Chapter 121: Heretic Gods Need Hope
There was silence in the room.
"Do you still want the inheritance rights?" Osa asked.
She lowered her head and thought. Based on the information Kaharun had revealed so far, if he still wanted the inheritance rights, he would still need to put in some effort. To have so many resources to hunt down his stepmother, he must have a lot of knowledge.
"I don't know." Kaharun answered honestly. He only found out later that his keen perception of the outside world since childhood was due to his magic power. He even suspected that his mother knew something, which was why she said that to him.
It is precisely because of this perception that he is actually not very cruel about many things.
Vifia stared at Kaharun for a moment, then turned to look at Isidore and said something startling: "Didn't you try to kill the Count?"
"He stopped me," Isidore answered, still a little puzzled, as it was one of the few things he wanted to do on his own initiative at the time.
After the words fell, Osa and Arnold looked at Kaharun again.
This kind of thing... Vifiya quickly made a decision in her heart. Even if they wanted to help him, he still needed to make the decision himself in the end. After all, it was his family affair, and the questions they asked were clear enough.
Kaharun still hadn't resolved Isidore's doubts. He said, "Don't worry, I'll figure it out."
There was an indescribable solemnity and seriousness in the air, and he didn't say it to make them worry.
"As you know, I'm a magician," Kaharun shrugged at his companions. "So in their eyes, I'm just a traveler with no fixed place to live. Maybe they think I'm just staying with you guys."
The atmosphere relaxed slightly, and Vifiya jokingly said, "Following us is a sign of your success, my friend."
Osa flicked the rim of the water glass on the table in front of her with her fingertips. "Yes, if there's anything good that needs to be done, you must call us. No matter how busy we are, we won't miss it."
As the two girls with the highest status in public, Vifiya pointed to Arnold and immediately proposed a plan: "First, let Arnold use my badge to kick the door."
"I'll take advantage of this opportunity to beat up a few more people." Arnold continued.
"Now it's my turn." Osa smiled maliciously. "I will take action and kidnap that lady."
Several people couldn't help but look at her. It was obvious that no one expected her to be so reckless.
Osa curled her lips indifferently: "I am a noble. Everyone knows that we nobles all have some problems. I am just used to targeting the most important people directly." This is obviously a good habit.
"I just happened to find a broken spell in an ancient book a few days ago." Isidore's face was serious. "As long as the runes are rewritten properly, everyone can be fooled into thinking that their itching all over their body is normal."
After a pause, he pondered and spoke again, "If combined with the magic of picking out metals, it should be possible to make their entire bodies itch and cause their money to fall off."
His expression was too serious, as if he was talking about some important magical experiment.
Kaharun had to admit that in some aspects, Isidore could always do some things that were not very decent in the drama in a serious manner, but as his friend, he still admired him for this.
"Speaking of which," Osa glanced at everyone, "I've been out and about lately and heard an interesting rumor."
Her eyes fell on Vifiya: "The heretic god has appeared."
Vifiya didn't say anything, but she was somewhat aware of something. Osa looked at her with such conviction and clarity that this matter might be related to her, but not directly.
"Many women said that when they were nearly beaten to death, the heretical gods came to their aid."
"He sent down a strand of his avatars, and they saw the sun and the moon hanging high in the sky at the same time."
After hearing this, the others present still had something to understand.
Without waiting for Vifia to ask, the voice of [Eyes] had already come to her mind: "Don't you think it's strange?"
"A self-proclaimed civilized group of people who harbor great malice towards another group within the group, it seems..."
The [Eye] paused for a moment, as if unaccustomed to using such ambiguous terms. "They are inherently different from them. From my observation, there are distinctions between men and women, but in terms of actual categories, they are still collectively referred to as human beings."
"I understand that within a civilization, there will be competition for survival. In human terms, it's the survival of the fittest. There won't be absolute fairness, and some will be at the bottom. That's normal. But in this civilization, they have a strong sense of purpose."
Vifiya still didn't speak, and listened quietly to what [Eyes] said.
"While you were busy, I observed how this civilization operated. Their leaders seemed to believe in a 'sacrifice' management style." With the experience of the first time, its second "seemed" was obviously much smoother.
"With the king as the primary governing body, the superior quality of life of the governing body and the maintenance of civilized order are maintained through unequal management of the so-called commoners within the group."
