First get the third secret of the nature of stone. This is the suggestion given by Mr. Yi, at least Adolf himself thinks so.
Victor already understood the situation on his side. Although Adolf was satisfied with the result of the communication, Victor was not.
After all, this path of justice is of no use to him.
Next came the other two. Mr. Yi turned his face hidden in the yellow shadow to Abigail.
Although the other party cannot see it, he can feel Mr. Yi's gaze.
This writer lady has suffered too much, so Victor pays more attention to her.
But before Mr. Yi could ask, Abigail swallowed her saliva and said first: "I...I'm going back to Velen soon."
Back to Velen?
Victor stared at the faint black substance on Abigail's body. Although it was relatively transparent, anyone who was not blind could see it.
Her body is undergoing some kind of change, and it actually affects the spiritual world in Misu. It's really weird.
When Victor summoned Abigail through the spirit tablet earlier, he saw her sitting in a daze in the second-class carriage of the train. That car must have departed from Jotun to Velen.
In fact, in Victor's opinion, Abigail should have left that sad city long ago.
"The people in Yotun City have gone crazy..." Abigail continued, "In order to solve the financial crisis, their municipal government incited the locals to rob the Nippur people's property..."
This piece of news was unheard of in the East Indian Continent, and Victor did not expect that the situation there would develop like this.
It was still too far across the sea. Ever since Abigail escaped from the danger of execution, Victor had been busy working on the case of the Progressives and had not paid attention to the situation there for a long time.
Just like the troublemakers who were incited to protest at Independence Square not long ago, as long as humans get together, their collective IQ will show a step-by-step decline.
Victor didn't see it with his own eyes as to how serious the riots in Yotun City were, and he couldn't judge just by listening to Abigail's cold words.
As for the ancestral spirit of Valentan hiding in the dark? Last time I heard her say that thing was injured... what about now?
Victor felt an inexplicable worry, but before he could speak, another person took the lead and became filled with indignation.
"Nippur people? They are not native residents of the Western Continent. They are just forced to live in a foreign land. Why are they faced with hostility from the empire?"
"Fire Stealer" Mike Campino expressed shock at the news.
Abigail glanced at him, still looking haggard and sad: "Because they are homeless foreigners, and no one will speak out for them."
Foreign wandering people...
As long as people are labeled with this term, they will be discriminated against by local residents wherever they go in the world.
The Nippur people are like this, and the Sepgi people are like this too.
"It's ridiculous!" Mike's eyes gradually became sharp. "This has nothing to do with any nation. It's because no one is willing to stand up and fight that they endure such suffering!"
Abigail stared at the young navy sergeant, her dim eyes seeming to ask him: How to fight?
Mike answered briefly: "Unite all the people who can be united, take anything that can be used as a weapon, and if there are no weapons, go to grab weapons where there are weapons, and be prepared to bleed and die. No rights can be obtained by begging for mercy.
You have to fight for it yourself.”
This young man, who was born into a mafia family and had participated in naval battles, seemed to have an eternal flame flickering in his speaking expression.
The rise of the Cambino family began with Malone firing the first shot of resistance at Renekton Pier.
If Mike's father hadn't shot those old gangsters, the Cambino family would have either been wiped out long ago or they would still be crawling around on the bottom of the pier, being bullied.
His words did have a certain motivating effect on Abigail, but Abigail's life experience was completely different from that of the young underworld boss.
In the eyes of Miss Writer, she saw not only the oppressed Nippur people, but also the Nippur factory owners who exploited the empire's laborers in peacetime, the speculators who traded goods and paid bribes, and the man who turned to her for help.
Nippur mother and daughter.
There are different classes within their own nation, and they all have guilty and innocent victims. Who can unite with whom?
Abigail had seen too many life and death scenes and did not refute the idealist in front of her. She only felt tired. Even though she was in a dream state, she still felt tired.
If there was a place where she could get away from the world, she would want to spend the rest of her life there.
Mike was always like that. He couldn't stand all the injustices in the world. His anger was aroused. So he followed this anger and turned to Mr. Yi for advice: "Mr. Yi, I found someone carrying out slave trading in the dock area. I must
Gotta stop them!"
slave?
The topic was brought to another side, and Abigail was slightly stunned. Adolf, who had just solved his own problem, re-examined the navy sergeant next to him.
Mr. Yi turned his attention to Mike and did not reply.
Mike continued: "At first I thought that group of people were secretly dealing in contraband such as joy honey juice, but it turned out that they used our family's old territory to sell slaves."
After hearing this, Mr. Yi still did not express his position.
It was Mike's first time to participate in such a gathering of people. He told all the difficulties and problems he faced, without taking into account Mr. Yi's status in the eyes of the other two people.
To put it simply, what reason does Mr. Yi have to care about such a trivial matter?
Mike didn't get Mr. Yi's statement and seemed very depressed. At this time, the "Gold Digger" said: "Mr. Fire Stealer, the economy of the eastern states currently mainly relies on slaves and plantations. As long as this country still exists, you can't stop it."
This happened."
Mike glanced at him and frowned at Mr. Yi.
Mr. Yi's sigh came from the shadows, his voice was dull and ruthless: "The things we do are all transcendent, and all the dire straits in the material world are inevitable... A mortal's life is short and lasts only a few decades.
, regardless of suffering or glory, they will all become illusions after death. Only by wearing a crown and becoming a saint can we find the most real freedom..."
After a lot of effort, Victor read out this elaborate and pretentious sentence in common language. He felt like he had become a ruthless intelligent AI.
What he means is that you, Mike, are already a seer, so you should think about how to get promoted to a high position instead of meddling in your own business all day long.
Adolf agreed very much with this after understanding it. Abigail didn't feel anything at all. She really wanted to escape from this bad world now.
Only Mike didn't understand. He was a person who didn't want to forget his roots. It was a coincidence that he got the secret message, and his mentality was still at the level of an ordinary person.
For this reason, Mr. Yi reminded him: "Mr. Fire Stealer, are you ready to repay everything in the past?"
This sentence woke up Mike, and he suddenly realized that he owed Mr. Yi so much, how could he still have the nerve to ask him for continued help?
As he lowered his head in shame, Mr. Yi began to explain the main point of convening this meeting.
"Mr. Gold Digger, Miss Writer, both of you should remember that I once mentioned that the ancestral spirit of Valentine must be killed, right?"
