Big Shots Have No Card Etiquette

The person who could make Bazel feel so threatened must be someone who, even if not one of the "Ten Great Legends," is probably close enough.

Rein knew very well that he was just a nobody, and the only possibilities for such an important person to come to his door were the Princess or the "relic of Baron Morin".

However, with Bazel sitting next to him, he wasn't too alarmed.

Well, panicking won't help anyway.

If even Bazel can't protect himself, he should just obediently wait to get beaten up.

But clearly, Rein was wrong.

The other party not only had no malicious intent, but was also not there for "Baron Morin's Relic".

Instead of discussing serious matters, the four of them actually sat down at a table and started playing cards.

They weren't playing the world's standard poker games; instead, they were playing a Rein "Four-Player Dou Dizhu" game.

It was like a group of retired cadres leisurely playing cards in a teahouse; the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Two against one!"

"I can't afford it!"

"A royal flush!"

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Apart from Rein, the other three remained calm and collected, and none of them mentioned anything other than playing cards.

This silence seems to be a kind of balance, a contest to see who loses their composure first; whoever speaks first is at a disadvantage.

Rein knew that in the current situation, he was the only one who could bring up the matter.

After all, the matter was directed at him.

"Airplane!"

"Pass"

Thinking that he was somewhat familiar with the bearded man when he went to the library, he tentatively asked, "Mr. Librarian, what brings you to the 'Plague Base'?"

The bearded administrator chuckled and said, "I made a bet with this guy, and before the outcome was decided, I came along to check it out."

Hearing this, the cloaked man looked at the bearded man, displeased. "I said, you've been following me all this way. Didn't you realize that even if I don't interfere now, the outcome is already decided? Didn't you lose this bet?"

Rein played his part as a "nobody," listening quietly while pondering in his mind.

Bazel had to read the administrator's expression. The cloaked man addressed him respectfully as "you," which convinced him that the bearded man's status in the underworld was probably quite high.

"Lose? No, no, no"

The bearded man continued, "You know, even now, I have the ability to turn the tide at any time. I'm following you now just to see what your trump card is."

"Is that so?"

The cloaked man remained noncommittal, a half-smile playing on his lips. He seemed to disagree with the statement, yet offered no argument.

Dealing with people who use their brains like this, you have to guess what they're saying.

Bazel, who was standing nearby, was getting a headache from listening to this. He said angrily, "Hey, hey, hey, you two, if you're going to play cards properly, then play cards properly. If you're going to talk like a human being, then explain it clearly, okay?"

The bearded man chuckled, thinking it was time to let his fellow card players participate, and turned to ask, "Mr. Bazel, what do you think the ideal society would be like?"

This question suddenly becomes very advanced.

Bazel, that roughneck, had no idea what was going on. He looked bored and said, "What does social order mean? What does it have to do with me?"

"Hehe."

The bearded man smiled helplessly, his expression meaningful. "I told you, this kind of topic isn't suitable for a werewolf like you whose brain is all muscles, right? But you insisted on listening."

"Three Kings with a 4!"

At this moment, the cloaked man played his card, then gave a sinister sneer and interjected, "To achieve an ideal social order, the common people at the bottom must live like 'human beings.' Therefore, this filthy noble class must be completely eliminated!"

As he spoke, a sudden surge of ferocity erupted in his eyes, as if he had become a completely different person. He had lost all trace of his previous refined and gentlemanly demeanor and instead appeared as terrifying as a demon.

After saying that, the guy looked at Rein with a piercing gaze, as if seeking his approval. "You also think I'm right, right, Mr. Rein?"

"Fry"

The word "bullet" stuck in Rein's throat as he spoke.

Does this guy have a split personality?

I can't mess with that, I can't mess with that, those eyes are terrifying.

These guys have absolutely no sportsmanship when playing cards. They're afraid of getting robbed, but instead they're resorting to personal threats?

"Pass"

He shrank back again, clutching the "four 10s" he had been holding tightly in his hand, afraid of angering the guy.

