Without waiting for The World's German Sparrow to respond, Audrey, who maintained her upright sitting posture, slowly said a few words:
"Heavy …
"Pain …"
"Shame …"
Klein listened quietly and didn't comment on Miss Justice's words. He used a gentle tone that was closer to Dwayne Dantes's image.
"Why do you suddenly want to do such a test?"
"It's not a test." Audrey shook her head. "I'm just revealing some of the details that I usually deliberately hide and avoid, so as to see what the real me is in the eyes of others."
After a pause, she moved the corners of her mouth without a smile.
"After the last conversation, I'm really trying to formulate a plan. I intend to secretly manipulate things so that the nobles, merchants, the royal family, and the Church can provide enough food.
"This matter is easy to talk about, but when I actually put it into action, I realized that I couldn't be as resolute and decisive as I thought I would be.
"Some of them are my uncles and aunts. Some of them are my cousins. Some of them are my friends since I was young. Some of them are my elders who took good care of me. Some of them are people I often meet at various banquets and charity events. They are rather friendly people. They formed the basis of my childhood and gave me too much. They are a part of me growing up. They carry my beautiful memories of the past …
"Moreover, the food that they accumulated was not robbed, so their explanation is actually reasonable to a certain extent.
"I really can't bring myself to target them and try to rob them of part of their wealth, at least for now."
When she said these words, Audrey's voice unconsciously became louder, as if she was arguing with someone.
She immediately realized that she had lost her composure. She remained silent for two seconds before continuing.
"Therefore, I want to understand myself more deeply and get rid of the illusion of warmth. Under different gazes, I want to ask myself what I really want, whether my thoughts in the past were impulsive, hypocritical, naive, or a strong will from the bottom of my heart.
At this point, Audrey suddenly smiled.
"Although there are no results yet, the attempt itself has already brought some additional rewards.
"I used to think that I strictly abided by the principle of 'you're just acting', but now I realize that I was almost addicted to acting.
It's different from the other pathways, which require one to portray different identities and occupations. The Spectator pathway's portrayal is completely integrated with one's daily life. Sometimes, it's very difficult to differentiate.
"The simplest example is, who doesn't desire to be loved by everyone? Therefore, I'll wear different masks when facing different people. I'll use the powers of the Spectator pathway to create an image that best matches the other party's wishes. When such things happen more and more, when you do it to everyone, you're already addicted to 'acting' and are about to lose yourself. "
Klein nodded slightly.
"This is a very good harvest."
He didn't comment on Miss Justice's previous words.
Audrey was silent for a while, then slowly said,
"Recently, I've reread the East District investigation report that my father got someone to do, and I've gained a new understanding of many things.
"Before the war, many poor people, workers, and farmers lived a life similar to today's. They lived in hunger and pain for a long time. The amendments to the Poor Law, the mandatory regulations on labor hours and the environment, and the control of air pollution have indeed brought about some improvements, but only a little …
"When the war ends, if — if we defeat the apocalypse, will similar things happen again?"
As she spoke, Audrey pursed her lips and fell into silence.
Klein could sense Miss Justice's confusion and bewilderment. After some deliberation, he didn't say the answer he had in mind. Instead, he said in a deep voice,
He said in a deep voice, "These questions of yours, including the truest thoughts you just mentioned, need to be answered by yourself. No one else can replace you.
"I can only give you some suggestions. Go to the fields to see the working farmers. Go to the factories to see the toiling workers. Go to East Borough to experience it in depth. Go to the library and read the newspapers and all kinds of related works of the past."
Audrey listened attentively and nodded seriously.
"I'll try to do it."
She then stood up and bowed to the end of the long, mottled table. Although Mr. Fool had already left, Audrey believed that "He" was watching her.
Just as she was waiting for Mr. Fool to send her back to the real World, The World's German Sparrow suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
"Yes?"
"Hmm?" Audrey asked with a nasal voice.
Klein looked at her and conjured a piece of paper.
"This is a description of a Mythical Creature's character and behavior. I hope you can provide me with help in analyzing 'His' reactions in different situations."
"Alright." Audrey didn't refuse and agreed.
After she took the piece of paper and read the contents, Klein deliberated and said, "Regarding what you just said, I have another suggestion.
"Regarding what you just said, I have another suggestion:" Your doubts and questions are actually divided into two types.
"Your doubts and questions are actually divided into two types. Some are indeed urgent, but some are not so urgent. You can wait for things to calm down before you do an in-depth investigation. Well, when people are anxious, they tend to make mistakes. You'd better distinguish between them."
