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Chapter 175 Walls Don't Just Bring Fire

Emotionally speaking, Cecil is very unhappy to see O'Casey degenerate. According to Langdon, degenerate is degenerate, and there is no possibility of "good degenerate", just like Moyer expressed The restraint and "normality" that come out are only because of the constraints of O'Casey's moral standards. Once the constraints are released, Moyer will let himself go.

The story of a family of three is indeed tragic, and those villagers cannot be said to be completely innocent, but this is only Cecil's standard. There are many such things in this world. He can try his best to promote the development of the world to change this phenomenon, so he killed everyone. The villagers are indeed fond of enmity, but such an approach is definitely unacceptable-no matter by the earth's standards or local standards.

"It seems that O'Casey may not be a fallen knight, but probably a trial knight." Langdon gnawed at the bread slowly, "Fallen knights are generally contrary to the standards of his life, and what he is doing now still has the shadow of a paladin. , but on the evil side."

Cecil was at a loss for these names: "Is the Judgment Knight also evil? I think what he did seems logical besides being extreme?"

"What right does a knight have to judge others?" Langdon said, "It's not just because of power struggles. Judging knights is usually extremely strict, because it is common for a small crime to kill everyone. If he really It is normal to kill all the people in this village. I mean including children. According to the standard of the Judgment Knight, it is a crime to see without speaking. The knight was summoned to come, and after being exposed to those terrible things for a long time, he gradually lost confidence in human nature, and in the end, he would kill his son because he contradicted his mother, isn't this evil?"

It was really O'Casey himself, only in an evil version.

Cecil's concerns dissipated after speaking with the bard.

A glass of ale and a little meat - these things are not cheap in times of plague - the troubadour began: "Of course I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it was my friend, a very reliable one, who passed through the village and survived The whole process was heard from the mouth of the child."

"Child?" Cecil was a little excited inside, but still calm on the surface, "Didn't you say that the whole village is dead?"

"Hey." The bard's small eyes glanced around and lowered his voice, "I only disclose this news to a generous master like you. There are children in that village who survived. My colleagues counted them all. Children under the age of [-] are alive, and those over the age of ten..." He made a movement of scratching his neck, and said with a little show off, "Do you know how those adults died? It's not an ordinary cut throat at all, it's This kind of kindness, according to the oldest child, the flesh and blood of those adults fell off, like tofu, do you know this kind of food? Soft, like mud, peeled off from the bones, when people are still alive , The wailing sound is like a sonata of despair, tsk tsk, in this way, it should not be a devil, the devil will not keep alive and likes to eat human flesh. In short, that method of death is too weird."

All the clues matched up, and it was indeed O'Casey.

"Is there any other news about the devil?" Cecil seemed to be casual. "During this plague period, the devil appeared again, which is not good news for us businessmen."

"That's not it, master, you have to be careful when you walk outside, everything has changed in this world." The bard burped, "I, after leaving here, I'm going to the Middle Kingdom. It is safe and calm, there is no plague, and the Middle Kingdom is gentle and tolerant. I can't stay in Tambunita anymore. I have never seen such a severe plague in so many years. What is His Majesty the King of Tambunita doing? Nothing! "

Cecil and Langdon looked at each other, and both agreed.