Volume 8: The Sword Points to the Far East Chapter 255 Mr. Sean’s Decision (Part 1)
Mr. Sean laughed out loud: "That sounds like something you would say, Ayun."
"That's how it is." Xiao Yun spread his hands. "There are so many races in this world. Dragons can live for thousands of years, elves can live for hundreds of years, and humans can live for decades. Can you say that fate is equally fair to dragons, elves, and humans? It doesn't exist. The time it takes for a dragon to take a nap is the time it takes for a human to live a lifetime."
"Life itself is not fair, but you actually require that all life forms must be consistent in order to be recognized and accepted by all intelligent creatures. Otherwise, it's heresy. What kind of international joke is this?"
Sean couldn't help but smile. He was a very open-minded person, but he was limited by the limitations of the civilization of this world and was inevitably blinded by some things. Before Xiao Yun fooled him and made up his mind, he would rather die than continue to live in the form of undead - it was not entirely because of moral and ethical concerns. Undead creatures were not tolerated in the material world and would "fall" to the demon world. They could not come without someone to summon them...
Otherwise, why would a black magician usually have no choice but to become a lich in the later stages?
The people of this world would never imagine that a legendary magician would "willingly degenerate" into an undead creature and willingly become a contracted servant of a dark magician to continue living in the material world. Not to mention making such a suggestion to a legendary magician, such an idea would never appear in the minds of the locals.
Xiao Yun is different. The organization needs him and he has his own ideas. So what's wrong with being a summoned beast!
What’s wrong with being a dead soul? As long as they can continue to work and continue to shine at their jobs, they are good dead souls!
"Accepting injustice, and based on the injustice, finding and creating wonderful things for each race. Without this transparent attitude, you will be jealous of other races and have no way to live." Xiao Yun took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Demanding others to be the same as you, and not to tolerate any so-called 'heretics'. In the actual situation of multiple races coexisting in this world, this kind of thinking has no soil to exist. Whoever yells first will die the fastest."
"For example, the Church, they are making quite a fuss among humans. Except for their gods, all other gods are heretics and must be overthrown..." Xiao Yun chuckled, "They seem quite powerful, but if you look closely, it's not true. They only dare to bully people in the human race. The Far East Orc Empire, Snow Mountain Elves, Forest Elves, and Dark Elves are all there. If you say that our Church in Bloomfield is not strong enough, the Orc Empire is so close to the Church headquarters in Bradrick Continent, why don't we see the Church headquarters in Bradrick Continent attack the Orc Empire?"
"The Church is making such a fuss about the liquidation of heretics. Does it really not care about a bunch of heretics? Obviously not. It's just that the cost of a cross-sea expedition is too high, and the Orc Empire is a hard bone that cannot be chewed. The cost is not proportional to the benefits."
"So, any behavior guided by narrow-minded thinking, no matter how correct it is, can only be carried out in a closed or semi-closed environment. Once it is exposed to the sun, it will be too ugly to be seen." Xiao Yun concluded, "Discrimination and elimination of heretics must be supported by interests before they can be launched. It has nothing to do with light or darkness, justice or evil. It only depends on whether the interests are enough to move people's hearts."
The simplest example is that if the white masters did not need to sell black people as slaves to make money, the "theory of the inferiority of black people" would not have been popular on the earth for so many years... There are despicable people in every race. The noble white masters insist on saying that all white people are blessed with a sacred halo. If all the white people in the slums in South Africa come to his house for dinner, he will definitely be angry.
Why don’t human rights organizations call out to the Arab world? Everyone knows the reason~!
"If we strip away the tricks of the bigwigs at the top of the pyramid who play with people's hearts and manipulate the rules, and look at the world with an absolutely objective eye, then when someone says that someone is born evil or someone is born righteous, won't we just want to laugh when we hear it?"
"Hahaha..." Mr. Sean laughed again.
Revenge Moon stood quietly outside the door for several minutes, slowly raised his hand to take off the mask on his hood, then took off the hood, untied the cloak and put it on his arm, took a deep breath, released the subspace barrier, and raised his hand to knock on the door.
The moment the subspace barrier was lifted, Mr. Sean, who was laughing heartily, showed horror on his face and suddenly turned his head to look towards the door.
Mr. Sean's spiritual field was strong enough to cover the entire Knight's Mansion. Although he did not deliberately go on guard, but... when did such a terrifying, bottomless aura appear outside the door? !
There were two knocks on the door, and then it was pushed open from the outside.
Xiao Yun and Mr. Sean had different expressions and stood up slowly.
Outside the half-open door stood a middle-aged man wearing a gray spellcaster's robe and a black cloak draped over his arm.
The man stood quite straight, with black hair and black eyes, strong facial lines, sharp eyes, a square chin, tight masseter muscles on his cheeks, and slightly drooping corners of his mouth. He looked like a rather stern person, especially like a prim and proper headmaster from a British aristocratic school. He had a unique, old-fashioned, mature masculinity.
Xiao Yun and Xiao En had both seen this face before, and they both took a deep breath: "—The Moon of Revenge!"
Mr. Sean was particularly surprised. The letter he entrusted Ivory Tower to pass on was only sent four days ago. How could this black magician come so quickly? !
He subconsciously turned his head to glance at Xiao Yun and found that Xiao Yun was surprised and his feelings seemed, uh, similar to his... right.
——This black magician is said to live in the central part of the Federation. He appeared in the Knight Territory so quickly. Could it be that he set out on the same day he received the letter? !
Xiao Yun's eyes lit up. This positive attitude... seemed to have some meaning!
What happened next was not unexpected to Xiao Yun. The black magician, who had met him once at the Frank banquet, bowed his head slightly, put his hand on his chest and performed a formal wizard salute: "It is very intrusive to visit you so late at night. Webber Hodgson would like to greet you two, Sage Ayun, Sean."
