"I'm sorry, Mr. Grush. ”

The sudden apology made Grush a little at a loss, and he looked at the head maid sitting opposite him, holding a glass of water in his hand and not drinking, looking a little flustered.

"No, Serena head maid, I should have taken the liberty of it!" Grush shook his head in confusion, not knowing why the head maid had to apologize, if there was one person who had to apologize, then he should be the one who apologized.

It was he who rashly made the request to 'ask for advice', and also made them bother to arrange for those girls to live here, and he was so touched by the first "Criminal Law" of the Sad Wind Collar that he embarked on this path today.

Having received favors from others, how could Grush be embarrassed to make people apologize? Not to mention that they had done nothing wrong at all.

Cervantes, who was sitting on the sidelines, rolled his eyes, he hated this kind of person pushing around the most.

The maid pursed her lips and turned away from the subject, "So Mr. Grush, what are you coming to Winde City for? I heard Seth say before that you want to 'ask' me something?"

Grush was stunned, he didn't expect the head maid to be so direct, but then he also nodded and replied in a deep voice: "Yes, head maid Serena, I really want to ask you something. Also, you don't have to be too polite, just call me 'Grush'. ”

"Well, Grush...... "The maid's eyes narrowed, "then, what is the matter? The ...... that would make you, a legend, come here to 'consult' with me?"

Grush's hands were folded, his index finger stirred restlessly, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "...... I wonder what kind of thing 'justice' is in the eyes of you and your lordship. ”

The maid's eyes froze, and the black dragon tilted her head and sneered, pointing at herself: "Me?"

"Yes! I want to know—" Grush took a deep breath, "what I'm doing right now and what I should do in the future!"

"Just ......" the maid muttered subconsciously, feeling that things might not be as simple as she imagined.

If she remembered correctly, the belief of the legendary paladin in front of her was 'justice'.

In order to spread 'justice' to this decaying society, he resolutely left the Glorious Church and became a holy warrior who traveled all over the world.

But now he asked himself such a question...... Heh, that's a big problem indeed!

"Fairness and integrity, without the slightest partiality. Cervantes was the first to answer.

Listening to his feeble answer, Grush nodded very earnestly.

His serious attitude is what makes the maid feel the most headache, Cervantes's answer can be casual, but hers can't!

Serena sighed and considered her words before she spoke, "'Justice' is something that can be said to exist or not to exist. ”

Grush's spirits perked up and he opened his mouth, but he stopped talking.

After a pause, the maid observed the legendary paladin's expression before shaking her head and saying: "Strictly speaking, 'justice' does not exist, take the judge who decides the case, if his child commits an unforgivable sin, and the judge who judges him happens to be him, if the sentence is light, it is an injustice to the victim, but if the punishment is really imposed, then he has not fulfilled the basic requirements of a father, and it is unfair to himself—this is a sophistry, but the problem does exist." ”

"Justice has always been an abstract concept, because it is always the human heart that judges whether it is 'fair', and the human heart is the most unpredictable and abstract thing in this world.

Hearing the maid's question, Grush thought for a moment, then shook his head, "No, not necessarily true......!

The paladin hesitated for a moment, thinking of the people he had seen earlier when he had taken the maidens to look for a place to settle elsewhere.

If those people are left to judge, then they will definitely make the judgment that is best for themselves, not 'impartial'.

"But here's the problem!"

The maid shook her head and sneered: "In people's judgment, 'justice' belongs to the majority, and will always belong to the majority, because only a few will commit iniquity, and only a few will do 'unjust' things. That being the case, the majority of people are not necessarily right, so what exactly is 'justice'? Does it exist? But does it really not exist?"

Grush was dumbfounded, at this moment, he was greatly shocked, and what he heard now completely subverted his previous cognition.

"But these two things are not to be confused......," Grush stammered, his mind feeling like a mush, constantly stirring, and his only insistence was struggling in this shapeless mass of 'cognition'.

“...... It really can't be confused, I was secretly changing the concept just now!" Looking at him, the maid suddenly smiled and generously admitted.

Then she stared at Grush, her eyes filled with a playful smile, "But if you insist on pursuing the 'way of justice,' you will always face such a problem, will you?"

"For example, if you meet a rich man who hoards a lot of food, which causes the price of food to rise and the common people do not have enough to eat, then what should you do at this time?"

"Consult with him and persuade him to give him the grain at a reasonable price, and I will use my savings to compensate him!" Grush's reply did not hesitate.

The maid tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders, "Isn't that an injustice to you, and what if the rich man is not willing to do so?"

The paladin frowned, his expression struggling, "I, I'll ......"

"You're going to force him, are you?" asked the maid with a chuckle.

Grush's face was ugly, and he nodded heavily, for he did.

"And then at this point—"

The maid put away her smile and said coldly, "The civilians attacked that rich man and robbed the grain, so what will you do?

Grush was stunned for a moment and shook his head blankly, "No...... I don't know ......."

"You're not a judge, so you don't think you're going to do anything, and you think that the law doesn't hold the people accountable, and there are so many civilians who attack that rich man, you don't think they will be punished much, right?" The maid induced the paladin in front of her step by step.

"I ......," Grush imagined in a panic, and then to his horror that he 'did' think so!

"Because you think that the cause of all this is the rich man, so he was hurt like that, and that is right?" the maid's eyes narrowed, and she pressed in.

Grush's ten fingers were inserted into his hair, and he pressed his head hard, trying to 'wake up'.

But, it didn't work—

That's exactly what he thought!

"Your 'justice' is not 'justice'......" The maid sighed, and even the black dragon on the side couldn't help but shake her head.

Grush's head was lowered, and his eyes were staring blankly at his feet.

It was as if his world had collapsed in an instant, and everything he had pursued in the past had become 'illusory' - not even the mountains had been able to conquer his tenacious mind, but with just a few words, his defenses had been breached......

Vulnerable!

Looking at the holy warrior with his head bowed, the maid whispered pityingly, "If I say...... What I said before was also a change of concept?"

Grush's eyes moved, but soon fell silent again.

Even if it's a 'stealing concept', if he encounters that kind of thing, won't he still think like that?

At such times, how he wished he was a stubborn madman, unrepentant, for his obsession to destroy everything in the world—the kind of person he once hated the most—alas, he was not.

"So...... What should I do?" asked Grush, looking down, in a low voice.

"I don......'t know," the maid shook her head, "you'll have to solve this problem yourself, but I'm willing to give you an idea of how to solve it—"

Grush raised his head and stared blankly at the woman in front of him, who was full of intellectual temperament.

I only heard her say seriously: "Go and become a 'judge'!"