The sun finally rose below the pale horizon, the golden light colored everything in the world with the color of life, the color of beginning, and the streets began to be noisy, complaining, selling, laughing, and shouting—the chaotic but profitable march of the market began Lüdes's day.

What a beautiful morning, and what could be more good than an energetic start, especially for the citizens of Lüdes, who are suffering from a lack of supplies, a stalemate, and a political upheaval, who need something so much to lift their mood, even if it is just a peaceful start to their daily life, which is enough to give them a little comfort.

But this bright sunlight only tells those who see no hope that they are a little closer to the abyss.

Someone once said that the real horror for death row prisoners is not the death penalty itself, but the process of waiting for the execution to be carried out.

The person who said this was either a secret police, an official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, or a prison guard, and I am afraid that he was drinking vodka with caviar while watching the various deathbed performances of the condemned prisoners in their cells through the surveillance system. If not, how can we tell so accurately about the psychological state of the condemned prisoners.

After a night of chaos, followed by a bunch of coup d'état aftermaths, by the time everything was done and finally had a chance to rest their heads, the big guys were all losing sleep.

It is impossible not to lose sleep, who can still eat and sleep well after being sentenced to death and notified of the execution date? I am afraid that even if they were busy with their feet on the ground before, they would use their work to forget the horror of death, and if there was no high-intensity work to enrich their brains, then the anxiety that was constantly expanding like a terminal malignant tumor would engulf them, and all kinds of grotesque and terrifying imaginations would torment them. Every second is as long as a year, every hour is as fleeting as a second, infinite confusion and infinite horror can even kill - at least five of the people involved in this sleepless night repeatedly look at the pistols and poison in their hands.

Rather than being trampled and crushed like ants by the Divine Will Agent, perhaps it is a good choice to cut it off on its own.

Some people are thinking about using death to escape, and more people are thinking about how to defeat a strong enemy and then survive.

Survival is a human instinct, suicide is not. When encountering a crisis, thinking about solutions and avoiding methods is the first reaction of people, and even if they cannot avoid it, people will do their best to solve it.

But this time, the scale and difficulty of the problem are far beyond the reach of human beings, and even the very act of thinking about solving the problem has become a meaningless waste.

Pointless.

The premise of solving a problem is that you have enough power or means to match the problem.

To confront or even defeat natural disasters and other phenomena themselves, human beings have not been able to achieve it with the wisdom, civilization, and strength so far, and they have done their best to save a small life from disasters.

If humanity wants to fight against it, it will not happen by a miracle.

That's right.

Only by miracles.

—Large-scale miracles. If we want to defeat that monster, there's only one way to do it. ”

Holding the warm milk, the Holy Maiden of Giel said calmly.

Should it be said that she is worthy of the crown of the Holy Maiden?

After a night of terror, followed by a declaration of war, and the handling of the aftermath, there was no tiredness or uneasiness on Ji El's face. The smooth face is full of confidence and the passion that will burst out at any time.

In contrast, Roland seems to be much calmer, calm and calm, like an outsider who has nothing to do with himself.

The reason why the reaction was so cold may be because he had long guessed the reason and content of Ji Er's proposal.

Although not to the level of Li Lin, and for different reasons, Roland was also wary of the Church, a religion that could sacrifice believers without care, meddle in politics, instigate coups, assassinate and kidnap dignitaries, and spend centuries plotting to kill gods and replace them. In today's chaotic and uncertain situation, it is not too much to warn them.

It is not difficult for Roland, who has personally experienced the battle of Emir, to imagine what the church, which was once again targeted by Li Lin and announced that it was going to be executed publicly, would think at such a time.

A crisis is both a danger and an opportunity.

Li Lin's "public execution" for the purpose of promoting "theocratic rotation" is an imminent danger to the church, and in turn, it is also a golden opportunity. If the church can win this battle, it will also have the effect of "theocracy" - the old gods and their agents have fallen, and the new gods represented by the church will inherit the authority to dominate the world.

The perfect script, the unexpected twist, the long-cherished wish, the long wait, and finally the happy ending - I am sure the audience will cheer and applaud it.

- But that's also after the church succeeds in fighting back.

Roland sarcastically in his heart.

-- The current first alternate leader of the new order is Siegfried Otto Lilin, and it has opened an overwhelming gap with the second alternate contenders and onwards. If you want to make up for this gap, if you want to successfully fight back, sacrifices are necessary.

