“What exactly did you say to Frieren?
Even I would be hurt if treated like that by a legendary mage.” Löwe smiled elegantly, and indeed, there was a hint of guilt on his face.
This guy was such a great actor; at least Ethan couldn’t see through him at all, good thing he already knew what this person was like.
Are all people from the Magic Empire this strange?
Having lived in this world for so many years, Ethan had, miraculously, rarely encountered such deeply insidious characters.
Everyone he had met had been too straightforward.
Ever since he learned from Lernen that they were the ones who had driven out the empire’s people, Ethan knew his attitude had been revealed to Löwe.
But judging from Löwe’s current demeanor, he truly had no intention of becoming enemies with the two of them.
Perhaps sensing no killing intent from Löwe, Frieren had left with peace of mind, and this action signaled Frieren’s immense trust in Ethan’s strength.
“So, this was really a coincidence this time, right?” “Yes, so you don’t need to worry too much.
Neither Lord Heiter nor Lady Frieren are our targets…
Are you reassured now?
Killing intent is scary.” Löwe sighed with a touch of regret, “If possible, I truly don’t want to be enemies with such a promising young man like you…
Hey, I already said I’m not here to kill them, can you put away your killing intent?” “So, you’re not here to catch up, are you?” Ethan asked, confused.
Löwe’s expression suddenly turned calm.
He turned around, casually picked a stone from the ruins, sat down, took out a wine flask from behind his waist, twisted it open forcefully, and took a big gulp.
“Ethan, seeing the scene around us, what are your thoughts?” Löwe’s tone was a bit distant, as if he were deep in thought himself.
“…” “I believe such things shouldn’t happen.
Powerful mages, whether they want to or not, possess the ability to create such devastation.
Serie, Frieren, Minus, even the great sage Eiviss from the mythical age…
are all like this!” Löwe clenched his fist tightly, “They claim to want to study magic, but with just a single thought, they can cause such ruin.
Ordinary people living near such beings are purely walking a tightrope.
Don’t you think this is completely unreasonable?” Ethan had nothing to say to this, because what Löwe was saying was the truth.
To ordinary people, powerful mages were like natural disasters that could erupt at any moment.
Magical talent isn’t about good or evil.
“Young Ethan, I ask you, what is the essential difference between what Minus is doing and what demons do?” Facing this question, Ethan shook his head, “The disaster has already occurred.
For the victims, it makes no difference who caused it.” “Exactly.” Löwe snapped his fingers, “I know there seems to be a misunderstanding between us, but I just want you to know why I, and the Magic Empire behind me, are doing these things, where our philosophy comes from, and how we intend to carry it out.” Löwe walked up to Ethan and met his gaze, “I’m not asking you to make a move on Frieren right now, but if one day, you believe Frieren is about to commit a sin like Minus, then act swiftly to eliminate her.” “So, your method all along has been to watch coldly, and only when everything is irreversible do you make a lethal move?” Ethan suddenly said as he looked at Löwe’s increasingly agitated expression.
Löwe suddenly stopped.
“If a child is not educated and is allowed to grow wild, no one knows what kind of person they will become.
For a ruler, if they have no ministers to advise them, it is only a matter of time before they are consumed by power.” Ethan stared at Löwe and smiled, “Even ordinary people know this principle, and you haven’t even bothered to follow it?” “I won’t let Frieren become like that.
As long as I’m alive, she will never walk that path.” Ethan sighed, “Why Minus is like this, I don’t know.
I will cut off that possibility before the worst outcome even appears…
Have you ever made even a single effort like this?” “More importantly, who gave you the right to arbitrarily judge others before they have even made a mistake?” The two stared at each other for a long time.
Löwe also smiled, “It seems neither of us can convince the other, but…
if you fail, our invitation still stands.” “But the more likely outcome is that the Magic Empire will be destroyed, and Frieren will still be exactly as she is now.” “And what about you and me?” “We’ll be dust in the soil, buried somewhere unknown.” Today’s conversation proved that the two of them would never walk the same path.
“However, I might be dust in the soil before then,” Löwe spread his hands.
“Next, I’m going to fight Minus with all I’ve got.” Ethan was stunned.
He hadn’t expected their conversation to end like this at all.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t make that face.
The fact is, Minus doesn’t have anyone like you by her side, right?” Löwe turned around and left, following a path that was already hard to see clearly.
“This should be the last time we meet.
If I die, more people will come to confront Minus.
After all, we’re not really bad people.” This last sentence was directed straight at Ethan.
Not bad people…
huh?
Ethan didn’t know, but at least, as he looked at the receding figure, he felt a sense of respect.
The great mage Minus had gone mad.
If left unchecked, it would surely lead to more terrifying bloodshed.
Although the Magic Empire had malicious intentions, to desperately fight the great mage Minus to end this war was not something just anyone could do.
“Are you done talking?” A cool voice sounded behind Ethan.
Frieren arrived with her usual indifferent expression.
“Let me tell you beforehand, I was eavesdropping.” “You’re so shameless?” Ethan said helplessly.
“Hmph hmph, that kind of thing doesn’t matter, does it?” It seemed her mood was quite good.
“Let’s go too.
I have good news and bad news.
According to some monks over there, Heiter is right here.” Frieren took out a map and pointed to a city on it.
That statement…
Ethan narrowed his eyes, “And the bad news?” “The bad news is, Minus’s army hasn’t left yet.” Frieren said to Ethan with a blank expression.
“Are you truly prepared to face that ‘rebellious witch’ head-on?” “To be honest, no.” Ethan shook his head with a wry smile.
“When facing the world’s strongest mage, how many people can immediately be prepared?” “Should we turn back then?” “But Bishop Heiter is there.” Ethan sighed deeply.
“No matter what, we have to bring him back.” Anyway, someone else would be fighting Minus head-on, so they just needed to go around.
Ethan thought to himself.