Seeing this, the Shepherd immediately understood that there was no point in saying anything more to someone like this.
The other man had already cast aside morality and common sense.
Rebukes or angry curses could not stir him in the slightest.
To deal with him, one either had to punish him with force, hurt him badly, or let him go and allow him to keep rotting away in this world.
The Shepherd paused, stared seriously at the Fake Tailor, and said, "So what is it that you truly want? To become someone from the Upper District, one of those people above people, by sewing clothes?"
"Or do you want to sew the most beautiful garment in the world and prove yourself through it?"
His father and uncle had sewn a garment that "did not exist," and had been deemed liars who had fooled and deceived the king.
That made the Shepherd think of the Old Carpenter.
The Old Carpenter had once been a tailor as well, making his name through the lie of "killing seven in one blow."
So at that moment, the Shepherd decided to give the Fake Tailor a chance.
"I..." Moral condemnation would not cause the Fake Tailor's heart to waver. Even if the Shepherd intended to kill him, he would only feel fear, resentment, and regret for choosing the Shepherd. He would never feel moral guilt.
But now that the Shepherd had mentioned something related to his dream, he could not help sinking into thought before giving his answer. "I want to prove that my father and uncle were not liars."
"What is so great about the Upper District? They are poor too, yet for the sake of appearances, they may live even more miserably than we do," the Fake Tailor said.
More than once, he