Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 47 All or Nothing

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"what did you do to me?"

Caesar, who had just woken up, looked at Farr with a strange expression.

He felt as if his body had become fuller, but he couldn't tell where.

However, the pain of having my whole body torn apart completely disappeared.

Right?
Shouldn't he feel a sense of emptiness when doing something like this?

"What do you want me to do to you?" Far raised his eyebrows.

This kid can really climb up with or without a pole!

As long as he wants!

"I don't think we're there yet," Caesar said.

"Besides, you knocked me out, and I had no sense of participation, which would make me feel like a stick."

"If you're afraid that I'll resist, you can tie me up. At least I can feel a sense of participation..."

"Stop!" Fal interrupted with a black face.

"It's not me, it's your father looking for you."

"Father?" Caesar was stunned.

"Where did I get my wild father from?"

Farr's eye twitched slightly, "You'd better pay attention when you speak."

Caesar looked strange, "You don't mean... a certain guy who looks a bit like me, and like me, has two dragons on his back, right?"

"Sister, don't talk nonsense. I am not his illegitimate child."

Farr looked puzzled, "You don't know?"

"Know what?" Caesar asked puzzledly.

"..."

"It's nothing. I must have misunderstood." Farr didn't point it out.

Caesar didn't seem to know about this, which meant that the man didn't want to tell him about it yet.

It would be better for her to keep her distance, lest she get into trouble.

……

Magic City.

After recovering, Caesar no longer stayed on the sacred mountain. Although others dreamed of going up there, he had been imprisoned there for more than ten years, and no one would miss prison.

"Xinxia? I'm back. How have you been lately?"

"Magic College Entrance Examination? Where do you want to take the exam?"

"Ask me? I don't know the situation here."

"Well...then you can take the Mingzhu exam. I just happened to be here too. I have something to do."

After asking about Xinxia's residence, Caesar hung up the phone.

"Don't tell me you're going to cause trouble here next." Fal said strangely.

"As expected of you, you are so smart." Caesar said.

"By the way, if I want to find a girlfriend with a talent for death, will you stop me?"

Farr frowned, "Don't joke with me like that."

"What if I insist?" Caesar said.

"..."

"Do you think you can bear the consequences?" Farr asked.

"No one dares to vouch for the victims, nor is anyone qualified to do so."

Qin Yuer back then had a natural talent for ice, her family had a forbidden spell wizard, she also held an important position in the Holy City, and she had connections in all major magic organizations, but what did they do when faced with that incident?

Avoid it as much as possible!

Because shielding the victims is almost as bad as the Black Church!
"Then you have to wait for me to try." Caesar said.

"What if it succeeds?"

"Success?" Farr frowned.

"Have you forgotten what I told you?"

The talent of death has no way of mastering this concept!
The victims of failure in control are a disaster, and the victims of success in control are an even greater disaster!
For the sake of one person, countless people are put in danger!
This is the fundamental reason why no one dares to guarantee the victims!

Covering up and supporting the victims is antisocial in nature!

Who dares to speak out?
The more powerful the magical force, the less they dare to speak!

Unless they want to see their people in chaos!
Their ruler chose to put all of them in danger for a monster that might explode at any time! There is no right or wrong in the matter of the victims!

Because there is no need to talk about right or wrong.

"I haven't forgotten, but..." Caesar paused.

"I don't care."

"The justice of this society is to sacrifice the minority for the majority, which means that the essence of this matter is a choice, the only difference is which side you choose."

"And for me, I don't care about most of the people you're talking about because they have nothing to do with me."

"As for this victim, at least I am interested in her power."

"If you have to make a trade-off, why not abandon the majority in exchange for the minority?"

“It’s all about trade-offs anyway.”

"Isn't it also for its own benefit that Shengcheng took action against Wentai?"

"Then I can now make such an evil choice in the eyes of everyone for my own interests."

Farr narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you think you have the ability to bear the consequences of this decision?"

There is no absolute right or wrong in this world.

Right and wrong are determined by strength and weakness. Strong is right and weak is wrong.

If one day right and wrong are reversed, it is not because the truth has assumed the upper hand, but simply because the originally wrong party has become more powerful, so wrong becomes right.

What justice will prevail, what truth will never be tarnished, what nonsense!

The winner is justice, the winner is truth!
The justice of the Holy City is based on its own powerful military force. The magic associations and magic clans below choose to obey not because the Holy City is right, but because the Holy City is more powerful than them!
"Try it," Caesar said.

"Do you know what would happen if this thing went wrong?" Farr asked.

"You will fall from your position as the Son of God, and even make Parthenon a target of public criticism."

"You will go from being the savior in the eyes of those people to a lunatic who feeds the devil."

"Just like what the Holy City did to Wentai?" Caesar said.

"Because of this incident, the Holy City went from being the guardian of the human world to being evil."

"But I don't think you've been affected that much."

Farr raised an eyebrow, "Do you think you can suppress those voices?"

"Perhaps?" Caesar said.

"In the past, they regarded the sacrifice of a minority for the majority as justice. In the future, I can also reverse all this."

"You want to rule the world?" Farr asked.

Caesar shook his head, "No."

“But what you’re saying is what the ruling class does,” Farr said.

"I have no desire to rule, but if what I want requires ruling to accomplish, then I don't mind using it as a means." Caesar said.

"Have you thought about the consequences of failure?" Farr asked.

"Failure?" Caesar couldn't help laughing.

"Why should I think?"

"So confident?" Farr was amused.

"I'm not that confident." Caesar said.

"It's just that if I fail, then it's definitely over."

"It's all over, why are you still thinking so much?"

"Don't you want to leave yourself a way out?" Farr said.

"Back off? What's the back off?" Caesar asked.

"If you can't beat me, why don't you join?"

"What can you expect from someone who can't even stick to his own position?"

"Just like today I can flatter you, and tomorrow as long as there is enough benefit or fatal threat, I can sell you out. Do you think this is worth celebrating?"

"That's not the same thing," Farr said.

"It's the same thing to me," Caesar said.

"There is no right or wrong. It is better to be wrong all the way. I cannot do such shameless thing as turning against the enemy and surrendering when I cannot win the fight."

"You can think I'm stubborn, but I won't change."

"If I lose, then disappear. No need to talk nonsense."

“Everything, or nothing.”

(End of this chapter)