Chapter 2901 Farewell to the Madhouse (Ⅱ)

"Inanna! Why are you talking stupid things? If Udinos doesn't have the Supreme Commander, everything will be messed up!"

The more Saoirse spoke, the more excited she became.

"Do you think that the beholders who got rid of the supreme rule will be content with the status quo and live in harmony in their respective territories?"

"You are wrong, they will release the malice and ambition suppressed by the original order, and become crazier, more greedy, and more cruel!"

"They will attack their own compatriots by all means, and they will deliberately plunder their neighbors' territories, slaves and property, and it will turn into a big melee that spreads across the city. I don't know how many compatriots will die from each other. Is this what you want to see? result?"

"My lord Saoirse, the admonition my lord mother gave me before is appropriate here." Inanna replied coldly, "If our compatriots voluntarily embark on a path of self-destruction, then the destruction is what they deserve The ending is also the consequence they should bear."

After hearing this, Saoirse felt a chill in her heart.

The Prime Minister of Udinos did not realize a sad fact until this time.

Among all the people present, she was actually the only one who cared about the inheritance of the throne, the rise and fall of Udinos, and the survival of the beholder clan.

The sad thing is that all of this is not based on her will. She thinks she is responsible for the future of Hive City and her compatriots, but she is full of enthusiasm but is treated coldly, making herself look like a self-made laughing stock.

...

Joan took her daughter to leave the palace of Ishtar, and found Saoirse following them silently, with a desolate and lonely face.

Seeing her deeply shocked and disheartened appearance, Qiao An couldn't bear it, so he turned around and comforted her.

Saoirse forced a smile, and said calmly: "Mitra, actually, I thought about it later, it's wise for you and Inanna to go out temporarily to avoid the limelight, anyway, His Majesty will leave Udino sooner or later. Si, pursue the nightmare about the 'high-dimensional observer', and you will come back when the time comes."

"Lord Saoirse, some things need to be made clear in advance. Even if the Supreme One leaves Udinos, Inanna and I may not come back, let alone expect us to succeed Ishtar to rule the city."

Joan's words shattered the last thought in Saoirse's heart, and she nodded vigorously.

"Mitra, after you and Inanna leave, what will happen to your territory?"

"I will tell my servants to act according to the rules I set before. If you encounter troubles that they can't solve, send me a 'short message technique'. I don't need to be there in person, and I can cast spells to solve the problem remotely."

After thinking for a while, Joan continued: "Master Saoirse, if you can spare time in the future, you might as well visit my territory more and take care of my property and servants. I thank you in advance."

"Don't be polite to me, Mitra, I will try my best to help you manage the affairs of the territory, and everything will remain as usual until you and Inanna come back..."

Sighing, Saoirse couldn't help but confide in her heart.

"Mitra, in fact, I envy you and Inanna very much. You can leave as soon as you want, how cool! To be honest, I also want to leave Udinos with you to see the vast world beyond the mouth of the well. Unfortunately, I There are still responsibilities, and no freedom..."

Joan heard the helplessness and pain in Saoirse's words, and couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

"Lord Saoirse, you are a competent prime minister with a sense of responsibility that is extremely rare among the beholders. Unfortunately, this city is not worthy of a prime minister like you, and the residents of the city are not worthy of your sense of responsibility."

"Thank you, Mitra..." Saoirse was so moved that she almost choked up.

Inanna also floated up to Saoirse, hesitated for a moment before revealing her truth.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, I was not convinced until today that you really care about His Majesty, Udinos, and the compatriots living in this city."

"Actually, before this... I have always suspected that your enthusiasm for public affairs is nothing more than a beautifully packaged desire for power, and even suspected that you are a hypocrite who is selfless on the surface and scheming behind the scenes. Ashamed, please accept my apology."

"Son, you don't have to blame yourself for this." Saoirse stretched out a stalk of her eyes, caressed Inanna's forehead, and smiled bitterly, "Actually, you are not the only ones who have such suspicions, His Majesty and the nobles in the city are the same. I don’t say it, but I suspect that I am a hypocrite.”

"All this time, they... no, we all misunderstood you."

Inanna carefully analyzes the source of this common misconception.

"Your enthusiasm for governing the city-state and devoting yourself to public affairs is completely inconsistent with the traditional selfish nature of our beholders. Most compatriots can't understand what you do, and can't figure out why you spend so much energy on things that have nothing to do with your own interests. The so-called 'nosy', which forces us to evaluate you—either we have to admit that you are sincerely working for the welfare of the people in the city, or suspect that you are a hypocrite with ulterior motives."

"Our beholders are jealous by nature, and we are not afraid to speculate on the motives of other people's actions with the greatest malice. It is not difficult to understand why we have prejudice against this kind of beholder."

"It's good that you've named the source of prejudice, Inanna, but the question is, is it really prejudice?"

Saoirse smiled wryly, a strange gleam appeared in her eyes, and she whispered softly, as if she was talking in her sleep.

"Mitra, Inanna, I have a secret that I have never revealed to others... The suspicion of my compatriots is not entirely prejudiced. In fact, I know in my heart that I am a hypocrite in my bones!"

"However, whenever I notice the suspicion in other people's eyes when they look at me, I can't help feeling a surge of resentment from the bottom of my heart!"

"You think I'm a hypocrite? I want to stick to my principles, treat my compatriots kindly, and do my duty faithfully!"

"I don't like being a gentleman, I'm too tired, but in order not to let you get what you want, to stop your malicious suspicions and irresponsible mouths, I want to be an honest and honest gentleman!"

"My compatriots' suspicions and doubts about me are exactly what motivates me to devote myself to public affairs. I live to confront those suspicious eyes!"

"So what if I'm a hypocritical selfish person at heart?"

"I want to suppress my own nature, I want to run counter to the true desire in my heart, and I don't want to let you despicable little people who doubt me, suspect me, think they can see through my nature, and expect me to expose the true face of hypocrites day and night. People are happy, this is the motivation for me to live!"

After hearing Saoirse's venting inner confession, Inanna's eyes widened in surprise and she was at a loss.

Joan was also deeply touched, and said with emotion: "Master Saoirse, your stubborn and distorted character...what can I say? You look like a lunatic!"

Saoirse looked up and smiled sadly.

"Fool, do you know I'm crazy?"