Classes had always existed since ancient times.
This was a serious topic that was far more serious than any ordinary person could imagine. It wasn't something that could be easily discussed.
From Seiji's personal experience, Akira Mitarai's actions were the embodiment of the cruelty of classes.
Ordinary people and Spiritual Ability users, low-class Spiritual Ability users and high-class Spiritual Ability users … Between people of different classes, there was a terrifying darkness that was as deep as the abyss.
The darkness had always existed and never left.
It had already devoured countless people, and it would continue devouring people.
Some people understood this, some didn't, some didn't understand, some didn't understand, some understood too late, and some didn't even know what was going on even when they died.
"Revolution …" Some people would probably scoff at the word "revolution" just from hearing it.
They felt that this was an outdated concept, so outdated that it made people feel awkward when it appeared in movies, anime, and novels. It was the saying of a villain that people were tired of reading. This so-called concept could not attract as much attention as a melodramatic love and hatred.
But in reality, the meaning behind this word was something that many people, especially the younger ones, didn't understand at all.
The modern internet was so developed that the amount of information available was exploding. People were able to learn many things from the internet. This gave many people the misconception that they already had enough knowledge and wisdom, that they were countless times wiser than their predecessors.
"Revolution?" Heh heh.
The current generation didn't need such a thing! Society as a whole was already civilized enough. People like us who were smart and advanced wouldn't be fooled by such old-fashioned words! Human society was fundamentally based on personal benefits. So-called "revolution" was nothing more than an old-fashioned fancy phrase …
But, was that really the case?
Who could be certain that the way of thinking they believed to be wise wasn't something intentionally guided by the upper class?
Who could be certain that what they believed to be the truth wasn't something that others intentionally taught them?
Was "revolution" really so outdated that it didn't have any meaning?
The never-ending internet brought about far too many misconceptions. The never-ending lights at night caused people to overlook the horrors of the darkness.
However, things that truly existed wouldn't disappear because of anyone's misunderstanding or ignorance.
Classes still existed.
That was why "revolution" didn't become outdated. It still had meaning.
But … was this the "correct" one?
Or was it another "mistake"?
"High and mighty, wantonly doing evil … That's indeed the case," Seiji agreed.
"The upper-class forces have power and influence, and they can do anything they want. They must have committed countless crimes for their own interests or desires."
"Those who commit evil should be punished. I'd be happy to see those who commit crimes die. "
"Haruta -san …" Rota's tone was filled with surprise.
"But," Seiji continued, "I can't just agree with your actions … You may be right, you are the real revolutionaries, but I can't be sure."
"If that's the case, we can …"
"I don't want to confirm it either!" Seiji emphasized. "After all, I'm Haruta. Although I was chased out, I have a family with the same surname."
"Not that Haruta Jundou, but my real family."
"If you want to overthrow the old forces, you might hurt them, so I can't stand with you."
At the end of the day, this was a theory of standing.
Seiji chose his family that he valued, not the "right".
He had never been a "right" person.
He knew how to kill people.
He knew how to create a harem.
He wouldn't try to save everyone that he could.
He … would only do what he wanted to do and what he liked to do. He would ignore everything else.
Judging from this, Seiji was actually quite similar to Akira Mitarai.
He wasn't a good person.
He wasn't an evil person.
He was just himself … that was all.
Everyone fell silent.
A night breeze blew past them.
"Haruta -san … what a pity," Rota spoke in a calm tone.
"For a moment, I thought that you could become one of our companions.
However, you chose … your own path.
I think that's a good thing.
Although you refused to stand together with us, I could sense that you were seriously looking at us … You seriously faced my thoughts and gave me an answer. I'm quite happy about this. "
Rota chuckled.
"Actually, I'm starting to wonder if I've gone insane as well. I'm actually thinking about creating a new order.
However, I do have this hope. That's for sure.
That's because … I've seen far too much evil, and I've always been confused.
What I want to do might not be right, but the current world … is definitely wrong! "
The second half of Rota's sentence was resolute and contained an unshakable conviction.
There had to be many stories behind this.
What did Daikawa Rota see or think about in the past to form such a conviction? Seiji didn't know.
All the information he knew about Rota was only on the surface.
"Haruta -san, will you become our enemy?" Rota asked.
"If you want to kill me, of course I will."
"If we don't attack you, you won't?"
Seiji fell silent for a moment.
"I only have two friends in this ritual. I don't know if they're on your target list. If they are …"
"May I ask what your friends' names are?"
Seiji mentioned Kanna Fujihara and Ryuuno Izawa's names.
"I'll ask the Alliance Master. If these two aren't on the list, I'll try to convince the Alliance Master not to target you two … but that's all I can do," Rota told him in a low voice.
"The Alliance Master … is he the one who started this?"
Rota didn't answer, which was a tacit admission.
"I hope that he won't become your enemy, Haruta -san."
Rota turned around and was about to leave after saying this.
"That's what I thought as well … thank you, Rota-san."
Daikawa Rota walked over and raised his hand in a gesture.
Several figures in the shadows nearby left together with him.
Something flashed in Seiji's eyes.
Rota wasn't the one who started this ritual — the "Alliance Master". However, it was evident that he was highly regarded by the Alliance Master.
It would be best if they didn't become enemies. Among all the tournament participants, apart from himself and Little Shi, Seiji only cared about Kanna and Izawa. As for everyone else, including that Haruta Shundou … he could only say that it was all up to fate.
It wasn't his duty to save everyone. Even if it was possible to save everyone by loading, it would be the same.
He wasn't that kind of merciful, nor was he that arrogant.
This was his "right", but perhaps it was also a "mistake".
"Brother …" Shika Kagura called out to Seiji when he saw that he was standing there in a daze.
Seiji looked at Little Shi and smiled.
"Let's go and continue observing the terrain."
The two of them started walking together.
After walking for a while, Seiji asked a question …
"Little Shi, what do you think about my conversation with Rota-san just now?"
Shika Kagura fell silent for a moment.
"I believe that Brother is correct," she spoke in a resolute tone.
"Thank you," Seiji said sincerely.
He expected that his adopted younger sister would reply like this.
Yet, he still asked her … which meant that this was actually a question he had for himself.
Was what he did just now correct?
He believed that it was the correct response, but perhaps there were better choices … Still, that was probably just arrogance.
Whenever humans thought, God would laugh.
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