Anarce?
Hilia was stunned.
"Why is she tracking ?"
"It’s okay, let her track you. Maybe she just wants to confirm whether you’re participating."
"Really?"
Hilia kept walking as she pondered.
She sensed sothing strange about this.
If it weren’t for this tracking business, she wouldn’t have thought much about it. But first, Anarce provided information about the flying competition, then helped her clarify the registration process during this period...
Before knowing about the flying competition, she was accidentally exposed by Doris in the cafeteria, who realized she was poor and wanted to make money.
The answer was obvious.
"Doris bribed Anarce to give the flying competition information."
Rose said nothing.
Hilia’s face was full of disappointnt, "Doris Loring cos from a noble family, her family is wealthy, Anarce lacks money, agreeing to Doris’s plan to harm ... quite normal. But if Doris wants to participate in the flying competition, what is her goal?"
Anarce definitely doesn’t have the ans to learn about such underground competitions. Doris surely knows and wouldn’t kindly offer such a good opportunity.
What exactly does she want?
Hilia felt overwheld with emotions, stifled inside.
Rose condensed a faint phantom with his spiritual power, hovering beside Hilia, smiled and said, "Say what you want to say, I’m listening."
Hilia glanced at him, opened her mouth, and finally lowered her head.
"Anarce, like , ca to Huijin City from a remote area. However, I ca from the Divine Hall, and was selected as a preparatory Holy Daughter. She ca from a poor family.
"I heard her parents were killed a long ti ago, her land seized, leaving her holess. To avoid being caught by slave rchants, she used the inheritance left by her parents, carrying dreams to Huijin City. Her magic talent isn’t great, just barely reaching the excellent passing mark.
"Without the school’s support, she can only survive through part-ti work, so I often brought her along for als, as I could eat lunch and dinner for free at school.
"There are many poor mages, both in class and school, but many poor people tend to be polite to on the surface. Yet, in their hearts, they harbor jealousy, mockery, saying I’ll soon fail, revealing my true colors, or they’re too self-conscious, talking to like there’s a vast gap. Only a few interacted with naturally, Anarce being one of them.
"I invited her for als, and she would help with tasks, like this flying competition. I only ntioned it once, and she went to find a suitable job for ..."
As Hilia recounted, she suddenly paused.
It was like a revelation—she seed to understand sothing.
"No, maybe she didn’t betray . Perhaps when she was looking for a job for , Doris approached her, and Doris might have used her!"
Rose found amusent in watching Hilia in self-persuasion, saying nothing.
In reality, all her assumptions were wrong.
This friend of Hilia’s was far more complex than she imagined.
Although Hilia claid to co from a remote area and be poor, her poverty was relative to nobility. She seed impoverished because she ca from the remote area’s Divine Hall to the Divine Magic Academy, but even the poorest places, the Divine Hall is surely better than other poor people.
Anarce’s poverty, on the other hand, was the poverty of the lower classes. Additionally, she was an orphan, poor compounded by poverty, yet when facing the Holy Court Saintess, she was neither self-conscious nor jealous, treating her with normalcy, fitting the protagonist template perfectly.
Co to think of it, Hilia often ntioned the High Priest but never spoke of her parents, could it be that they’re also deceased?
Rose was a bit curious but didn’t inquire, as he was more concerned about another matter.
"More than your friend, what I care about is, why are there still slave rchants now?"
Hilia was puzzled, "They’ve always existed."
Rose recalled his efforts in the ga, firmly confird one thing: "More than a thousand years ago, before I beca a god, I abolished slavery, suppressed all slave rchants, liberated all slaves, making the sinful system of slavery disappear from history. After the Era of Calamity ended, the Holy Court took control of everything, representing the gods, how did you let the slave system revive?"
"This..." Hilia was speechless.
Rose didn’t expect Hilia to explain; she was only 16, not yet the Holy Daughter, so her ignorance of such matters was normal.
The revival of such an ancient system, the gods certainly played a great role.
Forget it, let’s solve the seal first.
Then... Rose vowed to protect his Starfall Continent.
Rose said nothing. Hilia remained silent for a long ti until she was close to the dormitory, then asked in her heart, "Dear God, before summoning you, I heard your believers say that you created a world more than a thousand years ago where everyone was equal and had bread, is it true?"
"Of course, before I let go of governing, whether it was happiness or stability, it maintained over 98% for years. Everyone not only had bread but also at."
As an enthusiast of managent gas, what sets Rose apart from other players is that he enjoys gradually managing, from the outset satisfying the requirents of troublemakers to the greatest extent. Although he occasionally applied harsh asures to keep them in line, later on, he could generally achieve the ideal society.
In "Star Fall", he naturally achieved this too.
"The history books say you once slaughtered, making the world flow with blood, is it true?"
"Yes, before I beca a god, many nobles and corrupt officials liked to make trouble, creating many problems for , especially during the abolition of slavery, many slave rchants and nobles rebelled, demanding to stop the abolition of slavery. I killed them all."
"... A lot of them?"
"Not many, around a hundred thousand."
This ga differs from other managent gas; if one’s strength is insufficient, any reforms are extrely easily t with opposition and rebellion, not to ntion countless corruption incidents. These incidents accumulated, exploding with the event of abolishing slavery.
As Rose chose to abolish slavery, vast swathes of green NPCs turned red instantly. They made nurous demands. Already red-hot from various negative events, Rose chose to slay, slaying from one city to another, wiping out all the red-nad NPCs.
That was before he beca a god.
Once a god, any national policy executed was unimpeded.
These gaming behaviors have turned into real mories ingrained in Rose’s mind. As he reviewed those mories, Rose couldn’t help but feel sowhat emotional.
In the eyes of those people, he was undoubtedly the Evil God.
"These are old records, no need to ntion again, defeated, there’s nothing to say." Rose sighed, compared to being dragged back to a dieval fantasy world by the gods, he would’ve preferred seeing humanity reach the stars, exploring the cosmos.
"No." Hilia was very serious, "I also believe slavery shouldn’t exist in this world. People are equal. I will help you abolish slavery again."
Joy.
"It’s long ahead, don’t aim too high, first earn your first pot of gold."
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