I can't kill anyone anymore...

The sword deflected and drew an arc from bottom to top, but even so, the sharp blade still left a deep blood mark on her face. Hexi hid her emotions very well. She said calmly, "Pu always boasted, saying that the nameless person is the most difficult killer in the world. He has no name or emotion. He can do anything to achieve his goal. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

"Mr. Hessie was joking. Yue is my brother. I would not agree to kill him. I don't think my brother did anything wrong that is worth your action. As a pope of the Old Gods, you represent the Supreme God. So please tell me if there is any example in the old Gods dogma that allows believers to kill people at will?"

Zi Luo ignored the shocking wound on her face. She stood between the two of them, staring at Hexi calmly, without fear.

"If possible, I don't want to do this, but I believe that Lord Hessie knows better than me what is gain and loss. Even you can use any means to revive Ye Bei and give up the belief that I once insisted on. What should I consider for someone who doesn't have a name? I am an evil ghost, so do you."

Ye Yue pulled Zi Luo behind her and blurted out her sarcastic words. He knew that saying this would probably completely anger Hexi, but when he saw the ferocious wound on Zi Luo's face, he could not stop his anger. At this moment, he realized that Hexi was actually right. He was far from reaching the level that Mr. Pu said. These useless emotions would always affect his judgment at critical moments.

Zi Luo subconsciously broke free from Ye Yue's hand, and she whispered, "Sir Hessie, if you have any other considerations or have any dissatisfaction with your brother's decision, please tell me."

Ye Yue's words were like a sharp sword, tearing open her wounds again, and an unprecedented sense of fatigue surged into her heart. Hexi was speechless, and her green eyes became dim. She stared at the ring knife in her hand for a long time, then bent over and picked up the white cloth, wrapped the ring knife again round after circle.

"Since they are all evil ghosts, what else can you decide?" Hexi took the ring knife back and took out a white silk scarf and handed it to Zi Luo. "I don't know if the classless equality country that Puppet promoted really exists and is really reasonable. I hope you can do it. I'm tired, don't bother me again."

Zi Luo took the silk scarf and gently pressed the wound on her face. She looked at Hexi's departure back silently, for some reason she felt a little strange.

"A classless equal country...unless I can control more than 90% of the North Ye Kingdom's army, everything is empty talk. Lord Hessie, do you really understand how much it costs to achieve this vision?"

Ye Yue couldn't help but sigh. He wouldn't question the Puppet's idea, but he also knew that the idea of ​​equality seemed beautiful, but it was harder to realize it than climbing to heaven. Even as the king, it would not be possible to easily abolish the class system passed down for hundreds of years.

How big is the gap between the rich, the powerful and the poor and the civilians?

It is so big that it cannot be described in words, so big that he doesn't know what to do to erase this gap.

But he was not completely confused. Extreme symptoms require extreme means. Everything he is doing now is for this purpose, to reduce the power of the princes, firmly control the army in his own hands, and to uproot the so-called large families bit by bit. When the time is ripe, he will deprive the title of the criminal evidence in his hands and take back the main city. Only by concentrating his rights in his own hands can he forcibly abolish the class system.

This is equivalent to a blood exchange for the entire Beiye Kingdom. If the major families noticed their intentions early, then their fate would be to be directly overthrown or died in assassination. They would unite and use any means to completely disappear from the world to preserve the status of the family. Therefore, he took the lead in attacking the most powerful Nuo family, and used the Nanyu Kingdom to erase the unstable factor of Nuo Ming. Only in this way can he firmly control the Nuo family, and only in this way can he completely consolidate the throne.

"When did you follow me? Why did you block it for me? You know she won't kill me, otherwise the Beiye Kingdom will be over. This is inconsistent with the concept of the Old God Cult... It hurts very much?" Ye Yue rubbed her temples and threw her messy thoughts behind her head.

“…”

Zi Luo seemed to have not heard Ye Yue's question, and his eyes were still staring at the direction of Hexi's departure.

"Treat the wound first, stop the blood." Ye Yue returned to her former calmness. He was unwilling to think more about why he was impulsive just now. Maybe it was care, maybe it was just a simple role as a brother, it was not important.

