A little off.

Further alert, Roland tightened his grip on the reins.

This is not an instinct or intuition, but a conclusion that comes from the five senses after obtaining information, analyzing and sorting it out, and thinking about it.

Blowing up bridges and blocking roads is a common tactic used in urban warfare. The Defence Forces had a very limited number of troops in the coup, and they had to do so in order to narrow the line of defense and connect the occupied areas as much as possible. But even so, the troops are still not enough.

In the past, it was possible to break through several blockade lines, all because of the fact that there were too few troops invested and the relevant facilities were not complete. It is not surprising that a defensive line lacking sufficient thickness and firepower was broken through by enemy forces with strong mobility and familiarity with the environment and the opponent's combat patterns.

But-

There are no cold guns for snipers, no mines, and even armored vehicles can't be said without seeing them.

In such a hurry to retreat that it is too late to arrange?

No way.

With the intelligence monitoring ability of the defense forces that can update information in real time and the command mechanism that can respond at any time, from the moment the maid Gorem was beaten, he should have noticed the changes here and began to adjust the defense. No matter how rushed it is, there is no problem in laying mines and IEDs.

The reason why it is not done that way. Is it to prepare to gather forces and prepare a surprise ahead?

Or do you deliberately induce yourself to think like this, so that you can stand your way?

Neither hypothesis can be found.

Li Lin, who values rationality and prioritizes efficiency, will never make such an upside down behavior.

The coup d'état, the capture of Lüders was just a façade. The real purpose was to take this opportunity to bring the radical crown prince to power and induce Charlemagne to wage war against the elven camp in an isolated and helpless situation.

The point is not to occupy, but to "drag out time". Continued the chaos until the Crown Prince's army appeared.

In this case, there is no need to mobilize troops to launch a counterattack or set up suspicious formations, and the combination of mines, snipers, and machine-gun teams is more effective and more certain.

It was Li Lin who commanded the scene. Will definitely do so.

This is not the case. The situation encountered along the way seems to be constantly inducing himself to go to the Place de la Concorde, without hiding the intention of "there is a trap ahead".

It's hard to say how capable this guy is as a strategist. However, the childishness and paranoia of "the strawberries on the cake and the fried chicken nuggets in the course must be saved for the last meal" are really masterful.

Suddenly, Roland tightened his grip on the reins, and the unicorn stood up, the impact of the farrier hitting the ground that made the streetlights tremble.

For the first time since the coup, Roland showed a surprised expression.

It's still some distance away. It wasn't very clear, but the boiling wails and shouts came first, and after a while, countless figures ran towards it.

It was a miserable scene. At the front were strong men, running desperately, their eyes red and pale, and their mouths foaming white made meaningless syllables, like frightened cows. A little further back, you can see some women holding their children. The mothers stumbled and ran and cried in the crowd, and occasionally someone fell to the ground without anyone to help them, but only bypassed, crossed, and even stepped on the desperate cries and thin bodies as fast as they could, thinking only of escaping as far as possible.

Anyone can see that these people have completely lost their dignity and are just running wild with the support of their survival instincts. If it weren't for the wide enough roads and the limited number of people, I am afraid that countless people would have died from stampedes and congestion.

Step on;

congestion;

the crowd running wildly;

Roland gritted his teeth, he could already see what the guy who set up this situation was trying to do.

Simple. Effective, malevolent warfare -

What made him even more angry. I can't do anything about it myself.

"Knight-sama, you're a knight-sama, aren't you?!"

A pair of hands covered in dirt and blood tugged at the cloak, and the woman with the cloak cried and shouted.

"My daughter and I are separated! She's only 10 years old, she's still in the park! I don't know if she's crying, please, please, ......"

The scattered words hit Roland's heart, barely soothed a few words, and lowered his head to instigate the unicorn to rush towards Concorde Square at full speed.

The mother's anxiety and grief. He did have to feel it, but it was only a hundred-thousandth of the countless tragedies of the whole of Lüdes.

How many families were ruined on this night, how many people lost their loved ones, and how many people ushered in a humiliating ending. The numbers and lists simply cannot be stated.

That kind of grief, how can it be dismissed with a few perfunctory words?

Frankly. Even from the most optimistic point of view, the odds of a child who has been separated from his parents surviving independently are hopefully low.

Heroes can't appear by chance. Luck doesn't favor everyone.

But......

Roland still couldn't help but pray, praying to every god he knew.

Hopefully, someone will have the courage to lend a helping hand to that lonely child.

Not by heroes who happen to appear.

Rather, it happened to be passing by...... Somebody else.

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Throughout the ages, there have been countless ways to stop the enemy's advance.

Set up positions and block them head-on;

bury traps, set ambushes to kill and injure;

Tear down bridges and destroy roads, scorched earth to meet the enemy;

stretching the front and destroying logistics;

Among the many methods, in addition to NBC weapons, there is also a method that can stop the enemy's movement in a very short time, or even make it collapse.

That is to drive away the people and shock the opponent with the crowd.

A certain teacher of the proletarian revolution once said: "Quantity is also a quality." In most cases, this simple philosophy applies. When the bison run wild in herds, the lions can only avoid them. When the army ants marched in a queue, the beasts had no choice but to retreat. As thousands of frightened crowds roared in, trained professional soldiers had to choose between "fleeing" and "being trampled to death."

"What are you going to do?"

Putting down his teacup, Walgrevo happily watched the crowd running wildly in the frame.

To put it bluntly, human beings are just animals.

An animal that can think, speak, use tools, and walk on two legs.

Concepts like law, morality, dignity, etc. It is not so much the crystallization of civilization as the product of affluence. Once cornered, no one can care about those ethereal things. Either huddled together, huddled and shivered, or couldn't even care about their loved ones, and tried their best to escape from danger.

"Even though they're all scared soft-footed shrimp. Only care about the nest that escaped by himself. There are nearly 10,000 of them. Cutting down one or two, or dissuading three or four—it doesn't do anything at all. Besides, you're not going to swing a sword at the lovely people, are you, anyway, you're a 'friend of justice.'" ”

Not "justice", but "friends". That is, "a person who has the character of righteousness" and "a person who agrees with the right doctrine".

The premise of the use of this title is that "justice" exists in the plural, in other words, the hero who saves the people = the friend of justice. Then the people are where the justice lies.

This unwritten rule is about to stand in the way of Roland. Do you want to step on the corpses of the citizens in front of you and not save them? Or will you be trampled into meat sauce by the blind crowd and lose the opportunity to save more people?

If it's a utilitarian or an extremist. They will answer: "For the sake of justice, we have to make a choice and sacrifice some people", "Every life is irreplaceable, the value of life cannot be calculated, but the number of lives can be calculated". As long as the intelligence is properly operated, the public will eventually acquiesce to these justifications. After all, as long as they are not on the side that is abandoned or sacrificed, most people will always be smart enough to remain silent.

Either side Roland chooses, it means that he has failed at the level of ideas - he has repudiated his ideas by his actions.

"The best food in the world. There is nothing more than appreciating the self-proclaimed people who are crushed to pieces under the cruel reality and fate. Virtues, beliefs, and hopes to be spurned and trampled on by the public are better than a century-old wine. ”

Raising the crystal cup, Volgrevo sneered.

300-year-old red wine is just about to touch the lips. Walgrevor's expression froze.

What's going on?

In the picture, a half-bloodied girl uses a cavalry knife to slash through the attacking enemy soldiers, and a nurse and a little girl who does not appear to be more than 10 years old are helping her stop the bleeding and treat her wounds.

Beside them, there were people fighting with swords;

Behind them, the people supported each other and struggled to build a new line of defense.

"It's really a nuisance...... When it's time to die, die quickly. Humans are really hard enough. ”

If left alone, they will eventually die, and people who have lost their inspiration and hope will still act as expected.

But then it was too late.

Snipers can no longer be forced to shoot, too much interference will lead to resentment, and forcing them to shoot nurses and unarmed children will be a violation of the bottom line. In case someone reports to their superiors. Things can get troublesome.

