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"Was wearing the necklace also due to a precognitive dream?"

Cassandra bowed again: "I'm sorry."

“It’s alright…” Charles shrugged. After getting on Fels’s side, he would have plenty of magical items in reserve, and he could obtain similar items in the future.

"I actually admire Uncle Illion quite a bit. It's amazing that he's grown to this extent because of just one sentence from you," Charles remarked.

"Boss~~, when are we going to beat up our brother?" Anya caught up from behind.

"You're a little too early. But I'll try to create opportunities for you."

She was only slightly surprised to attend the meeting of the Dark Faction, and then naturally began to show off.

He never had the chance to beat up his brother before, but now he has a perfectly legitimate reason.

……

The day before the start of the major protests.

The secret faction was preparing a trap, while Finn and his men continued their usual practice of disguising themselves, secretly conserving their strength, and preparing countermeasures.

These past two days, Ciel has been wandering the streets, secretly promoting his clan's "fireworks," familiarizing himself with the upcoming battlefield environment, and figuring out where Finn might arrange the final battle.

That evening, as usual, Ciel was selling fireworks near Central Park when he encountered a familiar elven girl.

She wore a mask and kept her head down, seemingly preoccupied despite being on routine patrol.

Ciel gently patted the girl on the back: "Yo~, Miss Rion."

With a whoosh, Liu gripped the hilt of his sword and turned around in an instant.

She breathed a sigh of relief when her gaze fell on Charles's smiling face: "Oh, it's you. Don't pat me on the back, it's dangerous."

"Ah...excuse me, Miss Leon seemed troubled, so I came to check on her." Charles reached into his pocket. "Want a sparkler?"

"what is that?"

The sun was setting at that moment, and Ciel smiled as he lit the sparkler.

The crackling sparks burst forth between the wires, forming a beautiful little flower.

"So beautiful..." Liu's eyes crinkled, and at that moment, all her worries seemed to have vanished.

Within seconds, the flames went out. The surroundings fell into darkness.

"Unfortunately... beautiful things are always fleeting." Ryu lowered her head again.

"Hehe, what's so special about that? I have plenty more here!" Charles looked at the girl with a grin, his fingers tucked between his fingers with sparklers.

The two sat down by the fountain, watching the burning fireworks, and fell into silence.

As the third sparkler went out, Ryu spoke up as if reminiscing, "Hey, Mr. Ciel, what do you think justice is?"

Charles paused for a second.

Ah, so that's what it is. That bored god is teasing the little girl again.

He smiled and said, "I have many answers. Which one would you like to hear?"

"Huh?" Ryu stared wide-eyed at Ciel in disbelief. "Does Mr. Ciel have a lot of justice?"

She couldn't understand why what she had been pursuing was something so commonplace in the eyes of others.

Charles chuckled, "I heard all of that from my friends. I thought it all made a lot of sense, so I wrote it down."

"Please tell me." Ryu placed her hands on her knees, leaned slightly to the side, and stared intently at Ciel.

Instead of answering directly, Ciel lit another sparkler:

"In my eyes, Miss Li'ang, your sense of justice..."

"Huh? Just me?"

Charles gave a wry smile: "You know, the others don't seem very friendly to me, and I also feel that they're just using the name of 'justice' to justify resorting to violence."

Ryu frowned: "Although it sounds harsh and I really want to argue with you, I think Kaguya would agree with this answer."

Then, curious, she looked directly at Charles and asked, "In Mr. Charles's eyes, what kind of justice am I upholding?"

Charles pondered for a moment: "Miss Leon, you are always so upright and honest. Just like fireworks."

"Fireworks?" Ryu turned his head and stared at the sparkler.

"Yes, it can dispel darkness and bring light and hope. Although it is beautiful, it is always fleeting. You shine every day, but you don't know if you will burn out in the next second, or go out halfway."

Ryu lowered her head: "A god believes that we are merely depleting our sense of justice. If one day our sense of justice is completely worn away... what will become of us?"

Charles pointed to the flames that were about to turn to ash: "Of course they'll turn to ash."

"Your sense of justice is beautiful and correct, but it's too idealistic. Not everyone can achieve it, and I admire you. But reality isn't a fairy tale, and the price to pay for implementing such idealistic justice is also very high."

Looking at the gunpowder that had become one with the earth, Ryu said with dissatisfaction, "Is there no one who can achieve this kind of ideal justice?"

“Yes,” Charles laughed. “Those kinds of people are called heroes.”