"Go for it. Three Aces with a 7!"

On the other hand, the bearded man didn't give him any face. He accepted the card, then shook his head and said, "You're too extreme. That would only make social order more chaotic."

"I can't afford it."

The cloaked man shrugged, and the ferocity in his eyes vanished instantly when he faced the bearded man. He smiled gently and said, "Without destruction, how can there be rebirth?"

Rein: "."

He felt that playing cards at the same table with these big shots was not a fun experience at all!

That squinty-eyed smile seems so approachable, so why does it give me goosebumps?

Upon hearing this, he suddenly understood something.

Their betting game seems to concern social order and the question of the people's class?

Um.

This is a rather high-level topic.

At this moment, Rein didn't expect that the white-bearded man would actually ask him, a nobody, for his opinion, "Rein, what do you think the ideal society would be like?"

Rein immediately rattled off. "Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, and the rule of law."

If you ask him anything else, he might not be able to answer.

But if you ask him what the ideal society would be like, he knows it all too well.

By the end of the 21st century, most parts of the world will have entered the advanced stage of socialism. Could there be a better social order than that?

It was just a casual question, but unexpectedly, Rein's answer stunned all three people at the table.

Bazel was completely bewildered, as if he were listening to gibberish: Who am I? Where am I? I think I just heard some strange words?

The bearded man and the cloaked man seemed to understand something, and their expressions changed slightly.

"Justice and the rule of law."

The bearded man was pondering something when he suddenly realized that these words perfectly aligned with some of the ideas he had when building the "City of Radiance".

Moreover, there are some more comprehensive factors.

I can understand concepts like prosperity and freedom.

But what exactly do democracy and harmony mean?

This truly piqued the interest of the gentleman who was hailed as an omniscient "Grand Scholar".

The bearded man had already heard from "Grand Judge" Mitabiya Yarnach that this Rein was a judicial talent carefully cultivated by that Her Highness the Eldest Princess.

Sure enough, his very first words revealed a strong sense of professionalism!

The bearded man then realized why he saw Rein browsing through so many books in the library every day.

I initially thought that his superficial approach to reading through books, given how many he flipped through, wouldn't yield any real knowledge. But after asking him this question, it seems there's actually some interesting information to be gained.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Young friend Rein, your descriptions were very interesting. Could you elaborate? What is the meaning of that 'democracy'?"

Upon hearing this, Rein recited it flawlessly, saying, "Democracy refers to the right of residents to freely express their opinions and to participate in national and social affairs. But this concept cannot be discussed in isolation; it must be within a specific social context, otherwise it's just empty talk."

"Hehe."

The cloaked man seemed to be obsessed with something. He sneered and interjected, "Now even the lives of commoners belong to the private property of nobles. What kind of freedom and rights are we talking about? I told you, if we want to achieve an equal society, we must first completely eliminate this damned noble class and the backward aristocratic autocracy!"

Whitebeard ignored him and continued, "Young friend Rein, how do you think the world should achieve the ideal social order you speak of?"

This requires discussing the development of human societies.

"Social structure?"

"This is a long process of social development."

Rein didn't just spout off.

Although he doesn't understand politics, he doesn't need to.

Social changes are all written in history books; they really happened!

Moreover, the process of social development has both accidental and inevitable aspects.

Primitive society, slave society, feudal society, capitalist society and communist society

The five social formations develop from lower to higher levels, and each of them has its own process of emergence, development, and demise.

He doesn't need to understand; he just needs to say it verbatim.

"Generally speaking, in the early stages of civilization, well, it's roughly equivalent to the Kolman Tribe now, the barbarians in the 'Ashen Forest.' They were actually a tribal-based primitive civilization, and as they developed to a certain level, the concept of a 'nation' emerged."

"And at that time, the slave owners will..."

Stone Age, Bronze Age, Iron Age, Steam Age.

History books record everything.

Even if there were gods in this world, certain social laws will not change.

Rein's actions were swift and powerful, and his eloquent speech left everyone speechless.