"No way...... It's up to me to extinguish the fireflies-like light of hope. ”

With that, Walgrevo closed his left eye.

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With every breath, you can feel the burning of your throat and lung lobes;

Every time I swing the knife, I experience the pain of my body being torn;

Whether he still holds the twin swords in his hands, if you don't look at them with your eyes, you can't be sure at all.

Severe pain and despair were eating away at her spirit. Several times I felt as if my consciousness was flying away from the tip of a knife, and each time I couldn't help but want to pass out of this illusion so that I could escape from the pain and fatigue.

The reason why consciousness is not interrupted is that Rosetta knows that the moment he escapes, the defeat is established.

In the face of a steady stream of enemies, it is unknown how much point it makes to continue to hold on, and how long it can last. To put it mildly, the so-called meaning may not have existed in the first place. His actions may be nothing more than a death throes.

“...... Miss Nurse, please get away as soon as possible. ”

"Don't say stupid things! There is no nurse who leaves the patient and runs away by herself!"

Matilda, who had just been given the nurse, drank it categorically, as if she had been insulted. Before Rosetta could speak, he turned his face sideways and instructed the girl on the side.

"I want you to help save this big sister, just as I said. ”

The girl nodded obediently and turned to rummage through the medicine box. Matilda leaned her face to Rosetta's ear.

"I don't know if you can really be saved. ”

There was a tremor in the voice that suppressed the emotions as much as possible, and the indelible guilt burned the chest and eyes.

"Seriously...... Whether the three of us, and everyone here, will be able to leave alive is a question. ”

Everywhere there were gunshots, screams, and laughter, and the line of defense was already in jeopardy, or rather. is in the midst of a collapse.

Several Titans have already stormed the Tuileries Gardens, ranging in size from small to squadrons. After the desperate resistance of the citizens, the gap in the defensive line was finally temporarily closed.

Everyone knows that it is impossible to repeat the miracle next time.

A wounded swordsman, a girl separated from her mother, a helpless nurse - trying to survive this maelstrom of terror. I'm afraid it's really only the Mother Goddess who comes down to perform miracles.

"Now we are trying to organize the transfer of citizens and medicines through the sewers, and if we can't keep it, both medicines and citizens will ...... Rather than just waste it, it's better to ...... now Use it on you. That's my judgment. ”

As she finished speaking, Matilda could barely cry.

As a nurse, she had long been prepared to deliver death messages to her patients, and had done so more than once. He was blamed for it. Begged, reprimanded. She thought that this time she could also bear the past silently as before.

Not at all.

Tell a seriously wounded person who had a chance to live: "In order to save more people, please continue to fight". Inject her with drugs that forget her pain and make her fight to the death-

This is a nurse who is determined to heal and save people, no, is this what a human being should do? Is this an act that can be forgiven?

The answer is no, and there is no room for excuse.

Even if the situation is grim, even if someone defends her afterwards. Even if no one scolded her for it, Matilda couldn't rationalize what she was doing.

So—

(Hate me, spit on me.) Curse me, if that makes you feel better-!)

"Thank you. ”

Matilda, who was conscious, didn't expect that Rosetta would say such a sentence. For a while, I couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence and couldn't speak.

"I'm clumsy. ”

Rosetta smiled embarrassedly as she opened the stabbing stab.

Newcomers who can't do anything well and always rush over are often taught the rules of the workplace by the old birds. A rookie who has to rely on others to support himself on the battlefield.

Favorite word is......

The word I used to like was......

...... Zeng.Jing?

Don't kid yourself.

Even now, it's still my favorite.

As long as you have a breath, you must shout out.

"I'm the Rosetta Third Class Military Attache of the Canghua Knights! My favorite word is—Justice!"

There were no shadows, no pretentiousness, and a clear cry resounded across the battlefield.

Thank you for letting me swing my sword. Thank you for letting me shout out that.

Turning her face contentedly to thank her, Rosetta froze.

Matilda took the syringe and fell to her knees in surprise, and the little girl looked at her chest in horror. There, the tip of a knife pierced through the garment, and a cloud of blood red rapidly expanded on the white cloth.

