Chapter forty-one

"Fire and thunder—that's a nice thing to say. However, the beautiful boy with blond hair and blue eyes scoffed at the girl's statement, and he was obviously on the relatively weak side, but he did not hide his bad feelings for the Order, "In fact, it is just a butcher's knife on the weak in the name of justice." ”

"If you're going to provoke me," the Order's sword-wielder looked at him coldly, his eyes showing neither indignation nor murder, as cold as the perennial snow on the top of Mount Orbes, "you succeeded. ”

"I'm just stating the facts. Dick shook his head disapprehantly, as if he didn't see the cold eyes of the female swordsman without the slightest emotion, "Whoever is not pure, will be inflicted thunder and fire—what are you kidding, you have no idea what the edge means." ”

"Is there anything special there?"

Amy found the opportunity to intervene in the quarrel, no matter how bad their relationship was, they would be his companions on this trip, and he didn't want the newly formed team to have an irreparable rift due to some inconsequential minor problem - especially since the two of them represented the superpower of Hemtika City and the well-deserved snake of the lower districts, and it was difficult for him to be a man in the middle.

"It's very special, and it can be said that the reason why the elites in the upper districts do not treat the people in the lower districts must be attributed to them to a large extent. The Apostle of the Dice House sighed, "Ulysses, you must be no stranger to demonization, humanity is fragile in the face of blind and stupid chaos, as if it bursts at the slightest poke, not to mention facing chaos, the erosion of the Fog of the Nameless alone can make humans become demons—and in the fringes of the lower realms, which are ravened by the fog, demonized people are everywhere. ”

"......" was faintly noticeable, and the girl's hand holding the sword trembled a little.

"Is it because of their proximity to the Misty Zones and their demonization, or are they forced to move to the periphery? Amy raised an eyebrow, he was no stranger to demonization, not only because he had studied it at the academy before, but also because of the dark traveler Ignati he had visited, who was also a demonized patient who had been corrupted by darkness.

"Both. The blonde-haired and blue-eyed beautiful boy blinked, "The barrier of order of the fire is not as strong as many people expected, and life is forced to make the poor have to eat the food produced in the polluted land of the misty area, so demonization is becoming more and more common in the lower districts - on average, one out of ten people will have demon characteristics, but only the most serious and obvious ones will be banished to the margins." ”

"Sounds scary. The Gloryer nodded.

"The miners' town we're going to is a small town on the edge. Dick chuckled lightly at the sword-wielding who had been silent until now, "They can still live well on the fringes by selling their labor to the managers of the Ildan Mines in exchange for necessary necessities, but almost all of them have signs of demonization on their bodies—what, Miss of the Order, are you going to slash them all, including the old men and children who are incapable of fighting?"

"......" Mia was silent.

This is a bit too harsh for a girl who may not be twenty years old.

"So—don't just say pretty things, little sister of the Order. Seeing that he had the upper hand in his words, the beautiful boy in the dice house began to be proud again, "Compared to the outside world, Miss Nun is really more suitable to stay in the church as a vase." ”

"If necessary," the Order's sword-wielder glanced at him indifferently, "starting with you. ”

"Violence alone won't solve the problem, the world is fundamentally broken. Unheard of the threat to the girl, the boy said shocking words in a cynical tone, "Although many people are reluctant to admit it, but without the demonized human race, without these useful laborers, Hemtika has maintained a thousand years of order, but it is nothing more than a castle in the air. ”

After a pause, he added: "After the fall of the Misty Zone, almost all of humanity's mineral deposits have fallen into a situation where they cannot be exploited, and the farmland in the lower areas cannot feed such a large number of people. The authorities then turned their attention to the poor people whose homes had been ruined and their bodies were eroded by darkness, taking advantage of the human instinct's hostility to the alien instincts, driving them to the hardest, most tiring and most dangerous work in the Fog Zone, and to maintain the prosperity and stability of the city by squeezing them, squeezing these coolies, who were not protected by the law and did not enjoy basic human rights. ”

"Scum. The swordswoman spat out a word between her teeth.

"You're wrong again, little sister nun who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. Dick laughed again, "From the point of view of the rulers, the Honorors of Hemtica have done nothing wrong, they have merely fulfilled their duty—to enable the vast majority of the people to live in peace and contentment—and for this, sacrificing a small number of the impure in the eyes of your Order is a good deal. ”

"So," I can't tell whether it's emotion or ridicule, "it's not them who are wrong, it's the world." ”

Yes, there must be something wrong with this world.

