Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

Seeing that Falushan's voice had gotten louder and might cause unnecessary trouble in a moment, the staff member had no choice but to use his ultimate strategy: "The Great Sage can decide whether your research direction can continue."

“…” Farushan lost consciousness instantly, her eyes twitching as she suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"The current Ministry of Education...is not focused on studying knowledge, but is thinking about currying favor with the powerful." In the end, Falushan could only say this sarcastically and took the identity certificate handed over by the staff.

"...Ahem." The staff was quite irritated by Falusan's sharp words. As Falusan said, the fact was that many people in the current academy were no longer as devoted to the pursuit of wisdom as they were a hundred years ago. Instead, they spent all day thinking about how to get close to a mentor and join the mentor's projects to help out. Then they could get some benefits and make their resumes look better.

"In short, Senior Falusan, your previous application has been approved. You can find someone in the community who you think is suitable to provide education under your name."

"Also, although the sage has not limited the number of students you can enroll, please be mindful of your own limitations and be careful not to overwork yourself."

The staff member said this, but there seemed to be something hidden in his words. Falushan just waved her hand in annoyance.

"Come on, don't I know about your little tricks? You just hope that I won't use this to seek personal gain." Falushan exposed the staff's little thoughts. If such an application is approved, it means that she has the right to promote ordinary people into the House of Ecclesiastical Orders, which can be used to gain benefits in the hands of others, but she will not do so. She still retains the so-called "bottom line of a scholar."

"I'm not like some trash, so don't worry."

"In that case, I will go back to the work at hand. Excuse me, Senior Falusan."

Falushan nodded after hearing this. She had no intention of continuing to make things difficult for the other party. Although the other party's attitude was rather aggressive, at least he remained polite. Calling him "senior" all the time was much better than those who disrespected their seniors.

After being judged "uncontaminated by the relics," she submitted an application to the Court of Ordinances. Thinking about the ten-page application gave Falusan a headache. Over a hundred years later! These tedious procedures remained unchanged, while the hearts of scholars pursuing wisdom had changed!

"Alas..." Falushan could only sigh. Her power alone was too small to change anything. In fact, the only reason this application was approved was because the sages did not know how to deal with her, a celebrity from a hundred years ago. It happened that Falushan submitted an application that would keep her busy for a long time, and with the guarantee of a certain white-haired disciplinary officer, it was approved.

Falushan looked towards the direction of the desert with a thoughtful look in her eyes. She had known that the application would be approved as early as yesterday, and the letter had been sent out this morning. Next, she just had to wait for that group of people to arrive in Xumi City, and then she could take them in.

Falushan has always attached great importance to having nothing rather than having unqualified ones. She would rather not have any students than accept those who are impatient and impetuous. She does not care much about whether they are talented or not. What she values ​​is their mentality and behavior. From this aspect alone, sand people like Amber are much better than many scholars today. If the sand people she chooses can have half the attitude of Amber, then she will treat them seriously and give them the most basic education as quickly as possible.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Senor boy very much. Also, I don't know what the situation is like over there with Singer."

……

The basement of the Disciplinary Office of the Ordinary Court is where the prisoners are held. Most of the prisoners here are convicted of serious academic crimes or other serious crimes. After the verdict, they will receive different outcomes such as death penalty, exile, punitive labor, etc., which depends on the severity of the crime. However, most of the prisoners held here are in a depressed state of mind.

But... there is one exception.

He never complained, and the only time he asked was for someone to bring him paper and pen. Apart from three meals and his regular exercise time, he would always use the rest of his time to learn words by himself according to a so-called "dictionary".

Not many people dislike such an ambitious person, not to mention that he is gentle and reasonable to others, and he is not impatient or irritable. Even the disciplinary officers are relatively polite to him, which is in sharp contrast to the suspects around him.

"Singer, you said before that you were in prison for committing a crime. What crime did you commit?" A man with a scholarly appearance spoke to Singer from the opposite side of his cell. Singer was doing push-ups on the ground at this time, his upper body naked, and his strong muscles expanded and contracted with his movements.

"Me? I killed someone." Singer's tone was calm, even gentle. It was a huge change from before, and the determination in his eyes was also different.

"Hey, stop joking. Although you are a Sand People, you don't look like a murderer." The scholar smiled and slapped his thigh, not believing Singer's words.

"Don't talk about me, tell me about yourself. Why did you come in?" Singer saw that the other party didn't believe him and didn't intend to explain too much, so he decisively changed the subject.

