Chapter 572 Resistance consciousness is the first step to form oneself.
"I hate them very much. They are paranoid and stubborn. Under the appearance of pretending to be barbaric is a sensitive heart. The other side of roughness is madness, which is the inability to release after feeling the pain. Feeling, as long as you see a little light, you will think that this is the whole world, and material life and spiritual thought form a very abnormal relationship."
These insightful words of his little niece made Imrik feel good, and he did not waste his efforts in making special arrangements. It’s always good to see more of the old world.
When Philonina saw her uncle, he just sat on the chair without saying a word. The dim light made his stern face look more serious. The small room was completely isolated from the outside world, except for the crackling of firewood. .
Afraid that he had said the wrong thing, he could only carefully poke his head out and defend his remarks, "I just said some immature opinions. Don't take it too seriously. At least they are still useful now." "
You Ah, I used to be quite lively when I was a child, following us all day long muttering that I wanted to be a heroine. Why have I become so cautious now?"
Filonina stuck out her tongue, even though her uncle was only wearing casual clothes. , but the momentum has not dissipated at all. If you are alone with an unfamiliar person, you will feel psychological pressure in a few minutes.
When Imrik saw his niece's pretending to be cute, he covered his forehead. He was a little too doting on her, but fortunately the little girl knew the truth and didn't use this affection to do anything extraordinary. matter.
But she's not too young anymore, so she can't just keep the family legacy and wait until the right age to find a brat to get married.
"If you really have no interest in business, then come to the palace and become a female official. The descendants of the Woodrow family must not do nothing like a vase." She was about to refute, but when she saw her uncle's firm eyes, Philonina could
only Holding her nose and admitting it, she has no fighting talent. For things like war, it is enough to have a male in the family. Women are the last guarantee of continuity. Without absolute certainty, they must not fall into crisis.
"I understand, then what should be done."
"It depends on what you think. Adilla is responsible for the internal affairs of the palace. You can communicate with her. I believe that the most suitable position will be arranged for you."
"I kind of want to work in diplomacy. I can enrich my experience by walking more..." The knock on the door
interrupted Filonina's words, which made the little girl feel a little discouraged. Everything was not going well, even It's the same thing with my uncle.
Creon first looked around the room. After seeing Filonina's dissatisfied eyes, he knew that he had interrupted the harmonious conversation between the two, but his duty still required him to explain the source.
"Mazov wishes to see you."
These words made Imrik squint his eyes and turn his gaze to the burning fireplace. He had just discussed the next move of the Four Righteous Gods with Berannar yesterday, but he did not expect that he would come today.
"Let him in."
Creon nodded to express his understanding, and Philonina could only stand up with a sullen face and salute to indicate that she was leaving first. Public affairs are public affairs, and private affairs are private affairs. The prince must not be allowed to spend time on trivial matters.
"Then I'll leave first. I hope I won't have to stay here for too long."
"Well, you and the people from the embassy will be stationed in the battleship first. After I resolve the matter here, we will go home together." Wrapped in a bloated cotton-padded
jacket, The girl walked out of the wooden house and glanced at Mrs. Kisli who was following Creon.
She had met Mazov before, but her first impression was that he was just a puppet that used the past to drive life forward. He had no purpose or thoughts and lived on the remaining will.
But this time, the one eye gained brilliance and seemed to understand what the meaning of life was.
"I hope he won't cause trouble to my uncle." The sensitive girl yawned obscenely and headed to the battleship accompanied by the Flame Knight. Many people knew the prince's love for his niece.
Not only because of the affection of the few relatives, but also because this girl, who was only a hundred years old, looked very similar to the mother who passed away peacefully in the bedroom when Imrik was traveling.
After Creon closed the door, Imric leaned on the armrest and supported his cheek with the back of his hand, silently watching the soldier who had never paid attention to him before.
The power of the gods surges vigorously in his body, like a beacon in this dark land, turning into light to attract the worship of all confused people.
"This should be the first official meeting between us, Mazov, or the Chosen One." "
I prefer the former, which means that I am an independent person with my own personality and will, rather than being attached to An appendage of something invisible."
Imrik clasped his hands together and began to applaud. It was commendable that such a thoughtful person could appear in such an ignorant country.
"Well, I have to say that you did make me look wrong, but if I had known earlier, with my habits, you have become nutrients in the soil of Lustria." "Can I sit down and talk about
recent events? It's a bit tiring."
"Please do it."
Mazov pulled out the chair and curled up in the wolf-skin blanket. He had expected to meet the Dragon Prince, but he didn't even feel nervous at all.
After all, for a dying person, this kind of thing is just superfluous.
He didn't immediately explain what he wanted. He turned his head and looked at the flames in the fireplace and murmured to himself,
"My father once told me that we can see everything in life in the flames. I have tried countless times to see everything in the flames." Find the direction for the future. But the final result is that people like us become worthless victims. This kingdom still continues the previous rules and uses countless blood to maintain this fragile order." "The number of people at the bottom is getting bigger and bigger
. If there are too many people like Lascoeur, the social order will be more stable. This is an unchanging truth. If there are too many people like Rascal, the nobles will always feel that they lack a sense of security and their lives are controlled by others." "I know, but
I I don’t think that people at the bottom should lose their value forever and become victims of the aristocracy to gain fame. We pay a lot, but get very little. This gap will only grow wider. Those with vested interests will not break this rule, but only Because in their eyes, we are just insignificant resources."
"Oh, what are you going to do with this God-chosen status? Become a religious leader and carry out a reform to awaken people's piety towards their faith? You know how to sit down
? The person in front of you is the ruler of a kingdom and the biggest vested interest. Although the political situation in Kislev cannot affect me, my class attribute has already put me on the opposite side of you." "No, I will
. Death, while this beheading operation is going on. As for the so-called class antagonism, no one is born to be a slave and is assigned his fate without knowing it. We should have the choice to become the person we want to be."
Im Rick was thoughtful. It was obvious that the chosen one was not satisfied with the fate arranged by the gods. He wanted to make a self-sacrifice in exchange for the people's understanding of themselves. Since Mazorov, who was born as a commoner, could get rid of the vampire tsarina, then the others Naturally too.
No matter how it ends, a sharp sword hanging over the ruler's head has been formed, and all those who ascend the throne will consider how to deal with it if a similar person appears next.
"Your idea is very good. Maybe the future tsar will be afraid of people who can threaten his rule among the civilians, but with the Patriot Army here, he can only choose to compromise. And if a tough policy is adopted, the next 'vampire' tsar will appear again, Then there will be another self-sacrificing hero who awakens the closed consciousness of the people." "
But you don't seem to have considered a situation. If you die in Kislev, the gods who protect this land will soon become dormant. You died as a soldier, not as a chosen one."
Mazov raised his head sadly and sighed, "I understand, but there are trade-offs in everything. The gods protected Kislev, but in the end you have to walk in this world. We are still the children of our motherland. We have relied on them for so long that we have forgotten how to live alone. It is time to go our own way." (End of Chapter
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