Don't confiscate my citizenship

Sinola's desire for answers was written in her eyes, and the poet of great love did not refuse to look directly at her, nor did he deny her.

"Maybe you're right, but maybe that's just the beginning of another catastrophe -"

"Even if the demons regain their status by conquering the Protos Empire, their desires will not be satisfied soon, and they will occupy their respective territories and start to develop their power."

"The next step is to seize the territory of other countries. You should understand this process better than me."

The poet of great love tells a story calmly.

Sinola was speechless for a moment.

She did understand the other possibility mentioned by the other party, and had witnessed it very vividly.

"Because this is history as it has been, and it will be again."

added the poet of great love.

"But who said that this kind of thing will definitely happen? We have already missed it once. With the previous lessons, wouldn't it be good for you to rule us?"

Sinola stroked her chest and asked her question again with some excitement.

As a conservative, what she hates most is the demons of the previous generation who insisted on carrying the war to the end. What she has been looking forward to for a long time is the new king in front of her who can see everything so thoroughly!

There was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

What she doesn't want to see now is that the new king has the ability but dare not take on the responsibility!

"When you are ready to sacrifice yourself, it is easier for you to sacrifice others. This sentence is the same for you and me. So, what kind of leader do you expect me to be?"

The great love poet seemed to understand what Xinnuola was thinking, and asked without being anxious at all.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sinora swallowed softly in confusion.

She realized that she seemed a little superior, a little offended, and that it was a contradiction in terms.

Of course she hopes that the new king will be a leader who can be considerate of his subordinates.

I also hope that the new king will have the most decisive awakening.

This is a greedy and unfair request.

However, the other party did not seem to be angry because of her attitude. He gave her some time to think and did not intend to avoid the real question she just raised.

"According to what you said, even if I control the demons, the vast majority of other creatures will not think that they have too many resources and fun. Once they gain strength, they may try every means, including being extremely vicious and full-mouthed. To plunder all our resources using the means of benevolence, righteousness and morality, then should I expand the scope of my rule until I completely conquer the world?"

The poet of great love went on to say,

"What would you choose if you were in this situation?"

He smiled.

"……I have no idea."

Sinora's eyes dodge until they dim, and she can't answer Lan Qi's question.

She couldn't understand the thoughts of this demon who was qualified to become the new king. He seemed to understand the nature of living things and the rules of the world far better than she did.

The longer she communicates with the other person, the more she will realize that she seems to be a big step closer to the real answer. However, the more she knows and the more she thinks, the more she feels she does not know.

There was silence between them for a long time.

"Human beings always imagine the future, and this future should actually be scary."

The beloved poet's emerald green pupils glowed with gentleness, as if he had already thought deeply about it.

"But most humans won't be afraid because they can't understand the meaning behind it, and the same goes for demons."

"Then we can't do anything... What's the difference between staying here and staying in prison?"

Sinola asked, convinced that she could not find a conclusion at this moment.

She was now in the most confused state.

She felt that what she had insisted on for a long time might not necessarily be right, but she could not find out what was really right.

"..."

"Don't be obsessed with the past for a long time, and don't expect too much about the future. The past has passed and the future has not yet arrived. Now -"

The great love for the poet is like savoring the warm light falling slantingly in the cell. With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he paused and said,

"Seize the moment, the most important thing at the moment is now."

When he looked at Shinola again, he had only one last sentence.

"And I will give you the best now."

Every word of the great love poet struck in Sinora's heart like the heaviest keys.

There was silence in the cell for a long time.

Sinola stood in the darkness and lowered her head.

"I can't understand what you are saying for a moment...but I need time to think. Maybe I can figure it out, maybe I can't..."

Is it really okay to just let go of the past, break the future, and start over?

There was a sense of punishment in his heart, as if he had betrayed the demons.

Antanas stood silent on the other side, and she really felt that Sinola's heart had been shaken.

She had previously heard that the child next to her sincerely answered Sinora's initial question about the restoration of the country without using any coaxing tactics. Antanas was very pleased.

Now I just think it's too annoying.

In just a few minutes of conversation, Sinora felt a little bit mind-controlled.

For some reason, the guy next to Antanas seemed to have a unique demonic quality, able to conquer the other person's thoughts and thoughts directly from his heart.

The currently confused Sinora is just a little bit there. There is still something missing that would allow her to completely make up her mind and make a decision that goes against all her previous knowledge.

What exactly is missing?

Seemingly noticing Sinora's blankness and Antanas' idleness, the poet of great love also began to chat with Antanas, leaving Sinora time to think.

"To be honest, whenever I think of Thalia living a happy life, I can't imagine the suffering you have suffered in Helrom Prison all these years."

The poet of great love whispered to Antanas.

Sinola's ears twitched and her eyes stared blankly at the poet of great love.

Is Thalia doing well?

Judging from this girl with black hair and green eyes, her father is definitely not bad in terms of talent or appearance. After all, from Thalia's point of view, if she can meet someone who makes her heart beat, he must be a unique guy.

"If Miss Sinora had not wasted these hundred years, she would have lived a better life than Thalia. After all, Miss Sinora is much better than Thalia, and she is obviously a popular type of woman. , if we have to be locked up for another hundred years...sigh..."

The poet of great love continued to shake his head and sigh.

"..."

Sinora's slender shoulders trembled.

If you think about it carefully, you have wasted your precious time in prison for the past hundred years and missed so many opportunities to enjoy beautiful things.

Compare Thalia again...

Jealousy makes my teeth grind to pieces!

She couldn't even imagine what kind of life Talia was leading at the moment, and what Talia's husband looked like!

"that……"

She finally spoke.

"What's the matter, Miss Shinola?"

The poet of great love tilted his head in confusion.

"Let's go, I want to seize the moment, I don't want to waste a second!"

Sinora clenched her fists resolutely and said, with only the desire for happiness in her eyes now, and she believed that the new king had the ability to fulfill this promise, and his ideas and concepts were extremely correct.

Although she has not seen the true form of the new king, she no longer cares. What she believes in is the beautiful soul she communicates with.

She had never thought that one day someone would appear who was so worthy of her allegiance. Even now she was still confused about something, but there was only one thing she could be sure of, every minute and second she spent communicating with him was valuable. If there is a lack of communication and guidance, she will wander astray again and waste her life.

"very good."

I love the poet's smile.

He was very relieved to have rescued another lost young woman.

"..."

Antanas's eyes twitched. After seeing it with her own eyes, she moved a little away from the great poet. Now she felt more and more that something was wrong with this guy.

Your innate magic isn't brainwashing, right?

Let me leave you here to brainwash the Protos Empire. Sinora's demands at the beginning were actually too conservative, and what you did was the real Protos evil god.

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