"Hey, me..." The scholar sighed and pondered for a moment before speaking again. "Blinded by profit, I committed an academic crime. I fled to the desert, thinking I'd be safe. But then the Grand Disciplinary Officer of Sino chased me there. I panicked and ran to the Great Red Sand Sea, where I encountered a sandstorm. It was the Grand Disciplinary Officer of Sino who saved me."

"I asked him why he saved me. Wasn't it natural for someone like me to die in a sandstorm? I'll probably never forget the response from the Sino Grand Disciplinary Officer."

"Oh?" Singer became interested after hearing this. He didn't expect that the person opposite was also captured by Seno. He didn't expect that the disciplinary officer was so capable at such a young age.

"He said, 'Only the Decree can judge you, and my duty is to bring you back to it.' After being sent here, I thought... Even someone as vindictive as Grand Disciplinarian Senor didn't conduct a private trial of me. In comparison, my behavior... was truly despicable."

"That's not bad," Singer said calmly. "You still have self-awareness and a heart of repentance. You're still young, so it's not too late."

"Haha, indeed." The scholar smiled and spoke again, "In fact, another part of the reason is because of you."

"because I?"

"Yes... because of you."

"Even in prison, you didn't give up your pursuit of knowledge. I've seen that look in your eyes, a look that sought to find the answer to a question. And since you can't even read right now, that answer is probably a long, long way off."

"But... you are not afraid of hardships and pursue your goals down to earth. I think this is remarkable." The scholar's eyes were full of admiration. He had witnessed Singer's character and his perseverance in the past few days, which gave him great encouragement.

"I'll be out of prison in a year, and by then I plan to turn over a new leaf. I want to write a book about a villain who gets caught by the disciplinary officer and taken back to the Ordinary Court for trial. He experiences all sorts of adventures along the way, and ultimately repents for his sins and turns over a new leaf."

"Very good." Singer slowly stood up from the ground and began to do crunches with his feet hooked on the bed rails. "Then this book will be a rare good book that teaches people to be good from the perspective of a villain."

"Isn't it!" The scholar smiled with some pride, and at this moment, the door of the corridor was opened and light poured in.

"Singer, the Magistrate summons you."

Chapter 45: Justice Delayed

Singh quickly wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, put on a single piece of clothing, and after his hands were handcuffed, he walked out under the guidance of the disciplinary officer.

Outside the corridor is a main corridor. The main body of the underground prison is this corridor. There are many branch corridors on the left and right sides, and on both sides of the branch corridors are prison cells. Each branch corridor has 8 cells. There are only Singer and the scholar on his side, and the rest are still empty.

"I didn't expect that this incident would be so serious." The disciplinary officer who led Singh forward sighed and felt a bit of a headache. In order to take care of Singh who still had shackles on his feet, he did not walk fast.

"What do you mean?" Singer was quite confused when he heard this. In prison, he knew nothing about the outside world and was just waiting for an outcome that he didn't know whether it would be death.

"Oh, right, you don't know yet." The disciplinary officer smiled upon hearing this, and he reassured Singh, "This should be a good thing for you. If nothing unexpected happens, you will only have to serve a very short sentence, or even no sentence at all. I'm not sure about the details."

"Yeah." Singer nodded. He didn't show the joy the disciplinary officer had expected. He just asked calmly, "Then, what's the reason?"

"Speaking of remaining calm, it has to be you, brother. You didn't show any change in expression when you heard the news. If it were any other prisoner, they would have been overjoyed." The disciplinary officer joked with a smile. After the two of them stepped onto the elevator driven by earth vein energy, the disciplinary officer began to explain.

"The disciplinary officer at Kawanyi who was suspected of favoritism and abuse of power was busted by Senior Sainuo. I guess this news has spread everywhere by now. We will have to come forward to explain and clarify it to prevent those with ulterior motives from spreading rumors."

"...Yeah." Singer just responded calmly after hearing that. As the elevator rose, he could already see the scenery outside.

Even Singer didn't know why he was so calm. He should have felt happy that those who deserved the punishment had been brought to justice, but why... did he only feel melancholy now?

The disciplinary officer didn't know why Singer reacted this way, but he chose to respect Singer's thoughts and did not intend to continue to explore. He began to explain the next step.

"The Magistrate summoned you this time to testify against the chief of the disciplinary officers stationed at Kawan Station. As for your previous murder, after extensive investigation, it will likely be determined to be a case of bravery and self-defense."

"... Very good, sentencing those parasites is a great thing." Singer's voice was still calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

He didn't seem to care about it, and even he himself didn't know why he was so calm. Singer just felt that something was wrong and something was still missing.

He couldn't find a reason for a moment, so he just followed the disciplinary officer to the courtroom - that was where the ordinance officer tried criminals.

