As Ringer's calm voice fell, Professor David seemed to have seen some extremely terrifying and evil monster, his eyes widened, his eyeballs almost bulged out, and every blood vessel under his forehead was shaking restlessly.
, as if a steam-driven water pump could drain all the blood flowing in his body, just like draining all the underground rivers and torrents that are still flowing in the dark caves of Nimsher Land, and collecting it there.
His trembling face and twitching lips showed a green and white look due to excessive excitement. He squeezed out two words from between his teeth with half resentment and half pain: "Absurd!" "Is it ridiculous? I don't think so." Ringer shook his head: "It's just a reasonable conclusion based on rational logic."
David just sneered: "Then can you tell me rationally, since the covenant of the Brass Scroll does not have any binding force on the Lord-Given Angel, why did she not choose to use her own power to take revenge on the Kreisov royal family and the Celestial Order?
?Why did she take the initiative to sink herself into the rift and exile herself from the world? Why could she so easily let go of the cruelest betrayer in this man-made disaster, my ancestor David!? All of this can be done by you
A mystery that can be explained rationally!?"
He almost shouted the last sentence, which was like the hysteria of a loser. Alice, who had already learned what happened from the chirping Xie Mi, curled her lips and said disdainfully: "The whine of a defeated dog."
If Professor David had heard this taunt before, he would have retorted and refused to show weakness in front of the enemy. But now he no longer has that momentum, so he just stared at the young man not far away, his eyes burning.
The flames of demonic rage can make people lose their minds and almost go crazy.
Ringer's eyes turned slightly and he glanced at the pure white windmill tower. There had been no movement inside since the gust of wind subsided, as if that lonely, heavy and tired voice had never existed. But Ringer knew
She was always there, watching the fights and injuries in the outside world, and fell into a never-ending self-blame and despair. So he opened his mouth, and it seemed like he was talking to Professor David, but in fact
But it was through him that he spoke to the white-haired girl Ieta who could not and refused to communicate: "You are finally willing to admit it."
"The ancestor David you keep pursuing is actually just a shameful sinner who lies, cheats, is greedy, and betrays."
Professor David was stunned, and only then did the others react. In the previous conversation, every time the professor mentioned the legend in the past, he would deliberately hide the name of his ancestor David. Just as Ringer said,
He actually knows very well what kind of person his ancestor is, but he has never been willing to admit it. It seems that as long as the past behavior of his ancestor is justified, then his current behavior will have the same legitimate reason: that is not shameful.
Greed and unscrupulous pursuit are nothing more than a long-cherished wish that relies on the flow of blood.
Losing his mind due to panic and anger, Professor David spoke out his true thoughts without hesitation. Professor David felt that Ringer's calm eyes seemed to be mocking him, and he felt deeply humiliated. He gritted his teeth bitterly: "
So what?"
A faint sigh came from the pure white windmill tower.
Ringer withdrew his gaze and said: "It's not that big, it's just that you are willing to admit the facts, which makes me have some changes in your opinion. Let's go back to the topic just now, Professor David, what you just said cannot be done with reason.
The mystery of the explanation, I agree with this and have the same opinion as you. But——"
He changed the subject: "If you know it can't be explained rationally, why don't you try to explain it emotionally?"
He stared at Professor David's face: "In terms of sensibility, you should believe that the noble emotion that prompted her to forgive the unforgivable person is far more powerful and lasting than hatred and chains, and comes from creation.
The gift given by the gods of the universe to her creation Kang is also a natural expression that cannot be restrained by instinct since the birth of life, that is, her innocence, goodwill and deep love for every precious person and thing around her. I am so
Say, can you understand, professor?"
David couldn't understand. On the contrary, he felt it was even more ridiculous and ironic: "So, you want to make me believe that she is an inexperienced princess in the play, or a noble hermit in the rumors."
(When he said this, both Olvera and Saint Xalia frowned), so they can retain their original nature, even after suffering shameful and cruel betrayal, they still have innocent wishes and are willing to use their kindness
Returning ill will to others... is this an image, Mr. Ringer? How ridiculous is that? I originally thought you would give a more philosophical answer, but instead you were trying to fool me!? You think you are
Who are you talking to!? A poor guy who has failed and is desperate in your eyes? Then I can only tell you - never!"
His expression became ferocious: "I said, never! I will never accept such an ending! Whether it comes from your so-called rationality and sensibility, or from the innocence and kindness of others... I will never believe it.
Such boring things! You should take them to hell and regret your self-righteousness!
