"This road is the most orthodox road. I drive the tribe with great justice, and use divine power to coerce others to obey the tribe. Only in this way can we reach a bright future."

"But you, but Rama." Babel looked complicated, "Why did you also get a good result?"

After the violent killing, Rama killed the assassins of the elders in the dark.

When the elders realized that Rama was in trouble, the first step of his plan was successful.

Before taking action, Rama had already told her this truth.

I know they won't listen to my reasoning, but that doesn't matter. It's enough that I know my reasoning is feasible.

I don’t need them to understand, I don’t need them to agree, I just need them to obey.

Power can bring the answers I want, and their obedience is the only thing I need.

Babir then watched Rama achieve victory.

A sixteen-year-old boy, he used a method he had never thought of to directly win the victory.

His success was a heavy blow to Babel, who wanted to use justice and divine power to succeed.

Why can this be successful? !

"You really shouldn't have too much jealousy and hatred towards me," Rama sighed, "Everyone knows that I am Tanit's child, and you are my adoptive mother and my mother. "

"But you are not my child, you want to fight for my power." Babel said coldly.

"That's right." Rama did not deny it. "When it comes to power, the so-called mother-child relationship can also be a lie. What's more, I am not your biological son, just an adopted son."

It was difficult for him to reason too much with Babel.

Because Babel herself knew these truths, she just dismissed them and stubbornly moved towards her goals.

"Okay, okay, let's retell this path." A gentle smile appeared on Rama's face again.

"I think you've chosen the right path."

"But the truth is not that if you are right, then I am wrong." Rama explained gently, "The road to the future is wide enough, and you and I are both on the right path."

"You have to integrate the power of the tribe, and then use the power of divine power and spiritual power to strengthen the tribe."

"And what I want to do is the same, except that instead of relying on the power of gods, I plan to rely on my own strength."

Rama paused, as if he had thought of something, "And a simple truth is that whether it is the power of the gods or my power, their essence is the same."

“Strength brings might, not justice.”

"What justice requires is another bargaining chip."

Rama shook his head and lowered his voice: "Mother, what is embarrassing for you is that you directly regard the gods as the embodiment of justice and justice, as if everything they do is correct."

"So you can't accept my power, because I am not a god. I am really weak, but I have received the treatment that only a god is entitled to."

"Only on this point, you are so wrong."

Babel couldn't hold back, she was anxious.

"Don't they symbolize justice and justice?"

Theocratic power itself is only a tool of the ruler, and the war of faith is essentially a battle of interests.

But Teyvat does have gods. Even for desert people like Babel, she received the same education in this regard.

The core of the seven mortal kingdoms are the seven gods. The powerful people who rule the human kingdom on behalf of the gods certainly know this, so they work hard to promote the answer that God loves the world.

It doesn’t matter whether God loves people or not, but I have to let God know that we, ordinary people, think God loves us.

We honor the gods and celebrate their care for us with rituals and rituals.

These are all means to please the gods.

When an inhuman entity has the ability to easily destroy an entire human world, the only thing you can do is pray that it is friendly to humans.

Because the rest, you can't do anything.

What kind of education can they propose based on this cornerstone?

It's nothing more than lies that gods are great, gods are gentle, gods love people... and so on.

"That's not the case, Elder Babel." Rama explained seriously, "I have heard such a short joke, and this joke is likely to be confirmed on Mond's head in the future."

"All our efforts are not to protect the people, but to make the people believe that they are being protected."

This ridiculous answer stunned Babel for a moment.

"Similarly, we teach that God loves the world, not because God really loves people, but because we want ordinary people to believe that God loves us."

If Babel knew that Nasida was imprisoned by the sages of the Order, she would know that the so-called gods symbolize justice and justice, which are completely hypocritical lies.

But she doesn't know.

So she made the judgment that an ordinary person in the world of Teyvat should make. Gods are individuals who never make mistakes and always walk on the right path.

But Rama knew it, so he knew very well that people respect gods not at all because of justice or wisdom.

all fake.

They feared the gods, but they only feared the power of the gods.

When you will die if you don't respect them, you will naturally think about how to say every word and whether every word will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

There is never any unintentional offense. Any offense is essentially that you are not worthy of the other person's wasted thought.

Babel had just lived in this environment for too long. She knew that gods would die, but she didn't know that gods could also be imprisoned by mortals.

There is no great deed of killing gods by mortals in this world. In any legend or record, gods are living beings higher than humans.

"We should look at things like gods more objectively and rationally." Rama said with a dull expression, "Gods are just living beings with powerful power."

“The point is nothing more than [having great power].”

"So to put it another way, if I had great power, I would be a god."

His words were casual and gentle, as if he were telling a well-known truth, so his tone was not high-pitched.

"You don't have this power!"

Babel made her final resistance.

"No, indeed not." Rama nodded and admitted, "But the truth is this, the gods can take away their lives at will, and I can easily do the same thing."

"Then to the world, I am certainly not a god."

"But to them, what's the difference between me and the gods?"

Power is never wrong.

When it is wrong, it is defeated.

But can a defeated power be considered a power?

Only when Dickapian was defeated could history be qualified to call him a tyrant.

After the death of the Red King, the scholars in the rain forest were able to denounce the cruelty of the Red King.

Justice and justice would not be correct enough if they could only crown the dead and reveal their true form only after the rule of power has ended.

Justice delayed is not justice.

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