Despite the deviance, Dick of the Dice House did speak to the hearts of the Glorious - for Amy, who was naturally a member of the ruling class by blood, he knew no less than the others about the dire situation facing Hermtica, and perhaps more so - since the fall of the Great Wall of Eternal Night, the world has been tinged with despair little by little, no matter how hard the humans in the cities try and struggle.

The fire on which human beings depend, the intensity is declining, and the territory of order is also shrinking under the erosion of chaos, and it is not that there have been no powerful people on the stage in this thousand years, nor that there have been no brave people born, but in the dazed and unending night, there has not been even the slightest splash, and human beings can only be like fish thrown on the shore by a storm, a little bit of loss of vitality and vitality, a little bit towards death.

It's like fate.

If there really is a god in this world, then this god must be full of malice towards humans.

The Glorious One couldn't help but think of it, and in a trance it seemed to recall something, but when he thought about it, there was nothing—he had long been accustomed to this empty feeling of nothingness that seemed to salvage the moon in the water, and after shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turned his attention back to his two temporary companions.

Seems to have eased up a lot?

Of course, it's just relative, and even now, Amy has no doubt that if there is no task constraint, the sword-wielder in front of her will definitely cut down the apostle of the dice house with a sword - but since the words are untenable, and there is a common purpose for the time being, the cooperation between the three can naturally continue, but don't think about it if they are intimate, they can fight separately, and thank God for not pulling each other's hind legs.

"I said," said the Honoree, not intending to allow an irreparable rift in the small group, and that he intended to put a temporary end to the dispute between the two, "and let this end to the war of words, it is not wise to waste precious time on words." ”

"If this young lady can promise not to act impulsively and not to attack people at will during the mission. The beautiful boy with blond hair and blue eyes spread his hands, and his eyes were as innocent as he was, "I have no opinion." ”

"It's not like the dice house style," Amy raised an eyebrow, he didn't think this guy would speak for the demonized townsfolk out of pure sympathy or pity, "Why did you suddenly change your character?"

"We were always helpful. The boy in the dice house smiled shyly, but he looked like a little fox when he smiled, "We have a stake in the mining of the Ildan mines—if this young lady is allowed to act recklessly, our cash flow will be in trouble." ”

"Your hands are so long. The young Glory One only sighed slightly, and then turned his gaze to the Order's sword-wielding, "Mia, you should have heard what Dick said just now, and I hope that all of us will be considerate of each other in this operation." ”

"No problem. The girl lowered her eyelids.

"In that case, I don't have a problem with that. The beautiful blond boy smiled shallowly and took another step, but he had only taken a few steps, and then stopped again, turned his head, and looked at the young man who had fallen behind him and still hadn't taken a step, "What's the matter, Ulysses?"

"Don't you feel it?" Amy frowned, her dark eyes resting on the solid gray mist diagonally behind, "someone was just coveting us, right in that fog. ”

Even if it was fleeting, the cold murderous intent was not half false - it was an instinct he had awakened from the scythe-wielding miserly god at the cost of many deaths.

"You're too sensitive," Dick shrugged, "and the fog is so thick that it barely melts away at night, and it's normal to not know each other even if you're a dozen paces away—maybe it's an accident, at least, I don't sense anyone else around." ”

The sword-wielding girl shook her head in the same way.

"Hopefully, I'm thinking too much. Having said that, the Glory One would not simply think that this was an illusion, but the mysterious visitor hidden in the fog seemed to realize the mistake he had made before, and the piercing killing intent suddenly disappeared in the mist, even if he had the heart to investigate, it would be difficult to achieve results in a short time, "Okay, no matter how many it is, if it is really our enemy, we will meet again sooner or later." ”

With that, Amy took a step.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he wasn't as ignorant of the enemy as he appeared to be. He didn't have many enemies in the lower realms, and he didn't think anyone else could hide the perception of the three of them at the same time, except for the Mask of the Shadow King who had come for Paul the Giant, and the Misty Night Killer who had missed his hands on him.

So—

Could it be you?

The strange mask that seemed to be smiling but not smiling flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but clench the sword in his hand.

- Looking forward to seeing you again.