History's Protagonist Has Never Been the Player

(Big cup today!)

No one expected that a prison sentence would be resolved in this way. Cheng Shi, Death Sentence inmate, was Cheng Shi sent out by knights from the Grand Inquisition, the very headquarters that "produced" Death Sentence inmates.

If Cheng Shi hadn't personally experienced this absurd process, anyone who shared it would be labeled a Clown by Cheng Shi, who would then praise them, "That's a really good story!"

But this is reality, a reality far more absurd than any script.

Outside the Experiment's main entrance is a long corridor that leads to an abandoned ore mine's underground shaft and warehouse.

Melina took Cheng Shi there and then guided him to leave via the elevator in the well.

After Cheng Shi left, she returned to the Experiment alone, opened a closed iron door, and released the helpless Iron Law Knight who were locked inside.

"Melina, you have violated the rules of the secret Experiment. You have no right to prevent us from entering!"

"Yes, I don't have the authority, but I shut it down."

"You... Melina, Lord Kainlaur said that Lady Galiusha is not allowed to come here again..."

"I'm just a guard, I can't influence her decision. Why don't you go and talk to Galiusha yourself?"

"..." The leading knight gritted his teeth, "You've locked me up!"

"I didn't turn it off, I just accidentally touched it. I'm not the guard here, so it's understandable that I'm not familiar with the Experiment."

If you don't believe me, you can report me to the Knights of Faith and the Justice Arbitration Tribunal. If I have time, I will participate in the defense.

"You...

Don't worry! I will!

And I will truthfully report to Lord Kainlaur your obstruction of the Iron Law Knight' support, your delay in the Experiment's emergency response strategy, and your disregard for secret Experiment protocols..."

"Do as you please." Melina interrupted the guard for the second time, then stood back at the gate with an Indifference, An Jing waiting for the Great One to come out.

At this point, the guards, having no other choice, had to be even more proactive and rushed into the Experiment workshop to investigate everything that had happened in the Experiment that day.

Only then did they have their conversation with Galiusha.

Just as these guards rushed into the Experiment Field, the previously tightly closed door cracked open again, and a figure slipped in, hiding behind Melina.

Melina frowned slightly and said coldly:

"Why weren't I notified in advance of the plan? If I hadn't noticed the explosion in the arena, Galiusha might have missed her chance by the time she arrived here."

We don't have that many chances to make mistakes, Grindel!

The hidden figure was none other than Grindel, the vice-captain of the 17th squad of the Iron Law Knight, who had taken a liking to Cheng Shi in the arena and extended an invitation.

Upon hearing this, he stiffened, his face turning so dark it seemed to drip water.

"I did not launch the plan!"

I had just found a suitable person to detonate the explosives when the Explosives, which had been buried for three months, were detonated prematurely. I had just been rescued from the rubble and rushed over here as soon as I was free.

What do you mean by that? The plan has been launched?

"?"

Melina stared in astonishment, her eyes widening. Without bothering to hide her surprise, she turned to Grindel, her face grim.

"A Death Sentence inmate called out your name, and I thought you had started your plan ahead of schedule!"

Grindel's face was as black as the bottom of a pot:

"You let him go? You let Therius go!?"

Melina, how dare you! Have you been in the Grand Inquisition for so long that you've forgotten your origins?

The Grand Scholar are all waiting for our news!

"Shut up, you idiot. You didn't think it through. How could a Trap Master let someone else trigger your explosive trap?"

"And people even know your name! Who is the person you're looking for? Is he the one in the red prison uniform?"

Grindel was stunned.

It's him, number 4 in red! How is that possible? How could it be such a coincidence?

How did number 4 get here?

The Tower of Reason investigated for several years before finally pinpointing Therius's location. He was just a prisoner; how did he end up here, and precisely after their encounter with him...?

What kind of script is this?

Countless thoughts flashed through Grindel's mind as he asked in a deep voice:

"What about Therius? Is he dead?"

"Um."

"You used force? Since you used force to complete the mission, why are you questioning me?"

"I didn't do it. I checked with my lance when that Death Sentence criminal left, and there was no parasitic soul on him!"

I don't know if he killed Therius, but Therius is indeed dead, and the prisoner did indeed walk out of the workshop where Therius was imprisoned!

Grindel was stunned again.

Are you sure?

"Unless there is someone [He] covering it up, I am certain."

How ironic! You chose this person yourself, yet you know absolutely nothing about him!

"He wasn't like this before; he's like a completely different person today."

"What's the meaning?"

