“...... All is well, don't read it. Bishop Pelonandi read the entire letter from Grush, then handed it to Grush's mother, who tearfully accepted it, thanked him again and again, and left the room.

Looking at the mother's somewhat lonely back, Bishop Pelonandi couldn't help but sigh.

As a priest, he had dedicated his life to the Lord of Light, and had no time to marry and have children, but he could also understand how sad and happy the mother was.

She is happy that her son can achieve where he is and that he has a clear path, although she does not quite understand what this means for Grush, but as a mother, she is willing to support her son to do what he wants to do.

However, in any case, it is still a pity to be old and not have a son by your side......

A few years had passed, and if Grush hadn't chosen to leave in the first place, but had returned to Lolandal with them, he would have been married and had children by now, and would have lived his life in a mess like everyone else.

Without an idea of one's own, and without lofty beliefs, it is the belonging of most clergy members to spend their lives in ordinary days, just like all living beings.

It's like playing some kind of role, and the ordinary role of a 'priesthood' is the status quo for most priests, but it is much more difficult to make them enlightened, even more difficult than opening up the wisdom of the people!

The Radiant Church had schools throughout the southern part of the empire, as well as in several other regions.

It may be a difficult thing to turn on the wisdom of the people, but in the context of the support of the royal family, it only needs to be used for a few decades, at most more than a hundred years.

However, when they become enlightened, it is another question whether they will abandon their family for the sake of their ideals, like Grush......

Grush is a kind man who is willing to fight hard for the 'justice' that everyone deserves, and despite the confusion he has been in lately, he can always come to his senses.

He is a kind person, but he is not a good son, the 'public' and 'private' are too clear, and he can't be by her side when his only relatives miss him the most.

With his strength, it doesn't take too long to return to the Ogordon Empire from the Mendes continent, and half a year on a ship is enough for him to return to Greenland.

He is very kind, but at the same time, his heart is also very ruthless!

Stepping out of the prayer room, Bishop Pelonandi, who was a little older, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Spring has arrived, and the day has finally cleared, so I hope for a good harvest this year......

............

Nowadays, communication has finally become developed, but many problems have not been solved due to the fact that only the communication between believers and believers has not been solved.

Grush was only able to send it to his mother through a deal between the Duchy of Sorrow and the Church of Radiance by attaching letterhead to the merchandise.

After a few years of going out, he misses his mother very much, and after his father's death, she raised him single-handedly, and this is the first time he has been away from his mother for so long.

He had never left his family for so long in the past 20 years, and if he hadn't chosen to leave, he would have been married and had children by his mother's side......

However, time is irreversible, and it is impossible to turn back the road he has already traveled, not to mention that he does not regret his original choice at all.

Only occasionally in the dead of night, when he lies alone in bed, he will be a little confused and sad, but other than that, his heart is still firm.

Winter, spring, summer, and now it's autumn, and he's been in the principality, in the city, for a long time, and he's been a judge for a while.

During this time, he did not seem to understand what exactly was 'true justice', and some, only 'relatively'.

He can be iron-faced and selfless, will not be bribed by his family, and will not sentence the perpetrator to a heavy sentence because of the bitter crying of the victim's family, everything is in accordance with the rules and regulations.

In his eyes, if the sentence is imposed in accordance with the law, the prisoner will already be able to be punished accordingly, and there is no need to increase the punishment.

During this time, he received a lot of gratitude, but there was also resentment beyond the prisoners and their families.

This seems to have put him in a dead end - even the laws of the most just country in the world so far cannot give justice to everyone, so is there really 'true justice' in this world?

...... Originally, he didn't drink.

"Mr. Ziegler, is there really 'true justice' in this world?" asked Grush, pouring a glass of wine into his stomach, to the red dragon sitting beside him.

There really seems to be a magic in wine that can make people forget their troubles, and can make people open their hearts and pour out their worries to others.

Ziegler also likes to drink, but he drinks red wine, a small amount of which stimulates the mind and clears his mind, but if Grush asks him to drink, he occasionally drinks hard wine.

"I don't know, you ask this!" Ziegler shook the glass in his hand, and the transparent liquid in the cup emitted a strong 'fragrance', which rippled as the cup swayed.

People who don't drink alcohol may be a little disgusted, but those who like to drink will be aroused by this smell, and they will always be tempted to drink a drink, and then they will be out of control.

"I'm just a mage, and I'm an evil red dragon, how can I think about this?"

Raising his glass, he clinked glasses with Grush beside him, and watched him pour the whole glass of wine into his mouth again, Ziegler took a sip with the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

For humans, it was as if a flame was burning their tongues and stomachs, but for dragons, it wasn't enough to get them drunk, but it did taste good.

The red dragon's eyes narrowed, but Grush poured himself another glass of wine and remained silent.

All along, they were like this, drinking and talking, but many times it was Grush who was talking and Ziegler listening.

"I don't think there's any point in doing this......"

This time, instead of pouring the liquor into his mouth, Grush raised the glass and placed it in the light, looking at the refracted colorful light with a misty look in his eyes.

He hasn't been drunk, and he can't be drunk!

As a legend, this bit of alcohol could not have made him drunk, he was just confused.

Nearly a year had passed from last winter to this fall, and he felt as if he had done nothing in the year, not only not any closer to the 'way of justice,' but farther away.

"I won't say anything useless like 'ask your heart'......"

After a pause, Ziegler chuckled, "I ask you, what do you want to do now?"

Glancing at the red dragon, Grush whispered, "Want to get closer to the path of justice......"

Ziegler interrupted him, "Too broad, a little more specific!"

Grush fell silent and then said, "I want to save ......"

"Save what?" Ziegler said, taking a sip of the spirit.

Grush said in a deep voice: "Save those who are suffering from 'injustice'!"

"Then what do you do?" Ziegler asked again.

Stunned for a moment, then Grush was like a deflated ball, "I don't know......"

Ziegler smiled and shook his head, "Can you, like Serena, bring the entire nation's nobility to their knees?"

"No, you can't. Grush was visibly stunned and replied truthfully.

Ziegler's chin raised, "And what can you do?"

Grush pondered for a moment, "...... Kill!"

"So what are you waiting for?" Ziegler put the glass on the table and looked at Grush with a smile, "Aren't you unable to do anything else anyway?"

Grush...... Lost in thought. (https:)

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Mobile version reading URL: