The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“I'm not like the others. ”

If anything is the same in the world, it is probably implicit or straightforward to think that you are different from the others and that you are special.

Indeed, no one has the same talent, education, or acquired experience, but this difference makes the world and individuals colorful, while not necessarily good.

When individuals are too obsessed with themselves, they naturally cannot see others and the truth.

“I'm different. I was born human. The lives of those bitches are worthless. They should give everything to me. ”

Nobility and royalty, religious figures have more or less such expectations, and a little bit more can raise their consciousness to carry out their duties, but if there is more, when one does not regard other compatriots as human beings, another atrocious evil will be taken for granted.

“I am loved by the lucky god. Next one, the next one must turn me over! ”

In a sense, gamblers and ambitious people are all along the way, and always feel that they have the possibility to duplicate, that they will never be able to satisfy their current gains, constant adventures, gambling, and end up losing their lives and chips or winning everything.

Everyone has this “blind consciousness”, which is part of humanity and is not right or wrong in itself, and can even play a positive role in an individual's development, but as age and experience increase, this “blind consciousness” is often flattened by harsh realities.

“Turns out I'm … just a human being, just a member of the general public, nothing special. ”

Man knows his limits, so helplessly abandons his childhood fanatics, abilities, talents, status and other seemingly vulgar things, but ultimately decides to pull the limits that the man can reach, but some people know where they should be from the beginning, but they are always reluctant to live a life like this.

Oros. Milan, the young man known by his loved ones and friends as "Broomstick” Oros, knew, shortly after his birth, where he was and where he was destined for the future - the puppet.

Oros' birth order in the royal family is seventeenth, which does not mean that he does not have the right to inherit the throne; on the contrary, he is in fact in the top three positions due to the presence of a Grand Duke local elder as an uncle.

But at a young age, Auros met this uncle under his mother's leadership, and his eyes were so cold that it was like a first-time relative, looking at an object, like seeing a tool that could be used when, and the next way he treated his mother and son was roughly like dealing with a loss that had already been sold.

“Remember, if you listen to me, your life will be better. Otherwise, I can get you to the throne and I can get you down. ”

For a child who yearned for affection, he could not see his busy father several times, but always listened to his mother say how good his uncle was, but this was the case when he just met him. Such a blow was self-evident, but soon he adjusted.

“… does it differ from the past to treat me like a tool and a puppet? As long as you play this role to the satisfaction of everyone, Oros will be a good boy. ”

Ironically, because of his arrogance and outrage, the uncle took the lead, while Oros himself fell to the death of his brother, who was about to die in the streets.

And when Oros was about to die, an alien helper let him survive the disaster, but unfortunately, that helper had a price, and from that moment on, he knew that his country had been stared at by the shadow of the dead for centuries, and had even been infiltrated with sores.

And he...

“What can I do? He's not a puppet, he's just a different owner. ”

In a sense, Auros was paradoxical and seemingly foolish. In fact, in the words of his later mentor, it was actually because he saw it clearly, and precisely because he saw it too clearly, and the excavation, no matter what he did, could not be changed, and naturally seemed indifferent and dull.

“In this world, which one of us is not a puppet that follows the waves, a worthless or worthless piece in the hands of a big man? ”

When he first took office, he was called the most monarch of all time, because he did nothing, the prince said, he did it, the foreign minister said, as long as there was enough power behind each other, he still did it, as if it were just a rubber stamp for nothing.

But in fact, he just looked quietly at the world and the inhabitants of the world, at the unknowingly worldly people who had become chess pieces.

But his favorite thing is to go on vacation in his own private little yard and talk to neighbors who don't know who they are, and he feels more alive than he does.

