No, did Viktor have a preordained plan that his father would crawl out of Valhalla?
The members of the Mage Council were already working overtime, while the audience's emotions gradually grew heavy.
What?! Another person connected to Viktor has appeared?!
They initially thought the general's direct request for manpower from the goddess of justice was to end Victor's life.
Now look what's happened! The one who dared to ask the goddess of justice for people is actually Victor's father!
How the hell do you play this?
It would be better to let the goddess of justice continue to judge Victor!
At the same time, the goddess of justice also fell into deeper confusion.
"Tesnato..."
She repeated the name softly.
Perhaps growing impatient, Tisnato ceased waiting, shouldered her flaming blade, and coldly questioned the goddess of justice:
"What? Are you doubting me?"
“Let me tell you, I raised Viktor from a young age, and I know exactly how many moles he has on his butt.”
To be honest, both Erica and Aurelion were extremely interested in this topic.
Only Lia blushed upon hearing this and muttered softly:
"What nonsense... Viktor doesn't have a mole on his butt."
Priscilla: "?"
As a pureblood vampire, Priscilla heard Lydia's whisper with her extraordinary hearing.
Her mind went blank for a few seconds, then began to race. Her pink lips parted, and she stood there, speechless for a long time.
It was as if Liya's words had given her some new knowledge.
So, stop arguing with me.
A gruff voice emanated from beneath the hellfire helmet, sounding like a wild beast about to unleash its fury, sending out a dangerous signal.
"If you still can't make a choice, you'd better hand over Viktor as soon as possible."
"But thinking about it, what choice do you really have?"
At this point, the goddess of justice turned her head, her gaze, hidden beneath her helmet, once again fixed on Victor.
Although no one could see her eyes, everyone could sense her deep confusion.
"After all, this choice has nothing to do with fairness and justice."
As Tisnato finished speaking, the goddess of justice paused slightly.
A new brightness seemed to appear in her eyes.
Indeed, the choice she faced was like a dilemma between two railway tracks.
One person is tied to one track, and five people are tied to another.
She needs to decide whether to let the trolley kill five people to save one, or kill one to save five.
But the trolley problem has never been about fairness and justice.
Choosing either side will bring misfortune to the people on the other side.
Essentially, this is a question about human nature.
On one side of these five people, they naturally did not want to become victims.
They would rather see the other party pay with their life for their survival.
Similarly, the person on the other side also didn't want to die, and he hoped that the five people on the other side would make way for his life.
In this trolley problem, the right course of action for the goddess of justice should transcend mere choice.
It shouldn't just be about saving Viktor, or sacrificing Viktor to save the whole world.
If she were a goddess of justice, she should choose to save everyone.
Because she possesses that power.
Because she is a god, not a human.
But this deity, because of this difficult problem, fell into the human mindset's dilemma and the trap of human nature.
Because it's very simple.
The goddess of justice failed to be fair and impartial, and did not treat everyone equally.
Her intervention to save Viktor was not because she firmly believed in Viktor's innocence.
That was just a way to justify their behavior.
That's why people are angry about her seemingly plausible but actually flawed logic.
Because, in the eyes of most people, the goddess of justice's actions were tantamount to turning a deadly trolley toward them.
The reason for doing this was simply to save Viktor.
When humanity becomes a part of the standards by which the goddess of justice acts...
She is no longer worthy to be called a deity.
So, what else is there to say about this choice?
"..."
No.
Therefore, the goddess of justice spoke again.
"I cannot hand Viktor over to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience fell silent.
But their eyes widened, and a hint of surprise welled up in their hearts.
Is it possible that the goddess of justice is finally going to judge Victor?
At this moment, Tisnato seemed somewhat puzzled.
"Huh? Why?"
He stared coldly at the goddess of justice, and questioned her sharply:
"What right do you have to restrict Viktor's freedom, you mere goddess?"
"Because I don't trust you."
As she finished speaking, Tisnato gripped the heavy blade too tightly, his arm trembling slightly.
He laughed in a fit of rage, his laughter sounding arrogant and tinged with mockery.
"I am his father, and who are you?"
"What right do you have to make choices for Viktor?!"
call--
In an instant, a mysterious cold wind swept across the field.
A light, cold wind swept across the sky, seemingly bringing a touch of coolness to everything around.
At the same time, the wind swept past the helmet covering the eyes of the goddess of justice.
It was as if they had been completely liberated.
Her silver helmet, which concealed her face, shattered like ice crystals, turning into countless chaotic fragments that dissipated downwards.
Those innocent, slightly pale eyes appeared, gazing firmly at Tisnato.
A playful breeze blew, ruffling the ends of her long, silvery-white hair, making it dance in the wind.
Swish—
Her long silver hair danced in the wind, like winter snow, leaping freely and gracefully through the air, releasing peace and gentleness with ease.
“I am his wife.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the fleeting, gentle, and chilling wind seemed to freeze everyone in the world.
Like the tranquility of winter, it swept through the hearts of countless viewers, cooling their boiling and restless hearts.
"Are you satisfied with this reason?"
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