"To give up your life just for a group of strangers, and even if you kill yourself, who can guarantee that the other party will not backtrack? After all, Kasa is a notorious madman emperor, and your sacrifice is likely to be fruitless, what would you do?"

"I don't know, is Connor ......"

If killing Casa could solve everything, the choice was obvious, but James was not a three-year-old, he knew that the consequences of killing an emperor were far more serious than the death of a village, Connor would not do this, he could not really fight against an entire country, maybe he could not do anything but withdraw and stand by.

"That's right, Connor fell down on his knees and killed himself, but don't you think it's strange? If the emperor really wants to slaughter a small village, how can he wait for Connor to stop it? Connor is very powerful, but he is not an all-knowing and all-powerful god, he has the power to do what he can, and there are things he can't do, do you think it's really such a coincidence?"

"You're saying that this is actually a game set up by Casa, and his real purpose is to get Connor dead?"

"Kasa ordered people to give money and food to each villager, and it was given with great fanfare, without shying away, Kasa just wanted Connor to know, this is a play, a play to let the messenger of justice come to the stage to perform, whether he wants Connor to die I don't know, but Connor knows, if he doesn't show up, if he chooses to stand by, then this play will become true, these villagers will definitely die, he knelt down and killed himself for a group of people who tried to persecute him, yes, he stuck to the justice in his heart, but do you think this kind of justice is really valuable？”

“...... I do not know. ”

"Yes, I don't know, the absurdity of a generation of legendary rangers who finally died, I have wondered, did he die at his own hands, or died at the hands of Kassar, or did he die at the hands of the villagers? But then I figured out that it wasn't these people who really killed Connor, but the justice he held in his heart, his reputation as dazzling as the rising sun, no matter how great his heart was, no matter how great his sword was, he couldn't defeat the darkness hidden in the depths of people's hearts, and the messenger of justice never existed, James, I don't object to the philosophy you uphold, I just want to tell you that justice doesn't exist in anyone's body, or in a corner. I hope that before you do anything, you will not simply think from one angle, but think more about why you are doing this, what are the consequences of doing it or not doing it, and what are the consequences?

Can you afford it?

When his father asked these questions, James didn't take it too seriously, Ranger Connor was just a story after all, but he never thought that he would taste the bloody bitter fruit so soon that it was too late to regret it.

I can't afford it, he really can't afford it.

It was he who killed his father, it was his so-called righteous deeds, which finally caused others to be dissatisfied, and that night he was sent away by his father overnight, and at night, the fire was as bright as the blood-red sunset that afternoon, billowing black smoke, but he didn't even dare to look back, hiding in the merchant's wooden box like a rat in a stinking ditch and shivering.

There was only a small hole for him to breathe, and those people would stuff some food and pour some water in, and he hid in that small wooden box for ten whole days, eating, drinking, and lazing in it, and for the first two days he felt guilty, helpless, dazed, afraid, and did not know what to do, but on the third day, all these thoughts disappeared, because he was almost going crazy, and the small and dark box was full of food**, the smell of feces and urine, and he had to endure all this, and even ate and slept in this environment.

It's all because of his ridiculous justice, those childish actions, he thought about committing suicide, and that's it, but he wants to know who the enemy is, and he wants to screw off the other party's head with his own hands!

He tried his best to join the Iron Guard, and used various methods to find out the murderer of the year, but what he felt was far deeper powerlessness than he imagined back then, the son of the marquis, the cousin of the Le family, this identity was so tall that he was a mere centurion, his father was just a viscount, as simple as pinching a worm to death, no wonder at first he couldn't find any clues in all directions.

James felt that something in his heart had been completely killed, and that he had killed it with his own hands.

Is it justice?

No.

It's the naïve child who vainly tries to fight the end of the world, the boy who thinks he represents justice, the waste who can't bear anything, is vulnerable but full of justice!

There has never been a messenger of justice in this world, justice has never existed, it is just self-deception, there is no point in insisting on justice, because you will not be able to move an inch, you will not be able to do anything, he does not want to be Connor anymore, he wants to be the Casa who plays with Connor in applause, the ...... The Mad Emperor!

......

