Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

When it comes to playing disaster, Mitya naturally knows what she needs to do. Having played with Backlund once, she can be said to have rich experience.

Tingen is a large city, and every aspect here reflects the Kingdom of Loen and the world.

It can be said that what you see here will definitely happen in cities in other countries.

“What has happened will happen again.

What has been done will be done again. "

Medea said softly.

【correct】

"Human beings are like this, tirelessly repeating mistakes.

Too many people are talking about learning from history to make changes, and they are trying to change everything with their bold words. But the essence has never changed since ancient times.

Evil, greed, ignorance, ignorance, sin, despicability, madness, desire, depravity... Life itself is original sin, and the disasters will never end. "

“Worship the good because of evil, long for redemption because of sin.”

【random】

"Right now, I have no idea of ​​becoming..."

After hanging up the chat with the Hidden Sage, Medea looked at the map in front of her.

This is Tingen's slum, similar to Backlund's East Area. Ordinary people, people like Klein's original family, they live here.

Iron Cross Street, in a sense, this block can explain everything about the kingdoms in the northern continent.

It was already noon, and many people returned to Iron Cross Street. Both sides of the road began to crowd, and some children were mixed in. They looked at everything indifferently and stared at all the pockets.

Medea's unique and bright clothes attracted the attention of many children, big and small. They looked at Medea intently like a pack of wolves preparing to prey.

"It's really messy." The white silk gloves inlaid with diamonds and gold patterns patted the dust raised, and Mitya frowned slightly.

"Hello, Teacher Mitya."

Not far away from Media, a girl with brown eyes, a thin face, slightly pale, and shiny skin walked towards her. Beside her was a very strong looking man.

Mitya could tell the corresponding identities of the two people at a glance.

—Kline’s sister and brother, Melissa and Benson.

Logically speaking, the two of them would not appear on Iron Cross Street. They lived on Narcissus Street.

But this place is not far from their new home, and Benson and Melissa have deep neighborly ties with many people in this neighborhood, so at noon, they and Mitya unexpectedly met by chance.

"Adam?"

【No】

"coincide……"

After quickly ending her communication with the Hidden Sage, Medea looked at Melissa who ran to her side.

"Hello, Teacher Mitya." Melissa said with a slightly restrained stutter, "I listened to your lecture in the morning, and your profound wisdom is really amazing."

"Really?" Mitya waved her hand, she didn't think it was worthy of compliment.

"Well, may I ask you a question?"

"... Of course, I will be happy to help you, a girl who loves learning, to answer your questions."

Medea nodded and continued: "However, I think we need to discuss it somewhere else."

Melissa also understood where this place was and smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Let's go." She took out her pocket watch and checked the time, then turned around and left.

Melissa and Benson immediately followed.

Not long after, several people stopped in front of a restaurant.

In the area of ​​the restaurant near Narcissus Street, there is an ordinary company logo hanging on it.

"This is the import and export company where I work." Benson whispered.

"Mr. Media, what are you doing here?" Melissa asked slightly confused.

"I don't know, maybe lunch."

"Lunch…"

“Consumption is very high here.”

While Benson and Melissa were discussing, Mitya pushed the door open and entered the restaurant.

The house is paved with oak boards, surrounded by artistic works by painters and sculptures by famous artists, and there are many neatly planted potted plants in the corners.

"Same."

"Yes, Miss Mitya." The waiter who came forward to receive him bowed and stepped back into the corridor at the corner.

"Teacher Mitya...you..."

"It's just a lunch." Mitya walked up to Melissa, stretched out his hands to rub her hair, and said in a calm tone: "Miss Melissa, congratulations on joining the Polytechnic Society."

"Really?" Melissa looked at Mitya with a somewhat unconfident expression.

In the morning, Melissa went to listen to a class. She was impressed by the knowledge that Mitya told and understood that she was an excellent scholar.

At the same time, Melissa also met the members of the Erudite Society, and those geniuses were all so outstanding.

Compared with the scholars of the Erudite Society, Melissa's knowledge reserve is not at the same level.

"Yeah, of course."

Reaching out and knocking Melissa on the head, Medea looked at Benson and said, "Your sister is outstanding."

"Of course!" Benson proudly scratched his hair, looking like a curly-haired baboon.

"Benson, you have to work hard too."

Melissa's words caused Benson to experience what a roller coaster ride.

Thinking back on the political theory he needed to study next, as well as the scope of the Loen Kingdom's exams, Benson showed an expression of extreme pain.

This kind of torture is so damn painful.

"Okay, come with me."

With Mitya leading the way, Melissa and Benson passed through an elegant sculpture that they had never dared to imagine before entering a spacious box.

"Sit anywhere you want." Mitya, who was sitting on the sofa, waved her hand to the two of them to sit down.

"What do you want to ask?"

With Mitya's gentle voice, Melissa mustered up the courage to tell her what she had listened to in the morning class.

"Teacher Mitya, I want to know about the transmission of mechanical power."

"Understand, is that so? Then I will explain it in detail."

In a few words, Medea described the answer to the question Melissa wanted to know.

Time flew by between the two of them asking and answering questions.

Melissa is like a sponge, constantly absorbing new knowledge.

"Teacher, if machinery is promoted and applied on a large scale, what kind of impact will it have?"

"This point needs to be answered based on the historical background."

“Before Emperor Russell, countries focused on handicrafts made by manpower as the core of development, and the overall trend of workers and farmers fluctuated roughly normally.

Even if a disaster occurs in a certain country, because the world structure has not changed, the results show that most ordinary people will continue to process and produce. "

"In that era, ordinary people could not enjoy the education you enjoy now, and their food, clothing, housing and transportation were not as good as those of today's poor workers."

"But why?" Melissa asked doubtfully: "Why is life now..."

"Melissa, history records the answer. You need to find this question yourself." Mitya waved her hand.

"The answers you get will be different depending on the angle you stand on."

What is the answer to the question?

It means different things to different people.

For Mitya, it was nothing more than Russell having a bad time, treating the world as a game, and playing haphazardly. Coupled with the Seven Gods, Evil Gods, and a bunch of bad things in the extraordinary world, the accumulated shit mountain code ran into today's weird reality.

But that’s true for Medea, but what about Melissa?

As an ordinary citizen of Tingen City in the Loen Kingdom, how does she view this matter?

There is no single answer.

Good, bad, good, evil...If you are not in your position, answer from your class position. So even if they are famous scholars or geniuses who are famous throughout the country, the truth quotes they say are still farts.

Some questions can only be answered through your own thinking.

Melissa nodded in understanding, and then she subconsciously looked at Benson.

Benson waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "I think it would be better to ask Klein."

"Okay, the food is almost ready. Enjoy your lunch first."

As soon as Mitya finished speaking, the box was opened, and a waiter in a white shirt came to the table with a dining cart.

Then he brought plate after plate of dishes to the table.

Pan-fried fish, black pepper steak, lamb jelly, grass jelly cake, purple wine...

"You're welcome, feel free." Mitya picked up the knife and fork and cut gracefully.

After swallowing, Melissa tremblingly picked up the mithril knife and fork and cut the steak in front of her.

Benson then moved.

...As the sound of chewing ended, Medea picked up the napkin here and wiped her lips.

"how?"

"It's delicious." Melissa replied seriously.

"In that case, let's eat here from now on."

"ah?"

"As a member of the Erudite Society, some places are free for you, such as this restaurant." Mitya's tone was not serious, but it made Melissa tighten her fingers.

"This is too... exaggerated."

"No, not, um...he's here." Mitya looked out the door.