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(Today's Chapter 1 ~)
GOR Chapter 486 You Are Not Worthy
It was not as if Du Wei had never let innocent people die … … in fact, he had personally done it before.
At this moment, however, he looked at the innocent tailor before him. He looked at the tears in the man's eyes, the powerless cries, the sorrow of being unable to control his own fate … … all of a sudden, Du Wei found himself unable to say a single word.
What can I say?
Should I tell him that he is sacrificing himself for the sake of the bigger picture? In order to prevent the Imperial Family and the Church from turning against each other, in order to prevent the spread of the evil religion, if the Church were to suppress the authority of the Emperor, then the Church would be unable to raise its head in the future? Or should I tell him that by sacrificing himself, we can avoid more bloodshed and friction?
That is right, this is a great principle. For some time now, Du Wei had gotten used to looking down on those below him from a 'high position'. He would use this' great principle 'to judge, weigh and make a noble decision. He would decide who should be sacrificed and who should be saved.
Yes, there were times when Du Wei would struggle, hesitate and feel conflicted. However, after that, he would gradually become numb to it. He would convince himself: All of this is right! I am 'considering the bigger picture'.
But …
Looking at Groome before him, looking at the tears of the innocent tailor, he suddenly felt that the words' considering the bigger picture 'were hard to come out of his mouth.
Groome's words were very simple and straightforward – there was no depth to them at all. However, it was this depth that left Du Wei unable to answer. In fact, he could not even utter a single word.
"I don't understand. I am a good person. I have not done anything wrong. I do my job with all my heart. I love my family … … but why, why must I die for no reason? Yes, I am a minor character, an insignificant ant. But, my life can be taken away at will? "
Just because I am a minor character, an ant, I must be sacrificed?
My life can be taken away at will?
Why?
Who gave you the right to decide who to sacrifice and who not to sacrifice?
Who gave you this kind of power?
As the thought flashed through Du Wei's mind, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
Looking at the tears of the tailor in front of him, the despair and anger of being unable to struggle …
Du Wei couldn't help but ask himself, "Who am I to judge and decide a person's fate so casually?
The current me, the current Prince Son, the current us … … What's the difference between us and that bitch, the Goddess of Light?
That's right, we are high and mighty, looking down on all living things. We use our 'great principles' to decide the fate of the ants below us.
But what are we? Was it a god? Do we really have the right to take away anyone's life?
Take the overall situation into consideration? So he had to sacrifice himself? But what about the wishes of the person being sacrificed? Could it be ignored?
What about the so-called "small fry" like Groome? From his point of view, he only wanted to live a peaceful life and preserve his lowly life … What did he do wrong?
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For a long time, even Du Wei himself had clearly felt that his heart was gradually becoming cold, hard, cold-blooded, and cruel.
But at the same time, Du Wei had always felt that there was nothing wrong with this. This is how the world works. If you don't eat people, then you will be eaten. For many things, if you are soft-hearted, then what awaits you will be an even more miserable ending.
Therefore, when Du Wei sent that beautiful girl to the grassland, those bright eyes never softened his heart. Even though he struggled in his heart afterwards, he still strongly encouraged himself: I was forced to do this, and there's nothing wrong with it!
Perhaps, today's encounter with an even more mediocre and innocent person like Groome was the reason why Du Wei's already cold heart suddenly regained a trace of warmth.
Yes … … Back then, that girl went without hesitation. She didn't refuse and went with the mentality of sacrificing herself … … Therefore, Du Wei didn't think too deeply about it.
But what about Groome? He was forced to do it! He was forced. He had no choice but to go. He didn't want to die, but he had to.
And this time, although the person making the decision wasn't Du Wei, he was still a loyal follower.
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"Seems like I'm still not ruthless enough." After comforting the poor tailor, Du Wei walked out of the hall. A day of hard work didn't go to waste. At least, Du Wei was full of confidence for the banquet the day after tomorrow.
But with the night wind blowing on his face, he didn't feel relaxed at all.
Yes, my heart softened … …
Even Du Wei himself couldn't tell what was on his mind. Perhaps, it was just a moment of pity.
He looked up at the sky and quickened his steps. He decided to go back to his room and change his clothes. He still had to go back to the Duke's Mansion tonight because he had already sent Elder Yan to invite Mister Lan Haiyue.
But when Du Wei returned to his temporary residence in the palace and entered the courtyard, he suddenly slowed down his footsteps!
His originally squinted eyes flashed with a glimmer of light as he subconsciously glanced at the two palace attendants in the courtyard. The two young attendants were holding a broom to sweep up the snow in the courtyard. Seeing Du Wei coming in from afar, they quickly bowed and saluted. Their faces were the same as usual, and there was no change in their expression.
Du Wei, on the other hand, was staring at his own bedroom.
He turned around and saw that the palace guards outside the courtyard were also very calm … …
Du Wei's face revealed a faint smile. He slowly walked over and waved his hand at the two attendants: "Both of you, leave. Without my order, don't let anyone enter the courtyard."
With that, he strode to the door of his room, pushed the door open, and walked in.
