Chapter 629 Emilia's Confusion

Faerun is equally beautiful at night.

Walking by the Neverwinter River and looking at the beautiful scenery around you is a very suitable scene for confession.

But unfortunately, Duanmuhuai knew that Amelia would never come to him for this.

After all, Cyric, the murderous prince, once commented on the God of Justice - "Tyr is a perverted nymphomaniac. Otherwise, why are there so many people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for justice, but there are a group of pretty girls who serve him? A gay girl who never gets married?”

Hmm... How should I put it? It's rough words but not rough words.

Of course, players also have their own explanations for this, and it is understandable that Tyr has such a hobby. After all——Tiel is an old man who has lost his right hand.

Well, I understand everything.

By the way, Cyric is also in a miserable state. Basically, all his churches have been wiped out by players. This is not because the players have any objections to Cyric. After all, even if the Prince of Murder is the God of Lies and Killing, it doesn't have much to do with them.

But the problem lies in Cyric's emblem - a white skull shrouded in a black sun.

Um...you are being disrespectful.

If Duanmuhuai saw Cyric, he would definitely kill him without explaining.

This divine emblem alone is enough to kill him a hundred times.

But now is not the time to discuss Cyric.

"Mr. Duanmu, actually..."

Walking to the river and looking at the forest in front of her, Amelia looked a little melancholy.

"Actually... before I left Neverwinter, I went to visit Ms. Aribes. Her condition was very bad... and I heard from her servant that she often had nightmares... She seemed to have been lost. Faith, I don’t understand...who is righteous and who is evil?”

"Oh, if you're asking about this, I'd say...the Inquisition doesn't care about this issue."

"……………Why?"

It has to be said that Duanmuhuai's answer was completely beyond Amelia's expectation. She looked at Duanmuhuai in surprise.

"But………"

"Originally, justice is something very ambiguous and undefinable. For example, a country was invaded by a group of barbarians. They brutally killed the people of that country, raped the women of that country, and killed the people of that country. Boy, are these savages evil?"

"certainly."

This time, Amelia answered without hesitation.

"Then if you investigate deeply, you will find that the land of that country was originally the homeland of barbarians. In order to occupy this land, the people of that country not only hunted and killed the barbarians who invited them into their homeland, but also used diseases and plagues to completely Destroy them. They even scalped those barbarians as rewards, and all the barbarian tribes are doing now is just revenge for regaining their homeland. So now, tell me, who is righteous?"

"this……………"

Amelia was speechless for a moment.

"Justice and evil are human subjective definitions. It's like a child running to pick flowers in the forest and being killed by a wild beast. People will think that the wild beast is evil because it brutally kills a defenseless child. But in the wild beast In this world, killing the cubs of other races is a natural behavior. It is to prevent other races from occupying their own territory. Therefore, in the eyes of beasts, there is nothing inappropriate in what they do, let alone anything. The distinction between justice and evil is ultimately defined subjectively by humans.”

Duanmuhuai spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"This is the problem with Aribes. There is more than one kind of justice, so it is easy for the Paladin of the God of Justice to have problems, because if you insist on your own justice, one day it will collide with other people's justice. To Aribes, although what he did was wrong, his true intention was justice. But to the people of Neverwinter, Vanswyck was evil in his own right. So, what is justice and what is evil. There is no point in delving into evil, so for the Inquisition it is of no concern to us.”

"So...are you saying that justice is an unnecessary existence?"

"I didn't say that... let's use an analogy."

Looking at Amelia's depressed expression, Duanmuhuai thought for a moment.

"Assume that human beings are a big house, then the Tribunal is the masons. We are only responsible for maintaining the house itself so that it does not collapse or become dilapidated. However, the decoration style of the rooms inside is still decided by the owner of the house, justice, evil, chaos, order , freedom... No matter what your ideas are, how you want to decorate your room is your own business, unless you dig out the load-bearing wall during the decoration and pose a threat to the existence of the entire house. It’s up to you how you decorate your room, and the Inquisition will not interfere.”

After saying this, Duanmu Huai chuckled.

