One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 108 Molesting the Paladin

A magic water bottle worth more than five thousand gold coins was undoubtedly unattainable for a group of slaves who had no private property at all.

Not even their lives can compare to a tiny jewel inlaid on this metal kettle.

But now, these lowly slaves, who are regarded as the master's property and talking tools, enjoy the surprises and conveniences brought by magic items.

All of a sudden, everyone gathered together and cheered happily, drinking the sweet water from the jug, and enjoying the coolness brought by the water pouring on their faces and bodies.

Seeing the smiles from the heart on these people's faces, Eroline also showed a gratified smile.

Just when she turned around and wanted to take the opportunity to praise and preach to Zuo Si, the smile on her face froze instantly.

Because she suddenly found that in the tent less than 20 meters away from her, a table for eating had been set up at some time, and there were a lot of fresh vegetables, fruits and a stove for cooking beside the table... …

yes!

Zuo Si asked the soldiers to pack a charcoal-burning stove and hundreds of kilograms of charcoal into a dimensional bag to solve the problem of not being able to light a fire for cooking in the desert.

And in the big pot on the stove, the best lamb ribs in Calimport are being stewed, and a lot of spices are added for seasoning.

As the broth in the pot began to boil, the rich aroma began to waft out, making everyone who smelled it unable to stop swallowing their saliva.

However, both mercenaries and slaves are very clear that the food in the pot is different from the magic kettle that can provide unlimited clean water, and it must not have its own share.

So after looking at it twice, he lowered his head and silently gnawed at the dry food, jerky, beans and pickles in his hands.

Obviously, Zuo Si, who had already made do with a meal at noon, no longer planned to endure it any longer, but wanted to cook something delicious for herself.

After all, he is currently in a critical period of growing his body, and his nutrition must keep up.

What's more, since he experienced the feeling of being hungry for a few days in the high tower of the floating city, he has an inexplicable attachment to food, and he will never eat bad food if he can eat good ones.

"You... how could you be so extravagant!"

Eroline was obviously pissed off, and her voice trembled a little.

She was a little touched when she saw Zuo Si take out the [Endless Water Bottle] to share with the slaves, and thought that the kindness in the other party's heart had awakened.

But who would have thought that as soon as he turned his head, he saw another completely different scene.

"I bought these mutton with my own money, and I cooked them myself, so is there any problem for me to enjoy them?" Zuo Si asked back with a half-smile.

If it were an older paladin, he would definitely be able to find a lot of reasons to refute from various angles, and try to make Zuo Si give up the idea of ​​enjoying lamb ribs, and distribute the pot of meat equally to everyone , including those slaves.

Because in the eyes of paladins, fairness is a very important thing.

But it's a pity that Ai Luolin is just a novice, she hasn't experienced so many things, and she doesn't have a good eloquence.

Zuo Si continued unreasonably: "Look, your so-called luxury is actually just an ordinary dinner for me. To be exact, when I was in Calimport, I ate better than this Much more. Most importantly, what is wrong with pursuing a better quality of life within the limits of one’s own financial resources?”

"But while you were enjoying the food, those other people were eating hard rusks, jerky, beans, and pickles." Arline emphasized dryly.

"So you think I should share my food with those slaves, right? Just like the church of Irmat, the god of suffering?" Zuo Si asked with great interest.

He suddenly discovered that Aisha, the magic item merchant, was right.

Sometimes it's really interesting to tease these paladins.

Eroline nodded vigorously: "Yes! The God of Suffering taught us that helping others and enduring suffering for others is a supreme virtue. Only when everyone shares their wealth and food with the poor in need, will this The world will be a better place.”

"Pfft ha ha ha!"

Hearing such innocent words, Zuo Si immediately couldn't help laughing.

While laughing, he still did not forget to question: "Are you sure?

Although I never deny that it is a noble virtue to help the poor as much as I can.

But if the poor get more than they need to survive, they quickly become lazy, greedy, and ungrateful.

In my hometown, this phenomenon is called Sheng Mi En Dou Mi Qiu.

Because poor people who lack knowledge and insight will become dependent on these free donations, and gradually feel that this is a matter of course.

At that time, if there are fewer donations, they will inevitably complain, curse, and even resent those who stopped donating.

Remember, pro bono helping and giving is not always better, nor does it make the world a better place.

Just the opposite!

It will inspire greed, laziness and other dark sides in people's hearts.

There is only one real solution to poverty, and that is to teach these poor people a skill and provide them with work or land that is enough to support themselves and their families.

In other words, it's a shift from addressing immediate needs to eliminating problems at their root.

And the leader of this caravan, Bernard, has arranged everything for all the slaves in Amn.

What they need has never been alms from a certain person or a certain god, but the opportunity to regain freedom and change their destiny.

In addition, how many poor people do you think who regard Irmat as their spiritual sustenance will continue to regard it as their lifelong belief after getting rid of poverty and suffering and becoming rich?

The reason why Calimshan has become the most important source of belief in the God of Suffering is not because it is the only country in the southwest of Faerun that practiced slavery.

If one day all the slaves in Calimshan are freed, the number of followers of Ilmater will inevitably drop sharply.

After all, the fickle nature of mortals who love leisure and hate work determines that they will inevitably pursue better material enjoyment.

No one, save a very few determined fellows, desires to live in poverty and misery till the end of his life.

That said, the god you serve has somehow fallen into a logical loop.

Only when those evil forces and tyranny are rampant, the more mortals believe in him, the stronger his power will be.

Once evil and tyranny are eliminated, the belief in the God of Suffering will inevitably shrink, and even be completely forgotten by people.

So good and evil, order and chaos, are never as simple as you understand and see.

In addition to opposing each other, they are also interdependent, and together they build this contradictory world and even the multiverse.

The last thing I want to say is, don't try to influence me with your simple and ridiculous thoughts, let alone preach to me.

I have a very mature and complete set of worldviews and values, and I will not be influenced by any outsiders at all.

Even if I make a change one day, it will be only my own choice, not inspired by some god. "

After saying this, Zuo Si received the bowl full of steaming hot mutton handed by the soldier, picked up the tableware and ate it wholeheartedly.

But Eroline was so pale that she couldn't eat anything.

The young paladin felt like a stupid, ignorant clown at the moment.

He actually wanted to use some pale and ridiculous preaching to influence a guy who has a deep understanding and cognition of good, evil, and human nature...

(end of this chapter)