Mage Joan

Rebecca sat on a bench by the pond, her suspended feet swaying gently, and her skirt reflected swaying reflections on the calm water.

"I am a priest, but I don't want my private life to be occupied by religious activities. Every action is put under a magnifying glass and scrutinized by the public, and I live as a clay idol without freedom."

"The same voters, as long as you change the gender, you will find that the situation is completely different."

"The most successful precedent in this regard is the founding monarch of the Holy Ashen Empire. Wasn't it the voter who was favored by Peiro? With this status, he called on believers to overthrow the brutal rule of the Arcane Empire, and established a new one after the successful revolution. Empire."

"In fact, not only the founding monarch of the Holy Ashen Empire, His Majesty Alexander I, was a voter of the Sun God, but even several allies who followed him to resist the Arcane Empire were voted voters. Later they became Canaan, Hailan, and Feizhen. Together with the monarchs of the Pashua countries, they created the "Era of Light" that continues to this day, and the Peiro Church has become the universal religion of the Varese world." Qiao An added.

"All these have been in the church and eventually become the founding king of the sage, is one female?" Rebecca asked.

Joan shook his head frankly.

No, not one.

"Tradition is like this. You can dislike it, but you have to respect its power."

"We are living in an era of drastic change.'Enlightenment thought' and'Republicanism' are reshaping the ideological outlook of this generation of young people, but their influence is limited to the intellectual class, and the general public, who is ten times as large as intellectuals, is still Living in tradition, they can barely accept a queen who inherits the throne in accordance with feudal law, but they can never accept a female politician who believes in republicanism, let alone female congressmen or even female heads of state."

Joan looked at Rebecca in surprise.

"You are a noble lady!"

"So what?" Rebecca asked back.

"Miss Noble believes in republicanism. Your ideals contradict your interests. Don't you feel awkward?"

Before today, Rebecca had never publicly explained her political spectrum, and Qiao An had always thought that she was a neutral "royalist."

"Look, even progressive young people like you think that people like me should be a royalist by nature. How can ordinary people agree with my ideas?"

"Miss Nobles advocates republicanism, supports the abolition of the monarchy and the privileges of the nobility, and the revolution has come to her own head. Is this sick? It is considered polite for others not to call me schizophrenic in person."

Rebecca sighed.

Qiao Ann was speechless.

He has always felt that he could not find a suitable place in society, sympathizing with the aborigines and slaves, but also unable to completely abandon the colonial mindset.

Every time I find myself an "outlier" who is incompatible with the public, sometimes I feel that I am an "extra person" who is out of touch with the trend of the times. He has been working hard to find the meaning of life. However, the more you go on this road, The more I doubt that life is likely to be meaningless, my own search can only end in emptiness. I feel deeply anxious about this, my heart is depressed, and my soul is suffering.

At this moment, hearing Rebecca's heartfelt voice, Qiao An realized that his situation was not special.

In this era of rapid change, the contradictions between left and right thoughts and the mental confusion are precisely the echoes of the wave of the times in the hearts of young people. Many traditional morals and values ​​have to be redefined. In this process, everyone who lives seriously has to face the torture of the soul and find his own way forward during the long night.

The common mental dilemma narrowed the distance between the two young people. Qiao Ann took the initiative to hold Rebecca's hand and tried to convey some warmth and encouragement to her.

"Anyway, at least I can understand you."

"Thank you, it's rare that you can say a word that makes people want to cry."

The girl rubbed her sore nose and made a face at him with red eyes.

"After I withdrew from the competition, George can only inherit my father's career."

"He himself is the paladin of our lord, one of the most outstanding young generals in the Alfheim colony, and now with the aura of the elect, in the future, whether he is promoted in the army or enters politics, he will have a bright future and a bright future. bright."

"Mr. Colonel is a true gentleman, he is worthy of the goddess of fate." Qiao An said sincerely.

"It's just suffering for Martha. She has no ambitions. She just wants to be a good wife and mother and take care of her family... For the cause of her father and husband, she has to make sacrifices now." Rebecca couldn't help but choke.

Qiao An also felt sad.

Among the women he met, Martha seems to be the one who lacks the most individuality. It is fully in line with the public's perception of "famous ladies" and "traditional women". Their looks and talents are far inferior to those of his sister Rebecca, but they are often great. It is hidden in the ordinary, but few people can perceive the silent sacrifice of these ordinary and great women.

If George Vassar can make a career in the future, the person who should be most grateful is his wife, Mrs. Martha.

"Well, let's not talk about these sad things, and show you a good thing."

Rebecca touched her pocket and took out a silver hairpin.

"This is a gift from my father. He originally wanted to give it to my mother. I beg my mother to forgive me."

"Unfortunately, because he has been in poor health, and because he feels too guilty to his mother, he didn't dare to go home and apologize to her, so he procrastinated until his mother passed away and failed to give this carefully prepared gift. Just leave it to me."

Rebecca sighed and murmured to herself while playing with the Mithril hairpin: "My father and sister said that I look like my mother when I was young. Maybe he regarded me as an incarnation of his mother and hoped that I would forgive him for my mother. ."

Joan looked at the hairpin in Rebecca's hand that entrusted Sir Castis's complex emotions, and the powerful supernatural power that rushed forward made him dazzled.

"This issuance is... an artifact?" Qiao An asked in a low voice.

Rebecca carefully pinned the hairpin to her hair, and then solemnly nodded.

"This is the legendary'Destiny Issuing Card' Baretta, an artifact made by the queen of our lord's cause and effect. Only female followers of our lord can exert its magic power."

With full curiosity, Qiao An raised his hand and stroked Rebecca's hairpin, passing a spell to appraise it.

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"Fate Issuing Card" Baretta (Dimoss artifact)

Level: Advanced artifact

Restrictions: For women only (Demos believers)

Efficacy: The wearer has a constant "anti-death enchantment" and "mental barrier"; perception attribute +12 sacred bonus.

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