"Human beings are sinful by nature, greedy and lazy, and ignorant, and therefore require strict laws. All people are not created equal, but this does not mean that people's status will always remain the same, but the vast majority of people can actually see the end of their lives from the very beginning......"

"Ignorance is a sin, because of ignorance, there are so many unbelievable stupid things, and it is precisely because of ignorance that people will chase some illusory things, curious about some areas that should not be touched......"

"Then the question arises, why are some people born the children of nobles and parliamentarians, some are the children of the middle class, and some are the children of those who are miserable in the East District and the Bridge District......

"Russell the Great ushered in the age of steam, and the big factories appeared, and the factory owners began to seek political rights from the great nobles, who began to levy land rents to obtain more money to support their huge consumption. The factory owners and bankers repealed the Grain Act, and the farmers went bankrupt, leaving nothing to go into the cities to replace the higher-priced workers, and the workers lost their jobs, and only the factory owners profited. ”

"In Lemburg, there were workers who destroyed the machinery in the factories because the new machines took away their jobs, but the government and the law only saw the loss of the factory owners, and philosophers and sociologists would say that this was the natural choice of the times. Just like in Rune, the king doesn't care how many thousands of workers and peasants lose their jobs, how many people die of hunger and disease, he only cares about how much steel these new machines can bring, so that he can build a few more ironclads like the Pritz to protect their merchant ships, to maintain the slave trade in the southern continent, to compete with Intis and Fursack for so-called supremacy at sea! ”

"The god of steam and machinery is the greatest evil god! The Steam Church is the biggest cult! They use the so-called progressive historical development of the times to disguise their purpose of grabbing profits. And you, Lambs! You are still foolishly listening to their lies, and you still believe that the parliamentarians and gentlemen will make proposals in parliament for your benefit! Behold, the laws of the kingdom have given you so-called sacred and inviolable liberty and equality, and have given you the right to vote, but none of the councillors have risen by your vote, and you lambs will only be silent here! Because you have no money, no armies and no weapons, you have nothing! So you have nothing to do! ”

……

Hidden in the shadows, he held a burning women's cigarette between his right index and middle fingers, quietly watching the passionate man standing on the high platform preaching.

Soon, he threw the cigarette he hadn't smoked on the ground and crushed it a few times, and turned away without looking back. There was occasional slight commotion in the crowd, but more often there was silence.

Sometimes, it is far better to be able to live in a delirious way than to live a sober life, and the madman will not be constrained by those rules and regulations, and naturally will not think about the future.

He suspected that he didn't seem to be so devout to the Lord anymore, maybe it was a kind of happiness like A and Y like them, as a "black knight" he had lived for a long time and witnessed a lot, and it was precisely because he knew enough that the despair in his heart would be heavier.

In fact, the Lord will never come back anyway. Now, we, poor creatures, will endure all that suffering and filth with our poor Lord.

Ksma straightened the shirt inside the black tuxedo formal suit and gently pushed open the door in front of her, the wooden door plate clearly written in Rune.

"Department of Philosophy, University of Beckland."

"Mr. Owen." An old gentleman in his fifties greeted him with a smile when he saw Kersma open the door and entered.

He put down what he was holding and was about to sort out the lesson plan, when he suddenly saw the unexpectedly conspicuous invitation on the table.

"Earl Wolf has invited you to Duke Negan's ball." The old gentleman said enviously, "Maybe I don't have to wait until I am forty years old before I can call you Associate Professor Owen." ”

"If you become an associate professor not by virtue of your knowledge but by virtue of your connections with the nobility, then there is no need for this title." Ksma explained calmly.

"I didn't mean that, Owen, you know that Senior Associate Professor Charles and I both admire you, this prom will be of great benefit to you, no matter what you plan to develop in the future, it's always right to get to know some big guys."

"That Count Wolf, who has just sold 840,000 acres of land, he can't even make ends meet, and he is still in the mood to talk about philosophy." In his heart, Kersma despised the nobles who liked to be vassals and elegant, just as he hated the new party that would do anything for money.

The hearts of these politicians are dirtier than the sewage they discharge into the Tasok River. He didn't refuse outright, but put away the invitation, maybe consider going with her?

Prepare a seal for the path of "judgment", and beware of the troublemaker.

After making up his mind, Kersma took care of the matter at hand, and did not immediately return to his or Elle's current residence, he first went to inform the Aurora Society to prepare the magical item he wanted, and then put on his top hat and prepared to choose a few suitable clothes.

Are socks so expensive? He looked at the silk stockings that were somewhat similar to the ones that Ms. D liked to wear for Elle, and although he was not short of money, he did not expect that the same sock lady would be so expensive than the men's.

The cheapest 20 sole, the grade is too low, with her noble lady's background, she will definitely not look down on it. Black is too mature for her, white is okay, but her clothes are all white, will she feel tired?

The waitress in black and white looked at the handsome man who lingered in the women's clothing area, but it was a pity that such a good-looking person was actually a pervert.

Boots are gradually stiletto heels, these things were not very practical in our time, and the current aesthetic is really weird. Kersma turned around another row of hangers, but this time the clerk stopped him.

"Sir, this side belongs to the ladies." The other party said politely.

"Ah~ I'm sorry, I wanted to give ......" Kersma suddenly didn't know how to describe their relationship, "Uh, a friend, give some gifts, she is about 1.63 meters and weighs about 88 pounds, uh, long hair, relatively thin, and a waist circumference of about ......"

Which kind of friend do you know so well! The girl politely picked out the whole outfit for him according to Kersma's description and request.

"So expensive?" Kersma was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that a woman's outfit could be comparable to the potion of Sequence 8.

D, that loser's thing, shouldn't it be that all the money of the development members is spent on clothes?

He checked out the bill with some embarrassment, and then instead of riding in the carriage, he walked to Elle's current residence.

……

Mr. A, who had a handsome face and looked like a woman, was suddenly a little embarrassed, and the Dark Sage's demands on him had become more and more outrageous recently, although he was not averse to helping the Sage run errands, and was even happy to dedicate himself to the organization at any time.

But what the hell is it to buy cigarettes and rice? Cosmetics? Jewelry? I just look like a woman, but I'm not a woman! Why do you think I'm going to understand this?

He knelt before the idol in the basement and prayed reverently.

Shadows surged in front of him, and a ring with an eerie sheen was spat out by the wriggling shadows.

Mr. A fell to his knees even more reverently, praising the reward. This newly baked "Knight of Punishment" not only dedicates his extraordinary characteristics, but also sublimates his soul and body.

Quesma quietly watched the bored girl, his left hand hidden in his pocket clutching a piece of parchment full of transcriptions, but never took it out.

He felt that the extraordinary person in the "fate" path in the house still had this great deficiency, although she didn't know where she learned the "acting method", but in the current situation, it might be better if she didn't know.

"If she takes the Priest of Calamity' potion now, there is a good chance that she will lose control immediately." Ksma clutched the recipe that Elle had been thinking about, and he had been prevaricating, but in the end he didn't come forward and knock on the door.

"Her spirit, it's so weird......" Kersma observed the chaotic, frenzied, chaotic color changes through her psychic vision, which were well disguised in the chaotic mood changes of the etheric body.

He remembered the sudden loss of control and the unknown pollution before, and had some bad associations, maybe Ulorius, who had rushed to get rid of Siea, had not solved her problem.

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