"Fine, whatever. As long as you're sure the real Therius is dead, our mission is complete. I've had enough of these rules and regulations. That damned 'Order' is so obsessive it's driving me crazy."

"Be careful what you say. This is His kingdom. If you want to curse, go back and curse."

"Someone came, and I left. I hope we'll meet again at an academic sharing session in Tusnat."

To see the essence, to witness the Truth, and to meet again by chance.

Grindel vanished, just as silently as he had arrived.

Melina sensed his departure and silently prayed, "See the essence, walk the Truth, and meet again by chance."

When she turned around and looked up, the little girl guarded by two knights had already walked up to her.

"Aunt Melina, who are you talking to?"

Facing Galiusha, Melina was no longer Indifference; she smiled and said:

"No one. I prepared my defense in advance in case someone reported me to the Knights of Faith and the Justice Arbitration Tribunal."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the two knights behind Galiusha.

The two little knights were instantly drenched in sweat.

"No, everything you did today was in accordance with my orders. I will ask Lord Kainlaur to forgive your ignorance."

"Let's go. Grandpa Therius has been murdered; there's no need for me to come here anymore."

The guard behind the little girl hesitated for a moment, then whispered a reminder:

"Lady Galiusha, Mr. Therius is still organizing his documents. If you wish to consult him, you can still do so..."

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to a fake. You know what I mean by fake. Let's go, Aunt Melina."

With that, the little girl took Melina's hand and An Jing walked outside.

Montrani Justice.

At the highest point of the Notary Court is a luxurious suite. Originally a place of pilgrimage for the Court of Justice to uphold "Order," it has become the lodging place for the Chief Judge when visiting Montrani since the Death Sentence was imposed.

It was already evening, seven or eight hours after the explosion that morning. The Afterglow sun lingered on the horizon, casting a warm yellow glow over the entire Montrani.

Chief Judge Kainlaur stood on the balcony of his suite, looking solemnly at the direction in which the Montrani Colosseum had collapsed.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and then a little girl pushed the door open and walked in.

He didn't even turn around to look, yet he already knew who it was. Even so, his expression remained Change, his face still serious as he said:

"Little Galiusha is back. What did she learn today?"

The little girl obediently walked behind Kainlaur and whispered:

"Those who have learned to be useless should be discarded, and those who should be killed should be killed without hesitation."

"Not bad, who did you learn from?"

"You, Your Excellency Chief Judge, my dear grandfather, Lord Kainlaur."

"[Order] is above, law is below. Even murder must follow the rules. You cannot act arbitrarily. I don't think I taught you these things."

"But everything you say and do teaches me these things."

"Very good, little Galiusha has grown up." Kainlaur's words sounded gratified, but his expression remained unchanged, still so serious and cold. "Therius was not a good teacher. He shouldn't have instilled those noises of 'Truth' into you so early."

"It was my own request."

"Do you want to pursue the Truth?"

"No, I just feel that none of the three masters like [Order], so I want to ask the other one for the answer."

[Truth] Seeing into the essence might tell me the reason.

"It's just a child's joke. As a chosen one of the [Order], I both Faith Him and worship Him. How could I not be happy?"

"Adults live in lies, it's exhausting."

However, Lord Kainlaur, I still have a question to ask.

"Um."

"What will we do if one day Order ceases to exist?"

As the sun gradually disappeared below the horizon, its Afterglow fading away, Kainlaur said without joy or sorrow:

"The knowledge you have learned today has already provided the answer for you."

"Go back, I still have some things to take care of."

"Yes." Galiusha obediently lowered her head and left.

After she left, another figure appeared on the windowsill of the suite. This knight in the shadows knelt respectfully on one knee and reported in a low voice:

"The Trap Master Grindel has left Montrani, Erudite Poet Melina has not made any move; she is still staying with Galiusha."

"Sir, are we really going to let them go?"

"Why not?

Whoever is in charge of this chaos, someone has to bear the blame, right?

The Tower of Reason is already in a mess, and those old guys in the Scholarly Council probably won't care if it gets even more chaotic.

Go, find an opportunity to tell Galiusha Melina's identity.

"My lady, Galiusha still believes she has released Therius, so..."

She's only this old...

"It's alright, she can handle it, and she has to handle it."

Otherwise, how will the radiance of Order shine beyond the Grand Inquisition after I leave?

"Civilization rises, [Order] endures." The knight in the shadows struck his left shoulder and quietly retreated.

"Yes, [Order] endures, and I hope it can endure, but I have already seen its decline and Decay."

So, how can we survive?