"You don't want the maintenance staff to tell you what to do with the things in your room. In the same way, your ideas and goals belong to you. Aribes' justice and your justice are definitely different, but It doesn’t mean that one of them is wrong. The binary values ​​of black and white are the stupidest.”

"It sounds difficult..."

"The ambiguous concept is like this. There is no clear definition. The goal of the Tribunal is much clearer. As long as it can protect mankind, everything else does not matter. Therefore, we will not be entangled in the issue of justice and evil, let alone We don’t think about whether what we are doing is right—as long as humanity survives, we have succeeded, and if humanity perishes, then we have failed, it’s that simple.”

From a certain perspective, the radical style of the Inquisition also stems from this. Everything is based on results, rather than being obsessed with justice and freedom like the Paladins. Even if they succeed in the end, they will doubt whether their choices and actions are good. correct. And once you have doubts about yourself, you will be taken advantage of by evil gods and fall.

So Irebeth... Duanmuhuai felt that she was hopeless.

But Emilia can still be saved.

This is also the reason why everyone who joins the Tribunal can live in harmony. They have the same goal, and nothing else matters. Otherwise, if they were just arguing about "what is justice", they would probably have broken up long ago.

Now, even if everyone has different ideas, practices and acceptance levels, but the big goal is the same, then the rest are all small details that can be tolerated.

"This seems a bit difficult to understand..."

"All in all, the only thing left is more experience. Just remember that even if it is red, pink and purple are different. Some people like pink and some people like purple, but even if they are different, they are still red... ……That's it."

After saying this, Duanmuhuai patted Amelia's head.

"Okay, let's go back."

As a result, when Duanmuhuai took Emilia back to the gate of the mage's mansion, he found Kasim and Rosia standing hesitantly, as if they didn't dare to go in.

"What's wrong?"

"They're afraid to go in."

Faced with Duanmuhuai's inquiry, Ojisi frowned and spoke slightly dissatisfied.

"Don't you dare go in?"

Duanmu Huai glanced at the two of them doubtfully, then put his head into the portal, and then his eyes blurred. The next moment, the golden Gothic-style corridor, as well as the tall dome and decoration appeared in front of him.

Oh, speaking of which, the mage's mansion will show the place where he is most relaxed according to the memory of the caster. It is also normal for the internal structure of the Tribunal mothership to appear. After all, when Duanmu Huai is fine, he just stays on the mothership and doesn't go out much.

"Isn't this normal? Is there something wrong?"

Duanmuhuai retracted his head and looked at Kasim and Luo Xia in confusion, while the latter looked very frightened.

"No, that... such a place is not something we can enter, right? Rosha and I will sleep in the wild..."

"What are you afraid of? It's just a mage's mansion. If you don't go in and rest, why do you need it?"

"Really, is it really okay? Everything inside looks so valuable..."

"It's okay, let's go, let's go."

Duanmuhuai shook his head, and then stepped into the mage's mansion again, followed by Ogis and Emilia.

Entering the mage's mansion and seeing the luxurious scenery in front of her, even Emilia was shocked.

"Mr. Duanmu, are you a prince?"

Oh, the little girl is very good at talking. I have never seen a prince charming like this. Since your mouth is so sweet, I’ll give you one extra point.

"Not really, this is just the view of the Tribunal."

"This is the Tribunal..."

Looking at the splendid Gothic-style corridors and rooms in front of her, Emilia swallowed her saliva. She now somewhat understood why Cassim and Rosia were hesitant. Just entering this place gives people a great sense of oppression, especially the smooth floor, which is almost as clean as a mirror, which makes people worry about whether they will lose money if they get dirty if they step on it...

Is there still such an organization on Faerûn?

Although Amelia had never left the North, the scene in front of her still shocked her. Even Lord Nasher's castle did not have such courage, and... Amelia felt that even if it was The king's castle cannot be so luxurious and beautiful.

"In short, choose the room you like."

Duanmu Huai introduced it casually, and then returned to his room - well, I have to say that the magic of the Master's Mansion is really powerful, completely reproducing the Inquisition mothership in his memory. Having said that, this should be regarded as an illusion. After all, the mage mansion is a spell and it is impossible to reproduce the power of technology...

From this perspective, magic is indeed very unscientific.