The claustrophobic and dark space is irritating, and the hysterical roar and stench gradually arouse the ferocity in James's heart, and in the face of these crazy slaves, he strikes harder and harder each time, and if it weren't for Rose following behind him, he would almost be unable to resist the killer.

Fortunately, there were not many slaves inside, and most of them rushed out, which was completely different from what James imagined, but he was also happy and relaxed, and the two soon arrived at the passage where the gods were holding slaves, and the stronger stench and bloody smell came to their faces, the slippery and sticky ground, and the stumps and broken arms everywhere, even James couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with his hands.

"Don't worry, since it's all here, you just wait for me here, and I'll go in and find it. James stopped Rose behind him.

The scene in front of him, to say that there are other living people in this place besides him and Rose, is obviously unlikely, and the people of the gods will not be stupid enough to be captured, it is obvious that the people of the gods have already taken advantage of the chaos to run out, as for whether they escaped from the North Wind City, he does not know, but one thing is certain, the students of the rose have either died here, or have already left here, although it is a reasonable inference, but he can't just say these words.

"There's no need to waste time, there's no one alive here but us. ”

A figure appeared around the corner at the end of the passage, the cold voice echoed in the ears of the two, Rose looked up, her expression couldn't help but become complicated, this person was actually Emilia who disappeared not long ago, her nun's robe was stained with blood, and the dark passage reflected her pale face, like Shura who had just climbed up from hell, and her demeanor was not as calm as before, no matter how dull Rose was, she saw a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Amilia, how could you ......?"

As soon as Rose opened her mouth, she was sick to her stomach by the smell that permeated the passage, and before she could finish speaking, she couldn't help retching, and James hurriedly held her and gently patted Rose on the back.

"Nuns of the Old God?

James looked Emilia up and down, and at a glance he understood that the person in front of him was the very beautiful nun in Rose's mouth not long ago, even in this environment, even if she was covered in blood, she still gave people the feeling of being so cold and noble.

"That's right, I came to free the slaves on the orders of the Pope, but ...... You can see that I'm late. Emilia said helplessly.

Liberate the slaves and send only one nun?

James didn't fully believe Amilia's words, and if Hercy intended to use this to further raise the status of the Old God Cult and make the people accept it more quickly, why did she send only one nun?

Besides, Shenlin is not some kind of ruffian, bandit and bandit, its notoriety has long spread throughout the entire continent, let alone a nun, even if all the clergy of the Old God Cult in North Wind City are sent, I'm afraid it is not enough, even if it really doesn't pay attention, even if it only sends one person, then it should follow the Iron Guard, otherwise it will be a troublemaker and sent to death, how much does she Hirsie trust this Emilia to let her come alone to rescue the slave?

"You're saying that the Pope sent you alone to rescue the slaves, coincidentally, not long ago I was in charge of guarding the border and strictly preventing anyone from entering or leaving, so please tell me why I haven't seen you?"

James's tone couldn't help but increase by three points, he didn't trust Emilia at all, it could be heard from Rose's words alone, the two were actually not familiar with each other, it can be said that they didn't know each other for a long time, he was responsible for guarding the border between the noble district and the civilian area, if Emilia was really on the Pope's order, she could have obtained her permission, and then entered the civilian area with the Iron Guard.

The previous situation of the Old God Cult is well known, and he has always been very strange, where did Hessey come from, and was able to pull the Old God Cult back from the edge of the cliff, how did she convince Hazuki?

Everything that has happened in recent days is inexplicably unreasonable, and it is weird everywhere, and this Emilia in front of her, who is she?

"If you are the one who is here to find God's presence, then I suggest you get out as soon as possible, if they run away, what will happen to the people involved in the operation tonight, think about it yourself, by the way, the gray eagle is dead, if you collect his body, you can go to the underground passage. Emilia said coldly.

"What the hell do you mean!?"

James drew his sword sharply, staring at Emilia as if he was on the verge of a great enemy, he didn't believe a word of what Emilia said, he even suspected that the nun in front of him was a fake member of the Divine Arrival, or maybe it was the Divine Presence that had been planted in the Old Gods, maybe it was the means she used to learn about tonight's plan that caused all this to happen.

"Guard, are you going to do anything to me?"