There's no need to speculate; everything that happened has occurred in history and can withstand scrutiny.

Bazel listened as if it were gibberish, but the bearded man and the cloaked man were stunned and completely absorbed.

These two are among the world's most brilliant minds. They seem to have glimpsed a vast historical river, a magnificent scroll depicting the development and evolution of human civilization, through Rein's theories.

With just a few simple descriptions, they can quickly deduce a complete world in their minds.

It showed them the vicissitudes of life and the changes in the world.

Isn't this exactly the ideal world they've been arguing about?

One is hailed as the world's most learned Grand Scholar, and the other is a top-tier strategist and advisor in the Omar court.

At that moment, they were deeply moved.

It was as if I were looking up and seeing a vast starry sky; this one glance was endless.

For a long time, it was as if time had stood still.

No one spoke anymore.

Bazel watched the two men, who seemed frozen in place, his face twitching, but he didn't disturb them. He knew these guys were probably in some kind of "epiphany."

After showing off, Rein shrank back and didn't dare to say another word.

Although no words were spoken,

But the bearded man and the cloaked man had to admit that what Rein said was enough to go down in history and bring about tremendous changes in the world!

After arguing all the way, neither of them could convince the other of the "ultimate problem," but here they unexpectedly received an "ultimate answer" that far exceeded their expectations.

Rein not only pointed out the future development direction of the current "semi-slave feudal society", but also described what the ultimate harmonious social order would look like.

Finally,

After a long time,

The bearded man sighed deeply, "I am no match for him."

The cloaked man also glanced at Rein with a complicated expression, probably thinking the same thing.

There are very few people in this world who can be recognized by these two "almost supernaturally intelligent" figures at the same time.

At this moment, the brilliance of Lei in their eyes was dazzling.

We've covered enough theory; it's time to talk about practical application.

At this point, the bearded man asked again, "Young friend Rein, how do you think that kind of social order can be achieved? Omar and Sid's current system is still what you call a 'semi-slave, semi-feudal society.' How do you think the most ideal social order can be achieved quickly?"

This is a very polite remark, clearly indicating a sincere desire for advice.

"Ahem. This is a process that will take time."

Rein's expression was slightly stiff.

He doesn't know a damn thing about politics!

Theoretically, you can just copy history from the past, but how do you govern a country? Who the hell knows how this thing is actually implemented?

But considering he had already elevated his image to the extreme, he could only grit his teeth and continue, "Spurglin XV's reforms were originally somewhat interesting, but unfortunately, the Established Nobles class was deeply entrenched, so it was destined to be a failed reform. Moreover, even if the reforms had succeeded, they would have inevitably left behind many problems."

As he spoke, he began to fabricate some historical fragments that he could still vaguely remember, such as the "Glorious Revolution," the "Meiji Restoration," and the "Hundred Days' Reform."

He pieced together all the things that had happened and, combined them with the current situation in Omar, rambled on and on.

Listen, the bearded man and the cloaked man nodded repeatedly.

But the cloaked man seemed particularly pleased with the bloodshed that occurred during the reforms, his eyes often gleaming as he listened. "Indeed! Social contradictions can't be completely resolved unless those corrupt nobles are utterly destroyed. They are the 'malignant tumors' hindering the development of human civilization!"

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After talking for so long, Rein had a general idea of the cloaked man's personality.

From his professional medical perspective: He has been diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder!

This guy seems to have a bit of an "anti-aristocratic personality disorder," and he can't stop thinking about slaughtering the nobility.

I reckon he's been hurt before.

Rein dared not criticize him, and could only add, "As things stand, only Princess Ymir's ideas are truly reasonable. The failure of this reform has both advantages and disadvantages. Without the constraints of those Established Nobles, she can completely follow her own ideas to rebuild a new territory and construct an ideal, fair, and just social order. But this will take time."

Now that he is under the protection of Ymir, he naturally has to speak well of him at any time.

Therefore, the implication is quite clear: Ymir is the hope of human society, and you should not harbor any intention to harm her.

They're all smart people; they should understand.

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