There was no doubt that since the Church had already tried to activate the strategic attack technique by connecting the consciousness of multiple people—and regardless of the outcome, there was no problem with the activation and power of the technique itself—it was a sure thing to repeat a similar act again, using a larger consciousness connection to increase the power, with the intention of overpowering Li Lin.

"Do you know the consequences of that?"

Roland asked:

"Whichever side wins in the end will cause huge casualties. ”

No matter what kind of miracle the church intends to reproduce, since the goal is to defeat Li Lin, it must be a disaster of a different level. On the other hand, Li Lin, who is a mobile natural disaster himself, will inevitably use pomp and circumstance to greet his opponents.

Natural disasters collide with natural disasters, and no matter who wins or loses, the ants who are caught up in it will never be the winner.

"War is inherently casual. Now we have thrown away all the chips, everything we have, everything we can plunder, our lives, our loyalty, our beliefs, our ideals—even if we bet all of them on it, it is not enough. For the sake of a gamble that has only been opened once in a thousand years, a gamble that determines the outcome of the game, even if millions of lives are staked, it is only to the extent of 'nothing more'. ”

"May I ask Your Majesty, what is the difference between you and that guy in this way?"

"It doesn't make a difference, even if there is, it's probably just the number of sacrifices offered. ”

"You know that. ”

"Of course, I know that after all, this is a bloody struggle, and the essence of the struggle is that 'you can't be sure of yourself without hitting your opponent'. To this end, unscrupulous means, at the expense of everything. We can't move forward if we don't defeat him, and we can't move forward if we don't destroy him. For this reason, even if millions or tens of millions of people die, they will not hesitate. We, they, and you, make no difference at this point. ”

"You...... How dare I say it. ”

Twisting his lips, an undisguised disgust appeared on Roland's face.

Li Lin is not a warmer, let alone a moralist, as long as he sees it as an obstacle, he will ruthlessly eliminate it. However, the ruthlessness and madness that disguised itself as reason were even more ......

Yes, we are indeed insane, but in this world where we cannot live without madness, what is wrong with going crazy? What is wrong with doing whatever it takes to stay alive and control our own destiny? Don't forget, even if we want to talk about morality and ethics, it is the privilege of the living. The dead and the slaves who breathe only one more breath than the dead do not have that kind of power!"

As if the long-suppressed mood had finally found an outlet, fierce words and waves of passion poured out to Roland, and after pouring out this out-of-control emotion in one breath, Ji El gasped softly and glared at Roland.

Roland met Ji El's gaze and said nothing.

Maybe it was an overly emotional statement, but ...... That is indeed a helpless and true heart, and it is also a high-sounding excuse.

"'We give top priority to the safety and happiness of all our people,' 'It is helpless to sacrifice a small number of people for the sake of the majority,' 'Corruption and depravity are selfish, and we have no selfishness, so we will never be corrupt and degenerate'—"

The purple pupils reflected the calm Ji Er, and Roland said slowly:

I have heard such things in Charlemagne, in the church, in Alfheim. People of different races, languages, and ideas will always shout familiar words. And these people who talk about patriotism, worrying about the country, and saving the country all day long can't make people feel their sincerity - hiding in a safe place and swaggering to live a comfortable life. It doesn't matter how many people are incited by their words and how many people die as a result. ”

"We ......"

"Please let me finish, Your Majesty. ”

Roland waved his hand and continued to say to Ji El:

"It's not a matter of arguing about moral merit, nor is it about trying to condemn you. I'm just speaking my own thoughts as an outsider. There is something right about Li Lin's ideas, and there are some merits for the ideals of the church, regardless of whether your ideas are noble or not, right or wrong. I can't even like your way of doing it—I just don't like the way you deny the value of life, deny individual freedom and basic rights, and treat living people as pawns, numbers, and symbols. ”

“...... Don't like it?"

Her face twitched, as if she had heard something unbelievable and absurd, and her knowledge and experience were completely unable to handle the language, so that the whole person was messy.

"Just don't like it, just don't like ......?!You're going to reject our proposal, you're going to be an enemy of Alfheim, you're going to fight that monster? just because you don't like ?!!!."

Faced with the stammering question of the Holy Maiden, Roland nodded.

"Yes, it's just a very pure dislike, and for me, that's enough. ”