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“Let the people be the masters of their own destiny!”
After hearing this, Joan of Arc felt as if she was struck by lightning.
Let the people be the masters of their own destiny!
Joan of Arc dared to bet that if such words were spoken in the previous territory, within half a day, someone would come to take you to the vegetable market to swing.
"Ms. Xier...where did you hear this from?"
Xier stood up, then walked to a bright place, through the faint light.
Xier spoke again:
"Red Giant."
"Red Giant, is this the god that Miss Xier believes in?"
Joan of Arc asked. She didn't know why, but she felt a little lost at this moment. Perhaps it was because Seele didn't believe in the God of Light, or perhaps it was because the God of Light might really be the same as Seele said...
"Miss Jeanne, I have to correct you. The Red Giants are not actually gods. They are human beings just like you and me, just ordinary people."
After hearing this, Joan of Arc looked at Xier with a confused expression, as if Xier was just having fun by herself.
However, when Jeanne saw Seele's determined eyes, she began to waver. Could it really be as Seele said...
Those red giants are not gods. Aren’t they just a group of people like us?
"Is it difficult to understand? That's right. After all, their ideas and thoughts are still too advanced for you and me, and even for the entire world.
Miss Joan of Arc, have you ever heard the phrase "Long live the people?"
At this moment, Luo Bo looked at Xier and felt that the girl in front of him was a little depressed. If the girl in front of him was not a girl, he might really feel that Lord Reborret was here.
Joan of Arc and the people behind her looked at Seele in disbelief.
Long live the people... When did the words "long live" become associated with the people... How impossible this is.
At this moment, Joan of Arc seemed to understand why Seele had said those words to her before.
Indeed, if the current Sapphire Territory still hands over power to the nobles for continued management, the same problem may occur again.
The nobles never cared about the lives of the common people. To them, the common people were just a good tool in their game.
Whether they need to make money or wage foreign wars, these cheap civilians will be the nobles' first choice.
But even if they knew about it, what could these civilians do? What else could they do besides accept it silently?
Stand up and resist? But who dares to resist...
Suddenly, Jeanne looked at Xier in front of her and asked doubtfully:
"Are you going to lead us in rebellion against the nobles and end this war?"
Xier nodded, and then said:
"Luo Bo should have made it clear. I came here to end this war and make Sapphire Territory truly the harmonious and peaceful place you described."
"Ms. Xi'er... I will unconditionally support you in saving Sapphire Territory and the civilians here, but before that, could you please answer a question for me?"
Xier nodded.
"Ms. Xi'er, has the God of Light I've always believed in been wrong all along... Is there really something wrong with my faith?"
Joan of Arc was a little confused at this time. After knowing about the red giants that Seele mentioned, she began to doubt the God of Light for the first time.
Will the God of Light really come to save them? Will the God of Light really not give up on them?
Although they didn't want to admit it, the truth seemed to be that the God of Light had truly given up on them...
But Xier and the other red giants did not give up on them. They came to the Sapphire Territory and chose to save them.
"Does the right or wrong of belief really matter? Jeanne, were all you did because of the oracle given by the God of Light, or were you doing it by choice?"
Why did Joan of Arc choose to leave the Vatican and help these believers?
Was it because he saw those innocent civilians being ruthlessly hacked to death by Aigla's long sword?
Is it because he saw those pretty boys and girls being taken away and raped by Mare and Palma?
Or was it because he saw those so-called failed experiments thrown out by Vickers?
Yes, that's right. It was because of seeing all this, seeing those believers who came to the Vatican to pray in such a dangerous situation, that Joan of Arc wanted to ask the Vatican to protect them but was not allowed.
Even the poor civilians that Joan of Arc had snatched from them were driven out by the rest of the Church.
Under the pretext of not interfering in the political struggles of the territories, the Holy See said it would not interfere.
At that time, Joan of Arc's inner faith had actually been slightly broken, right?
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On the other side, in the Sapphire Territory, in Viscount Vickers' room.
There were all kinds of iron cages in this room, and one poor civilian after another was locked in them like livestock. There were old people, children, men, and women, all naked, locked in iron cages, with dim eyes that had lost all color.
If you look closely, you'll find that these people's hands, feet, and bodies seem to have been modified, with strange organs or mechanical structures on them, and some of them no longer have any human form at all...
"Lord Vickers! Today's prisoners have been captured."
Listening to the words coming from behind the door, Vickers did not withdraw from his experiment. He continued the transformation in his hand without turning back, and then ordered:
"Tell all your men to come back in the next two days. Things are about to get out of control."
At this moment, Vickers looked outside with a gloomy face and muttered to himself:
"The Red Dragon Territory has also sent people here. Interesting, really interesting. But I wonder who among you will have the last laugh?"
Then the sound of chainsaws cutting flesh and people screaming rang out again.
At this moment, in Vickers' room, a mass of black substance in a jar suddenly changed its shape, but then it became quiet again, as if nothing had ever happened.
Of course, if Reborette were here at this moment, she would probably recognize what this thing is.
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"Ms. Jeanne, do you have any questions?"
Joan of Arc shook her head and looked at Xier with some gratitude.
At this time, Joan of Arc gave up the God of Light, whom she had believed in for many years, and converted to the Red Giant.
Nothing else, but the words "Long live the people" made Joan of Arc willing to rededicate her faith to Him.
"Thank you, Miss Xier, as I said to Mr. Luo Bo..."
Swish!
At this moment, Chix suddenly appeared beside Xier and said seriously:
"Big Sister Xier, this is bad. We've been exposed. Someone is already heading here."
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