Chapter 515
"Your Excellency Webber?"
In the silent council chamber, Victor Seuss on the throne turned his eyes to the little priest Weber.
The pale-faced little priest tried his best to suppress the body that was always trembling, and remained silent; for some reason... he never dared to look up towards Loren who was looking towards him.
Yes...Webber could feel that when Loren said these words, his gaze never left him for a moment.
He is using this method to torture himself, questioning himself...
Anyway, for the sake of principle and justice, he gave up this ridiculous imperial trial;
or for I have lost my ideals and the face of Holy Cross Church, even if I deceive myself and others, I have to fight to the last minute?
The black hair wizard also remained silent and waited quietly.
The upright and stubborn little priest...will it give up?
"Holy Cross Church's...Your Excellency Webber?"
The little priest lifts the head stiff, but his trembling lips didn't say a word, his eyes shaking violently as if proceeding The last desperate resistance.
His trembling palms made Loren squint his eyes slightly, and his clenched palms seemed to be sweating constantly.
No... That is blood that has been soaked in the palm of the hand.
"Your Excellency Weber of Holy Cross Church, do you have anything else to say?" In an indifferent tone, Victor Hughes reminded him a third time.
The church trial Magistrate, who desperately concealed his panic, looked towards the little priest unwillingly and angry.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise.
The little priest staring at the huge pressure left two bright red blood imprints on the table. He suddenly got up and panted quickly. Complexion pale said:
" It’s just nonsense!"
"Yes, the great plague of the year, Master Lussac Kovo did heal many people, but how many people did he kill because of this? In order to make him After the medicine has achieved its effect, how many people might have survived because of the side effects of medicine and died painfully?!"
"Dying from the plague and dying in front of the medicine that originally had all hopes, really Is there a difference?!"
The black hair wizard who didn't say a word silently looked at the hysterical little priest.
"Death rate, treatment rate, chance of success, last hope... just a person who has only cold data in his eyes, focuses on utilitarian names, and has no compassion for himself to win prestige. An excuse desperately looking for."
"That's it!"
The little priest lost self-control angrily shouted with trembling lips, but his bloodied hands were still shaking:
"Wizards... always emphasize the importance of reason. They should think rationally rather than perceptually, and always keep a calm attitude to observe things, and don't let themselves get tired of emotions and hearts. "
"When did you turn yourself into a pure and unfeeling wild beast, a cold and merciless monster?"
next moment, Loren said slightly: "monster...?"
In his extremely plain tone, he seemed to be asking about an insignificant little thing.
"Isn't it? Is there really a difference in the importance of human death? In order to save 10,000 people, the remaining thousands of people have to be turned into souls and bones for this?!"
"Those pitiful persons who have worked all day long, happy with their family, living hard, and desperately living...are they just worthy of becoming something as unsentimental and cold as the data in his mouth?!"
"They are all living people, Loren!" The stared wide-eyed little priest roared, "It was Lussac Kovo who gave them hope to live and killed them with his own hands. !"
The voice trembling with excitement echoed over and over again in the silent council chamber.
Victor Seuss, who has always been expressionless, finally has a slight change in his eyes;
The girl who once fell in her arms seems to appear in front of her again, The torn throat was bleeding continuously, but she still couldn't make her feel any more breathing.
"If you save three people, you have to kill one person... ridiculous saying; just like the relatives and strangers falling into the water at the same time in the proverbs of the Holy Cross, the old people and children who are about to be crushed by the carriage are just like the incompetent... It’s just an excuse for my incompetence!"
"Don’t look for a safer and more secure method...just for your own fame and reputation, let these poor people who have nothing but life, do This kind of choice without retreat allows them to kill themselves..."
"He really thought about them, are they real people? He thought about them, they were the same as him. The Holy Cross gave the soul, was raised by his parents, loved and loved by his children, who also had dreams and did everything to survive?!"
"If he really thought about it, then he won’t Do this!"
The black hair wizard staring at him always carried his hands on his back, his eyes calm and did not refute.
The trembling little priest, step by step, walked in front of Loren Torino with a solemn gaze: "I once told me that the wizards...they are not apostles of the devil, they are just a group for People who work hard for a better and more prosperous world."
"They...are no different from any other people of the Holy Cross, and their rational and calm attitude is more than enough to explain How much attention and awe these people do to what they do!"
"I once agreed with this incomparably." Little priest slightly paused:
" Now I am about to start to doubt... Such a world that has no humanity at all, no sympathy and compassion, and tells everything to the efficiency, success or failure world..."
"It's also too cold Are you merciless?!" The excited little priest Weber raised his right hand and sprinkled bright red blood on the face of the black hair wizard, leaving stains on the face of the black hair wizard, and did not make him even blink Click your eyes.
From start to finish, it was so calm, looking at the little priest without excitement.
There is also a slight...contempt in his eyes.
Loren saw this expression in his eyes when he was facing believers and church members in Mentor Dalton Kander... The tutor always concealed this emotion very well, even if the other party's impassioned reprimand It also couldn't make his expression fluctuate slightly.
Now...Loren feels a little bit so he can understand Mentor Dalton Kander's mood and approach.
"The excuse the incompetent makes for his incompetence is cold and inhumane..." Holding up the scroll in his hand, the black hair wizard whispered: "Yes, from this point. What you say, Master Lussac Covo is really inexcusable."
"He is arrogant, conceited, and never listens to others’ opinions. He always believes oneself infallible; in pharmacy and He is extremely stubborn in alchemy. He doesn’t care about the feelings of patients at all. He never asks for advice and conducts experiments on others."
"Cold and ruthless, sensible and indifferent... In his eyes, maybe one The result of a brand-new medicine is more than thousands of lives; as long as the medicine can achieve the most ideal effect, even if it pays hundreds of lives, why not?"
"For this kind of people... the family is broken, the prestige is ruined, they are accused by thousands of people, and finally they are alone, and desperately choose to commit suicide in the black prison... It should be called, the Holy Cross punishes the sinner, right?"
"Exactly!"
Although he said this impassionedly, the little priest's expression was still very painful.
"But it is such a person who took the initiative to stand up when tens of thousands of poor people were about to fall into the plague, but no one was willing to save them."
Loren’s voice was slightly sad: “Does he really need such prestige? For a Potion Master who has already started to succeed, he only needs to continue his career step by step to become a Potion Master guild. The chairman of the group is on the Peak of life!"
"When everyone... even Holy Cross Church and the empire are at a loss, when tens of thousands of poor people give up their hope..."
"He...really walked into that world of purgatory for the sake of'prestige'?"
Silence...This time it is not just a little priest, but even the church trial Magistrate I also chose silence.
"For Lussac Kovo, he has seen more than this." Loren lowered his head slightly, looking towards the little priest Weber whose eyes were already red:
"In his eyes, this plague and the death of thousands of people are no longer the appearance; he saw that if he did nothing in this terrifying disaster..."
"Then When the plague spreads to all parts of the empire, that will be the real purgatory on earth!"