Chapter 421: Released beast

Name:Sword of Daybreaker Author:Yuan Tong
In the eyes of Amber, Gao Wen seldom uses such a long story to elaborate on a concept. The man who emerged from this is always full of brains, but those ideas seem to go too far beyond the understanding of the world, so he is more It’s going to do something silently, take everyone to do something together, and then let everyone know a little bit about how the business they are doing is going on in the process, and he will explain it in the process. It will lead, but it will rarely be preached. All of his "teaching" is basically concentrated in the textbooks of the college if those are preaching.

In the textbooks of social common sense and history classes, Gao Wen personally wrote many things in this regard, because he once said one sentence: the world view of adults has changed very slowly, only children can be shaped from an early age.

It is a method that Gao Wen has always taken for the subtle influence and labor reform of adults, and the school-age education and world view. It is a pity that amber is neither interested in schools nor always sneaking away from meetings...

But she is not stupid. On the contrary, she is very clever. She quickly heard a lot of deep meaning from Gao Wen's words. After careful thinking, she realized that she was shocked by the fact that: "You want to destroy." In the land of the nobility, including..."

"Yes, including myself, including the Cecil family," Gao Wen calmly looked at Amber's eyes. "You haven't paid attention to how the Office of Administration operates?"

Amber blinked, couldn't help but scratch my hair: "I want so much... This is not my profession..."

Next to it, Wright thought through silence and finally looked up and exhaled: "Lord, I think I understand... Please forgive me for the problem."

"Don't care, it's good to think about it in this area," Gao Wen said. He looked at Wright, who seemed to have gotten through some kind of knot, and began to consciously guide each other. "You can also extend this idea to go. Think about the changes in the Church of Light and think about the beliefs of the Light."

The expression on Wright's face became solemn, and in the solemnity, there was still a hidden sense of confusion and confusion.

"Abandon the hypocritical God and embrace the true Holy Light. You regain the power of the Holy Light, but will you stop there?" Gao Wen continued, "You are content to regain strength, or to move on." Continue to go deeper and explore the secret behind this, to understand the truth of the Holy Light? You are to be satisfied with your own epiphany, or to spread this epiphany to more people and let more people realize the Holy What is the true meaning of light virtue?"

Wright fell into a brief thought and silence, but quickly raised his head: "I will not stop here. I already know the true meaning of the Holy Light. It belongs to everyone. In front of the Holy Light, monopolize the Holy Light. The church is the real leader."

"You can think like this," Gao Wen already knew would be the answer. He nodded slightly and then said, "I will look for Pitman about the changes that have occurred in you. Let's study together, you may It is the first person in history to voluntarily give up the faith of the Holy Light, and then control the Holy Light through his own power. The only thing similar to your situation is that only about 3,000 years ago, the transformation of natural magic into a druid spell Rui, Pittman is more professional in this regard, he may be able to make some suggestions for your future path."

"This is the best," Wright nodded immediately. "I just have a lot of confusion."

"Before you take a break," Gao Wen said, "to organize your thoughts."

Gao Wen left with amber, leaving only Wright in the small church.

He stood in front of the wooden preaching platform and watched for a long time the empty place that used to house the icon. The sun shining from the window was shining there, a little dust floating in the sun, reflecting the little light of the stars. .

"Breaking the monopoly of the Holy Light, giving people what they deserve?"

Wright whispered softly, then lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes and prayed silently.

There is no icon here, and he no longer needs the icon. He is praying for the light in his heart. His prayers are the virtues and beliefs he has believed for decades.

The church was quiet, only the radiance gradually emerged from the air, and a layer of bright and clear halo enveloped the priest wearing armor, just as the sun condensed into water flowing in the air, and in this clear In the glory of the light, a little bit of fine light particles floated, gathered, slowly gathered into a small figure.

This little figure fluttered on the shoulders of Wright in the light, as if it were light without the weight of the leaves. She looked up and looked around and found that no one saw herself, and quietly squatted in Wright. On the shoulders, I entered the dreamland silently.

......

On the way to the lord's house, Amber has been wandering around in Gaowen's side, like a hamster that is quiet and can't go around. From time to time, he still looks at Gaowen with a quirky expression. Gao Wen started with I didn't want to take care of her, but the guy's annoyed and wanting to do things finally made him unable to bear it. He stopped and pressed the dwarf melon to his place: "What do you want to say?"

"It's okay, I'm curious as to how long this guy's brain is growing," Amber said with a strong grip on his chest. There was no momentum in the case of being pressed by his head. "Now there are two people." You tell the truth, what you said in the church, is that true?"

"Do you usually not read the newspaper?" Gao Wen was a little bit smirking. "You should know that I am serious when you look at what is said in the newspaper."

"I see, I’m throwing it to Betty after watching the strange news," Amber continued to be confident. Then he licked his head and opened Gao Wen’s hand from his head, revealing a faint expression. "But why are you?" To do this... throw away your privilege and even throw away the privileges of future generations, just to bury the group to which you belong... well, it sounds great, but why are you doing it? ?"

Gao Wen saw a rare seriousness from Amber’s always unreliable expression. He couldn’t help but smile and raised his finger at the city that was rapidly building: “You said that the city and the castle of the old-style land aristocracy Which one do you prefer?"

"Of course it is here," Amber answered without hesitation. "I know the castle. It looks like a style. It is not as good as the workers' quarters here. There is no running water or heating. The castle is farther away." Said, dirty and smelly, freezing people in the house."

“This is the first reason. I hope that I can live in a better world. Only a stronger, more advanced and more open society can build such a city and build a city more advanced than this. In this respect, the old aristocratic order has reached the limit, they can not create the world that is strong and advanced, which I demanded, so I will build one myself."

