——What on earth could make those ignorant mortals understand our great cause?
Moze Harnack would occasionally reminisce about the past.
Dean of the Spirit Wisdom Institute, The Knower, Minister of the Empire’s Strategic Development Department, Harbinger Guard, Chief Researcher at the Central Biological Laboratory, one of the most powerful figures under the Fifth Energy Level of the Empire...
These are all his identities.
And any other titles, whether large or small, could make any noble lord of the Empire take notice and treat with caution.
But for an elder who has lived nearly a century, a scholar, these mundane names have become tiresome, and compared to himself, Moze preferred to remember those who were different from him and from anyone else.
Yet, even among his long memories, there are only a few truly worth remembering seriously.
Among them are the arrogant, the insane, the steadfast, and the pure.
Because all Sublimators are arrogant.
To a scholar, all Sublimators are so arrogantly inexplicable... The stronger their power, the greater their authority, the more unbelievable their demands become. Although not impossible to fulfill, each demand is incredibly difficult and defies human ethics.
When Moze was young, before Inega II ascended the throne, he and his mentor served that Emperor, known as ’Madblood’ and ’Scorching Sun’, when the hot-tempered Sun Emperor had only one demand from the Spirit Wisdom Institute.
That was to think of every way to unite the entire Empire, unite as one heart, let everyone, whether ordinary people or Sublimators, devote all their efforts to the future great undertaking of the Empire!
[——This is impossible]
At that time, the Dean of the Spirit Wisdom Institute, his own mentor, fearlessly raised his head and said to the Emperor: [Humans have their own needs; humans from different regions have different cultures and thoughts. The Empire can unify them, but it is absolutely impossible to make everyone strive for one ideal]
[Nobles and subjects cannot unify their thoughts, merchants and consumers cannot unify their thoughts, scholars cannot unify their thoughts with the ignorant, humans cannot unify thoughts among other humans... Unless they are ignorant and dull like pigs and dogs, or wise and virtuous like sages]
[This is an impossible task]
At that time, Moze followed behind his mentor, terribly frightened— the temper of the Emperor of the Scorching Sun was violent, killing in anger, even if his mentor could survive due to his abilities, how could he, a mere record keeper, survive?
But he heard it. He heard the Emperor, secretly called ’Madblood’, suppressing his own anger and slowly speaking.
[I am not doing this simply for myself!]
Suppressing the force, restraining anger and resentment in his throat, the Emperor snarled lowly: [I do it for all subjects, for the future of all humans!]
[As long as they can gather their will now, as long as they are willing to comply with the Empire’s policy thereafter, as long as they unite to get through these three or four decades of hardship, the Empire will be completely renewed... They will understand!]
It sounds quite simple, but in reality, it was extremely difficult.
At that time, the vast majority of ordinary people in the Empire were tenant farmers and bondsmen, the ’freemen’ with almost no rights and the ’domain residents’ without freedom.
At that time, the Empire was overrun by Magical Beasts, and the lords were ruthless... In addition, the Imperial Capital’s weather control was not precise, and areas outside the Imperial Capital Plain were often affected, experiencing extreme weather, and even... natural disasters.
The vast majority of the entire Empire’s population lived in extreme poverty... United in one heart? They didn’t even have a heart, how could they respond to the Emperor’s call?
Truly capable of being called human, only the nobles and those associated with the nobles.
[Then let them become rich, whoever among the nobles stands in my way, I’ll kill them!]
Wide-eyed, facing the old dean’s statement, the irritable Emperor said through gritted teeth: [I don’t care what they think! I don’t care about the conflicts between nobles and domain residents, I only need them to understand the greatness of my goal!]
[I want to level all the filth in this world, destroy this society filled with evil and desire, create a world pure as light, and return it to everyone! Why can’t they understand!]
[Isn’t it just a matter of fighting a few battles, leveling a few Great Magical Beasts’ nests, choking a few treacherous nobles—I’ll personally lead the campaign, I’m not afraid of death, what exactly are they afraid of?!]
[I have an Empire, why can’t I make this Empire the power to realize my dream!]
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The mentor withdrew with a bitter smile, and Moze could only remember, that irascible King sat dejectedly on his throne, gazing alone at the sun in the sky.
The sun in the sky was not as dazzling as the light of the King of Divine Birds, he was one of the most powerful humans in this world, yet it seemed he could accomplish nothing, do nothing.
He was an arrogant and fierce emperor, willing to sacrifice everything, including himself, including the entire Empire, to forge the eternal kingdom of glory in his heart.
[——What on earth could make those ignorant mortals understand our great cause?]
His muttering etched into Moze’s heart.