“Disaster years are better for farmers, because the harshest tax officials of the lords leave farmers breathless, and on those days the church priests do not go back and forth to the towns to preach, nor do they offer their little possessions in order to be able to walk into the kingdom of God without falling into the river after death. ”

“For ordinary mercenaries and rangers, the clerical help of the Reverend Master is‘ free ', but if the fundraiser is not replenished in time, the next time he dies in the streets of the Temple, there will be no help. On the contrary, for ordinary people, alchemist and herbalist drugs are the most dependable and the most basic treatments are not expensive, but are enough to treat civilian trauma. But for this‘ business-robbing 'peer, the Church can easily turn it into a' haunted witch and sorcerer ’. So now most pharmacists won't do this without making money, and the voices of unusually offensive people. Adventurers need booster pills, big people need fitness, and life-saving pills are the big ones to make money. ”

“Turns out, my subjects have no idea that the emperor is succeeding them now, they are only worried about whether a natural disaster will befall them, the tax officer of the noble lord will leave some money to protect their lives, can the gold coins they keep privately to the satisfaction of the priest master, to give themselves a blessing so that their souls can go to heaven and have a good birth in the next life. ”

The powerful were also happy to see the puppet emperor wandering around without doing his job, but inadvertently allowed him to accumulate enough knowledge and wisdom in the folk and even organize himself from the slums.

And when he had the power to look at the hard-won civilians, he felt a little ashamed, and now that he was in this position, he had to do something.

“Perhaps I can't change everything, but I can make things better for everyone. ”

So the puppet emperor chose to trade, and he traded not only for the shadowy dead spirit, but also for the tallest dragon clan and dragon knight, and the chips that could be traded were nothing more than more obedient and useful puppets, which were nothing more than oral cheques.

The clandestine help of the two powerful powers was effective, and with the help of those clandestine powerful men, the royal faction began to rise again, and was then victorious in a brutal and bloody struggle with the local lords, who gradually regained the reign of Oros as the emperor in power, with the local lords maintaining at least a clear respect.

But…

“The day? Isn't it the same? Looks like I heard the lord changed. The new lord is a handsome young man, said to be the king's knight. Huh, double the tax on the first one, that bastard is trying to change his castle. ”

“Old man, don't be angry with yourself, noble lord is not the same for thousands of years, who told others to throw a good tire. ”

The angry Oros returned to his palace and tried to hang the impersonator who had tarnished his reputation on the street, but didn't expect...

“What, a Caesar knight, isn't he my most trusted warrior? ”

And his officials told him that the local lord was the only owner in his own territory. The actions of the Caesar knight were perfectly legitimate. He was still kind. The new knight lord in other places did more than that, after all...

“In addition to setting up their own home, they must prepare a gift for your victory, and donations to the royal family must not be worse than their predecessors... Your Majesty, what happened to you? ”

“Is it my fault? Did I make it happen? ”

Before he fainted, Oros felt better to be a puppet who didn't have to do anything.

“Turning around is the fault of trying to change the world, and perhaps doing nothing is the best. No, it can't be so negative. There's got to be a way. ”

He tried to feed the greedy lords with war to get loot, but the greedy lords brought a new round, and the greedy lords recruited civilians for free cannon ash in exchange for the so-called honor and merit, and at that moment, Oros really felt it was wrong.

For the first time, he also thought deeply about what was wrong with the world and why, no matter what the change, he ended up back where he came from.

Though the wise magician may have the answer, he used the Shadow Warrior as his double, hidden in the Tower of the Cloud to study, and had the privilege of meeting and discipling the archmage Thrace, who studied the most in this regard.

For the first time, he understood that there was not only a social system of subordinate lords, but that aliens such as elves and dwarves had their own more suitable survival mechanisms, but in this shitty world, they were the most suitable for human survival.

The strong protect the weak, and the weak devote everything to the strong, and the desire to be honoured by the strong leaves countless newcomers out.

Only then did he know that Bayer, formerly a mighty power, had done much more in remote mountainous areas facing powerful threats, but that civilians who wanted to survive had to endure it.

“It was not that we chose such a social system, but that such a world determines such a social system. ”

This is not an easy problem to solve, but Auros did find a way… Yes, it was the later centralization and nationalization of the powerful, at least after so many years of successful implementation of his ideas in Bayer.