Liu opened her mouth.

Charles held up a finger: "Let me ask you a question. If there's one person on the left and ten thousand people on the right, and you have to kill the other to save one side, which would Leon choose?"

After a long silence, Liu asked in return, "And you, Xia Ersan?"

"right."

"Why?" Liu asked in surprise.

“Because I’m just an ordinary person.” Charles scratched his head. “I’m not a champion of justice. Of course I’ll save more.”

"Think about it again. What if there's one person on one side and a hundred on the other? Which side should you attack?"

"Alone?" Liu couldn't answer and asked tentatively.

“I would still choose the same option,” Charles continued, “What if there’s only one person on each side this time?”

"This..." Liu was at a loss for words.

Charles shrugged: "This is what you call running out of justice. When you make a choice, you're no longer just."

Seeing Ryu's spirits plummet again, and he began to doubt himself, Charles chuckled softly: "Do you want to know how the hero will choose?"

"How should we choose?" Ryu asked, looking at Ciel with hopeful anticipation.

“Even heroes will choose to kill one person,” Charles sneered.

Liu stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Impossible! How can someone like that be called a hero?"

Charles's expression turned serious: "Because that person will always be himself."

Liu stopped breathing and suddenly stood up.

Chapter 169 Justice is love!

Charles looked up at Ryu, who seemed to understand something, and sighed: "That's why I said, Miss Ryo, you're a lot like Hanabi."

"When faced with a choice, the best approach is to give it your all."

If you can't answer the question, and you can't deal with the person who asked it, there's another way: deal with the person who answered the question. (Humorous)

"This is too sad." Ryu slowly considered the story and sat back down next to Ciel.

Charles raised an eyebrow: "Hmm... after all, that's how hero stories are written. Of course, it's also possible that only the dead heroes are worthy of being remembered by posterity. The living ones all marry princesses and reach the pinnacle of life."

Charles chuckled mischievously: "Oh, we're too busy being envious and jealous to bother praising a group of people who live even more extravagantly than ourselves."

"How could this be?" Ryu's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Isn't there a better ending?"

“Of course there is…” Charles relit a sparkler: “This is you…”

Just as the sparkler was about to go out, another sparkler was held up: "Look..."

Liu squinted her narrow eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Charles then brought out two more fairy wands, followed by three and four.

The dazzling fireworks illuminated the central fountain, attracting the attention of many residents who stopped to admire them.

As the fireworks died down, Charles said calmly, "You see, the people you've helped will help others in return. Justice is cyclical. So, even if it's brief, your actions will not lose their meaning."

"For the same ideal and with the same belief, we have followed one after another, and the sparks of heroism will become a source of endless inspiration."

"Even if your sense of justice is exhausted, countless successors inspired by justice will shine brightly in your place."

"Well said!" Another energetic voice jumped out from the shadows!

The gray-haired girl blinked and made a peace sign: "Ta-da! It's you, Adil Farmadar, who shamelessly eavesdropped but couldn't bear to interrupt and wanted to chime in, yet couldn't bring yourself to do it!"

"Adi? Why do you always have to introduce yourself every time you show up?!" Liu complained loudly.

Charles said in a serious tone: "This kind of behavior is usually called stealing the spotlight."

However, these kinds of characters are usually extras, but they keep emphasizing their names, which makes them easy targets for death.

Girl, your omen of death is shining brightly!

"Hehe~" Adi jumped to Ciel's side and held Ciel and Ryu's hands: "As expected of Mr. Ciel, you think the same way I do."

"That's right! Those we've helped will help others! Today's kindness will bring smiles tomorrow! Justice is perpetuated!"

Ciel and Ryu awkwardly withdrew their hands, their cheeks slightly flushed: "A friend of mine told me this."

"Hey, please let me get to know him," Adidas persisted.

“He only heard it from others,” Charles tried to change the subject. “Would you like to hear his own understanding of justice?”

Liu put on a stern face and listened attentively: "You must tell me."

Charles thought for a moment, then said in Belle's tone, "For her, justice is 'thank you,' isn't it?"

"Huh?" Ryu became interested.

“She was always apologizing, yet always receiving help, so she wanted to thank everyone who had helped her. Then everyone laughed genuinely together.” Charles smiled.

"Ah, it's not really an answer that fits with justice, but I feel that accumulating the right things until the world is filled with happiness and smiles is also part of justice."

"Hmm! Hmm!! Smile! Just like Argo's story." Adi patted Ryu's thigh.