"Sir Hessie..." Zi Luo shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just don't understand, is it really okay to do this? Is there no other way?"

Ye Yue was silent for a long time. He walked to Zi Luo and gently uncovered the white towel that had been soaked in blood. He threw it away, and pulled out the blade to cut off his red robe. While helping her with the wound, he whispered, "I am an orphan. I have never seen my parents since I can remember. I think it may have died long ago. The person who raised me is a prostitute, but the ridiculous thing is that she takes me to church to pray every seven days. I always sit on the bench in the last row waiting for her. The nuns will give me some candy. I once suspected that maybe she is my mother, but because of her identity, she said that I was picked up by her."

"Have you asked her?"

Zi Luo turned his head very obediently and let Ye Yue help him with the wound.

"Is it important? So what can she do if she is really my mother? I forgot whether she was five or six years old, and she died. Do you know? When I heard the news of her death, when I saw her body with my own eyes... I will never forget that feeling. Ero is a small country. Unfortunately, it is in an awkward position. Because it is a defeated country, in order to ensure survival, it inevitably signed many treaties and was enslaved and exploited by the great powers. We are uniformly called inferior people." Ye Yue said with a calm face, as if he didn't care at all.

"That's hell, I'm always told that people born in Ero are inferior, men are born slaves, coolies, and are born to work for those nobles, women are born to be prostitutes, bitches, and are born to be played with, beaten, trampled, and humiliated, and everyone... Everyone thinks so, even ourselves... It's like in the rest of our lives, we should be driven by such words, and we should be the people they say,

Later, she died in silence. She died and could not bear the humiliation. She was hanged on the tower. That day I couldn't wait until she came back. I thought she had gone to the church until I learned about her death from the priest. Until I... saw her body with my own eyes. It was terrifying. Her tongue stretched out so long. Her whole face was swollen and purple. Her eyes almost fell out." Ye Yue's lips trembled slightly. There was a little inexplicable emotion in his eyes, which was anger, sadness, and helplessness.

"Do you know that feeling? It's like... floating alone on the sea, but you have nothing in your hands and can't do anything. I just want to tell you that don't think we can change anything. When you truly recognize the reality, you will understand that there are so many things that we can do at all... Hold down the wound first, and I'll ask the doctor to help you with it later, so as not to leave scars as much as possible. Let's go."

Ye Yue looked at Beifeng City under the night with a lonely expression, turned around and walked into the room. Zi Luo looked at his back and murmured softly, "You still remember these things. You actually have names, but you don't want to think about it and try to live for yourself, so you chose to separate, peel off yourself from everything in the past, escape from pain, and escape from your true self."

Ye Yue paused slightly, and then she left without looking back.

...

The dark and silent night covers Beifeng City, and heavy clouds hang low above the sky. Hexi, who left Roland Palace, walked alone on the street. He was obviously his hometown, but for some reason, Beifeng City in front of him is so strange and gloomy, like a foreign land, with no one on the deserted streets.

This scene was very similar to the scene when she fled from Beifeng City, and it was the same dark night and the same deserted streets. The difference was that the last time she fled in a hurry, this time she became the pope. The same was, she was as confused and at a loss. It took her seventeen years to return to Beifeng City again and successfully revenge Ye Bei and restore the old gods. This should have been a happy thing, but over the past seventeen years, some unbearable gloom has continued to soak in her heart.

She looked at the surrounding streets and in a trance back to seventeen years ago.

Ashes were floating all over the sky, the rolling black smoke emitted the message of death, there was a wail in the church, the snow fir trees turned into coke in the flames, her soul was swallowed by despair, her heart was frozen by something colder than frost, since that day, the nun named Hessie had died, so who was standing on this street and walking towards the church at this moment?

A body that has lost its soul?

She once had faith. She thought that the Supreme God would save them and punish Ye Bei, but then she understood that perhaps there were never any gods in this world, but she would still tell herself that gods exist and that the Supreme God would guide herself. She told herself that she could successfully restore the old gods and revenge Ye Bei, all of which were guided by the Supreme God. Perhaps this was just a lie of self-deception, but for Hessie, for this body that had lost her soul, she needed such an explanation to support herself.

Until the day of atonement...
Chapter completed!