LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

Chapter 297 Hatred Is Selfish
Lux's words can be described as murderous.

The reason why Silas's previous extreme remarks resonated so much among mages was not because of how reasonable his words were, or how impeccable his theory of "physically eliminating the exploiting classes" was.

But because:

Silas and everyone are brothers who have been in prison together, fellow mages, and brothers of the class.

It is their common identities and common experiences that allow them to form a common ideology.

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"Let me just say it straight, Mr. Silas." Lux immediately revealed his old background: "You are working for the commander of the Demon Seeker Corps, General Eldred, right?"

"What?!" There was an uproar at the scene.

Hearing this, the mages looked at Silas immediately, something was wrong.

Demon Seeker Corps, what kind of a dog is that riding a horse!

If it is said that the degree of hatred of the mages towards the royal family and nobles of Demacia, the Crownguard family and Lux ​​is 10.

Then their hatred for the Demon Seeker Corps is 10 to the 10th power.

They hated it so much that as soon as they heard the name of the Demon Seeker Corps and Commander Eldred, they could immediately activate the plateau blood, stack five layers of blood rage, and transform from a mage to a Demacia berserker.

But you Silas actually:
"You actually work for the Demon Seeker Corps?!"

The mages glared at Silas.

"I" Silas was at a loss for words.He wanted to explain, but couldn't explain.

The remote control device in his hand, which he could only get from the Demon Seeker Corps, already explained many problems.

At this time, without waiting for him to organize his words, the mages spontaneously followed his "true identity" that was suddenly exposed, and figured out many questions: "Before Silas was imprisoned, he worked for the Demon Seeker Corps. Running dog, isn't it?"

"What did you say?!" Silas looked over angrily.

Yes, he worked for the Demonseekers.

But those horses are all old calendars from more than ten years ago!

Moreover, he was reported by his parents since he was a child, and was arrested by the Demon Seeker Corps.If he wasn't working for the mageseekers, what else could he be doing?Does he have a choice?

The truth is this truth.

But once everyone discusses the issue apart from the issue itself, and starts talking about background and investigation, no one will calm down and reason.

"That's right." Not only did the mages not believe him, they even questioned him even more bitterly: "Now that I think about it, there's something wrong with Silas."

"Ordinary people enter the Tower of Forbidden Demons, and within two or three years they will almost die due to long-term exhaustion of magic power. Even if they don't die of illness, they will still be tortured to death by those demon hunters."

"But this guy, why has he lived there for more than ten years and is fine?"

The doubts are getting louder and more speculative and groundless.

Even the painful experience of Silas being taken out of the prison by the jailers and put into the execution room to be tortured and beaten can be interpreted as "cooperating with the magic searcher corps in secret operations and quietly leaving the prison to perform tasks."

Chatting and chatting, the image of Silas almost turned into a lackey of the Demacian nobles and a loyal servant of the Demon Seeker Corps.

"No! It's not!" Silas heard the veins on his forehead explode, and his iron fists were clenched even more.

He looked at the smug Lacus, and growled angrily, "Don't, don't listen to this woman's nonsense! Everyone, don't forget—"

"She is a crown guard, a noble from Demacia! Eldred is even her future uncle!"

"Also... Just a few days ago, she let Dragon Bird eat our mage brother alive in front of us!"

"Oh?" Lux interrupted him with a smile.

She was just waiting for Celeste to mention this: "Are the mages I killed you mentioned referring to them?"

With that said, Lacus turned her head, and looked at the "Magic Swamp Frog" that was ignored by everyone with a flattering expression:
"Mr. Tam, please."

"Hmph!" The big toad grinned angrily, "It's the last time. The blonde girl."

"You want me to do everything, do you think I'm a steam robot? Also, the cadres of your leaders have become more and more timid recently, and they dare not do any big things."

"The Noxus army is in Piltover, and a lot of gold bills are waiting across the canal. How come no one is going to be a traitor anymore? Sigh. I wonder, what are you all afraid of? "

"Catch them, they are all petty idiots. They can only eat some hair and fingernails, and those who commit crimes are shallow believers on the periphery of the organization. It's tasteless in the first place, and it doesn't smell good if it's depraved. what."

"Look, I haven't eaten well recently, and I want to work for you for free."

Tam grumbled displeasedly, but still under Lux's carefully flattering gaze, he reluctantly stuck out his long tongue and drew a circle on the ground.

This invisible circle quickly became tangible, becoming a strange pool of water that appeared out of nowhere on the ground.

The other side of the puddle seems to be connected to another space, and the ripples on the water surface moved slightly, and a few big living people got out from the "bottom of the water".

