In a blazing dungeon filled with sulfur and flas, like the Hell Abyss.
The Paladin, sworn to justice, spoke eloquently, completely unconcerned about the power he was about to receive from a mighty Demon.
He was even trying to persuade the Demon to accept his twisted viewpoint.
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"You must awaken!"
"You must understand, as long as I believe I am not evil, then I am not evil."
"This world is extrely idealistic; no one should be defined by others!"
"The only one who can define you is yourself!"
"An evil person can consider themselves righteous, and a righteous person can consider themselves evil. Everyone has the freedom of allegiance!"
"So, if in the future soone sees that you are a Demon, and instinctively treats you as an evil person, then you can question them at that mont—"
Herbert took a deep breath, recalling the scenes he had seen before, fully engaging his acting skills, waved his hand forcefully, eyes wide open, and shouted loudly:
"How dare you!!?"
"How can you presu my allegiance!!?"
His voice was like thunder, his montum like a rainbow, as if countless phantom figures overlapped on him, directly intimidating everyone present.
Flora: ???
Kreti: ???
Nenasha: [???]
At this mont, not only was the Demon shocked, but the Demon hiding and eavesdropping nearby was also full of questions.
Even the self-proclaid Evil God, after hearing this absurd speech, was also at a loss.
The three of them now only had one thought in their minds—what the hell are you talking about?
Do you even hear the nonsense you're saying?
It's not just normal people, even Demons, Devils, and Evil Gods find these words sowhat blasphemous...
They didn't understand, but they were greatly shaken.
"This..."
Flora was the first to react, looking at Herbert with hesitation, the corners of her mouth twitching constantly.
After quite a while, the Demon Sage cald down and whispered:
"Herbert, you..."
At this mont, Flora even forgot what to call him, stuttering a little: "These words, well, you'd better not let others hear them."
"Otherwise... you'll definitely be burned at the stake as a heretic."
This scene, it must be said, is extrely amusing.
A Demon worrying that a Paladin might be sent to the stake by the Judgent Hall for being too Fallen.
"I'm not afraid!"
The Paladin clenched his fists, his eyes firm, and said in a low voice:
"As long as you can awaken, as long as you can understand my good intentions, even if I'm sent to the stake, I won't even frown!"
"The thought that others haven't understood this truth, and are still suffering from persecution, fills my heart with pain!"
"We must awaken and fight for the rights we deserve for ourselves and for everyone!"
"Sisters! It's ti to awaken, sisters!"
"For the freedom of our allegiance—" (in tears)
The Molten Hell went silent.
Flora's expression was quite complex, and at this mont, she had great doubts about her previous decision.
Was my decision back then a mistake?
Can soone like him really solve my problem?
I...
He...
Uh...
Finally, she mustered the courage one last ti, hopelessly asking, "Are you serious?"
"Of course... not."
Herbert's expression returned to normal in an instant, and he winked at her, smiling: "Just a joke, don't take it seriously."
Even though it was a joke, as he was giving that passionate speech, he felt countless figures falling upon him...
Yikes!
Demons stacked like hemp stalks in the mouth!
"However, jokes aside, so points do hold a bit of truth."
Herbert restrained his smile and looked earnestly at Flora.
He raised his hand to pat her shoulder, but accidentally lifted it too high, landing on her head.
Flora: "Hmm?"
Herbert: "..."
He hesitated, then pretended nothing happened, gently patting her, softly saying:
"Don't let others' thoughts affect you."
"Don't let others define whether you are evil or not."
"Even this world, even the Law, doesn't understand your inner thoughts."
This world defines good and evil in a result-oriented way.
If soone does evil, they may be judged as evil, regardless of their reasons.
But at the sa ti, this world is also quite idealistic.
If you can uphold your inner firm beliefs, the world will make concessions.
In this world, individual will truly holds power!
Or rather... the power of the soul truly exists.
"In my opinion, the world shouldn't be simply divided into different allegiances."
"The world is complex; among countless beings, exceptions always exist."
Feeling the soft sensation under his palm, he couldn't help but ruffle her hair, laughing: "You should know this better than anyone, shouldn't you?"
As one of the very few Sages among billions of Demons, Flora's existence itself is a miracle.
Order born from extre chaos.
If her existence can't prove it, then what can?
Evil is not necessarily absolutely evil, neutrality is not necessarily absolutely neutral, and justice is not necessarily absolutely just.
In any world, there is much middle ground between the two extres.
"Since you believe you are not evil, then I also think you do not belong to evil."
"If you still doubt this, if you're unsure... then we can try."
Herbert naturally lifted his hand from Flora's head and extended it to her.
The Demon, sowhat touched but still confused after hearing Herbert's words, frowned.
"You say try? How to try?"
"Of course, just like this..."
The pure Holy Mark on the back of his hand lit up, its dazzling radiance making Flora squint.
!!!
She instinctively wanted to dodge, but Herbert grabbed her shoulder, firmly holding her in place.
"Flora, look at ."
At this mont, Herbert harnessed all his physical strength, seemingly at ease, but actually with all his might, slowly pressing Flora back.
So she could see his serious expression.
He said:
"I will be this experint."
"You bestow your blessing upon , and I will prove with reality whether you belong to evil."
"If I do not beco Fallen after your blessing, then you..."
The silver-haired young man smiled, a smile full of courage and joy.
"... do not belong to evil."
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