The courtroom is probably the most majestic place in the entire Apostolic Court. The pointed roof is like a sharp blade, and the emblem of the disciplinary officers is engraved in the middle. The interior is even more solemn and dignified. A huge blade hangs in the middle of the dome, and the six major sins are engraved on it in ancient characters. It looks like a verdict for the criminals, and also like a warning to the disciplinary officers.

The ordinance officer sat on the highest chair, with a scale representing "justice" placed in front of him and a gavel representing "judgment" in his hand. His eyes were filled with a determination to never tolerate crimes and an indescribable majesty.

Singh did not pay attention to the entire sentencing process. After he made the identification, many people followed suit. The disciplinary officer stationed at Kawan Post Station had shaking legs and might have collapsed to the ground if no one supported him. He had lost all his former elegance.

After the verdict was over, the criminal received the sentence he deserved, and the newspaper reporters who were arranged to observe the entire verdict process hurried back to prepare for the big news tomorrow morning. It seemed that everyone was happy about it, cheering that justice was upheld and the sinners were given a winning judgment.

Singer's feeling that something was still missing intensified, but he couldn't put his finger on it, and he didn't even notice that he was acquitted until Senor unlocked his shackles and led him to the rooftop.

Seno had just rested not long ago. He had not slept for three or four days in order to capture those people as soon as possible, and now the evil finally got the punishment he deserved.

Seno held the railing and looked at the Xumi City under the Tribunal. He took a deep breath and looked at Singer who was still confused.

"What's wrong? Those people have received the trials they deserved, and justice has finally arrived. Why are you so unhappy?"

"...I don't know." Singer shook his head. A gust of wind blew, making the small trees planted in pots around him rustle. "I always feel like something has been neglected."

"?" Seno was quite confused. He asked, "What was overlooked?"

"I'm not very clear, and I can't figure it out now..." Singh just sighed dully, and Seno took Singh's personal belongings from the disciplinary officer who came over and handed it to Singh.

"Then please let me know if you have any information. Also, I've arranged for someone to collect Kan Ruiba's remains. They're at Kawanyi. If you need them, you can take them away and bury them properly."

Seno just sighed. He has tried his best to arrest all the people involved in the case. Soon a new disciplinary officer worthy of trust will go to Kawanyi to take over. By then, similar cases of favoritism and abuse of power will no longer occur in Kawanyi, and the victims will be compensated. At the same time, this trial will also be advertised in Xumi, which will appease the people of Sha on the one hand and once again demonstrate the fairness of the trial on the other.

"......!" Singer seemed to have grasped something when he heard this. He suddenly became alert, which almost scared Seno.

"what happened?"

"I know what's missing."

"Where is it?" Seno's eyes became serious, and he subconsciously thought about whether there were other people involved in the case who were not aware of it.

“Is justice delayed still justice?”

"..." Seno fell into silence for a moment, and Singer looked at Seno. He seemed to have grasped something, and the source of his previous doubts was instantly solved.

"Before you, the Grand Disciplinary Officer of Senor, apprehended these parasites, too many people of the Sand had already suffered. Kanreba died years ago. These people will not be resurrected by this belated justice."

"Of course, I'm not denying your contribution. If you hadn't taken the lead in apprehending those parasites, even more Sand People would have been oppressed. But... I can't help but wonder if you had appeared earlier. Perhaps Kanreba wouldn't have died, and those innocent Sand People wouldn't have died either."

Singh sighed deeply, feeling something heavy in his chest, a sense of injustice towards the oppressed.

"...You are right, Singh." Seno was silent for a while. He looked in the direction of Kawanyi. The crimes of oppression that had occurred since the death of Kan Ruiba to this day were countless, not to mention how many there were before. Behind this justice, there were countless blood and tears of the oppressed people.

"This is the flaw in the edict. Many edicts are based on bloody lessons. Sometimes, due to problems with enforcement, they are difficult to enforce in some places, just like the death of Kanreba. Even today, loopholes in the edict still exist."

"The decree is not inherently perfect; on the contrary, it has many omissions, which is largely unavoidable—not to excuse it, but to state a fact."

There was a dazzling light in Seno's eyes as he explained his insights one by one.

"This is when the disciplinary officers need to work hard. They should enforce the edict without reservation to prevent tragedies like the one in Kanreba from happening again and to ensure justice is served as soon as possible."

"At the same time, disciplinary officers should not be puppets of religious orders. They should think more and question more."

"——The decree is perfected day by day through such collisions.

Seno spoke a lot at once, which was rare. Usually he tended to be a bystander and listener rather than a storyteller.

