bookbashuk Chapter 967 You are a god
Chapter 967 You are a god
Caesar, you are truly a genius.
[Are they even acting to enhance the visual impact?]
[His voice acting was very expressive, and his movements were very natural; he's a qualified sitcom actor, so let him debut now.]
[This suggestion is to watch repeatedly.]
[Caesar, how did you, a grown man, manage to portray Narcida, a little girl, so convincingly?]
[This audio clip is absolutely fantastic.]
After saying that, Caesar looked at Narcida: "How about we skip these boring interactive parts and get down to business?"
"You don't need to try to persuade me. What I'm going to do was decided from the very beginning, from the moment I was born."
"My relationship with Dotore... or rather Zandik is only one of enmity and ally. Given the chance, I will definitely take care of him."
"This decision has nothing to do with you, nothing to do with the Great Tree King, it only concerns myself."
"If you want to persuade me to wait for another opportunity..."
“He might not personally intervene next time, this is the only opportunity I see right now.”
Caesar stared into Narcida's heterochromatic eyes: "You know me, I don't do anything risky, but sometimes, you have to take risks to achieve your goals."
"Besides, even if I don't take the risk of taking action, do you think Zandik won't make a move against me?"
"Haven't you experienced something similar in the last 500 years?"
“This isn’t something I can avoid doing just because I want to. There can only be one Zandik in this world.” Caesar brushed a stray hair from his forehead. “It’s either Dotore or Caesar.”
Upon hearing this, Nasida couldn't help but sigh: "Sometimes I have to admire your wisdom. What you just said is the same as my own journey."
"But sometimes, even if the predicted outcome leads to failure, the actual events will unfold exactly as predicted."
"But some people will still try to do it, like me."
"But what you said made me realize that, just as you said, I can't convince you. I can only agree with your ideas and then watch you leave."
After saying this, Nasita fell into a long silence again, as if time had frozen. After an unknown amount of time, she finally spoke softly: "Will you... come back?"
Caesar gazed up at the mottled ceiling, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips: Who knows? I certainly don't want to stay there.
"Then...you can go." Nasita nodded slightly, her slender fingers unconsciously stroking the hem of her clothes.
Caesar chuckled softly: Thank you for your understanding.
He paused, then his voice suddenly softened: I... will try my best to come back.
Footsteps echoed in the empty office.
As Caesar passed by Narcida, a barely audible voice suddenly rang out: Caesar... in your eyes, am I a competent god?
Caesar stopped at the door, sunlight filtering through the cracks and casting dappled patterns of light on him.
You are the god himself. His voice is as gentle as ever. Just be true to yourself, and you will be the best god.
Nasita, perhaps in my eyes, and in the eyes of the world, gods should be ruthless and decisive. That is why I allowed the royalists to grow powerful in the Religious Council, letting them become a malignant tumor that had to be eradicated.
I have the ability to purge them, and so do you.
In my view, God should be certain of every decision He makes. That's why I always entrust you with those crucial choices that concern the fate of the Church.
I can strategize effectively, and you can also stand on your own.
But these are just my prejudices. You were born a god, needing no one's approval; divinity is inherently with you.
I can pave the way for you, but I have no right to judge your path. Only you can define yourself.
Caesar turned around and gazed one last time at the little god who had been his companion for five hundred years.
Sunlight danced in his eyes, transforming into a gentle smile: What the world sees as imperfection may very well be your unique brilliance...
[It's astonishing that this person and the doctor used the same gene. It's hard to say whether the Great Tree King added anything else when creating the artificial human.]
"Caesar, confess honestly, did the Great Tree King cast a curse on you?"
[↑It feels more like a mental imprint.]
This is truly well said. In short: you don't need to become anyone else; you are yourself. Only you have the right to define yourself, and your flaws can also be unique strengths.
Nasita lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheeks.
Five hundred years flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern—Caesar's earnest teachings, Caesar's stern reprimands, Caesar's occasional tenderness...
I heard the soft sound of a door hinge turning behind me.
She didn't turn around. Because she knew that if she did, no one would be there to watch over her anymore.
The sunlight gradually shifted, shining behind Naxida.
She took a deep breath, raised her head, and fixed her gaze directly on the device left by Caesar. With a wave of her hand, the device flew to her side on its own.
Naxida turned around, sunlight shining on her resolute face.
The figure of Little Lucky Grass King disappeared at the end of the corridor, and a gust of wind blew in, closing the office door.
Hazard's office was closed, and the matter concerning the royalists came to an end, but another door opened at this time.
Ying and Paimon, who were resting and recuperating in the guesthouse, suddenly felt that the room was much brighter.
They knew this meant the end of all their plans.
The only remaining step is the final one.
They walked to the door and saw a scene that surprised them both.
"Zhuge Xun, how come it's you?" Paimon looked at the refined young man who appeared in front of him with slight surprise.
Zhuge Xun waved his feather fan: "Why can't it be me?"
"Do you really think your plan is so perfect that no one can predict it?"
"As long as one is not too dependent on the void, even if one cannot deduce the whole plan, one can roughly see the process."
"It's nothing more than luring the tiger away from the mountain, coordinating from the inside and outside, the self-inflicted injury ruse, and other such methods."
[As expected of someone surnamed Zhuge, he hit the nail on the head.]
[A diversionary tactic was employed, transferring all the royalist guards from the Order of the Monarchy out; a coordinated attack from within and without, with the gilded brigade brought in by Senno; a self-inflicted injury ruse, with Hai Ge showcasing his acting skills.]
[Zhuge Xun: All of this is stuff I've already mastered.]
[As it turns out, sometimes all it takes to build an image of a smart person is a single sentence.]
"I've seen these methods hundreds, if not thousands, of times when I was a member of the Liyue Seven Stars. I suppose only those who are used to using Void Terminals and give up thinking would fall for them?"
Ying spoke up: "Since you know this, why don't you think about helping us and letting us fight against the royalists?"