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After that, he launched an attack. Instead of using the most commonly used magic [Decapitation], he used the magic [Saturation Shot] that he used in the sneak attack on Linge and others. A faint blue magic ray appeared in the sky above everyone's heads, and
The coverage area showed that this was an AOE skill, but before those dense magic rays fell, everyone heard a very disappointed lament. Then, a gust of wind blew past, and the smoke and sand rolled up obscured everyone's sight, making them subconsciously
He raised his hand to cover it. When the smoke and sand dispersed and the dust settled, the dense magic rays above his head disappeared, and a struggle was eliminated invisible.
"You're going the wrong way, David." Iyetta's tired voice came from the tower. She was speaking to David, but it was more like she was persuading the boy she regarded as a younger brother many years ago. She vaguely heard him
The voice of childish yearning was still ringing in his ears, saying, "In the future I will become as strong as Sister Iyeta, and I will blow the mountains further than the sea." At this time, would Aunt Fasu laugh at his wishful thinking, or would she?
Let’s talk about this when we don’t lose lambs while tending sheep; Grandma Maria said with a smile that it’s a good thing for young people to be energetic, and Xiao Yinlian would make faces at him and say that he couldn’t even blow a cowhide, just
Don't think about blowing mountains; the village chief grandpa advised him in a meaningful tone that young people can have lofty dreams, but their actions must be down-to-earth... And at that time, how did he answer?
She seemed to be standing on the ridge of the field, holding a fruit basket full of primroses during the harvest season, pressing down the straw hat blown by the wind on her head, with a happy smile on her face. The wind at that time and her words of encouragement had something to do with each other.
The same warm taste: "Come on, David."
"You can definitely do it."
But when did that longing twist into jealousy, that desire degenerate into lust, so that he could do such cruel things without hesitation, as cruel as breaking the wings of birds in the sky?<
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"Power is not such a beautiful thing." She leaned against the wall feebly, feeling a cold feeling on her head. She whispered, clearly ringing in everyone's ears, and at the same time she persuaded the human with similar blood flowing in his veins, just like
It was the same as when the village chief grandpa persuaded the shepherd boy David to stay down-to-earth: "Since I had my memory, it has only brought me endless pain. Anyone who pursues powerful power will only get what he wants in the end."
There are just a few different ways to die in life. And you, dear David... Before you have experienced the sweetness of power, you have already tasted its sourness and pain. In this case, why are you still persistent?
What about such a futile dream? Everything in this world... is incredibly short and insignificant..."
Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and finally ended with a decadent and melancholy sigh. The ardent hope and sincere advice revealed in these sincere words cannot be indifferent to anyone with emotions, but our Dai
Professor Wei just squeezed his cane tightly, and a sharp sneer burst out from his throat: "Hypocrisy!"
"It's so hypocritical!"
"You only say that because you have power, just like a rich man who has a lot of money would persuade a beggar who has nothing to stop working too hard and hurt his body - how ridiculous. Since you say that I don't have power yet,
I have tasted its sourness and pain. Doesn’t that mean that after I truly gain strength, all I have is sweet fragrance? Yes, I have seen them and are waiting for me on the bright road ahead. But you think
Just a few words can make me willing to give up this glory. Where do you stand, angel from the past? A self-righteous and arrogant thought? An arrogant and ignorant motto? Unfortunately, I don't need it.
And never listen to a hypocritical opinion."
After saying that, the professor turned his attention to Ringer again, raising his chin slightly, revealing a hint of pride and disdain unique to a loser: "Since you said that you can infer based on sensibility that she let go of those who betrayed her out of her own kindness.
Then I would like to hear your explanation for the reason why she killed more than a hundred soldiers who were only responsible for monitoring her at that time, and also summoned a storm to destroy the village of Avignon in the past, causing the villagers to be homeless.
Not coming to another land to survive? Mr. Ringer, is this a mystery that can be explained with kindness? I think it’s just the opposite."
He sneered: "It's just hypocrisy that only benefits yourself!"
After he said these words, he shuddered, as if he had said something terrible. The scene suddenly fell into a strange silence, no one spoke, and even the sounds of heartbeat and breathing were faintly audible.
It seems that everyone knows that they should be quiet at this time to set off a certain sad and desperate mood. The young man raised his head slightly and smelled a sour smell similar to rain in the gray air, as if someone was crying, her tears
At this moment, it fell on his lips, cold and weak, so he looked at the windmill and asked softly: