Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

Farodius sighed: "Sirak, stop the experiment."

"OK?"

Chirac was suddenly stunned. He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Stop?

Why stop?

The experiment is almost successful. As long as we learn from today's lessons, the experiment will not have any impact on ordinary people. Isn't it funny to stop it now?

"King, are you pitying the enemies? There is no need for morality in war. We only need to be moral to our subjects and the surrendering enemies!"

Farodius hesitated for a moment and said, "Sirak, slaves are also human beings. Human beings should not be treated like this by their compatriots. I think you should understand what I mean."

He wants to change the world.

In the new world, slaves can be free, witches can be recognized, it is a world where people can understand each other!

However, Chirac could not understand.

Slaves are human beings, but they are more importantly the wealth of their slave owners. They are destined to die, and it is the slave owners who give them new life. Therefore, slave owners can arrange the lives of slaves at will, including using slaves for experiments.

All of this is natural and there is nothing unreasonable about it.

Does Pharodius mean that he wants to change all this?

No.

Chirac couldn't accept it.

He also knew that his family, his friends, and even his enemies would not accept it.

Farodius must be crazy to try to change all this. He is blinded by ambition and is destined to stand on the opposite side of everyone. He cannot win because personal power has its limits. He will lose everything, including the title of Hero King!

Thinking of this, Sirak subconsciously took a step back and distanced himself from Farodius.

Farodius opened his mouth and finally smiled bitterly: "Sirak, you are very smart. You are different from any nobles from a large tribe that I have ever seen, so I thought you could understand me."

But, he was overthinking it after all.

How could it be so easy for a person to betray everything he has?

Pharodius felt lonely.

No one understood him, not even Ingrid.

But loneliness will not make him retreat. He is no longer afraid of death. Before being killed by the Sun Pillar, he must do something!

26 You don’t want anything to happen to your daughter, do you? [5000]

“Change is not easy.”

Tong Yao from the academy witnessed everything, but she had no intention of intervening.

The change of the times is a process. If everything comes too easily, people in it will not be able to truly understand everything it involves.

If you can't even understand it, let alone cherish it.

So, let the people of this world slowly grope in the darkness. Just like studying, without countless trials and errors, how can you get the results you desire?

While Tong Yao was teaching, she was distracted by what was happening on Farodius's side.

After realizing that he could not get along with the vested interests of the tribes, Farodius decided to make a big move before he died.

He knew very well that Ingrid had no intention of inheriting the throne, and the remaining two children, whether it was Brutus who was imprisoned or Merry, did not have the ability to deal with the elites of various tribes.

Once they succeeded to the throne, the best outcome would be being sidelined, and the worst outcome would be being stabbed to death on the throne.

However, Farodius did not dare to be too definite. What if Brutus or Meli suddenly came to their senses and had an adventure one day? Wouldn’t that mean they would have succeeded in their counterattack?

But the probability is indeed a bit small, so small that he dare not have any expectations.

His plan was to eliminate all threats from these allied tribes while he was still alive and lay a solid foundation for creating a country of equals.

It would be best if a more complete set of procedures could be used to limit or deprive the tribal nobles of their power.

Farodius gave people the impression of being kind, but as he was able to establish the first slave state in mankind's great river civilization, he was naturally ruthless at heart.

He once had a deep friendship with Chirac and others. Otherwise, he would not have handed his son and daughter to Chirac. But when Chirac's existence threatened his ideal country, Chirac had turned from his friend into his enemy.

"If he can wake up, there is still room for redemption. If he refuses to wake up, then we can only destroy him physically!"

Farodius brought the furious dragon lady back to the palace.

He tried to find doctors and court magicians to cure the dragon girl who had lost her mind, but such an operation was almost impossible for people of that era.

In the final analysis, even the magicians and blood warriors who created the Dragon Girl did not understand the principle of this transformation. They created the Dragon Girl purely by luck. There is no hope for other people who do not understand the principle to reverse the process.

"Hahaha……"

Farodius looked solemnly at the dragon lady who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Wang, this fusion is very unstable, and she experienced a fierce battle before the fusion was completed, causing the already fragile balance to be even more cracked. Given her current condition, I estimate that she will die in one or two hours at most."

After the inspection, the court magician reported the situation truthfully to Farodius.

Farodius nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

The court magician and the doctor quickly said it was just a piece of cake, and after seeing them off, Farodius sighed.

Some things, once started, cannot be reversed.

Just like it is now.

Dragon Lady will die, and Chirac and his companions, having seen her power, will never stop the experiment because of his scolding.

They would simply move their labs to other places and conduct their experiments more unscrupulously out of his sight.

These tribal nobles are now conducting experiments only to gain his approval and surpass Ingrid, but when they have a large number of dragon warriors under their control, will they, who are already ambitious, still take the rules of the kingdom into consideration?

Farodius knew that even if he was not facing the threat of the Solar Pillar, he would have to speed up.

After nightfall.

He prepared a last dinner for the dragon girl who was suffering from blood imbalance.

He saw that Dragon Lady's body was covered with scars. Some of those wounds were from the recent battle, but more of them were from her previous time as a slave.

He watched as the dragon lady devoured the food he brought mouthful by mouthful. Even though the dragon lady, who had lost her mind and had eyes full of ferocity, now seemed extremely docile, with even a hint of happiness showing on her face.

In the past, she must have never had a full meal, right?

But when she finally ate her fill, her life was already over.

Just as he could only watch the sun set behind the western mountains, now, Farodius could only watch the dragon lady, who had returned to her peace, close her eyes.

When he stretched out his finger, the dragon girl was no longer breathing.

Farodius looked at his severed hand in silence.

When a dragon girl dies, more dragon girls will suffer the same pain in the future. Their situation is even worse than that of the witch who is hated by everyone. At least the witch can control her own destiny.

Just as he was feeling sad, the queen came running over in a hurry.

The queen heard what happened during the day, so she ran over to ask Pharodius why he had such a bad relationship with Chirac.

"He just wants to help you, to help you realize your wish of unification. If you don't appreciate it, then forget it. But what's the point of having a stern face?"

Farodius acted quite calmly: "We are just having a normal discussion. There is no discussion without disputes. Don't take it to heart. It will be fine in a few days."

"real or fake?"

"real."

Seeing that Farodius didn't look angry at all, the queen finally felt relieved. She muttered, "I see you've been under a lot of pressure recently. Don't keep anything to yourself. Talk to Chirac. Don't you trust our family? When you were just a foreigner in Vistapa, my father started to support you. You can't be wrong if you believe him!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Pharodius acted sincere, but in his heart he was thinking the exact opposite.

Then it was then, and now it is now.

At first, the Sextus tribe saw no hope of ruling over the other tribes, but now that they can, how could their ideas not change?

After sending the queen away, Farodius returned to the body of the Dragon Lady and sat there quietly until he heard news that Ingrid had arrived.

"?"

Farodius stood up and looked at Ingrid with a puzzled look.

"Why are you here? How are you getting along with Grinville lately?"

Ingrid's lips twitched slightly. Every time she came to see Farrow, Farrow would first ask her how she and Greenville were getting along. If Farrow was her adoptive mother instead of her adoptive father, she would probably secretly ask her whether she and Greenville had had any in-depth communication.

"Let's not talk about this today. I came here to tell you a good news."

"What good news?"

"It's related to the college..."

Ingrid told Farodius about the changes in Isis and Akiel.

Almost two years had passed since she met Greenville. Her attitude towards Greenville had changed from being skeptical in the beginning to completely trusting her now. When she saw that Greenville really turned the vision she had described to her into reality step by step, she couldn't help but feel excited.

In her lifetime, perhaps she will really have the opportunity to meet the Prime Creator again and complete the ultimate mission of the witch (giving birth to a child for the Prime Creator)!

Seeing Ingrid was happy, Farodius' mood also improved: "It seems that you and Greenville get along quite well. When you mentioned her name, the corners of your mouth curled up."

"..."

"Okay, okay, I won't joke anymore. From what you said, this Greenville Academy is indeed very promising. Maybe it can make more new inventions like carriages. In this way, the world should become much better than it is now. It's just..."

As he spoke, Farodius closed his mouth.

"Just what?" Ingrid asked confusedly.

It’s just that I can no longer see what that world is like.

Farodius shook his head secretly in his heart. He didn't intend to tell Ingrid about this and make her worry.

Ingrid had no intention of participating in politics, so he naturally had to protect her in this regard.

"The development of the academy has just started, and Chirac and others have taken the lead in establishing a joint academy. This is a big challenge."

That's it?

Ingrid didn't care, which meant she didn't like to be too ostentatious, otherwise she would have laughed out loud.

"The college is a place for studying, but the people who established the joint college did it out of utilitarianism. Not only that, they also implemented a policy of differentiation between nobles and commoners in the college. Commoner students eat, wear, and sleep differently from noble students, and even study in different places. With this kind of situation, there is no way they can compare to Greenville College!"

Farodius nodded.

Normally this is true, but if the United College continues to play tricks, it will be hard to say. I can't beat you, but I can destroy you. In this case, there is no need to compete at all.

Fortunately, he is still alive. No matter how arrogant the people from the United College are, they dare not directly attack Greenville College.

The stability of the Kingdom of Vistapa depends on the ten affiliated tribes, but this does not mean that the Kingdom of Vistapa will not be able to function without the affiliated tribe.

The city of Vistapa and the nearby regions of Winster and Morel have an army that serves only the king. This army has several thousand people, and this is the reason why the ten affiliated tribes are willing to unite around the city of Vistapa.

Other things such as the appeal of the Hero King and the alliance oath are just icing on the cake. Without sufficient military force, the city of Vestapa would have been looted long ago when it was fighting with the Sextus tribe.

"Here at Greenville College, if you have any requests, just tell me. I will do my best to satisfy you."

Ingrid smiled and said, "I don't have any requests for now. I came here today just to report the results to you."

After the report was made and the joy was shared, the next natural step was to leave.

Farodius advised: "Now that you are living in the academy, don't be idle. It won't hurt to learn more."

"Ah."

Ingrid did not refuse this time.

Of course she couldn't bring herself to study with those little brats, but she could ask Greenville for help and let Greenville give her some private lessons. It would also be a good opportunity for her to spend more time with Greenville.

"Then I'll go first."

"Be careful on the road."

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Farodius had Dragon Lady's body buried.

Normally, even he would go to bed at this time, but what happened today made him not feel sleepy at all.

He stood quietly in the room, brows furrowed, the scene of his conversation with Chirac constantly echoing in his mind.