"..."
Facing Jin's invitation, Yun You was montarily stunned, and then a glimpse of interest indeed flashed in her eyes.
The "political commissar" ntioned by Jin indeed fits her characteristics and does hold imnse power, bearing responsibilities beyond imagination.
Although there might be a risk of "offending people,"... Yun You was least afraid of offending people.
Jin indeed thought things through, but...
The little girl lowered her head and murmured in a voice akin to a mosquito's buzz, "But I'm afraid I won't do well..."
"No one is born knowing how to do sothing well."
Jin gently shook his head and smiled, "It's all learned and honed through experience."
"Even as your teacher, I've made many mistakes in the past, had many naive and immature thoughts. It's human nature, and unavoidable. So don't be afraid of making mistakes, instead, embrace them, because after making enough mistakes, you'll only beco more mature."
Saying this, he leaned closer to the girl's ear and whispered, "To tell you the truth, when your senior Zaikun first took charge of the Second Legion, upon seeing the soldiers, he couldn't help but blurt out 'Sir!' as he did in his youth, causing quite a laughable mishap."
Yun You let out a chuckle, and indeed, the pressure in her heart was greatly reduced.
She also understood what it ant to "not do well"... it was clearly just an excuse. If she truly wanted to do sothing from the bottom of her heart, it was likely to succeed.
This is her ability, and she knows what skills she possesses. She has never been a person with low self-esteem.
"Girl."
Seeing that Yun You's mood had lifted slightly, Jin suddenly changed his tone and said seriously, "I know why you're upset. It's because you feel like your life has lost its purpose, right?"
Yun You was slightly taken aback but still nodded honestly.
"Actually, life... is much longer than we imagine."
Jin also sat down cross-legged and murmured, "Sotis we think that a certain thing requires all our life's energy to complete."
"That's not strange because people's subconscious always tends to be conservative when setting goals, always giving themselves the widest ti fra. But due to certain unforeseen circumstances or good luck, we often complete them ahead of ti, and at that mont, we inevitably feel emptiness and loneliness."
"So we need to think carefully about this long life, about what exactly we should do."
"To be frank, little one..."
Jin pointed at himself and said sowhat wistfully, "In my youth, I wasn't far-sighted either. At that ti, all I thought about was how to beco stronger, to defeat those in the academy who bullied , to destroy the family that betrayed ."
"But later, when I easily accomplished all of that, I realized such simple goals couldn't keep motivated and lively for a lifeti. So I began to travel the world, experiencing different customs under different identities."
"But in reality... I didn't feel any 'humanity'."
"In Nest City and various human settlents, the only thing I could feel was one thing."
"Oppression."
Saying this, Jin's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to look out the window. The neon lights of Upper City and Central City were so dazzling, but his eyes remained fixed on the people of Lower City.
"I personally witnessed companies and nobles taking away farrs' water resources and land that they depended on to survive, then emptying the common people's pockets with monopolistic products, making everyone born into debt, and a lifeti's work is only for repaying their debts."
"So lower-class people never breathe fresh air in their entire lives, living in dilapidated brick and tile houses, eating and drinking cheap industrial by-products. Even scavenging the garbage discarded by the upper class is considered illegal—because the processed garbage from Upper City becos the best-selling luxury in Lower City."
"I still rember, when I first entered the Death God Organization, a ntor solemnly told that Apprentice Death Gods fight for humanity. But what have we seen over the years? Death Gods colluding with nobles, and their protection extended only to the noble families. And what about mortals? Not only do they receive no protection, but they also beco the playthings of Apprentice Death Gods, killed or played with at whim."
With that, he gently lifted his bangs to reveal the "Thorn Crown" mark on his forehead.
"When I obtained the Saint Sequence, the Saint told that he once hoped to create a world where everyone is equal. But he failed, and was shattered into pieces."
"So I took up his mantle, and also this seemingly impossible ideal."
"I know, perhaps one day, I might fall like the Saint, becoming another piece of 'Saint's Remains' in this world. But I hope that my efforts won't be in vain!"
Jin gently patted Yun You's shoulder.
"Our actions are precisely to ensure that there are fewer children like you in this world, to prevent those past tragedies from repeating. As long as we can save one more person, I can be more at peace at the end of my days."
"..."
Yun You once again fell silent, but her heart couldn't remain calm.
She thought of her past. If there had been more righteous people like Jin who happened to pass by her ho on the night of the massacre, would everything have been different?
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