After returning to the cabin from the cliffside, the Emperor, wanting some peace and quiet, suddenly discovered that Malcador was also attending the banquet through Psychic Power. He was not in the council hall either.
Faced with such a troublesome matter, the Emperor naturally had to speak with Malcador about it.
Fortunately, communicating through Psychic Power was simple and direct. Within mere seconds, Malcador understood everything.
"He truly cares deeply about those who follow him."
"And he is deeply human as well. So he could not wait. He had to take revenge on Morson. There was no helping it—he could not view matters as coldly as we did."
Malcador calmly speculated on the reasons behind it.
The Emperor listened in silence. He agreed with Malcador's assessment.
However, what the Emperor wanted more was Malcador's usual flawless advice, rather than merely an analysis of Qin Mo's motives.
"Suppose there were such a situation," Malcador said. "One day, we could make the Pan-Pacific Empire submit, but it was in a position similar to Morson's. Would we forcefully accept the Pan-Pacific Empire's submission and disregard our ally's hatred, or would we prioritize our ally's feelings?"
"If our ally could think like us, we would not have to face such a situation," the Emperor said.
"If our ally could think like us," Malcador said, spreading his hands, "we would never have been able to establish trust. We would still suspect that he was a C'tan waiting to devour souls. We might even think our souls were first on his menu."
"Is our way of thinking really that cold?" the Emperor asked.
"We Perpetuals are accustomed to viewing problems from a broader perspective," Malcador said, voicing his feelings. "Even if an ordinary person's entire life was a tragedy, from a macroscopic perspective, it would pass