Jian Yi nodded lightly, not being affected by these words at all: "Yes, this is indeed a waste of human life."
He actually admitted it so calmly...
Elise felt speechless for a while. She originally thought that Jian Yi would come up with some of the Holy See's high-sounding "laws", "rules", "oracles" and other clichés to excuse her, but she never thought that the latter would actually admit this bloody fact.
.
She was a little angry, not only at the Holy See's actions, but also at Jian Yi's careless attitude: "But, isn't this a problem with the Holy See? If it weren't for the Holy See, how could those workers be in their current situation?"
"Oh?" Jian Jian raised his eyebrows, "Although the Holy See's approach is indeed quite cruel, have you ever thought about who is the main conflict between the workers and the Wisconsin incident?"
"This..." Elise was stunned. She wanted to say something, but she felt that she had really not thought about this issue. "Isn't it because of the Holy See?"
"Oh, the Holy See?" Jian Yi shook his head mockingly, "Apart from the latest 'forced change of salary rules', it seems that the Holy See has never officially stipulated any salary and working hours in the East District? But before that,
Countless workers have expressed their own resistance... Then who do you think is responsible for these?"
"But the Holy See...if it weren't for the Holy See's Factory Act..."
Jian Yi shook his index finger: "The Holy See? Maybe that's the main reason, but you young ladies and young men in the West District... Who did you step on to get your status? Who did your fine clothes, fine food, silks and satins come from?
Taken from here?"
"The Holy See is not the only one who is really exploiting them... aren't you the same?"
"But..." Elise wanted to say something, but looked at her clothes and couldn't speak.
This is true.
People in the West District stepped on countless low-level workers to get to the top, and finally climbed to the so-called superior position.
Crowding forward and backward, scrambling to be the first, and hitting competitors with the most painful punch in the wave of the times.
She seemed to really have nothing to say and nothing to say.
"Your father, Arnold Erikson, is the largest shareholder of Manchester City Steel Works." Jian Yi ruthlessly revealed facts that Elise couldn't believe. "I met a man named Alexander."
The boy is about the same age as you. It's just that he didn't go to school and can only make a living by working in the Manchester City Steel Factory. So... do you know what his monthly salary is?"
He sneered and looked at the shawl on Elise's body: "Not even one-fifth of it."
"They eat dry bread and drink cold water day after day to survive. They spend more than half of the day in the factory. Even so, there is no savings left..."
Jian Yan raised his head and stared at the silent girl in front of him: "Do you think your status and life... are all obtained out of thin air? Is it the so-called gift from God? Now... you still think the fault lies with the Holy See?"
“There is no Holy See in my hometown, no prophecies from God, and no bishops…” He continued, “But even then, there are still people freezing to death on the streets, hungry, running around for a house. Another group of people
Then you will have big fish and big meat, you will be born with glory and wealth, and you don’t need to worry about anything...These are also done by the Holy See? Do you think they are the only ones who should be judged? What is the difference between you and them?"
The words were like sharp blades, piercing Elise's psychological defense.
Her chest felt a little sore.
What kind of feeling is this...sad? Or self-blame?
What he said before seemed so hypocritical and stupid.
She touched her cheek, which seemed to be stained with a few drops of water and was salty.
Are you sad for them?
Or are you sad for this era?
She doesn't know.
The other party's words were so harsh, but they exposed the fact so ruthlessly.
They are the biggest profiteers, always.
"Thank you very much for helping me, but..." Jian Yan looked at the time and it was almost time to board the train. "You'd better see these things clearly and see who is the source of the disaster."
His figure disappeared at the exit of the lounge, leaving only a faint echo.
"Elise, why are you crying?" Elsas asked doubtfully after entering the door, "Are you still angry with your father?"
"No...it's just that the wind is a bit strong." She wiped the tears on her face and stood up as well.
"We...seem to be really wrong."
…
"Your Majesty, the train to the West District has departed and will reach its destination in about an hour."
The old man stood up from his seat, his thin and angular face expressionless: "What's the situation in the East District now? Are those workers still continuing to march?"
"Thanks to Captain Herman's stoppage, the situation in the East District has become much more stable now. The number of people marching is less than a thousand, and they will not be able to dance for a few days." The special envoy knelt down on one knee and said flatteringly: "Waiting for the god you presided over.
After the sunrise ceremony, these slaves will definitely not dare to make mistakes!"
"Very good..." The Pope nodded slightly, tapped the scepter on the ground twice, and immediately walked down the long spiral staircase, "Get ready, we are ready to set off to the central square!"
Before he finished speaking, a loud quarrel suddenly broke out at the door of the church. It seemed that there was a conflict between the guards at the door.
"What's going on?" The Pope frowned, "Outside -"
"My God, what kind of devil is this?!"
Suddenly, a hole was opened in the door of the church, and two guards flew in with painful expressions on their faces and fell heavily to the floor.
"His Majesty the Pope, is this your sincerity?" Hai Wuya's right shoulder was stained with some blood, "Your subordinates are really 'loyal'."
"What do you mean?" The Pope looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise, "Aren't you going to catch..."
"It failed, and was sent to the inspection room by those idiots at the station!" Hai Wuya stepped closer to the Pope in front of him, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"
Of course, in fact, Hai Wuya originally planned to kill the pope first, but just three minutes ago, he received a side mission:
[Before the end of the script, safeguard the power and leadership of the Holy See.]
There is no way. As mentioned at the beginning, completing side tasks will result in huge rewards. For him, whether it is skills or equipment, it is a good choice.
No matter how you look at it, this side mission seems to be more substantial than the main mission.
Hai Wuya stared at the Pope and tightened the sword in his hand.
"The Day of Divine Revelation is about to begin," the pope replied. "I apologize to you on behalf of the Holy See, but... I hope to help the Holy See complete the safety protection of the Divine Revelation Ceremony."
