Chapter 47 All or Nothing
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"What did you do to me?"
The awakened Caesar looked at Farr strangely.
He felt as if his body had become a little fuller, but he couldn't tell where.
However, the previous pain of being ripped apart completely disappeared.
Right?
Shouldn't he feel a sense of emptiness when doing such a thing?
"What do you want me to do to you?" Farr raised his eyebrows.
This kid can really climb up with or without a pole!
As long as he wants!
"I don't think we're there yet," Caesar said.
"Besides, you knocked me out and I had no sense of participation, which made me feel like a stick."
"If you are afraid that I will resist, you can tie me up. At least it will give me a sense of participation..."
"Stop!" Farr interrupted with a dark look on his face.
"It's not me, it's your father who is looking for you."
"Father?" Caesar was stunned.
"Where did I get my wild father?"
Far's eyes twitched slightly, "You'd better pay attention when you speak."
Caesar had a strange look on his face, "Are you talking about...someone who looks a bit like me and has two dragons on his back, right?"
"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I am not his illegitimate son."
Far's eyes were incomprehensible, "You don't know?"
"Know what?" Caesar asked doubtfully.
"..."
"It's nothing, I must have misunderstood." Farr didn't say anything.
Caesar didn't seem to know about this, which meant that the man didn't want to tell him about it yet.
It was better for her to stay quiet, lest she get burned.
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Magic City.
Caesar, who had recovered his health, no longer stayed on Mount Sacred Mountain. Although others dreamed of going up there, he had been imprisoned there for more than ten years, and no one would miss the prison.
"Xinxia? I'm back. How have you been lately?"
"Magic College Entrance Examination? Where do you want to take the exam?"
"Ask me? I don't know the situation here."
"Well...then you can take the Pearl test. I'm coming over too, I have something to do."
After asking Xinxia where she lived again, Caesar hung up the phone.
"Don't tell me you plan to cause trouble here next." Far said strangely.
"As expected of you, you are so smart." Caesar said.
"By the way, if I want to find a girlfriend who has the talent to die, will you stop me?"
Far frowned, "Don't make such a joke with me."
"What if I must?" Caesar said.
"..."
"Do you think you can handle the consequences?" Farr asked.
"No one dares to vouch for the victims, nor is he qualified."
Back then, Qin Yu'er had a talent for ice disaster, a Forbidden Curse Mage in his ancestral family, and he also held an important position in the Holy City and had connections in major magic organizations. But what did they do in the face of that incident?
Avoid it for fear of not getting there!
Because shielding the victims is almost as bad as the Black Vatican!
"Then you have to wait for me to try." Caesar said.
"What if it succeeds?"
"Success?" Far frowned.
"Have you forgotten what I told you?"
There is no concept of success or failure in mastering the concept of death talent!
Controlling victims who fail is a disaster, controlling victims who succeed is an even bigger disaster!
For one person, countless people are put in danger!
This is the fundamental reason why no one dares to vouch for the victims!
Covering up and supporting the victims is antisocial in nature!
Who dares to take a stand?
The more powerful the magical forces are, the less they dare to speak!
Unless they want to see their own people in chaos!
Their ruler chose to put all of them in danger for the sake of a monster that would explode at any time! There is no right or wrong in the matter of the victims!
Because there is no need to talk about right and wrong.
"I haven't forgotten, but..." Caesar paused.
"I don't care."
"Justice in this society is to sacrifice a few people for the majority of people. In other words, the essence of this matter is a choice, it is just a matter of which side to choose."
"As for me, I don't care about most of the people you talk about, because they have nothing to do with me."
"And this victim, at least I am interested in her power."
"If we have to make a choice, why can't we abandon the majority in exchange for the minority?"
“Essentially it’s all about trade-offs anyway.”
“Isn’t the Holy City’s move against Wen Tai also based on its own interests?”
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"Then I can now make such a choice that everyone thinks is evil for my own interests."
Far's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you think you have the ability to bear the consequences of this decision?"
There is no absolute right or wrong in this world.
Right and wrong are determined by strength and weakness. Strong is right and weak is wrong.
If one day right and wrong are reversed, it will not be that the truth stands on the high platform, but simply because the originally wrong party has become stronger, so the wrong becomes right.
What justice will prevail, what truth will not be covered in dust, nonsense!
What wins is justice, what wins is truth!
The justice of the Holy City is based on its own powerful force. The magic associations and magic families below do not choose to obey because the Holy City is right, but because the Holy City is more powerful than them!
"Try it," Caesar said.
"Do you know what will happen if this thing goes wrong?" Farr asked.
"You will fall from the position of the Son of God, and even make Parthenon a target."
"You will go from being the savior that the gang calls you, to becoming a madman feeding the devil."
"Just like the Holy City took action against Wentai?" Caesar said.
"Because of this incident, the Holy City changed from the guardian of the human world to a sinner."
"But I don't think you were affected much."
Far raised his eyebrows, "Do you think you can suppress those voices?"
"Maybe?" Caesar said.
"In the past, they regarded it as justice for a few to sacrifice for the majority. In the future, I can also reverse all this."
"You want to rule the world?" Farr asked.
Caesar shook his head, "I don't want to."
"But what you're talking about is what the ruling class is doing," Farr said.
"I have no desire to rule, but if what I want requires rule to be accomplished, then I don't mind using this as a means." Caesar said.
"Have you thought about the consequences of failure?" Farr asked.
"Failed?" Caesar couldn't help laughing.
"Why should I think about it?"
"So confident?" Farr was amused.
"Not that confident," Caesar said.
"It's just that if I fail, I'll definitely be doomed."
"It's all over, why do you still want so much?"
"Are you not leaving yourself a way out?" Farr said.
"Retreat? What is a retreat?" Caesar asked.
"If you can't beat me, why don't you join?"
"What can you expect a person to do if he can't even stick to his own position?"
"Just like I can talk to you sweetly today, tomorrow as long as there are enough benefits or fatal threats, I can sell you. Do you think this is worthy of praise?"
"That's not the same thing," Farr said.
"It's the same thing for me," Caesar said.
"There is no right or wrong. It's better to go all the way to the end. I can't do such shameless things as jumping back and surrendering when I can't win in the middle of the fight."
"You can think I have a stubborn temper, but I won't change it."
"If I lose, then disappear, no need to talk nonsense."
"All or nothing."
(End of chapter)