Perhaps this was related to what Seno had always been pursuing, so he spoke more. These words penetrated deeply into Singh's heart, causing him to fall into long contemplation.

"—Before today, I couldn't figure out what I wanted to do next." Singer slung his bag over his shoulder, leaned against the railing, and gazed out at the desert. "I thought I had no more desires, no more regrets after avenging Kanreba. I was mentally prepared for the death penalty."

"So... before today, I also hadn't figured out how to use the life I'd gained if I didn't die."

“…” Seno was silent. He knew what he should do now. He just listened to Singer’s words.

"Now I understand, Seno." Singer's eyes became firm. He looked back at the tall and sharp roof of the courtroom, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

Some people, when they get caught in the rain, want to destroy other people's umbrellas so that everyone gets wet together. However, some people, when they get caught in the rain, bring two umbrellas next time so that those who forgot to bring an umbrella don't have to get wet.

"—I want to be a disciplinary officer and prevent people like me, Kan Ruiba, and A Luo from suffering injustice again."

"..." Seno's eyes widened. He raised his head and looked at Singer. The man's eyes flashed with the pursuit of justice, hatred of evil, and sympathy for the oppressed.

"As a member of the Sand People, I want to become a disciplinary officer and prevent such tragedies from happening again!"

"...Heh." Seno chuckled a few times. He stretched out his hand to pat Singer's shoulder as a senior, but suddenly realized that such a gesture might be a little funny considering his height, so he changed it to a handshake.

"To become a disciplinary officer as a Sand Citizen, you must demonstrate sufficient excellence. This is a very difficult road. Are you really ready?" Seno, who is usually calm and expressionless, also smiled at this time.

"Of course." Singer nodded firmly, and the two men held hands tightly. No one noticed that through the gap in Singer's backpack, a fiery red Eye of God was flashing.

"Then I'll give you a week to take care of the chores you have. After that, come to me and I'll teach you how to become a qualified disciplinary officer."

"it is good!"

Singer did not refuse. After making an agreement with Seno, he walked briskly towards the elevator not far away. After he buried Kanriba and dealt with everything, he would bid farewell to the past.

The pursuit of the Lord God's Messenger, his encounters with A Luo and Kan Ruiba, and Seno's enlightenment made him understand all of this. With the efforts of the Lord God's Messenger, a new era will eventually come slowly, but before that, someone needs to pave the way for it and lay a solid foundation.

For the future of the people of the sand, for the future of all the oppressed, then why can't he be counted among those who paved the way?

Chapter 46: Hourglass

"Is it about time?" Ah Ji held a book and chatted with Amber, who was sitting at the table making something.

"It's almost done. They will set off early tomorrow morning." Amber completed the assembly of the last hourglass. In addition to this one, there are eleven more hourglasses on the other side, totaling twelve hourglasses. This also means that there are a total of twelve Sand People students this time. These will be the gifts that Amber will hand over to them.

"Hum... Fortunately, little Jade and Gabriel reconciled in the end. Sometimes this child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed." Aji spoke slowly, recalling what happened a few days ago.

Little Jade slept separately from Gabriel for nearly ten days and only went back home in recent days. Amber didn't know what Gabriel said to little Jade, but little Jade did accept the fact that her father would be away for a long time.

"There's nothing I can do." Amber gathered the hourglass, put it in her bag, and opened the door. "Just like I have my own persistence, Gabriel has his own things to accomplish. There's nothing I can do."

"It's hard for little Jiede..." Seeing this, Ah Ji put down the book, followed Amber, and closed the door.

It was almost dusk, and the people who were going to go to the forest tomorrow morning had already arrived. Among them, A Luo was standing next to A Sheng. He was A Sheng's father and was now telling A Sheng something.

Ah Sheng had been recuperating in the Chinanian clan during this period, doing some work within his ability. Until the day before yesterday, Singh came back and hurriedly buried Kan Ruiba's body under the date palm tree that he loved very much. After explaining some things, he hurriedly left.

A Luo was genuinely happy that Singh was not convicted. When he heard that Singh had found the direction of his efforts, he clapped his thigh and congratulated him. Perhaps because of this good news, A Luo's health soon improved a lot. Finally, the toxins were metabolized and he was fully recovered.

"Lord God's Messenger, you are here." When A Luo saw Amber, he greeted her warmly, and A Sheng's eyes were also full of gratitude.

He received news from his father a few days ago and learned about what his father had experienced. He was grateful to Amber from the bottom of his heart, but at the same time he also regretted not coming earlier to meet the "Brother Tiger" his father mentioned.

"I never thought you were father and son. Ah Sheng looks more like his mother."