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Noble thoughts.

Base goals.

In the eyes of many lifeforms, there were many types of so-called motivations for action.

As for the forces that drove them forward,

many people would use all kinds of names to describe them.

They would also assign them entirely different meanings based on their own beliefs, the surrounding environment, the structure of society...

They might call them vulgar, noble, evil...

However, Xi Shenlian did not particularly care whether those motivations were noble, whether they could truly be called righteous, or whether they would bring misfortune to others.

In his eyes, those boring things were nothing more than embellishments and were completely unworthy of attention.

He only cared whether those motivations were powerful enough and whether they could drive their owners forward continuously, thereby creating some rare amusement for him as an observer.

Even if it was only a little amusement.

Therefore.

Even if the other party's endless motivation came purely from a desire to burn, kill, loot, and commit every possible evil, he would still feel that there was nothing wrong with it.

He might even agree wholeheartedly, feel that it was wonderful, and consider it refreshingly unconventional.

That was precisely why.

He did not care whether Xarlad Coles's ideals had quietly become loftier or more difficult to achieve.

After all, the other party's dream had already been extremely difficult to achieve.

Looking at it positively, making it a little more difficult did not seem to make much difference. Either way, it was basically impossible to achieve...

Thus, even when Absolute First Strike repeatedly reminded him and informed him that Xarlad Coles harbored hostility toward him—or a desire to challenge him—and that those emotions were growing increasingly intense, he still did not feel that anything was wrong.

At most, he was slightly curious about why