Amber blinks: "Is there a second reason?"

"The second reason is because the world is not safe. The Tifeng people are already ahead of us. We have a wasteland threat in the south. Now we have to face the civil war in Ansu. Face these challenges and make ourselves strong. It is the only way to survive." Gao Wen first said that he was casting a new order. The most important reason was that he did not expect that the first person to listen would be amber, but look at this girl’s rare seriousness. In appearance, he continued, "We must become stronger in the fastest and most effective way, and at least be able to protect ourselves in this world. Everything that humans have ever done can't do this." Then, I can only open a new way. When there is no change, I will die. What reason is there to keep the old order? And in fact... this new road seems to be the right one."

"Even if you are right..." Amber snorted. "But before I did not answer the question, even if I didn't have the old land nobility, you can make sure that the government office you built will not be corrupt. A fallen day? If they also form a new... group, then that..."

"So from the beginning, I was working hard to make the extraordinary power of magic control by ordinary people," Gao Wen interrupted her after amber. "You guess why I have been emphasizing the entire magic industry." Every step from R&D to manufacturing to use, ultimately, can be done without relying on extraordinary people?"

Amber eyes were so big that they suddenly disappeared.

Gao Wen smiled a little and did not make any explanation on this topic.

From the very beginning, he knew that the "new order" he had created was destined to have hidden dangers, and that his own changes to the world were doomed to be incomplete.

Not only because tradition and inertia will obstruct change, but also because the level of consciousness of the people and the law of development of the reality of productivity are limiting change, he cannot forcibly create a perfect social order even if the social foundation is completely out of standard. It has been created, and it can only be a short-lived utopia, and this utopia must be resistant to the utopia of productivity.

He can only let this society move forward as much as possible on the basis of existing productivity, and how far it can advance in the extreme way, and in this process, he has to allow the existence of hidden dangers and defects. In fact, one of the biggest flaws in this new order is even from himself: in order to ensure that the new order is not out of control, and to ensure that social development is at the highest efficiency, and that Cecil can be indestructible in the future against the magic tide, he must To ensure the maximum concentration of power, he must concentrate his greatest power on his own hands, or concentrate on the hands of the government office he controls, and this is a hidden danger.

This hidden danger will not erupt in his lifetime. After his death (if his strange state of life has a life limit), it may not break out within a generation or two, but it will sooner or later.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Gao Wen arranged a "correction path" for his "new order", which is that he can completely control the "magic power" in the hands of mortals.

He remembered that he had heard a sentence in his previous life: society is a spiral development. It is not clear whether this sentence is absolutely correct. But this sentence has at least some truth, but in this world with extraordinary power, society has even spiral development. Once the extraordinary power is formed, it will almost form a permanent solidification of the social structure. The lower-level people have no resistance to one-tenth of a million, so that even if the social upper-level malformation is corrupted to the limit, it will still sink in the dark and continue. Going on, and "magic technology" is a beast that Gao Wen has cultivated to break this situation.

He may not be able to establish the most advanced social order in one step, because it is a castle in the air, but he can let ordinary people in later generations have the ability to overturn the table.

From the very beginning, the "New Order of Cecil" was not his greatest achievement. "The power of extraordinary power belongs to mortals."

The former allowed him to create the Cecil empire, which allowed ordinary people to overthrow the Cecil empire.

However, the things in this are too complicated and sensational, and it seems that even the most heartless amber will be scared, and he can't continue to explain.

So, he just patted the half-elf lady who was a bit stunned: "Go, go find Pittman first."

......

St. Sunil City, Silver Fort.

The study of the work of Francis II at the time has now been cleaned up.

Veronica Moen walked into the place that had been burned by the flames. The burnt things had been cleared, but on the bare stone walls and the ground, there were still large patches of smoke and fire.

The holy light that floated in the air dispelled the dust and the remaining ash. Veronica, wearing a white goddess robes, came to the position where she had placed her desk. She lowered her head as if she could still see the old king. I looked up at the desk and smiled at myself.

"It's a pity..." The princess said in a voice she could only hear, "You have done enough..."

The footsteps came from behind, and Veronica turned her head and saw the Welsh Welsh. The older brother, who was nearly twenty years old, was standing at the door and cast a puzzled look at herself: "Don't you be in church today?"

"Today is the day to return to the castle," Veronica said, slightly lowering her head. "The usual father always sees me here."

There was a sorrow in the expression of Moore in Wales. He looked at the sister standing in the middle of the study and shook his head slightly: "Everything burned or moved out."

"I know," Veronica said softly, walking slowly toward the door of the study. When she passed by Wales, she asked, "You have been fighting Edmund, are you?"

"It is the royal family and the Eastern Rebels."

"You represent the royal family now, my brother."

"...Yes, I am fighting against Edmund," Welsh Moen looked at his smart sister. He couldn't figure out what the other was thinking. It was like this when she was a child. So, "Is this related to the Church of the Light?"

"The church only practices the will of the Lord and does not intervene in the kingship," Veronica shook her head. "I just want to remind you as a loved one. Recently there have been some bad news in the South."

"...The Rock Fortress sent some information, but the Duke of Berdwin believed that the threat of the rebel army in the East was greater."

"...maybe it is," Veronica looked at the eyes of Wales and suddenly shook her head. "I just remind you. The founding ancestor is not as safe as you think. He released. A beast, you better not wait until the beast grows up."

Veronica walked away, and the reassuring warmth of the air gradually dissipated. In the re-opened study, Welsh Moen still watched Veronica's departure.

After a long time, he shook his head: "What is the use of my words?"