Audrey thought for a moment and nodded solemnly.
"I understand."
After replying, she suddenly laughed.
"I thought you stopped me at the end because you wanted to bless me. You wanted me to see the truth and still love this World."
Klein was taken aback at first, then he asked with a smile,
"You seem to have read a lot of Rosell The Great?"
"He's an outstanding person, but he's also a very complicated and contradictory person," Audrey said with a faint smile.
Klein nodded indiscernibly and spoke rather slowly, "That's right.
"If I wanted to give you my blessing, I wouldn't say so.
"I will say, I hope that after you see the truth, you will still love your family and friends."
Audrey was stunned. Her lips moved slightly as if she was repeating those two words.
After a few seconds, she closed her eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice,
"Thank you …"
…
Sonia Sea, Rorsted Archipelago waters.
The Blue Avenger led a pirate fleet as it shuttled through the smoke-filled battlefield.
Suddenly, a gigantic fireball flew over from an unknown location. Silver-white beams of light parted the surface of the sea, creating a passageway that didn't originally exist. Surrounded by the majestic waves on both sides, it headed straight for the Blue Avenger.
When Alger Wilson, who was standing at the bow of the ship, saw this scene, he raised his right hand without a change in expression.
A violent tornado suddenly appeared, sweeping up the blue seawater and the silver-white beams of light, making them look like a long snake that soared into the sky and collided with the gigantic fireball.
Boom!
The water splashed and fell like rain.
Alger immediately locked onto a battleship, opened his mouth, and let out an angry roar.
With a boom, the ship was suddenly lifted into the air by a ferocious wave.
Seizing this opportunity, the Blue Avenger's cannons automatically fired, and the rumbling sounds continued without end.
Seeing that the Beyonder on the enemy's battleship still wanted to use the recoil of the fireball to move the ship sideways, Alger suddenly pulled down with his right hand.
A thick bolt of silver lightning struck down, charring the Beyonder's body as he trembled constantly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One cannonball after another hit, and the ship disintegrated in midair.
At that moment, Alger was in a daze. He couldn't help but look down at his right hand.
This is the power of a Cataclysmic Interrer. Is this what it feels like to be a demigod? He sighed inwardly in an intoxicated manner before quickly coming to his senses. He made the Blue Avenger pursue the enemy.
An hour later, the intense naval battle ended, and Rouen's side once again defended the Rorsted Archipelago.
Alger was in a good mood. After the Blue Avenger returned to the port, he called for the sailors to disembark and head to one of the few bars that were still open for a drink.
Rouen had issued a wartime ban on alcohol to conserve food, but for sailors, alcohol was indispensable. Therefore, in a place where the Church of the Storm was in charge, the ban wasn't too strict. Furthermore, the Rorsted Archipelago was rich in resources, and the population wasn't too large. The sea transportation lines were also under control, so food could still be supplied.
After walking for a distance, Alger's gaze suddenly froze.
The street in front of him had been bombarded, and many houses had collapsed. Among them, a huge pothole had appeared in a concrete field, and the four-story building beside it was left in ruins.
The smile on Alger's face disappeared bit by bit.
…
Monday afternoon, three o 'clock in Baekeland time.
Crimson beams of light rose from both sides of the long bronze table, solidifying into blurry figures.
After all the members bowed at Mr. Fool, the gathering directly entered the transaction phase due to the lack of Rosell's diary and the lack of accumulated questions.
Emlyn immediately sat up straight and surveyed the area.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a commission."
"Which Shaman King do you wish to hunt?" According to her understanding of Mr. Moon, Cattleya went straight to the heart of the matter.
"…" Emlyn took two seconds to digest her question. He maintained his elegant smile and said, "You guessed right."
Cattleya nodded slightly.
"Then what kind of payment can you pay?"
Emlyn was once again at a loss for words, a little embarrassed to say the words he had prepared.
At this moment, The World's German Sparrow, who was at the bottom of the long bronze table, suddenly said,
"You found someone from Rose School's temperance faculty to cooperate?"
Emlyn secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Yes."
"Then I can accept this commission." As this was a matter between Miss Messenger, Miss Sharon, and Marić, Klein controlled the fake World to take the initiative to accept the order. "Of course, this requires a certain medium."
Without waiting for Emlyn's response, he made German Sparrow look at Miss Magicians.
"Make some preparations ahead of time."
？ Fors, who had been watching the entire play, had a blank look on her face.
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