"When you die, you die. Why don't you humans understand such a simple thing? Don't you think it's ugly to hold on to it?"

A Titan officer stood behind Matilda with an eyebrow raised, his hand holding the knife a little stronger.

He spoke in a tone that seemed to be criticizing a mistake in lunch or composition, critical and mean, completely unaware of the tragedy and urgency of the scene in front of him. Presumably, for him, Rosetta's battle and Matilda's decision were just things of this magnitude.

This man does not seem to have lost his mind, and his actions are well organized. But this man ......

"Hero, justice, don't you blush when you say such clichéd words? It's all come to this point, you should also understand that there is no justice in this world at all. After all, this is a world where the strong eat the strong, the strong live, and the weak die. It's good that all the weak should die, and all the guys who protect the weak should die. ”

Rosetta even felt a chill.

It seems that they can talk to each other, but there is no resonance at all. Obviously speaking the same language, the man in front of him seemed to be a more distant existence than an animal or an insect.

"You ......!"

"By the way, you're an eyesore too. ”

Rosetta was about to raise her hand, but the long knife that pierced Matilda's chest had already pierced through her shoulder blade, and in the blink of an eye, her stunned voice turned into a scream.

"Protection, justice, and you soft-footed shrimp?"

Even more so the sharp question of the cavalry knife was thrown over, and I wanted to think about it, but I couldn't do it at all. It's not just because of the pain. What's more-

"You, did you save those guys?"

No.

Obviously fought hard, obviously risked his life to fight, but he still watched someone be killed in front of his eyes.

"If you hold on, those weak chickens in the back will be able to survive?"

There is no guarantee, but the probability of total destruction is overwhelmingly high.

"That's the result. None of you can protect it. So do others, and so do yourself. From the very beginning, you were destined to become food for the Titans, to be killed, to be eaten, to be excreted in excrement. That's all. ”

The arrogant voice, even with a trance aftertaste. Even if you plug your ears, it will still erode your spirit like water penetrating paper.

"Let's be honest, there's not much you can do anymore. Accept the ending!"

Officer Titans, the lodger who embraced the spirit of Walgrevo, laughed and drew his saber neatly. The twin swords that Rosetta had been clenching fell from her hands, and her body fell to her back, her strength seeping into the cold ground with her blood.

"Ahh......hh

Tears slid down her cheeks, leaving a hot sting, and her mouth screamed silently.

Finally...... Why?

Why is this so? Everything is deprived, and the body and mind are completely trampled on. Until now, the way of life that follows the right path and carries out justice has been completely denied. ushered in the most humiliating end.

Why?

Why should justice be mocked?

Why hasn't salvation come?

"Uh-huh, it's finally quiet, for the sake of you finally learning to die. I'll give you a good time. Before that—"

The sinister smile turned to the girl who was shivering and didn't know how to be nice.

"Little girl, what about your family? Separated, all dead? That's really pitiful. ”

Unhurriedly, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on the blade, and his tone was gentle and chilling.

"It's not fun to live alone. Don't worry, it's going to be a relief and reunite you with your family—"

The cavalry sword was held high above the top. The next moment it will turn into a deadly slash.

If a few minutes ago, Rosetta would have rushed forward desperately. But now......

There are no heroes;

There is no justice;

There is no dignity;

The only thing that everyone can welcome is the ending called "death".

(That way, the child will be free.) ）

In the empty heart, a depressed self-muttering echoed.

"You say she'...... Pathetic ......?"

Angry gasp insertion. Walgrevo and Rosetta couldn't help but look sideways at the source of the sound—Matilda, struggling to get up from the ground.

Blood soaked through the nurse's uniform and continued to flow from between her fingers. It may have been that the cavalry knife stabbed a little wide, avoiding the heart and the major arteries, and Matilda survived. Judging from the amount of bleeding, if you don't deal with it, I'm afraid you won't be able to last long.

Phew-ha-

Phew-ha-

The dying breath moved little by little, and the nurse grabbed the nurse's hat from the ground and put it on her head with the blood and dust on it.

