Let's go back to a branch of the problem in the previous chapter and modify some of the conditions a bit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

First of all, the child who is alone chatting with ants is your daughter (son) who listened to you but was excluded by her friends.

On the other side, there are a hundred people who have nothing to do with you. Of course, it's not that it doesn't matter, here you are a star who is not very famous, and those hundred people are your fans.

And the train becomes a three-no-train with no passengers, no driver, no ability to slow down and stop.

What would you do at this time?

And, before that, there is a big premise, that no matter what choice you make, no one will know in the end.

What would you do at this time?

Your own children are very obedient, you point to the east and he does not go west, you say the south he does not go north, you let him catch chickens he will never go to the dog, and will also help you do housework in most cases, go out to pick up garbage to help your family subsidize the family.

And the other group of people who are your fans, you don't know any of them, and these people have done nothing but do evil in the name of your fans.

How will you choose at this time?

I think at this point, most people will choose their own children.

After all, people who have nothing to do with themselves, how would you feel if you die more? That's just a number, when a hundred becomes 100,000, it's actually not a big deal to look back, and after ten years, it will sound again at most and sigh at least you won't feel guilty.

Who cares about any of this but Our Lady?

But if you kill your child with your own hands, then what awaits you is probably a lifetime of guilt and anxiety, seeing a child playing alone on the side of the road, you will lose your mind, you will feel fear when you see related things, and I don't believe that you can sleep peacefully in every quiet night.

So in this case, would you choose people who don't matter? First of all, those people died and you had nothing to do with them, and then the other person who had a close relationship with you, and you said you weren't married? So replace them with your parents, what? You don't even have parents, you're orphans? And then there's the person you care about the most.

Of course, it may not be a person, maybe it is a limited edition figure, maybe it is a pillow, or maybe it is just a fantasy that you are obsessed with.

If a hundred thousand unrelated people, and your son.

If your son lives, then another 100,000 people will die. But if your son dies, then those 100,000 people will survive.

What choice do you make at this point?

There was a man who chose to sacrifice his son in exchange for the survival of others.

This man, before he was a father, was a king, a king of a nation.

Even if it's just a small principality that can't make any waves in history, it may be able to leave a place name in the history books.

But the one hundred and thirty-seven thousand and forty-one were all the subjects of the country, and they believed in the king of the country, and believed that the play of the country would lead them to live peacefully in the land.

Until one day, a wandering old man from outside this country somehow met the old king who took his son out to play.

The wandering old man, who was actually a well-known astrologer on the mainland, told the old king that His Royal Highness the prince was wrapped in resentment, and that the country was already standing on the tip of a knife because of this resentful master, and that if he did not make a choice soon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After saying these words, the old man departed, and walked with hurried steps, as if he had seen the most terrible and evil thing in the world.

The young prince didn't know what this meant, he just looked at his father innocently, thinking about where he should go next.

The old king, who was busy with official duties and could hardly find time, made an exception and played with the prince all day, and finally returned to the palace with the prince who was tired and asleep under the advice of the minister who was found.

If, for no reason, a person runs up to you, pats you on the shoulder, and tells you that your son is a disaster, and if he lives, many people will not live.

What would you do?

It's already good to fool him, but what if that person is a well-known master of prophecy?

Would you believe it?

Even if he was not a master of prophecy, the expression on his face was from the heart of urgency, and after he finished speaking, he turned his head and ran, not telling you at all: "Donor, I see that your seal is black, it will be a bad omen, now give the poor road three hundred yuan to the ocean, for you to eliminate calamity, may Allah Allah give you his wisdom, Amen!" and so on, you dare to say that you will not have the slightest bit of faith, that no seed will be planted in your heart, that there will not be a little bit of mustard?

If you say no, the devil will believe it.

After the old king heard the words of the master of prophecy, it coincided with the recent natural disasters in the country, the shadow of war loomed, the smell of conspiracy surfaced, and the fragile peace had cracks.

Do you believe it or not?

This is a world of swords and sorcery, and there is no one called Meunier who raises his arms and shouts for human rights, in this world, war and death are themes that have lasted for an unknown number of years, and the law of the jungle is the only law.

Slaves still exist in this world, and there may have been attempts to create a world where everyone is equal, but in the end, they died completely.

A man's life is useless, because the world was long ago confused by the conclusions of some people in the know who came out of context.

In fact, the prophecy of the god of war that destroyed the world has already echoed in the ears of all the people on the continent many times, and at the beginning the continent was chaotic, so there was the birth of the three major empires that bloodily suppressed the chaos.

Later, when they learned that the prophecy would happen in an unknown number of years, and it was not even known whether it would happen, mortals didn't care about it anymore, and maybe every few hundred years it would be raised by people with intentions, but more of it had been quietly forgotten.

Longevity species remember this, but they don't care, they either have lived enough, or even if the world is destroyed, as long as they don't have a way to save their lives in an instant.

And those longevity seeds who worked hard and worried about these things are now almost fine when they absorb his nutrients.

Death is not an ornament. If the three empires are to manage short-lived ghosts such as human races and dwarves, then the existence of death is to deter those powerful longevity species.

Rayser Academy is also an organization for communication and coordination between the short-lived and long-lived races, and he is actually more like a neighborhood committee and a juvenile management center than a school, and the people here are generally those bear children with dark psychology, and by the way, they also mediate the conflicts between various races.

Ah, having said so much, I don't want to talk about anything else, so let's stop here, after all, it's time for someone to sleep.

I am the poor prince who was murdered by his own father and buried under his bed, and I am also a little-known but unlucky dean of the Lesser Academy.

Ha, it's funny that the prophecy actually fell on my head.

- An innocent dragon knight stayed.