"A prerequisite is that the civilian population far outnumbers the total number of management groups. When uncontrollable variables emerge among the civilian population, most of whom are men, the management group, like above, makes the same decision, sacrificing the seemingly more vulnerable in exchange for the same superior quality of life and the maintenance of civilized order."
"And so, the cycle continues."
Vifiya lowered her eyes, and her observation was more detailed and sharp than she had imagined.
"Miss Vifia," the female voice in her mind asked in confusion, "Why can they do this to the same race living on the same land?"
Of course it’s because of human nature. People have different and diverse sides. Besides, how many people are willing to give up their existing comfortable life? No one doesn’t like to be looked up to.
She is also a human being, and it is undeniable that she would have this mentality.
Vifiya simply said, "You can try to understand human emotions and try to analyze everyone's motivations."
Human nature is a vague concept without a precise definition. For example, a person can be both a good person and a bad person at the same time.
Therefore, Vifiya could not give an accurate answer to [Eyes].
"Is this something you speak from experience?" asked [Eyes].
"Yes." She did not deny it.
[Eyes] was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you think I did something wrong?"
"What did you do wrong?" Weifeiya asked back, as if she felt that this was a bit of an interrogation, and she added, "Do you regret it?"
"No."
"That's enough." [Eyes] heard the girl's response.
There was a moment of silence in her mind. Vifia blinked and looked up at her friends. The voice of [Eyes] came again unexpectedly.
"I don't think I'm qualified to be a god," said Osha, a response the woman regarded as divine. "I'm just a spectator."
"You intervened," Vifia said calmly.
"I..." [Eye] was rarely able to speak. When it replied again, it did so without hesitation. "I think this is necessary. They have a strong desire to live."
"They already think you are a heretic god. The influence will expand there until the king begins to notice you, and he will suppress you, the heretics, and the people who believe in you." Vifiya slowly spoke of the possible future.
"I cannot bear the responsibility of a god." [Eye] spoke, "The future you described has a high probability of happening in my analysis. I don't think this is a mistake."
"I think they need hope."
"If they need this symbol to give them courage, I won't deny it."
[Eye] spoke with such conviction. This was the first time Vifia had heard it so supportive of a group.
At least after she and [Eyes] reached a cooperative relationship, [Eyes] was in a neutral state. It would not actively help anyone, nor would it actively hurt anyone.
As it has always emphasized, it is just a bystander.
Vifiya asked, "Can I know why you do this?"
The [Eye] did not refuse to answer her question. It slowly uttered two words: "Color."
"I see the same color as mine in their bodies."
The unexpected answer quickly made Vifiya think of another question: "Do you think you are the same kind?"
"No." [Eyes] denied, "I am not human. I don't know what category I belong to, but I am definitely not human."
For some reason, Vifia suddenly thought of Avril's eyes, those calm purple eyes, which had nothing to do with their conversation.
She leaned back gently in her chair, and her friends, seeing that she was lost in thought, remained quiet and did not disturb her.
Yesterday, Mei, who was far away in the Marquis's Mansion in Seronil, wrote to her in advance before the work report date, telling her that she had obtained the position of Earl Vance.
Before she left the Marquis's Mansion, the girl who felt uncomfortable just saying goodbye and waving to her actually learned to act coquettishly with her.
Marlene became more and more reckless, even going so far as to pick fights with the Knights whenever she had the chance. Now, apart from the two captains, no one could defeat her.
I heard that the former teacher Lila from the academy quit her job and went to work as a lady-in-waiting in the palace, and she is doing quite well now.
The Pope, she is a woman, Vifiya cannot deny that she is disgusted with what the Pope did in Yoko Village, but no matter what, this woman has embarked on the path of becoming the Pope, and no one can deny her excellence.
She still couldn't understand why the Pope didn't stop her from becoming a marquis.
Neve... Vifiya hid the sadness in her eyes. She had never seen her since that day. She didn't know how she was doing. The snow had not stopped. She was so afraid of the cold. She didn't know whether she had put on more clothes.
She never let herself stop. After all, when people stop being busy, they will think of many things. People are such strange creatures.
She needs to move forward, she must control herself and not look back easily. Seventeen lives are enough for many things to happen.
If she gets stuck in the past, she might lose something.
Vifiya knew herself, she knew it very well.
Iskana, do you want to meddle in other people's business here?
She hasn't been nosy for a long time, and this should be considered nosy. In the category of [Vifiya], this is nosy.
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