidersen Institute. That’s what they had learned to respect and listen to through a long tradition passed from father to child and that’s where they had laid the hopes of centuries! But the Aidersen remained silent and cautious. And it would stay that way for weeks to come. 6-VI

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