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"Altaïr--"

Black Yusha on the side interrupted: "I can understand that you are venting your dissatisfaction recklessly based on your identity and age?"

"Dissatisfied? Why am I dissatisfied?"

Altaïr pointed to the sea of ​​fire on the other side of the river and looked at Xia Ming with a sneer: "Do you think I will be like this weak father and let myself be responsible for those people I don't know?"

"Um?"

Xia Ming frowned, turned his head to look at Altaïr and said, "I don't remember, Shi Na and I have instilled you the values ​​of contemptuous life."

"You are qualified to say this?"

Altaïr said coldly: "Or in your eyes, the life of a monster is not life?"

"That's different. There are different attitudes towards different individuals," Xia Ming slowly shook his head: "It seems that even if you [have] values, you may not be able to fully understand it... I have neglected and ignored you. The fact that I was just born, after this battle is over, I will take the responsibility of education...even though my values ​​are not suitable for educating people."

"...It's only now that you show your father's face, won't your conscience hurt?"

Altaïr said after a moment of silence. Then, before Xia Ming could answer her, he continued: "Also, what we are talking about is the Maxwell matter-his actions are reasonable and reasonable, why should he be sent to death?"

Hei Yusha shook her head and answered, "Although his actions are in line with'reasoning', in fact, there is no contradiction between this and letting him go to death."

War disasters are always in an undecided stage before they actually happen. Because of this, even if you use ‘rescue’ as a reason, a country with autonomy will not release fully equipped troops from other countries into its own territory.

The relationship between nations will always be like this. Compared with adults who pay attention to hypocrisy, they are more like honest and innocent children. They think that everything can be solved on their own. When you have a fist bigger than anyone, like a kid king, you can speak with one word to a certain extent.

Closer to home, in a modern war with hot weapons, resistance and no resistance are two different things. Meat grinder-like killing weapons can bring high-speed aggression efficiency, and can also drag down the invaders.

A 3,000-person army fighting monsters, even if the opponent is a monster army with 1,000 modern soldiers, is not without chance.

What's more, they can also cooperate with British officials. Although bombing and monster airdrops had already taken place at that time, at least, the huge Lundini would not turn into a sea of ​​flames in just a few hours, causing countless casualties. Even in the face of the ravages of the war machine, a metropolis that can accommodate the movement of eight million people, as long as it can organize a decent resistance force, it is by no means as fragile as imagined.

Just a few old Zeppelin airships, how many cruise missiles can they carry? Can plow an area of ​​1,577 square kilometers?

Thousands of half-candied trash vampires are many? Even if they can snowball, give them a day to eat away the 8 million people who can run and move? Line up to shoot them all.

If this 3,000-person monster handling team enters the battlefield early, the result will be even worse-it is Britain who is caught off guard, not this army watching fire from the shore.

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"... Having said so much, aren't you still making excuses for his weakness and anger?"

Altaïr glanced at Xia Ming and said, "Although I only found out today, there is no doubt that Maxwell is his own. I feel sorry for those eight million people? Why didn't he be so merciful when he killed him? "

"...This is not kindness, nor anger."

Xia Ming raised his brows when he heard that, perhaps he really awakened to something like a father, he explained his intentions with rare patience.

——Ignore other things that I don’t know very well for now, but the commander of the Ninth Crusade, this name is not for viewing and vanity. Sitting in this position, how can I talk about it in private, but in business At least it should make people unable to fault it.

The first thing Maxwell, the new official who has just taken office, is more than just a problem.

It is a simple matter for a vampire to have more servants. Kill a person without eating it. You will see a living ghoul in a few minutes, even though it is judged to be a half-dead and inferior product. But in the end, the vampires of the brigade didn't have much slack in changing the role of servants.

Eight million people who can run and move can never eat and kill, but that is when they only have a thousand people. Now five hours have passed. Who knows the eight million people in that sea of ​​fire, there are How many have become half-dead ghouls?

The original goal of the Ninth Crusade was to annihilate the ‘undead’, that is, vampires and vampire’s subordinate ghouls. The original goal number was one thousand, but now...

Even if ghouls are first-level monsters with only instincts like zombies, and they are still the kind of garbage zombies that walk staggeringly, it is not the reason for Maxwell to indulge them in increasing numbers-this not only violates the pope's order , Which violates the ideals of Catholic believers.

Even if the "Thirteenth Division of the Betrayer" who chooses to use violence to control violence should not behave in such a gaffe, this is simply increasing the enemy's combat power rather than strengthening its own strength. The enemy is easy to solve. It doesn't mean that you can be the enemy. This is a matter of principle.