Ignoring the right and wrong of his approach, after all, this can only be tested by time. As a result, learning in the cloud tower prevents his old troubles from going away. New troubles are coming again. He can get the truth from the Mage, Dragon Nation, and the Dead Spirit, even if that truth is simply unacceptable.

“Jihad? Are you kidding me? What are we humans? Tanaka's wheat? Cattle and sheep to be slaughtered in the barn? ”

From that moment on, he abandoned his so-called faith and the possibility of going to heaven, and began to hate the high, but always inactive, god in his heart.

“You say you shelter the world? That your priest is also a servant of the world? But all I see is that your priests receive donations everywhere, and your church is full of riches, but your ‘servants' do not work, but recite your names every day and say good things to you. If they are all your servants, then why don't you feed these pigs? You know that old John spent his whole life donating his last place, but only to bless his son with your pastor, to have good luck, to live two more years without illness or disaster, and to go to the so-called heavens after death! ”

“The good kingdom of heaven? I didn't see it. I only saw this purgatory in front of me! Now that you are unable to take refuge in the world as you should, do not put your parents' pieces in charge of the world and mortals that do not concern you. Or you were just a bunch of scammers who promised not to pay, or even scams to so-called servants' shameless parasites! ”

In front of that enormous gate, nobles from all over the king stood there in panic, and they had just been told that this was the last base card of the Kingdom of Bayer, the portal to the dragon world, and now the old emperor had called them to say something important.

And after a long time, the old emperor finally arrived late, but he just got here and swept the gorgeous people under the counter, and he laughed.

In a sense, the days of the Bayer have been better, but not dependent on the higher gods, but earned from the puppet emperors who struggled among the many forces themselves.

It took him 10 years to calm down this chaotic country, dissolve most of their militias by local lords, and stop the domestic lords from competing against each other.

For almost three decades, with the help of the dead and the dragons, he withdrew the forces of the Church of the Gods, such as the Church of the Holy See, from Bayer.

He secretly allowed the teachings of pure Holy Light to begin to ferment, even if it would provoke the dead.

Yes, the Dead Sorcerer can control his own Dead Soul creation, even if, in order to keep Oros from showing his bloom, Esso's half-dead curse (blessings) only came into effect when saving him, limiting him to half-life and half-death. Even if the magic is revoked, he can still deprive the other person of his life at any time, but nothing else can be done. After all, there is more behind the Emperor than the Super Mage — Thrace - who thinks Eso is not sure.

Dead spirits act in the shadows, their reputation is too bad to act in the sun, which directly affects the kingdom. The dragons are high, and they are lazy to respond as long as their interests are not touched.

And as a half-dead, he secretly carried the cursed god, the crown of thorns, to get rid of Esso's control.

The power of the artifact is strong. The crown of thorns was born hard to turn the half-dead into a living person, but unfortunately, this living person has no taste or pain.

Since then, the unconscious emperor has enjoyed the most delicious dishes without any flavor, lives in the most gorgeous palace, but does not feel comfortable, and the gorgeous robes do not make him feel warm, but he also has infinite energy to make the country better.

In a way, Roland helped Oros a lot by removing Esso, but even without his presence, I'm afraid the split between Oros and Esso was only a matter of time, and with reference to "history," at least Esso didn't win.

As a “mortal" who understands his bottlenecks, Auros is probably best at patience, borrowing, randomness, history, and still is.

But unfortunately, ideals cannot be eaten as meals, and some things still seem unchangeable.

Nowadays, even if the emperor is not dead, the lords are stupidly moving, they yearn for a new war, they reject the laws of the free movement of the people and the abolition of slavery, and they remain emperors in their own territory.

Even in the absence of the Church of the Gods, the faithful are not far away from finding the priest and the liar who claims to be a priest, replacing the sweaty gold coin with a phrase: "Son, God will bless you. ”

At that point, Oros couldn't get an answer from anyone else, but a new religion and a pamphlet from the underground world caught his attention.