In the dark room, Du-Wei walked to the wall and lit up the fireplace. Under the light of the fire, he turned around and leisurely smiled: "I originally wanted to rush over to see you, but I didn't expect you to come here first."
When he turned around, he saw Lan Haiyue sitting on a soft bench behind him. Smiling, he looked at Du Wei. His old body was wrapped in a blanket as he curled up on the soft bench.
After Du Wei lit the fireplace, the old man stretched his neck and sighed. Then, he slowly said: "It is better to light a fire to keep it warm. Sigh, when one gets old, one's body can't keep up. "
"I didn't expect you to come see me first," Du Wei tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Didn't I ask someone to invite you to my Duke's Mansion to wait for me?"
Lan Haiyue blinked: "But, Your Excellency the Duke, didn't you write the word 'urgent' on the person's palm? Since it is an urgent matter and I have nothing to do, I came here first. You, on the other hand, are an important minister of the country. "
Du Wei humphed, and with a snap, he unscrewed a wine bottle and gestured to Lan Haiyue. The old man shook his head: "I am old. Wine is not suitable for me."
Du Wei raised his head and took a big gulp. Then, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he wants to exhale all the depression in his heart. Looking at the old man: "When you came in, no one noticed?"
Lan Haiyue smiled: "I am afraid that there is no one in the palace who can detect my presence."
Du Wei nodded: "That is true."
With Lan Haiyue's ability, as one of the three disciples of the Great Snow Mountain, the number of people who can defeat him can be counted on one hand. In the entire capital, there may be people in the Shrines who can make Lan Haiyue afraid. But in the palace, there is not even a single Saint.
"I have a very long story to tell you, sir." Du Wei put down the bottle of wine and smiled bitterly: "Now I need some wise advice, or … guidance. I can't think of anyone else who has wisdom as deep as the sea like you. "
Lan Haiyue's smile was very gentle. His eyes, which did not match his old age, were as bright as the stars.
Du Wei also didn't bother to be polite with this grand scholar. In fact, he didn't even have the slightest hint of vigilance and straightforwardly began to speak.
He first began to talk about the sinners in the north. Then, he talked about the fall of the Dragons Mountain and the invasion of the sinners in the near future.
When he finished, he paid attention to Lan Haiyue's expression. But the old man's face was very calm, as if he was not surprised at all.
"You … know?" Du Wei frowned.
"Should I act surprised?" Lan Haiyue's voice was very calm: "I know some ancient legends. There are some ancient records on the Snowy Mountain. Moreover, in recent years, the Empire suddenly changed from its previous procrastination. First, they destroyed the Northwestern Army, stabilized the internal situation, and then spent a large amount of military funds to expand the army. They also spent a lot of money to build the 'Kabaski Line of Defense' in the north. Oh, by the way, you came up with that name right? It's really unpleasant to hear. Well, no matter what, any smart person can see that you have spent so much effort in the north. Naturally, you are preparing to deal with someone. Connecting it to the legends ….. It's not hard to guess the answer. Also, don't forget, Philip is my student. "
Du Wei shrugged his shoulders: "I knew it."
"I only have three years." Du Wei smiled bitterly: "Of course, more than half of the three years have already passed. I need to prepare in the shortest amount of time. The more prepared I am, the better! I have to remove all possible unstable factors in the shortest amount of time possible! Therefore, I have to take some unconventional methods when doing things … "
"You mean some despicable, dirty, and cruel methods?" Lan Haiyue asked without a care in the world.
"… …" Du Wei froze for a moment before nodding: "You can put it that way."
Afterwards, Du Wei quickly told Lan Haiyue about the sudden death of the old Emperor and the problems they are currently facing. Without hiding anything, Du Wei explained everything to her.
When he talked about how he and Prince Son conspired to prepare a substitute for the banquet the day after tomorrow, he also mentioned the poor tailor named Groome and how he couldn't bear to see him die.
"When he said 'unfair', I really felt something strange." Du Wei sighed: "I suddenly couldn't understand my actions. Even … … I started to have some doubts. Hmm, do you understand what I mean? "
"I think I understand a little." Lan Haiyue's tone suddenly became somewhat mocking: "You suddenly found your conscience, right?"
"… … Sort of." Du Wei could hear the mockery in the other party's tone, but he didn't care.
He looked at the wise old man in front of him with eyes full of expectation.
After a long time, Lan Haiyue moved his body closer to the fireplace. Looking at the flames in the fireplace, he sighed and said in a disdainful tone, "What a pity, what a pity … … Duwei, I thought you had transformed into a real leader by now, but now you've changed into a real leader. I was once gratified and appreciative of your progress. But … … Humph, from what you said today, you are still far from it!! Compared to Prince Son, you are simply a child who hasn't even grown out his hair. I really want to give you a piece of advice. If that's the case, then you might as well resign from your position while you're still favored by the king. Hand over your military power and move to a small city in the south to live the life of a mediocre farmer. Because … … You are not worthy! "
These harsh words left Du Wei dumbfounded.
Staring at Lan Haiyue, he asked in surprise: "Did I hear wrong? Mr. Lan Haiyue, I asked you for some guidance, but you scolded me? I am not worthy? "
(Chapter 1 ends here, will continue later)
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