They are the mages who were eaten by the so-called "magic birds" a few days ago.

But now, they are all standing here perfectly.

"At that time, Eldred used military law to force me to kill people, so I could only 'kill' them." Facing the surprised eyes of the mages, Lux explained in a timely manner.

"But actually, I don't have any pet dragons and birds at all. The so-called dragons and birds at that time were created by Mr. Tam with magic."

"Of course these mages are not dead. They have been in Zaan for the past few days, recuperating with food and drink."

Now the pressure was entirely on Silas' side.

Lux explained clearly, looked at him and asked, "Mr. Silas, do you have anything else to say now?"

"I can prove that I didn't kill anyone. But you can guarantee that you are not working for the Demon Seeker Corps?"

"." Silas was sweating violently on his forehead, and was at a loss for words for a moment.

Half of the reason is to be scared.

Because he has already realized how terrifying the "magic marsh frog" in front of him that casts magic face to face but still makes him unable to perceive half of the magic fluctuations.

The other half of the reason was that he didn't know how to explain it.

Is he working for the mageseekers now?
It really is.

"But." Facing the eyes of everyone with the same hatred, Silas could only bite the bullet and explain: "I am just cooperating with the Demon Seeker Corps and taking this opportunity to save everyone."

It is true.

He hadn't betrayed his fellow mages, and he wasn't a running dog of the mageseekers.Although there is cooperation between the two parties, it is at best a relationship of mutual use.

But no one cares about that anymore.

Everyone only cares about the fact that Silas admitted that he cooperated with the magic searcher, and only cares about his "ingredients":
"Bastard, what else do you have to say? You are the dog sent by the Demon Seeker, do you think we will trust you?!"

Silas: "."

Now he couldn't explain it at all.

He previously advocated that all speech should be based on composition, and believed that those who were born in hostile classes must be enemies.

Even Li Wei, the leader of the meeting, would be caught and severely criticized by Silas because of his compromise and cooperation with the nobles of Demacia, and because of his girlfriend from a wealthy family.

Now it's all right, the mages have followed him to learn to check the ingredients.

Once Silas was exposed as a "demon seeker lackey", no one would listen to him calmly.

"Mr. Silas, is this what you want to see?" Lux slowed down her tone in a timely manner, and asked seriously: "Everyone doesn't talk about beliefs, regardless of right or wrong, and only use origin and composition to distinguish between us and the enemy?"

"Now you still think, is this good?"

Silas was speechless.

When he kept talking about attacking class enemies, he never thought that he could be beaten as class enemies.

"Actually, I understand you, Mr. Silas."

"President Li Wei told us when he was educating us:"

"It may be irrational to talk about one's background and status in advance. But it is precisely the result of irreconcilable class conflicts. It is precisely because everyone has suffered enough from the exploiting class in the past that everyone will reject us extremely class enemies."

"So he understands why you did this."

If it is in a world without demons, Li Wei has nothing to do with this phenomenon.

But here is Runeterra:

"We are all believers of Goddess Janna."

"We can put aside gender, age, race, nationality, class, and any other external characteristics that indicate identity, and gather together as a common treasure from all over the world—"

"That is, our belief!"

As she spoke, Lux spread out her palms to gather the breeze.

Threads of faith were pulled out from her body, Sona's body, Silas' body, and many people present.

Leaders don't need any external identity.

As long as they have the same belief, they are comrades-in-arms who can go to life and death together.

"No" Silas still couldn't accept it.

Because he was shocked to find that his thread of faith was actually weaker than those two noble ladies, Sona and Vilax.

The thread of faith between Sona and Lux ​​was as bright as a shooting star across the sky.

But his line of belief is flickering, faintly visible, and seems to disappear at any time.

"No! It's impossible!"

Silas did not believe that these two pampered noble ladies were more leaders than he was.

It is obvious that he is the oppressed person who has grown up in bitter water, and the one who should be favored by Goddess Janna.

"As I said, the leaders don't recognize their background." Lux sighed: "Your faith is weak, probably because you still have selfish intentions."

"Selfishness?" Silas couldn't accept this accusation: "How could I have selfishness! I never thought of pursuing privileges and personal enjoyment like a nobleman!"

"It's not only the pursuit of enjoyment that is selfish." Lux asked sharply:
"Silas, do you really believe from the bottom of your heart that your theory is absolutely correct. Or are you blinded by hatred and choose to believe so?"

"I" Silas blushed for a while.

"Hatred is also a kind of selfishness."

"Mr. Silas, when you give up thinking and rationality for the sake of hatred, you are not a qualified leader."

(End of this chapter)