"In nursing school...... Taught at the beginning...... Even if you have to take care of it, you can't be sympathetic! Even if you have compassion, you can't be pitiful! Even if you have mercy, you can't say, 'It's so pitiful...... That's the kind of thing you say!"

If you lock people who are trying to get out of their predicament, no matter how hard you try, you will only be reduced to "a really pitiful life".

If you completely break your determination to live a good life for the rest of your life, no matter how positive it is, it will be a pitiful end. ”

It's a nurse...... Something you should never do as a human being.

"Others...... Other people's lives...... You are not needed...... Come...... Rating......"

Facing the saber and cold eyes, and the blood-stained arms held the girl in her arms, Matilda defended herself and the girl's dignity without fear.

Even if it is death, there are some things that cannot be taken away.

"Listen...... Well, maybe there will be many people in the future who think you're pathetic...... But! but...... Only yourself...... to be able to express your own feelings about your life!"

After finishing with all his might, his body, which could no longer support it, slipped and fell to the ground.

"That's all, let's talk more. ”

The sneer became deeper and darker, and the gloomy eyes were fixed on the female nurse.

"What can you say until you die? beautiful words? remorse, lamentation, wailing......? What a bunch of poor guys!!"

The long knife swung down hard.

This was undoubtedly the most satisfying moment for Walgrevo.

Ravage, mock, and despise those who pretend to be honest and upright, and devalue their way of life to the point of nothingness, and sip tears of lamentation. Breathing, roaring, and wailing. The outdated idea of "justice" is completely rejected.

"W-"

Walgrevo's smile suddenly distorted.

Rosetta was supposed to have lost all his strength and faith, and soon to die of hemorrhage, jumped up and pressed against Matilda and the girl, using her as a shield to block the cavalry sword.

"You damn it!"

"I'm ...... The third-class military attache of Rosetta of the Canghua Knights! How could he watch ...... Civilians are being killed in front of their eyes!"

"Then you should die, and die with ideals!!

Long knives slashed down one after another. That's not a chopping anymore, it's just a blind venting and abuse.

The flesh was sliced away, the bones were split, the internal organs were pierced, the consciousness was fading, the pain was fading away, and the only arm that protected others did not let go.

(God...... O God Almighty...... Please, save this child and the nurse, let this child ...... Let people ...... ）

Rosetta wracked her last strength in prayer. A white streak of white in the blood-colored field of vision rapidly enlarged, and by the time I noticed it, it had already covered the world.

Swifter than the wind, fiercer than the flames, whiter than silver, brighter than lightning.

The legend flashed across Rosetta's sight, and the white rose-like girl rushed in front of her, swinging her greatsword from top to bottom and slashing through Officer Titans' chest.

The body was lifted up, and the head rested in the warm arms. Looking up at the girl who looked like a legendary knight, Rosetta opened her mouth.

"That...... Girl...... Nurse ......"

"They're fine. Thanks to you. ”

"Yes...... Ah......h

Blood bubbles spilled from his mouth, and the hand he had been holding on to finally let go.

After relieving my mind, my body became more relaxed and my vision became much clearer. Rosetta carefully looked at the girl in front of her.

Light and soft long blonde hair, dignified and beautiful facial features, smooth and white skin like ice and snow. The soft and beautiful contours of the face - it is said that it is the daughter of the cardamom years, I am afraid that no one will doubt it. Maybe he will feel sorry for her to put on her armor and go to the battlefield, and reach out to stop her.

But as long as you look at those blue eyes that are as fresh and pure as a clear spring, and look at the serious and gentle eyes, you will understand that she is not just imitating a knight. It's the one who carries something on the battlefield.

(Perhaps...... This man is worthy of trust. ）

Rosetta took the girl's hand.

“...... Yes...... Belch...... I've ...... Exert oneself...... ......"

Without saying a word, the blood blisters in his mouth overflowed, almost blocking the trachea, and a simple single sentence almost drained his strength.

The girl clasped Rosetta's hand and nodded vigorously.

"Although I tried my best...... But it's still not enough...... It's simply not enough...... I'm a clumsy person...... Let a lot of people ...... Giving up his life in vain......"

