Hmm?
This …
Flying towards his Demon-Hunter Castle, Grimm's attention was attracted by his neighbor's open-air banquet from afar. He felt that it was incredible.
A blazing bonfire was burning on the lawn in front of the castle of the Bright Sorcerer's neighbor. There were seven to eight tables filled with all kinds of fruits and wine. More than twenty sorcerers were dancing and singing around the bonfire to the rhythm of the passionate music. Their laughter came from the bottom of their hearts.
Every sorcerer was filled with joy as they looked at their companions warmly.
In their eyes, it was as if their companions were their real family.
It was a special feeling similar to Chris York and Anna York. Dark Sorcerers had an indescribable and even unimaginable intimacy. Sorcerers were filled with friendship, trust, and warmth.
"This … is the life of a Bright Sorcerer?" Grimm, who was flying in the sky, was shocked.
Yes …
Ever since Fake Faceless Sorcerer took control of the ship that was sailing in the depths of the Jewel Sea, and the moment when an innocent sailor exploded with a flick of his finger, Grimm's original destiny had undergone a fundamental change. From a Bright Sorcerer who was heading towards Lilith's Hut, he had turned into the terrifying and cruel Dark Sorcerer Faction of Black Isotta Academy.
The cruel survival of the fittest on the ship, the low-profile of the newcomers in the Black Iso Tower and all kinds of curses and assassinations, the Bloody Millstone Newcomer Trial, the elimination of Bright Sorcerer apprentices in the regional war …
The Dark Sorcerer Academy gradually trained ordinary sorcerer-apprentices into killing monsters who could adapt to all kinds of cruel conditions. These killing monsters even began to lose some of the basic happiness and trust between humans.
And these Bright Sorcerers …
Uncontrollably, as a Dark Sorcerer, Grimm actually felt a trace of bitterness and jealousy in his heart!
In order to cultivate the most qualified Dark Sorcerers in the Sorcerer World, wasn't the price too high? As for Dark Sorcerers like him, just to survive, wasn't it too high of a price?
Even though they were all humans in the Sorcerer World, why could these Bright Sorcerers have close companions and be encouraged by the rules, while Dark Sorcerers had to bear the pain of inner loneliness?
Why was the Sorcerer Academy so unfair? Why was the Sorcerer World so unfair? Why was fate so unfair?
Why was it that those Dark Sorcerers who seemed powerful and domineering in front of others could only struggle with their tails between their legs when they were in front of others?
What was the advantage of a Dark Sorcerer over a Bright Sorcerer?
There was no benefit at all!
The Dark Sorcerers seemed to have great individual strength and could obtain more benefits than the Bright Sorcerers. However, these so-called benefits were just tools for the Dark Sorcerers to pursue power. The Dark Sorcerers were just puppets of the Ling Family that constantly added all kinds of advanced machinery to their bodies.
No matter how powerful a Dark Sorcerer was, he was just a pawn in the Sorcerer System.
On the other hand, Bright Sorcerers … at least Bright Sorcerers were truly alive. They had more of their own ideals and pursuits in life. They had their own meaning and value system, and they had their own happiness and pain. They were not mechanical puppets that only knew how to kill.
Grimm found it hard to calm his breathing as he panted heavily.
Suddenly, Grimm's body trembled!
He shook his head fiercely. Under the Ashen Mask, Grimm's eyes revealed deep pain and self-blame.
What was wrong with him? Why would he reveal such a weak emotion? This kind of weakness was completely useless!
Whether it was the memory of the cold winter when he was young, or following Old Ham to work in the Viscount's Mansion, or the life in the Black Isotta Academy after that, or even the fateful war that the Sorcerer World had to face, this kind of weak emotion was the most extravagant and useless thing.
He actually envied the life of a Bright Sorcerer?
As expected …
Was the deepest part of his heart just a weak little fellow? Just a pitiful creature that constantly struggled because of his unyielding and longing for the future?
Grimm clenched his teeth. On one hand, he looked at the group of cheerful Bright Sorcerers on the ground with a trace of longing. This scene was so reminiscent of that wonderful time. On the other hand, he clenched his fists tightly, trying to abandon all the weakness in his heart.
No!
This group of Bright Sorcerers was just a group of pitiful creatures.
The intimate and happy life between companions?
But during the Regional Academy War, these Bright Sorcerers watched as their companions died, yet they were powerless to do anything about it. Moreover, their sincere feelings turned into an enormous pain on their backs.
This kind of pain was Anna's pain.
Only after experiencing this kind of pain would every Bright Sorcerer have their own ideals in the depths of their hearts. That was to protect the companions around them from dying in front of them. To make the Sorcerer World stronger and thus shoulder the responsibility that was forced upon the Dark Sorcerers, so that those Dark Sorcerers who had sacrificed too much for the Sorcerer World would never appear again … To pursue stronger?
After the Regional Academy War, on the balloon airship heading to the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, Grimm and Julni met again. Grimm did not see any anger, pain, or hatred in her eyes. He only saw steadiness, calmness, and sympathy.
Could it be that after the Regional Academy War, those Bright Sorcerers who survived had been told something?
And this information had already completely changed the Bright Sorcerers' views towards Dark Sorcerers. It had prompted these Bright Sorcerers to become psychologically mature, aware of some of their responsibilities and abandoned their previous childishness and extremes. Even to the extent that they had developed some kind of self-blame and sympathy for these "pitiful creatures" of the Dark Sorcerers?
Who was to blame for the pitiful fate of the Bright Sorcerers and Dark Sorcerers?
