Don't call me evil god

After leaving the Crusaders and coming to Ceylon, Miranda was even more confused by what she saw and heard during this period.

Because she suddenly found that the world she saw with her own eyes was completely different from the world she was told when she was educated.

This confusion was unique to Miranda.

…

Pet and Gale were from Ceylon.

Although they could claim to be descendants of nobles with noble blood.

But to put it bluntly, they were just country bumpkins from the border, at most with a wealthy family.

They were used to seeing the plight of ordinary people and even refugees.

And they had helped refugees before.

Occasionally, they would give some change to give alms;

Or, they would find a few people who looked good and sign a contract to hire them as serfs or servants in their own manor.

Doing these was enough for them.

…

Brandon was born in Greenport. Both his parents were Reyak people, but he grew up in the lower city of Greenport.

Working, playing cards, fighting and shooting airplanes were the main contents of his life in the past.

In a place like the Lower Town of Green Harbor, it was good enough to live a good life, and other things had nothing to do with him.

He was too lazy to think about homeless people and refugees, and he didn't want to think about them.

...

Reina grew up in a big city in the Kingdom of Reyak.

However, after coming to Green Harbor with her father and seeing the environment of the Lower Town.

She also understood that there were still many people in the world who had difficulty in maintaining basic survival.

It was right that she wanted to help these people.

But she could also clearly realize that she was not capable enough.

Therefore, she would not be entangled in this.

She would help those who could help, and would not feel uncomfortable if she could not help.

She had no regrets.

...

Miranda was the most special one among the five.

She grew up in Starosh, the capital of Reyak. With the protection provided by the king and the help provided by the Church of the God of Light, Starosh was indeed a city without poor people.

Even in the "Old Town" with the worst conditions in the city, the worst situation was that life was a little tight.

It was a bit exaggerated to describe it as universal prosperity, but it was definitely no problem to say that the citizens of this city had all escaped poverty.

The word "poor" does not exist in the capital Starosh.

Because she had been exposed to the various deeds of the Glowing God to help civilians since she was a child, and after being tested to have a good affinity with the Glowing God, Miranda chose to apply for the training of the Crusader Army without hesitation at the age of 14.

After 3 years of training, she was transferred to Green Port and stayed there for more than a year.

During this period, her life was full of boring training and learning the Glowing Doctrine promoted by the church.

When she was in Green Port, Miranda felt that her faith in the noble image of the Glowing God had collapsed.

Shouldn't the monks of the Glowing God be like the monks in the capital Starosh, as the doctrine says, to free the suffering from suffering, fight against the threat of the evil god, and protect the safety of ordinary people?

The bishop could sacrifice a large number of ordinary people in the lower city and use the pollution of the evil god for the so-called merits and achievements.

In the eyes of Skate, the lives of ordinary people are not as good as the political benefits he can grab.

At this moment, facing the so-called "stand-in" business proposed by Hugo Xiwei, Miranda was stung again and completely exploded.

"Have you never faced difficulties and needed help?"

"The refugees are clearly in need of help, but you only want to use their lives to make money for you!"

"What are ordinary people in your eyes?"

"A string of numbers, a credit, or a gold coin!!!"

When the last sentence was shouted, Miranda's voice was filled with tears.

...

Hugo was shocked by Miranda's sudden outburst. The conditioned reflex brought by muscle memory made him dare not take the displayed potion. He subconsciously wanted to run away with his head in his hands, screaming:

"Yes, yes, sorry! I was wrong, wrong, wrong..."

Just after running a few steps, Hugo suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Hmm... Hmm? Oh - that's not right!"

"... Am I not wrong?"

"Madam! You are slandering me. Believe it or not, I will go to Ceylon City to sue you for defamation!"

"Who said I made money with their lives! Who said I didn't help them!"

Hugo spoke more and more fluently, and more and more confidently.

Miranda's eyes were filled with tears from the excitement, and she stared at the goblin Hugo seriously:

"What did you help them with?"

In Hugo's sunken eye sockets, two big and ugly green eyes passed through complex and unclear meanings.

He took off the iron ring with the key from his neck.

"I know... you all don't believe in goblins, and think we are little guys born with bad intentions. No matter how much I say, you will definitely suspect that I am lying to you."

"It doesn't matter if the honorable gentlemen don't believe me. I am used to it anyway."

"I can take you to see the stand-ins. They said it in person. You should be able to believe it, right?"

...

The place where the "stand-ins" rested and waited was not too far from the small market on the Ceylon Line 3.

A low building less than 2 meters high, from the appearance, it was even similar to the sheds built by the refugees outside the city of Ceylon.

If you look closely, you can see that the materials used for construction are basically broken wooden boards, stones, and soil, which may be blown down by a slightly stronger wind and rain.

The goblin Hugo walked in front.

When he helped to push open the door, he subconsciously bowed and greeted, pushing the door with one hand and leading the way with the other.

A second later, Hugo realized what he was doing, and hurriedly straightened up, coughing to cover up:

"Ahem! You go in, the substitutes are all inside, just ask anything!"

When entering the house, Pete looked thoughtfully at Hugo Xiwei who was standing at the door.

The interior of the building was very cramped. The height of less than two meters meant that a strong man like Brandon, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, had to bend halfway to walk in, and Pete and Gale had to lower their heads slightly.

Dozens of ragged, dark-faced, and emaciated middle-aged people were lying or sitting in the house. When they noticed the appearance of Miranda and others, they immediately cast a burst of eager eyes.

They are all of a certain age, and the damage caused by refugee life makes them look older. Even the youngest among them is at least 40 years old.

"Madam! Are you hiring us as stand-ins?"

"I'm willing to do anything! I'm not afraid of death!"

"I have experience in surviving in the wild, and I will never drag you down!"

"We will do whatever you say!"

Miranda was stunned.

She hesitated and looked at the person who said she was not afraid of death before:

"You are all ordinary people. Without the extraordinary power blessed by the gods, approaching the dark forest is to die."

The other party smiled expectantly:

"Madam, no, your Excellency, you are so right!"

"I just want to die, the sooner the better!"

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