Xia Ming’s handling method is more benevolent. Although Maxwell is just an ordinary person, the people under his hand are monster handling classes that specialize in handling monsters. Can this guarantee allow him to survive that piece of purgatory... …It depends on what he does.

"Benevolence is necessary, weakness is also necessary, and even anger...sometimes it is also necessary...but before that, you have to know the word'responsibility'." Looking at Altaïr, Xia Ming pointedly said: " Victory is everything. It is just crude second-degree remarks, in short, non-brained nonsense."

"[Process] and [Result] are two words, representing two meanings. Those who say that victory represents everything, are nothing more than an afterthought. You have to remember that before [Result] comes, [ Process] is everything, everything you bet on [results]."

"Gambling chips are bought, and you will be given chips only after you give money. This is an equivalent exchange. On the other hand, you can have chips because you have the qualifications to gamble, that is, you have capital and can be Capital recognized by others."

"This principle is also applicable to [process] and [result], and even more appropriate, because the [capital] in it is responsibility. Whatever you bet on in [process], you must bear the corresponding responsibility. This is your capital to usher in [results], otherwise, a person who dares not even bear the responsibility, how can he get the result he wants?"

"Empty Glove White Wolf? Whom? Whom? Me? Or Xiaosha? Or... Do you want to be the person in the duvet?"

Although Xia Ming feels that his values ​​are not suitable for educating people, and in fact it is true, but I have to say that these great principles of fooling people, he said it is a set, although some even he does it himself Less than.

"I say this, not to make you a person like me. What you want to do and what I will do are two different things. I will not force you to do anything, but I want to tell you that you are doing anything. Before, you have to understand what you are doing. I think what you know is not [do it], but [know]."

Everyone can say the truth, but there are not many who can really practice it. To put it nicely, Tsundere is one of everyone’s personalities. To put it ugly, humans are creatures that are used to slap their faces. Let’s be realistic. No one can truly agree with words and deeds.

At this point, Xia Ming feels that he still has some qualifications to say so, although this is not something to be proud of: "Just like this time, I know what Maxwell did, and I also know what I am doing. , I admit, I really meant to let him go to death, even because I couldn’t see what he did, so I wanted him to go to death. I don’t need you to remind or come here. Emphasize, I have this self-knowledge, but..."

After a pause, Xia Ming looked at Altaïr's eyes, and said every word: "You, know, do, self, self, in, do, what, what, do you—"

"..."

"...It was my fault, I took it for granted, and ignored the fact that you were just born." After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Mingping calmed down the'noise' that was constantly emerging in his heart. What I imagined is even more important... Especially important to you."

"...How did you find out?"

Altaïr was silent for a moment, and said blankly: "Cthulhu's interference is still working even here. You shouldn't have the energy to find something wrong..."

"Is this still a special explanation?" Xia Ming rubbed his brain and said with a tired expression: "I am a more self-aware person, even if it is [Personality Runaway], I can detect that something is wrong with me, even more. What's more, that kind of runaway only troubled me the first time, and I soon adapted to it, so this time..."

"..."

"Why don't I need to say more if I doubt you? After all, you have done so obviously to instigate my emotions."

Xia Ming sighed. He raised his eyes and looked at Altaïr who had stepped back somehow before he sighed softly: "Come back, I won't want to see you in an instant..."

"Don't mention Setsuna to me! You killed her!"

Altaïr’s expression was a bit distorted, and she exclaimed with excitement: "If you keep saying something to satisfy her wish, will she die? Anything you say will take responsibility...all excuses! You just want to win victory. The power of Cthulhu is nothing!"

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five Half-length

"You are right, all this is just an excuse."

No matter how much good things are said, you can’t change what you’ve done. Rather than defending yourself, Xia Ming is more inclined to admit what she did: “I killed the moment, she’s not like you and me, she’s just an ordinary It’s just a human being, and I don’t have the qualifications to face Cthulhu directly. If she goes crazy, there is no guarantee that you will have problems. So, I chose the safest way I think."

"Safe? Huh—"

Altaïr sneered and said, "Are you lunatic or crazy? Do you really think that I was just born as a silly white sweet who knows nothing? You killed the moment, for me, you killed my most important person, you Thought I would forgive you? Calling you father is just..."

"Cooperate with me?"

Xia Ming slowly shook his head and said, "If you really wanted to kill me, you would have already done it. When you put the knife on my neck, wake up, you are just magnified by Cthulhu. It’s just the negative emotions in my heart, and it’s still too late to look back."