Lord: I have a skill talent tree

Since Ethan learned that he was trapped in the spiritual world, the golden light on his body became more and more dazzling. With him as the center, a green lawn grew in the originally desolate world and continued to extend outward.

Seeing this scene, Vallejo smiled disdainfully: "Sir Ethan, save your energy! Although the self-rule is not under the control of the Gate of Truth, it is also part of the truth.

Resisting the truth is equal to rebelling against yourself. What's the point?

Instead of wasting your energy there, why don't you wait for the light sand snake's time power to dissipate automatically?"

"Master! Don't listen to his deception. As long as your rule power occupies enough space, this spiritual world will naturally collapse." Kyle reminded.

"No! He didn't lie. The light sand snake was originally the thought body of the sand of time. The energy is consumed and cannot be replenished. This space will indeed dissipate by itself in a short time." Catherine retorted.

Ethan doesn't care about what can be measured or not. It's better to rely on yourself than to wait for fate, so he is more focused on expanding the scope of the rules.

Seeing that Ethan ignored him, Vallejo didn't care. He shrugged and walked slowly towards Ethan. He didn't stop until he reached the edge of the grass.

"Sir Ethan, why do you want to do this? Even if you have supreme power and a huge amount of wealth, you still have to solve all the problems yourself. Aren't you tired?"

Speaking of this, Ethan got angry: "Isn't it because you guys don't follow the rules, making trouble here and there all day long? I say, what's wrong with your brain? What's the point of resurrecting that monster?"

Valejo smiled: "You got to the position by not following the rules. Now that you are in power, you blame others for not following the rules. Why don't you blame yourself for not following the rules?

You asked me why I resurrected that monster? Then I'll tell you why.

My wife and children died in the long-term war in the north, just for I was supposed to protect your peace, but you didn't follow the rules at all, and you couldn't even guarantee basic supplies.

When I traveled around the continent, I saw that you were all well-fed, but we in the north had to fight the orcs and could only eat snow to fill our stomachs.

You would rather let your food go moldy than give it out, but many of us died of freezing and starvation.

In the past, I didn't dare to do anything because of the rules, but now my wife and children are all dead, and I have nothing to worry about.

The next step is to collect this debt, and the target is you guys who eat people without spitting out bones.

Only when the knife is on your neck, you will know how to write the word equality.

Don't you like to make rules? ? Then you can go and talk to that monster about the rules. "

"You are being extreme! There is a reason for the formation of any social system!" Ethan said slowly: "You think the aristocracy is greedy and authoritarian, but you only see the bad side, and you don't see the good side at all.

For example, the aristocracy provides stability for social classes. Through a clear hierarchical structure, it prevents power from being too dispersed and maintains a certain degree of order. Without this order, society would have been in chaos long ago.

For example, the aristocracy can also pass on culture, provide military protection, and accelerate economic development. These benefits have been verified in history.

Perhaps in the future, as the economy develops, other systems will replace the aristocracy. , but no matter what kind of system, it is impossible to achieve equality.

Dictatorship may create class oppression, but it also improves social efficiency. Democracy may reduce some corruption, but it sacrifices the efficiency of the entire society.

Everything is like this, with advantages and disadvantages. If you try to achieve human republic through a monster, it will only be a joke. "

"Humph!" Vallejo sneered: "Whether it is a joke or not, you will know it in a while!

Oh! By the way! I also want to thank you for sending a Seven Sins artifact back in advance to help us verify the feasibility of resurrection! In return, I decided to deal with you last. "

After speaking, Vallejo's figure began to fade gradually until it disappeared completely.

And not long after he disappeared, the desolate scenery around him gradually faded, and Ethan returned to the previous room.

However, there was no Vallejo here.

Ethan had already sensed that the [Scythe of Exploitation] was lost. If he guessed correctly, the [Sword of Killing] must have been lost. Fortunately, his family was fine, which made him somewhat relieved.

At this time, Papalia led his men upstairs. When Ethan saw Papalia, he asked, "How long has it been since I came in?"

"About 5 minutes! Master!"

5 minutes? That shouldn't have escaped far, maybe it's still in time! Ethan muttered to himself. Then he glanced at Papalia, signaled that he would leave it to him, and spread his wings of light and flashed away.

Seeing Ethan leave, Papalia arranged for someone to arrest Bill and prepare to take him back for interrogation.

Although Bill was a local tyrant in the slums, in the face of absolute strength, he was just a dish on the table.

He himself understood this, so he didn't resist at all and surrendered obediently, even though he didn't even know what he had done wrong.

It's just that he didn't resist, but his men were not so obedient.

When Papalia took Bill out of the door, he saw thousands of people gathered outside the door, holding kitchen knives, sickles and other small weapons in their hands, clamoring to let go of Sir Bill, otherwise they would kill everyone.

Seeing this scene, Lanchester took the spear from his back, licked his lips with his tongue, and was ready to start a killing spree.

But before he could step forward, Papalia grabbed him.

Papalia gently shook his head at Lanchester, indicating not to do anything, then walked to Bill and whispered: "Originally I just wanted to take you to ask questions, but why did you ask so many people to block the way? rebel?"

As soon as Papalia came up, he fabricated accusations of rebellion, which would lead to the annihilation of the clan. Bill's face changed with fright, and he shouted to the crowd: "I'm fine! Everyone, get out of my way!"

Bill's words obviously had some effect, and people immediately gave way.

Papalia and the others successfully walked out of the slums. After getting on the carriage, Lanchester said angrily: "The master doesn't let me do it, and you don't let me do it either. They are all bullying me. Are you still so good-tempered?"

Seeing that Lanchester was angry, Papalia smiled and asked, "What's your weekly salary?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Tell me first!"

“800 MYR!”

"Wow!" Papalia exclaimed: "Master is so kind to you. When I was in your position, my weekly salary was only 12 gold coins.

Converted to today, it is about 100 Malaysian dollars, which is eight times as much as mine.

You may not know that with your salary...well...how should I put it?

According to data from our bank, it takes at least 100 people like those who blocked the road just now. They work hard day and night to be able to support you.

But you actually want to kill them? How could you do such a heartless thing?

Please, please stop and be kind to these lovely civilians. Don't even kill, just injure.

They are injured, who will support you? Who supports your wife? Who will support your unborn child?

Um? clear? "

"Uh..." Lanchester understood the meaning and was choked to the point of speechlessness.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to grab Papalia's shoulder.

Papalia was startled by this sudden scene. Just when he was wondering, he saw Lanchester holding an arrow in his hand, and his tail fins were still shaking.

Only then did he realize that Lanchester had saved his life just now.

"Fortunately, you reacted quickly. It seems that these unscrupulous people can't survive without killing them!"

"You told me not to kill people just now, but now you are going to kill people. What are you doing? Hey! There is a note on it."

With that said, Lanchester took off the note on the arrow feathers and handed it to Papalia.

Papalia opened it and took a look. He immediately frowned, hesitated, and said to the coachman: "Let's not go back to Bertner Manor now. Let's go to Turing Manor!"

"Yes, sir!"

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