Mr. Sean was a little dazed for a moment, while Xiao Yun, who looked expressionless, was delighted in his heart...
Spellcasters are the most bizarre and eccentric group. Most of them have no concept of wearing formal clothes when attending formal occasions. They all wear the same robe when going out, such as Webb Hodgson in the Moon of Revenge when attending the Frankish Feast.
He has no interest in wearing formal clothes, so it is even more impossible for the spellcaster to observe formal etiquette and say greetings all the time. When Mr. Sean first met Xiao Yun, he didn't even introduce himself politely. Even when Xiao Yun took the initiative to ask, he just threw out his name stiffly.
In other words, Revenge Moon, who had formally performed the mage's salute and politely introduced himself, attached great importance to meeting the two of them!
Xiao Yun immediately walked up to him with brisk steps, putting on a proper social smile, which was neither too flattering nor too enthusiastic, but could make people feel that they were being noticed by the other party. It was a professional smile that managers must have: "No, no, Mr. Hodgson. We were too rude not to be prepared to formally welcome a distinguished guest like you."
Webber Hodgson Moon of Vengeance fixed his gaze on Xiao Yun's face. His deep gaze seemed to be filled with countless emotions, but he did not show it. He just looked at Xiao Yun deeply and nodded slightly.
Well... we can't expect a deep-house magician to be as slick and fluent in social vocabulary as Xiao Yun...
Xiao Yun seemed to be unaware of the awkward atmosphere that had arisen inexplicably. He invited people into the house while preparing tea and snacks... Embarrassment? Not happening! Being able to keep a smile even when a customer spitted on your face is a basic quality of a professional manager!
The taciturn Moon of Revenge was invited to sit in the living room, and watched in silence as the Snow Wolf Man was called to light the lamp, start a fire, and cook tea and snacks. Only then did he realize that his attitude seemed impolite... He had thought over and over again in his mind the words he should have said to greet him politely upon entering the door.
Xiao Yun has plenty of experience dealing with unfamiliar spellcasters. Mr. Sean and the descendants of "J" have been enough for him to understand how fussy this group is (er...). To describe it, it's like a combination of the technical geeks and hardcore old-school intellectuals on Earth. It's the kind of group that's very difficult to deal with at first, but easy to deal with once you get to know them better...
Keep a safe distance and be polite and courteous. Don't ask questions that require the other party to answer. Try to talk more without asking questions so that the other party can get to know you first. When the other party thinks that they know you to a certain extent and think that you are not dangerous, they will be willing to take the initiative to introduce themselves. It is a special case to use a combination of tricks to knock the other party unconscious when you go to the door! If you don't need to use such unconventional means to attract the other party's attention, don't rush to make deep conversations!
If Xiao Yun wanted to please someone, he could definitely do it silently. After sitting in the brightly lit, cool and ventilated living room for less than half an hour and having a midnight snack (cucumber cold noodles with sweet and sour milk and tomato sauce), Revenge Moon's tense shoulders relaxed a little, and it was obvious that the stress period had passed.
So now it’s time to get down to business…
"Sean, are you sure you choose to become a undead?" The unsociable dark magician in the deep house immediately kicked out a straight ball after relaxing.
As they were all spellcasters, and all knew the problems of their own group, Mr. Sean did not mind and nodded, " Yes, the letter entrusted to Ivory Tower to deliver expressed exactly what I was thinking."
Hodgson was silent for a moment. As curious as he was about Sean when he came here, his feelings were just as complicated when he saw him in person - as a bystander, there would be a difference in the feelings when a stranger commits suicide and when someone you like commits suicide.
Hodgson believes that Sean is worth getting to know, as he can openly communicate with the sage Ayun about the ideas that he strongly agrees with.
"You need to think carefully...about the situation of undead creatures in the material plane." After thinking for a while, Hodgson advised reluctantly.
Xiao Yun, who had been smiling the whole time, looked at Hodgson in surprise.
Asking a black magician for help, transforming Mr. Sean, who is running out of time, into an undead and signing a contract, and having the Snow Wolf Clan pay a large sum of "ransom" to purchase Mr. Sean's autonomy and let the black magician give up enslaving Mr. Sean, was the solution Xiao Yun and Sean came up with after several discussions.
The moment Mr. Sean becomes a ghost, he will fall into the demon world. The black magician needs to go to the demon world to retrieve the ghost that Mr. Sean has transformed, sign a contract, and summon Mr. Sean back to the material plane. This requires the black magician to have a strength of level 4 or above; and he must be willing to pay money to release the ghost who enslaved a servant of a legendary magician in his previous life. Under these requirements, the powerful and money-strapped (ahem) Vengeance Moon is naturally the best candidate...
In short, even in a world ruled by magic, it is not so easy to "extend life", so Xiao Yun has prepared for heavy bleeding.
But now, looking at Revenge Moon's attitude, why does it seem like she has a sympathetic feeling towards Mr. Sean? !
Xiao Yun's memory was fine. He clearly remembered that during the Frank Feast, this guy accepted Carlisle's bribes before he was willing to give him a look, but there was no Sean in his eyes at all? !
Xiao Yun looked at Sean inquiringly, and found that Sean also looked confused...
Sean is considered one of the top spellcasters of his generation, but he has no relationship with Vengeance Moon who is at the top...
Hodgson stared at Sean for a few seconds, then spoke again, his eyes wandering as if he was embarrassed: "If it's not offensive, please tell me why you decided to become a ghost."
Xiao Yun immediately reached out his hand like lightning and tugged at the corner of Sean's clothes under the table. When Sean looked over inexplicably, Xiao Yun glanced over sharply - hurry up, play the victim! !
Mr. Sean: “…”
