The answer is true and cruel, but it's not beautiful.

Russell's evaluation of the Pope is the same as that of the Three Wise Men's evaluation of the Pope's "Werewolf Operation".

"Lucaon" scratched his messy, greasy hair a little decadently, and let out a muffled grunt as if he couldn't pull out. After a moment of intense contemplation, he suddenly raised his head, leaned his head over, and stared at Russell as if to see the answer in his eyes.

This action is very similar to that of Lucaon.

Every time he encountered a problem and was asked a difficult question by Russell that he couldn't solve, he always showed such a look.

To the average person, this kind of behavior may seem unfriendly. Because he looks a little like he's questioning the other person, and it's like he's angry because of the other party's question.

But he didn't actually mean it. This vicious look was actually because he was thinking hard and subconsciously exerting force on his face, which made him look hideous.

Those who know the bottom line don't have any pressure on this, but they miss it a little

With a sigh, his eyes softened.

After all the questions on His Excellency the Pope, it is time to mention his merits a little.

This is also the evidence that the Pope's promotion did not swallow Lycaon at all-

Just like every sunset, Russell's mind always conjures up Morgan and Blue Songrodin, or the shadows of the young "Shirley" and "Fila".

Their existence, their past, and their feelings for each other were deeply ingrained in Russell's mind, permanently melting and forming part of Russell's overall personality.

- Just like the relationship between "Andrew" and "Lucaon".

"No wonder you have such a good relationship with the sheath. Even if the sheath once broke the taboo and openly defected to the church, he is still willing to accept him back."

Russell sighed deeply, "Because you are the same kind of people."

lonely with pride, weak with fear;

Cover up your confusion with pain, and then atone for your sins with the ultimate sacrifice."

- because you are all fragile mortals in spirit."

In this world, many failures are due to the lack of sufficient "talent" of the person concerned.

But they are different.

"You all have the talent to change the world, the talent to reach the pinnacle, and it is not your turn to say that you lack talent..."

Russell said softly.

The sheath is undoubtedly the best in talent - he solved the dangers he encountered when he was a child, later became an important member of the Tower of Babel, was able to get the wholehearted love of the eldest Miss Alice just as a bodyguard and teacher, after entering the church he was loved by the general and the pope, rose to the bishop in just a few months, and had access to the most forbidden angelic aura of the church...

After he defected, he was able to walk on land, come into contact with mad mages, and survive from them, get their help, and transform himself; His strength continued to grow, eventually reaching the point where he was able to slay dragons in human form. So far, neither the Big Seven nor the Tower of Babel have been able to find this strongest assassin in the human race.

But his heart is still fragmented, confused and innocent, no different from a child.

It's the same with Andrew. He single-handedly developed a subconscious infusion device called the "Divine Descent Device" and created the Mechanical Angel Army, which allowed the defeated church to counterattack in one fell swoop, and it can be said that he alone can take ninety percent of the credit for defeating the mage.

Later, it was he who won the smallest floating fortress for the church and transformed it into a "temple". It was also he who created the "Holy Codex" server, transformed the church into a cyber church, came into contact with the gods of the collective unconscious, and developed the power of the Holy Order to the limit. For more than 100 years, it has never stopped supervising the cyber church and making it never degenerate.

Even the high-ranking elves of the Church did not realize that their Pope was always the same person. They all thought that this was brainwashing from the angelic rank of "savior", but they didn't realize it

In fact, it is a kind of revocation, a kind of spiritual eternal life.

Andrew is the real thing—a man who single-handedly turned history around and created an era.

His Excellency, who can be called "promoted", has an equally fragile heart. He is vaguely aware of the truth, but he does not dare to accept it, and only wants to stay in his comfort zone, with false hopes on his own, to deceive himself as if he can solve the problem if he is willing to make sacrifices.

In this world, anyone can say that they lack "talent".

But they can't.

"And though you have amazing talents, you don't have the strength of the heart to harness them. It's also a kind of banality. endowed with heroic genius, but not with the will to fulfill."

Russell said slowly, "I think from the bottom of my heart - even the only 'half-elf' in the world, the inferior, or my fiancée, Delphinium. Even you, Lycaon, my friend...... You are all stronger than sheaths or ascended.

"For you know your ways. Because you can all recognize and accept your weakness, because you allow yourself to be wrong...... For you know that you are willing to sacrifice even if your sacrifice is meaningless; Rather than trying to solve the problem through sacrifice.

"Because you are all willing to try when you are not strong enough. Because in this world, the courage to live is sometimes better than death; Because there is always something in this world that is more important than the result of success—that is, the true heart that dares to face pain.

"It's not the sacrifice that is the hero, and the strong are the hero. Heroes are not unattainable icons, not sacrifices of life, not more powerful than savers, nor heroes with brute force. They can be heroes or they may not.

"People show their respect, gratitude, worship by naming heroes and passing on their deeds to the world – but that doesn't encourage people to do these things. It is not preaching that if you accomplish these great deeds, you can become a 'hero' and save others and the world.

"That's just selling pain, blinding others with dreams and words. He taught people to always look upward, but he didn't let people look down again; He taught people how to be strong until they died, but he did not teach them how to live weakly. It's as if you don't deserve to suffer if you're not strong enough, and if you can't succeed, there's no point in life..."

At this point, Russell paused suddenly.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of many people.

In his mind, the appearance of many people crossed -

[-I am her instinct to destroy herself, I was born to die cleanly.] When she was about to put an end to it, she was still too weak to kill anyone. So I won't hurt anyone, as long as Xiao Liuli can die cleanly. 】

Even with such sad words, not a single tear fell from the broken glass prosthetic eyes of the "caged bird".

[-So I'm ...... Hell ......]

It was only one step away from saving Russell's paradise bird, but his aura that could heal others was shattered by a single shot.

Her kindness and kindness were destroyed without any value, and the only meaning given to her life so far was easily trampled on.

Seeing her friends and benefactors dying in front of her, she can't do anything as a healer.

[So I'm ...... Such a stupid child...]

She sat down on the ground, her voice choked and tears of despair slowly flowing.

[-I regret it]

In the dim lower city, relying on the glow of the surrounding factories, Morgan looked intently at the pseudo objects wearing the shell of "Lan Ge Enough" around him, and said quietly:

[The heart hurts as if it has been bitten by a poisonous insect]

[If I had stopped him from becoming a singer at that time, wouldn't it be like this now?] 】

[We can lie on the grass at home or school at noon.] He could lie on my lap and I stroked his hair to lull him to sleep. Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, with the music he sang in his ears...]

Tears silently streamed from the corners of Morgan's eyes

Slide down, dripping from the chin.

Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and her voice, which had been calm, gradually collapsed.

[I regret it so much...]