Happy Life
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- If I needed someone's approval to overcome such doubts, the matter would be resolved in an instant, Shinpu. After all, Ravenage Lord, who surprised you so much, was the first person who tried to dispel my despair after this terrible revelation. Ironic, isn't it? Everyone is constantly complaining about him, and yet, he does something as humane as I would expect from you, for example," Miko smiled. "No, this is irrelevant. The last doubt I had when I came here, regarding my path and my place in the world, you have already dispelled. If my spiritual activity is not an administrative or paradigmatic problem for you, then this is the most I could dream of, I don't need anything more. The problem lies elsewhere. I didn't want to talk to you about this so as not to spoil your mood, but you are looking so intently into my soul that I can no longer avoid this issue. And perhaps you are right. As the new patriarch of all Welferna, you must be aware of what was left to you by your predecessors, don't you?
After a pause, which a simple person might consider dramatic, but in reality, she was just gathering her thoughts, she continues in a voice loud enough that no one but her direct interlocutor could hear:
- On the territory of the empire, there is a cult called the "Coven of Passion." It is engaged in summoning souls from other worlds and subjecting them to torture, inhumane experiments, and other perversions that I cannot bring myself to name. Where does such a scenario of the existence of aliens in Anuzish fit into your dichotomy with Bruno? This is not a trick question, it's just rhetorical. I cannot go into details, but I will say that my friend was their victim, and she only managed to escape by a miracle. In the coming days, we, and a few other people, intend to raid it, put an end to it, and punish the guilty. I know that this will not be easy, and there is a high chance that we will perish there. But even if not... Its location is, presumably, not too far from the capital - somewhere in the Risser zone... lang? Is that what the city is called? Geography is not my strong point. By the most modest estimates, it has existed for at least several decades, and most likely much longer. Among its supporters are Wizards, wealthy and noble people, plus the very possibility of constantly summoning aliens implies a certain scenario. Do you understand the depth of this rabbit hole? Where was your "heretic hunter" in the last half-century when his presence was really needed? I don't believe that an operation of this scale, so long in duration and so close to the capital, could have existed all this time without the attention of the church or the top officials of the state. If we succeed in what we have planned, I cannot predict the possible catastrophic consequences. If not, and this leads to the death of these people, or my friend ends up back in the clutches of these demons forever, then it will be even more tragic. But it is also impossible to ignore this, there is no other option. Therefore, as a colleague to a colleague, and as a person to a person, allow me to ask one more rhetorical question - am I obliged to feel peace and joy in my soul, knowing what awaits us? No matter how sincerely I strive for it? This is the source of my skepticism.
After a pause, which a simple person might consider dramatic, but in reality, she was just gathering her thoughts, she continues in a voice loud enough that no one but her direct interlocutor could hear:
- On the territory of the empire, there is a cult called the "Coven of Passion." It is engaged in summoning souls from other worlds and subjecting them to torture, inhumane experiments, and other perversions that I cannot bring myself to name. Where does such a scenario of the existence of aliens in Anuzish fit into your dichotomy with Bruno? This is not a trick question, it's just rhetorical. I cannot go into details, but I will say that my friend was their victim, and she only managed to escape by a miracle. In the coming days, we, and a few other people, intend to raid it, put an end to it, and punish the guilty. I know that this will not be easy, and there is a high chance that we will perish there. But even if not... Its location is, presumably, not too far from the capital - somewhere in the Risser zone... lang? Is that what the city is called? Geography is not my strong point. By the most modest estimates, it has existed for at least several decades, and most likely much longer. Among its supporters are Wizards, wealthy and noble people, plus the very possibility of constantly summoning aliens implies a certain scenario. Do you understand the depth of this rabbit hole? Where was your "heretic hunter" in the last half-century when his presence was really needed? I don't believe that an operation of this scale, so long in duration and so close to the capital, could have existed all this time without the attention of the church or the top officials of the state. If we succeed in what we have planned, I cannot predict the possible catastrophic consequences. If not, and this leads to the death of these people, or my friend ends up back in the clutches of these demons forever, then it will be even more tragic. But it is also impossible to ignore this, there is no other option. Therefore, as a colleague to a colleague, and as a person to a person, allow me to ask one more rhetorical question - am I obliged to feel peace and joy in my soul, knowing what awaits us? No matter how sincerely I strive for it? This is the source of my skepticism.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