Comrades-in-arms who couldn't reach out of their hands, people who didn't have time to reach them when they stepped forward, and nurses who couldn't protect them from harm when they were close at hand. Obviously they were only close to saving them, but they could only watch ......!!

The feeling of powerlessness and unwillingness to turn into tears blurred the vision, but there was a voice shouting in my heart.

I can't say "that......!" I should know very well how painful it is to be entrusted with "that thing"!)

Please think of a way-

Please save us-

Please dedicate yourself-

Please be-

I was asked so much, I was prayed for like this, but I still couldn't save people. Bear the blame and disappointment of others, and suffer the harsh criticism of your own conscience.

"That thing" is so harsh on the living of flesh and blood.

The mouth still speaks.

"On my own...... There's no way to ......."

(Absolutely can't say!!)

The voice in his heart was raised to the extreme, and the last bit of strength turned into a crying commission.

"Please...... Be a hero!!Save the people...... Get away from this damn war disaster!!"

Self-blame and remorse boiled together, and tears soaked his face and neck.

As a human being, Rosetta could no longer shoulder the moment called "Now", and all she could do was to entrust the burden to someone else - she didn't know it. But people who can still take on the present and think about the future.

Unable to uphold justice oneself and demand that others carry it out...... This is out-and-out cowardice.

The girl swordsman, who was ashamed of this, closed her eyes and bowed her head deeply.

"I promise you. ”

The unmistakable answer made Rosetta raise her head again, and the first rays of the morning sun shone on the girl, making that solemn, strong, and gentle smile seem incomparably divinely beautiful.

"I'm going to be a hero. It is time to raise the banner of justice. ”

As if hearing someone shouting around her, and what the girl who didn't even know her name was shouting again, Rosetta had no strength to think and respond.

The girl swordsman smiled contentedly and slowly closed his eyes.

Putting down the girl who was as quiet as a deep sleep, Roland got up silently.

(If there really is a hero, you are...... You are the only ones. ）

If the person who "dedicates" his life is a hero.

The knights of peace who stood up and died defending the people;

Running through the flames of war, regardless of the danger. nurses who refuse to give up on anyone;

Help each other, support each other, strive to save themselves, and guide the evacuated people;

Everyone here is a hero who is not inferior to anyone else and does not lose to anyone.

But, despite this, ask others to be heroes.

(That's right...... That's kind of how it works. ）

Inhale hard and let the air from the battlefield fill your lungs. Roland rolls over and rides the unicorn.

There were countless crazy armies in front of him, but he just scanned the enemy formation that pressed up with a cold gaze. Swinging his long sword, he pointed at the enemy formation like a dark cloud, and shouted:

"I'm Jean Darch from Orleans, the thief army of Titans, come if you're not afraid of death!!"

No longer resisting the hypocrisy of the pseudonym and the female body, Roland, bathed in the rising sun, shouted a declaration of counterattack, turning into a white flash and splitting into the surging dark clouds.

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- Quack, a

A silent scream came out of his mouth, and it was transferred to the mind of a part of the host. Forcibly torn apart and vanished.

It was like the pain of a torn flesh.

"It's impossible! It's not scientific...... A group of soft-footed shrimp that should have lost their dignity! What the hell is going on!"

The room was shaken by hysterical roars, the glass windows wailed with a trembling wail, and with a loud bang, the table shattered to pieces, and fine cutlery and delicacies were scattered to the floor. The red wine that was faint reflected the fierce appearance of Walgrevo.

He was going mad.

One of the ultimate manifestations of "arrogance". Any objection other than oneself will not be recognized. In other words, extreme self-centeredness.

There is no room for others to ignore it, and if someone objects to it, or if the situation deviates from their expectations, they must be eliminated, even if it is at all costs.

“...... I will not tolerate it. ”

A dangerous murmur echoed through the room, rising sharply into a roar.