Blame those high and mighty Celestial Sorcerers, blame the Sorcerer World?
The so-called great Celestial Sorcerers were also just a group of pitiful creatures. A group of pitiful creatures who had no choice but to use extreme and effective methods to pass on the Sorcerer Civilization and the continuation of mankind. Even with their wisdom, they had already guessed that their cruelty would inevitably be reviled by future generations, but they had no choice but to do it.
As for the Sorcerer World, it was an ultimate pitiful creature whose life had entered the countdown. Because of their desire to survive, they had no choice but to stimulate the last of their life's energy radiance in order to seek a glimmer of a turning point in their fate.
What could the Sorcerer World and that group of great Celestial Sorcerers blame?
Blame the Abyss Civilization, blame fate?
However, if the Sorcerer World defeated the Abyss Civilization, what would happen to the Endless World? Would there also be a group of Abyssal Ones struggling at death's door lamenting about fate?
But, what was fate?
No!
Sorcerers were creatures who would never believe in fate, because sorcerers were rational creatures. They were a group of creatures who would not succumb to their own rationality and escape from it.
The Sorcerer World would only blame their own weakness, blame their former arrogance, blame their present cowardice. This was the rationality of sorcerers. And it was precisely these emotions in the deepest depths of the Sorcerer World's soul that then gathered into the assembly of the Sorcerer World's Principal Will, the World Core.
Gradually, Grimm completely suppressed his fluctuating emotions and became calm.
Pitiful creatures?
Hmph hmph …
If the Sorcerer World was pitiful creatures, then what about those foreign worlds that had been conquered by the Sorcerer World, those pitiful creatures who had become soul slaves?
They did not even have the chance to be pitiful creatures!
Grimm's gaze was self-deprecating.
What Bright and Dark Sorcerers pitiful creatures? It was just an expression of his own weak emotions. For the common homeland of mankind, as a member of the Sorcerer World, shouldn't it be his duty to pay a small personal price?
In this world, there would always be some people who needed to pay more. Even if this so-called payment could not be understood by others, they were still great.
Just like the competition and elimination rules of the Sorcerer World arranged by the Celestial Sorcerer, ignorant people at the bottom would never understand the true meaning of it.
Because what they saw was only their own tragic fate.
They did not know that if they did not carry out these cruel rules, even their so-called fate would disappear.
…
Space flashed, and a drunken myna appeared on Grimm's shoulder. It actually had to use one of its wings to support Grimm's face to barely prevent it from falling off Grimm's shoulder.
The myna shook its head, as if wondering why it suddenly appeared here. Then, it saw Grimm's Ashen Mask.
"Haha, so it's you little bastard. Come, come, come, come, accompany Lord Myna for a drink. Lord Myna is happy today, so I won't let you pick up bones. Hahaha, this is the real life that sorcerers should live. What Bright Sorcerers, Dark Sorcerers … After the old bastard died, those disappointing little bastards actually divided sorcerers into Bright Sorcerers and Dark Sorcerers. What are they doing? What bullsh * t, how did you become a Dark Sorcerer … "
The myna's mouth was full of nonsense, and Grimm glared at it under the Ashen Mask. He knew that it was completely drunk. After a cold snort, he grabbed its wing and threw it into the Dimensional Gap.
The singing and dancing Bright Sorcerers saw Grimm dressed as a Dark Sorcerer. Most of the sorcerers hesitated for a while, but they only smiled at Grimm and did not say much, and continued with their own things. Only Grimm's neighbor walked over.
"Uh, hello, I'm Angelis." The Bright Sorcerer smiled and handed Grimm a glass of wine.
Grimm performed a simple sorcerer's etiquette, but his cold aura was still a thousand miles away. He took the wine, but because he was wearing the Ashen Mask, he had no intention of tasting it. He said calmly, "I'm Grimm."
"Hmm."
The Bright Sorcerer nodded and pointed at the Bright Sorcerers behind him. "You know, us Bright Sorcerers are always like this. We always gather together to have some fun. I hope we won't disturb you. Hmm, this myna has a character, but we only treat it as a friend, nothing else. "
Grimm saw the old sorcerer's sincere face and nodded casually.
"It's alright. Every Demon-Hunter castle has a soundproof barrier. It's not a disturbance." After saying that, Grimm continued, "As for this myna, although it belongs to me, it's my original soul slave. We're in a symbiotic relationship, not my slave. So if you guys want to be friends, feel free to do so. "
After a short exchange, Grimm took one last look at the singing and dancing sorcerers on his neighbor's lawn, and returned to his Demon-Hunter castle alone.
The solitary figure was a stark contrast to the cheerful and lively scene not far away.
Watching Grimm leave, Angelis held two glasses of wine and sighed softly. "Just because you don't have too many emotions, you've already begun to enjoy and taste loneliness? Just like what my mentor said, Dark Sorcerers are a bunch of pitiful and boring fellows, a group of killing machines specially cultivated by the Holy Tower. "
Angele glanced at the untouched wine glass in his hand and gulped down the wine that he was supposed to serve to Glenn. Then, he walked back to the campfire, swaying his body to the beat of the music. Angele's happy figure was illuminated by the bonfire.
In the dark, a few female demi-humans were quietly cleaning up the leftovers from the open-air bonfire party while looking at the singing and dancing sorcerers with longing in their eyes.
However, none of the sorcerers even looked them in the eye.
Because in the minds of the sorcerers, they were automatically filtered out. They were like street lamps, puppets, and completely ignored their existence.
They were just slaves without any fate to speak of.
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