[Just stayed in the darkness], [Destroyed the possibility with my own hands], [I don't admit it] - when the few words at that time were connected together, why Li Lin said that and why he beat himself up, now I completely understand it.
The body's reaction was one step faster than the thought of accusation, and Roland slapped himself mercilessly.
Disbelief, confusion, confusion, and ridicule all pointed at Roland with their fingers.
"He has a sister, let him take her with him."
"It's different from what was promised. I only agreed to let go of one person, right? But you asked me to pay more gold coins to redeem an important girl? This is against the rules of the game and goes against the basic conditions of the transaction."[
"If you add that magic item, it will be enough for you to recover your losses."
"What a sophistry with overwhelming confidence."
The witch snorted coldly, her teasing and displeasure became thinner under her charming face, and her arrogance and dominance outlined her dismissive words:
"You are my property, and everything you have is naturally mine."
Faced with the arrogant and unreasonable proposition, the boy was speechless. Slaves are the owner's property and belongings. Of course, objects do not need to be owned.
"There's no one who would pay for a request that sounds stupid, right?"
The audience finally had to endure it no longer and started laughing with their hands in their hands.
They laughed and laughed, their faces flushed with excitement and difficulty breathing.
The words that were too honest and private sounded like nothing more than a joke to these men - the worst kind.
In this slave market soaked in blood, sweat, shit, and urine, "doing something for others" is definitely the coldest joke. There is no other one. In this shit pit full of violence, violation, insult, plunder, deception, selfishness, and frame-up, everyone is
He only thinks about his own destiny and future, there is no room for high-sounding words, and he doesn't even have the time to imagine talking about things.
No, it’s not just this cesspit. Look around the world and search every corner. Ask thousands of people and ask tens of thousands of people, and the answer will always be the same.
Intelligent species only live for themselves. No one lives for others.
"Even if I agree to such a stupid request, no one will praise you. Thank you and praise you - including the guy who betrayed you."
The witch asserted coldly, her words turning into blades and piercing her.
"Although you look like a good boy, you have actually had the idea of betraying him, right?"
"……Yes."
The boy bit his lip and nodded.
Whether he denies it or admits it, the idea of betraying the mixed-race child did appear in a moment.
"Fortunately...I didn't do that."[
On the sloppy stage, the boy said this.
People have to betray others to survive - Rose's face and words appeared together with the thought of betrayal, and wrapped around Roland like a snake.
It's very easy to betray others. Just point your finger at someone and hide in a safe corner. No one will accuse you because everyone does it.
Like Rose, become that kind of person.
"I will never become that kind of adult! I hate betraying others!! Others like to betray and live that way is their business!! I will never be a despicable person!!"
Salome tilted her head and smiled slightly.
"Oh my, what a silly boy, a little adult who makes people embarrassed again and again..."
The sigh was mixed with some emotion, as gentle as shyness and sadness, and the aura of a young girl's first love interest passed away. Then she turned back into a temptress that sent chills down the spine.
"It seems that there is no need to ask further questions. Anyway, except for a few aliens, the thinking of humans and orcs is the same."
The witch sighed chatteringly, and Roland caught the discord in her words.
[A few aliens], [Humans and Orcs].
There was no problem with the grammar and pronunciation of these two words, but Roland felt that the way they spoke was very familiar.
——Don’t take any side. Be calm and thorough, and observe the surrounding perspectives without any emotion.
The idea that he had caught something flashed through him, and the hybrid's roar made his head buzz.
"What the hell is this?! They all act like they are great and treat me like a fool?!!!"
He vented his emotions in a nonsensical and illogical way, feeling inferior and angry, and roared as if he was giving up on himself.
The filthy son of a mother who was born out of wedlock and raped by foreign soldiers has long been accustomed to being treated coldly. Guys in the village, guys from the bear tribe, and this group of slave-trading scum are all the same. They use insinuations all day long.
Treat him and his sister with contemptuous looks and beatings.
But what is going on between her and him?
With their innate power and aristocratic privileges to participate in state affairs, magicians mostly regard ordinary people as insignificant ants. The arrogance of this woman named Salome who does not take others seriously can also be regarded as this kind of nature.
Performance.
However, the boy had an intuition that was as good as Roland's, and he could also feel the abnormalities in his words. Unlike Roland, the boy had an inexplicable and refreshing resonance with that kind of indifference.
When he wanted to resonate further with that point of view, Salome suddenly stopped his discussion, took a quick glance, and then never looked at him again.
It was difficult for the boy to accept and adjust to an emotion like unrequited love. What made it even more unbearable for him was Roland.[
Integrity, strength, and selfishness that considers others—just like the dazzling sun.
The mixed-race child didn't hate Roland like this, but he was disgusted by his despicable true self exposed in this light and was unwilling to accept the status quo.
[Only I am so miserable], [Why am I so despicable], [Why is I the only one who is like this?]
The self-loathing is out of control, and the soul that has supported the mixed-race child's survival until now is filled with bitter and unspeakable emotions. The rebelliousness that only occurs in adolescence is revealed in the 7-year-old child.
"Who do you think you are? Hypocritical bastard!"
Even though he knew that the dangerous emotion of "jealousy" was dragging him into an ugly and out-of-control situation, the boy still shouted in complete selflessness:
"Why don't you just let me die alone? Leave me alone!!"
Snap!!
The mixed-race boy's face was turned to one side, and there were bright red palm prints on his dirty face.
Because it was too sudden, everyone around him just stared blankly at Roland, whose face was full of anger and his eyes were filled with regret.
Snap!!
Another loud slap in the face, and the stunned people looked at Roland leaving palm prints on his face.
"you……"
The mixed-race man looked at Roland blankly, forgetting the burning pain on his face.
"I finally understand, it's too bad, it's too bad."
It's terrible, just as terrible as I was at that time.
The way the animal-eared boy yelled hysterically and said the bastard words "Just leave me alone to die" was exactly the same as himself at that time.
A willful child who refuses help from others and cries in a dark corner. Although there is good intention in front of him, he refuses it as a bastard...)