“No church? No contribution? How do their priests and temple warriors live? Charging intermediary fees as a referee? Providing business services? It doesn't even need to be recited. Is this still the Church of the True God? ”

If the Church of the Law attracted his attention, the doctrine and the laws of God showed him hope.

“Those who wilfully take the lives of others with their own desires will be severely judged by the God of the Law, and will suffer the punishment of the Blade and Fire, even after their death. Thirteen Sins of God."

“Finally came across a plan to manage…”

That was his first point of view, but then he felt it was wrong.

“Isn't it different from the Church of True God's persuasion that a sinner should be tried after his death? It is clear that with the blessing of the priest and the donation of sufficient assets, we will be able to enter the kingdom of God after death. ”

Obviously, the doctrine of the insomniac surpassed his ability to remain a weak god at the time, so either he was a reckless madman or he had no plans.

“To punish all sinners in hell? Though it does frighten the wicked, the doctrine of transboundary sins against all true gods. What is it that he is for? ”

And when he found out that this law church had something to do with the legendary Roland, he also got notes and manuscripts from the pure Holy Light church, and after communicating with him, he eventually decided to participate in that man's insane plan.

“The heavens and the earth are merciless, and fate is blind. The gods only expect to harvest faith and soul, so how can they care about how mortals live? If sinners and villains spend a little money and glorify a god's name, they will be able to get what the poor will never get in exchange for their whole lives, and what is the need for such a god to be believed in? All we mortals can rely on is ourselves...”

The old man stood on the stage trembling, with the open door behind him, looking at the black-pressed crowd in front of him, but couldn't help but think of the conversation with Roland at the time.

“Roland, in fact, I've always loved your saying in the teachings of the Southern sect, 'The world belongs to mortals, the gods above are just hypocritical maniacs, they are bound by the world's beliefs, by their own concepts, by the rules of order and enslaved in another sense, so I didn't count on them from the beginning. ”

The old emperor went down and read the dramatic manuscript himself too many times, he could already carry it out, but what he expected was follow-up, Roland's choices and thoughts after the baptism of his years.

And Roland laughed, implicitly, and he saw his shadow from this old emperor, and his kind was always able to communicate easily with each other.

So Roland went straight to the point.

“All we can count on is ourselves. Since the world does not have its own benevolent morality, we create a subordinate law of God and the law of man. Since the evil and sinners of the world will not be judged and punished, let us create a hell of a fear for sinners. ”

“Even if it's hostile to all the gods? Even if we become enemies of the world? ”

“Of course, but we're not public enemies. Aren't you going to be my companion? ”

“No, since it is a conspiracy crime aimed at the ultimate order of the entire world, it should be said that it is an accomplice. ”

Since then, participants, implementers, Roland, Orros, Everly, have called each other accomplices, and it seems to them that this is a more trustworthy term than allies.

And in his chat with his aunt, he understood the obsession better.

“Lilith A... Sister, you say that if our goal is achieved, the new round replaces the old round, the sinner is punished in purgatory, and the good man can live in a good heaven and truly have a better afterlife, can we go straight to heaven? ”

But surprisingly, Lilith shook her head.

“No, the man himself said that he had already left himself a place in hell, said not to have forgotten the location of his cat, and according to his practice, given what you did, he must have been a neighbor to him for a long time. “

“Oh, that's really good news. ”

Auros remembered that the man who laughed at the time was upside down, so happy for the first time in years, maybe because he heard for the first time that an evil man with a full hand was going to hell, even if that evil man was himself.

“An accomplice? I don't know if I'll ever be a cellmate again. ”

The old man scoffed at himself, knowing that his time had come to an end.

“Perhaps from tomorrow, in the eyes of the world, I will be the stupidest man. But it's not like no one remembers me... Heh, accomplices, my husband left first and waited for you in hell. ”

When the old man gently rips the crown of thorns, the whole world is doomed to change.