"I will not allow it! In that case, then I will smash you all! I can also send mobile troops and commandos to kill all those miscellaneous pieces! All those who do against me will die! By the way, there are also trains and guns on standby outside the city! No matter whether it is human or dignity, they will all be blown up! There will not be even scum left-"

"Don't be delusional. ”

The cold voice ran through Volgrevo, and the madness instantly turned into a cold sweat and ran away, and the body trembled involuntarily.

"I'm not against making small moves. Originally, your seven original sins were works with serious personality defects, and to be honest, it was a strange thing to divide An'an. As long as it doesn't affect the task and doesn't deviate from the basic principles, it's your own business to do what you like. If we deviate from this premise......"

"Your Excellency, I ......!"

Before he could say anything to defend himself, his neck was choked by "something", and the handprints that appeared out of thin air on his neck stifled the sophistry, dragging Walgrevo away like a dead dog, his head pressed against his back, and his face raised up to the ceiling.

An impeccably elegant smiling face overlooked him.

"First, justifying at this time will only make you look retarded, and second, I came here to do business, not to spy on battlefield intelligence, and suddenly realized, 'Ah, how can my Roland be so cute,' and immediately came from thousands of miles away. ”

The red pupils contained a cold enough to freeze the darkness, and the smile was innocent, like a child playing with insects.

Facing the pale face of Upper Walgrevo sticking out his tongue, Li Lin said in a cheerful tone like singing:

"The biggest problem with the seven original sins is that some of your impulses are so strong that from time to time there will be confusion between ends and means, and even the original ends will be replaced. It is said that it is for the task, but it turns out that self-recognition is the highest priority. When it comes to you, you only focus on the spiritual level - when you see someone emotional, you have to completely crush him, and if you can't do it, you will completely destroy the other person physically. It's really a simple and easy-to-understand child's temper...... So, it's not good to educate from time to time. By the way, I didn't lie to you about Roland's question. You must know that unexpected situations and extreme challenges are the best catalyst for growth, and you can't usually do it if you want to do it. It's great to have someone as obsessive as you come forward for me. ”

The pleasant voice turned into a bad chill and traveled all over his body, and he couldn't get anything out of his throat, so he could only stick his tongue out and let saliva drip down the corners of his mouth.

Even so, you can't move a finger, and the angle of your head is constantly adjusted to make sure that you can always see the condescending smile when you turn your eyes up.

"Before the concept of 'negation' was created, you acknowledged the existence of the concept of 'justice'. It's the same as when an atheist says the phrase, 'There is no such thing as God,' and there is already a concept of God in mind. ”

When asked, "Is this justice?", a ruler comes to everyone's mind. In this way, a distinction is made between "justice" and "injustice".

There is no justice in this world - many people say so. In fact, this is not the case, some people believe in good intentions, some people deny virtues, and everyone has his own righteousness. Justice has long been pervasive in the world, attached to the crowd, and overflowed to the point that the messengers of justice would pass by in the streets. As for the compatibility of justice between them, that is another topic.

Shouting out to deny justice and taking action against "righteous friends" is completely putting the cart before the horse.

If you really want to deny justice;

Really to deny the words of righteous friends;

Wouldn't it be enough to deny "there is still hope for this world" from the beginning?

"From then on, until I get down to business, it's a penalized game time. While we admired Roland's performance, we tried out the educational methods that I had recently come up with. As the saying goes, 'A healthy mind resides on a healthy body, and in order to ensure mental soundness, it is necessary to first make the body sound by physical means. For example, tens of thousands of nanotubes are pierced into pores, pierced through capillaries, and slowly pressurized to the point of bleeding and sweating all over the body, the body is cooled to the point of near-death, and then heated to the critical point of protein coagulation...... Nothing to be afraid of, unlike the Kimpa bracelet, it's pure surgery. Use a scalpel, a cutter, a drill, bolt cutters, and a chainsaw to swap Pinas for Wegina and open the door to a new world...... Sorry, I forgot to bring it when I went out. But you have to trust my technique, the whole process is not painful at all~ ”

One by one, the instruments glowing with cold light came out, and the mouth of Walgrevo, whose eyes were about to turn white, overflowed with saliva, and his limbs spasmed violently. (To be continued.) )