Don't confiscate my citizenship

however.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to lead you to restore your country. I'm tired of seeing innocent people get hurt."

The poet of great love shook his head and denied the question.

"...That's a pity. Even if I have to fight you today, or die in your hands, I won't go with you."

There was a slightly regretful smile on Shinola's face.

It's both disappointment and a little appreciation.

At least the other party gave her enough respect and did not try to deceive or perfunctorily treat her.

When Shinora was ready for the final battle at any time, he still could not feel the hostility of this black-haired, green-eyed demon.

"If we want to transform the Protoss Empire into a country where humans and demons can live in harmony, isn't that possible?"

The great poet of love considered this and presented his idea to Shinola.

"what are you saying?"

Shinora hesitated and stared at the other person in confusion.

Even the previous demon king had never imagined such a thing. It was beautiful, but not real.

Neither humans nor demons could agree to this, and there was no possibility for both sides to work together to achieve it.

The strong kill the weak, the strong conquer the weak, the strong enslave the weak; this is the inevitable law of nature.

"I'm trying to change the Protoss Empire and its system. I dream that one day, the valleys will rise, the mountains will fall, the rough and winding roads will become smooth, and the holy light will be revealed and illuminate the world."

"..."

Shinora didn't understand if the other party was serious or completely crazy.

If these words were spoken by a human, they might sound innocent and beautiful, but when they were spoken by this ominous big demon with black hair and green eyes, Shinola only felt a distorted sense of chaos.

"Assuming you can really do it... If the destruction of the demon race is just left like this, is it really fair? Don't you think that humans have gone too far? Isn't the revenge we want now in line with the principles of our demon race?"

Shinola was silent for a moment and raised her deepest doubts.

The other party might have an efficient and effective strategy, but that was not what she wanted.

The great poet of love just looked at Shinola with a calm expression and a little confusion.

As time went by, this kind of staring made Shinola unable to figure out what she meant for a long time.

"...From my perspective, it's not appropriate to talk about this issue, so I can't answer you."

The great poet of love finally said slowly,

"Once the chain of revenge begins, it will never stop, and the ideal I want to achieve must be based on the premise that there is no war. There are no winners in war, only losers."

"So according to your assumption, the best option for us demons now is to pretend to be humans and cooperate with them to survive?"

Shinola asked with a rare hint of anger in his voice.

She knew that the other person's voice had a kind of magic that made her emotions fluctuate uncontrollably, but she was sure that these were her true feelings and she was not afraid to reveal her position. She would rather wait for the opportunity for the demons to restore their country and stay in prison until she died, rather than agree to go to the earth and give up the dignity of the great demons to live!

"..."

The poet of great love did not answer her immediately, but continued to look at Shinola, as if he was feeling her mood, until this sight made Shinola unconsciously avoid it and look away.

"Shinora, the demons who have lived long enough must understand one thing. With faith, sometimes you can be healed, but sometimes you can be hurt. It can keep you alive, but if you get too caught up in it, you will be lost."

The poet of great love looked up, as if looking at the light in this cage, and said to himself,

"If you are tired, take a rest, because faith is not something that can trouble us."

"I……"

Shinora stared at the Great Love Poet's cheek, unwilling to follow her gaze.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes.

She didn't want to let go, nor did she dare to let go.

"I know you're right...but what's wrong with my idea?"

"Sinora, no matter what kind of creature you are, there are many things in life that are completely unfair. Once you encounter injustice, you ignite the rage of revenge, disrupt the order, and start a more intense war. Do you think you are definitely helping the demons? You need to think about this issue carefully before deciding whether to use the worst means."

"..."

Shinola was about to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat.

In her concept, there is actually no such thing as "forgiveness", only temporary "tolerance".

The other party's question was a little beyond her understanding and far more profound than anything she had ever considered.

So much so that she couldn't accurately answer what this revenge was for.

"..."

"I don't know the real information on the ground, but I can roughly guess what life is like for the demons nowadays. I want to wash away the shame with revenge and safeguard the dignity and freedom of the demons. This is worth risking my life. As long as there is a chance of winning, I will do it."

Shinola thought for a long time, probably got some answers, and asked the other party.

"So, you defeated the Protoss Empire, and then what?"

The poet of great love smiled, sighed, and soon asked her a new question.

Then he stopped talking.

It was just that helpless look, as if asking Shinora: Then, can the demons regain their glory?

Have you been living the life you wanted since then?

"I'm... not sure, but I think it will at least be better than it is now."

Shinora said in a deep voice.

She didn't understand what the other person was thinking about in the depths of his emerald eyes, and whether he really had an answer.

But if she doesn't understand this problem, even she herself will not be able to calm the waves in her heart today.

"..."

Antanas frowned from time to time as he stared at the Great Love Poet and Sinora.

She hadn't noticed before on the negative fourth floor that this guy with black hair and green eyes seemed to have a unique talent for emotional communication. Coupled with his peculiar talent for magic sound that could stir up the other person's mood, it was even more amazing.

Just through words, the originally firm Shinola has begun to feel a little confused. She has gradually become fascinated by the other person's eyes, wanting to find an answer.

But Shinola himself was completely unaware of this process.

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

"Maybe you are right, but maybe that is just the beginning of another catastrophe—"

"Even if the demons regain their status by conquering the Protoss Empire, their desires will soon be unsatisfied, and they will occupy their own territories and begin 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 slowly and calmly.

Shinora was speechless for a moment.

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

"For this is the history that has been, and this is the history that will be again."

The great poet added.

"But who says this will definitely happen? We've already failed once. With the lesson learned from the previous time, wouldn't it be better for you to rule us?"

Shinora touched her chest and asked her question again with some excitement.

As a conservative, what she hated most were the demons of previous generations who were determined to fight the war to the end. What she had been looking forward to for a long time was the new king who could see everything so clearly!

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 is afraid to take on the responsibility!

"When you are ready to sacrifice yourself, you are more likely to sacrifice others. This is true for you and me. So, what kind of leader do you expect me to be?"

The great poet seemed to understand what was in Shinola's mind and asked without any hurry.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shinola swallowed lightly in shock.

She realized that she seemed a little over the top, a little offended, and that it was a contradictory proposition.

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

At the same time, I hope that the new king will have the most resolute awareness.

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 had just raised.

"According to what you said, even if I were to control the demons, most other creatures would not think that they had too many resources and pleasures. Once they have the power, they may try every possible means, including extremely cruel and righteous means, to plunder all our resources. At that time, should I expand the scope of my rule until I completely conquer the world?"

The poet of great love then said,

"If you were in this situation, what would you choose?"

He smiled.

"……I have no idea."

Shinola's eyes dodged until they dimmed, and she was unable to answer Lanqi'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 communicated with the other party, the more she realized that she seemed to be one step closer to the real answer. However, the more she knew and the more she thought, the more she felt that she didn't know.

There was silence between them for a long time.

“Humans always imagine the future, and this future should actually make people afraid.”

The emerald eyes of the great poet glowed with tenderness, as if they had already thought it through.