Chapter 88: Encounter, Melissa and Benson

When it comes to playing the role of disaster, Medea naturally knows what she needs to do. Having done it once in Backlund, she can be said to be experienced.

Tingen is not a small city, and every aspect of it reflects the Kingdom of Loen and the world.

It can be said that what you see here is bound to happen in cities in other countries.

“What has happened before will happen again.

What has been done will be done again.”

Medea said softly.

【correct】

"Human beings are like this, tirelessly repeating mistakes.

Too many people talk about learning from history and trying to change everything. But the essence has never changed from ancient times to the present.

Evil, greed, stupidity, ignorance, sin, meanness, madness, desire, depravity... Life itself is original sin, and the disaster will never end. "

"Because of evil, we worship goodness; because of sin, we long for redemption."

【random】

"Right now, I don't have the idea of ​​becoming..."

Hanging up the chat with the secret sage, Medea looked at the map in front of him.

This was Tingen's slum, similar to Backlund's East District. Ordinary people, like Klein's original family, lived here.

Iron Cross Street, in a sense this block can explain everything about the kingdoms in the northern continent.

It was already noon, and many people had returned to Iron Cross Street. The two sides of the road began to become crowded. Some children were mixed in, watching everything with indifference, staring at all the pockets.

Medea's unique, bright and beautiful clothes attracted the attention of many children, big and small. They stared at Medea like wolves preparing to hunt.

"It's really messy." Medea frowned slightly as she brushed away the dust with her white silk gloves inlaid with diamonds and gold patterns.

"Hello, Mr. Medea."

Not far from Medea, a thin, slightly pale girl with shiny brown eyes walked towards her. Next to her was a man who looked very strong.

Medea recognized the identities of these two people at a glance.

——Klein’s sister and brother, Melissa and Benson.

Logically speaking, the two would not appear on Iron Cross Street, they lived on Narcissus Street.

But this place is not far from their new home, and Benson and Melissa have deep neighborly feelings with many people in this neighborhood, so at noon, they unexpectedly met Medea.

"Adam?"

【No】

"coincide……"

After quickly finishing her communication with the Secret Sage, Medea looked at Melissa who ran to her side.

"Hello, Mr. Medea." Melissa said with a slightly awkward stammer, "I listened to your lecture this morning. Your profound wisdom is really amazing."

"Really?" Medea waved her hand. She didn't think this was worthy of a compliment.

"Well, may I ask you a question?"

"…Of course, I am happy to help you, a girl who loves learning."

Medea nodded and continued, "But I think we need to discuss this somewhere else."

Melissa also understood where this place was and laughed twice with a little embarrassment.

"Let's go." After taking out his pocket watch to check the time, Medea turned and left.

Melissa and Benson followed immediately.

Soon, several people stopped in front of a restaurant.

The area of ​​the restaurant near Narcissus Street has an ordinary company logo hanging on it.

“This is the import and export company I work for,” Benson whispered.

"What is Teacher Medea doing here?" Melissa asked with a little confusion.

"I don't know, maybe lunch."

"Lunch…"

“It’s very expensive here.”

While Benson and Melissa were discussing, Medea pushed the door open and entered the restaurant.

The house is paved with oak planks and is surrounded by artistic works of painters and sculptures by famous artists. There are many neatly trimmed potted plants in the corners.

"Same."

"Yes, Miss Medea." The waiter who came forward to greet us bowed and stepped back into the corridor at the corner.

"Teacher Medea...you..."

"It's just lunch." Medea walked to Melissa, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, and said in a calm tone: "Ms. Melissa, congratulations on joining the Knowledge Society."

"Really?" Melissa looked at Medea with some uncertainty.

In the morning, Melissa attended a class and was impressed by the knowledge Medea shared. She realized that she was an outstanding scholar. At the same time, Melissa also met the members of the Society of Knowledge. Those geniuses were so outstanding.

Compared with the scholars of the Academy of Knowledge, Melissa's knowledge reserves are completely on a different level.

"Yeah, of course."

Reaching out and tapping Melissa on the head, Medea looked at Benson and said, "Your sister is outstanding."

"Of course!" Benson scratched his hair proudly, looking just like a curly-haired baboon.

"Benson, you have to work hard too."

Melissa's words made Benson experience a roller coaster of sorts.

Thinking back to the political theory he needed to learn next and the scope of the exam in the Loen Kingdom, Benson showed an extremely painful expression.

This kind of torture is so damn painful.

"Okay, come with me."

Led by Medea, Melissa and Benson passed through elegant sculptures that they had never dared to imagine before and entered a spacious box.

"Sit wherever you want." Medea, who was sitting on the sofa, waved her hand to signal the two to sit down.

"What do you want to ask?"

Following Medea's gentle voice, Melissa mustered up the courage to tell her what she had heard in the morning class.

"Teacher Medea, I want to know about the transmission of mechanical power."

"I see. Is that so? Then I will explain it in detail."

In a few words, Medea described the answer to the question Melissa wanted to know.

Time flew by as the two of them asked and answered each other.

Melissa is like a sponge, constantly absorbing new knowledge.

"Teacher, if machinery is promoted and applied on a large scale, what kind of impact will it have?"

“This question needs to be answered in the context of history.”

“Before Emperor Roselle, all countries developed around human-made handicrafts, and the overall trend of workers and farmers was roughly normal.

Even if a disaster occurs in a certain country, because the world situation has not changed, in the end, most ordinary people can maintain processing and production. "

"In that era, ordinary people could not enjoy the education you enjoy now, and their food, clothing, housing and transportation were not as good as those of poor workers today."

“But why?” Melissa asked doubtfully, “Why is life now…”

"Melissa, history records the answer. You need to find the answer yourself." Medea waved her hand.

"The answers you get will be different depending on the angle you stand at."

What is the answer to the question?
It means different things to different people.

For Medea, it was nothing more than Roselle's failure, treating the world as a game and messing around with it at will. Add to that the Seven Gods, the Evil Gods, and the otherworldly world, and the pile of shitty codes that piled up led to the current bizarre reality.

But this is true for Medea, but what about Melissa?

How does she, an ordinary citizen of Tingen City in the Kingdom of Loen, view this matter?
There is no single answer.

Good, bad, kind, evil... If you don't answer from your position and from your class standpoint, then even if it's a famous scholar or a genius known throughout the country, the truth they say is just bullshit.

Some questions can only be answered through your own thinking.

Melissa nodded as if she understood, then she subconsciously looked at Benson.

Benson waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "I think it would be better to ask Klein."

"Okay, the food is almost ready, let's enjoy this lunch first."

As soon as Medea finished speaking, the box was opened and a waiter in a white shirt came to the table with a dining cart.

Then he brought dish after dish to the table.

Pan-fried meat and fish, black pepper steak, lamb jelly, grass jelly cream cake, purple wine...

"You're welcome. Feel free to do as you please." Medea picked up the knife and fork and cut elegantly.

After swallowing her saliva, Melissa tremblingly picked up the mithril knife and fork and cut the steak in front of her.

Benson followed.

…As the chewing sound ended, Medea picked up the napkin here and wiped her lips.

"how?"

"It's delicious." Melissa replied seriously.

"In that case, let's eat here from now on."

"what?"

“Now that you are a member of the Society of Knowledge, some places are free for you, such as this restaurant.” Medea’s tone was not harsh, but it made Melissa clench her fingers.

"This is too... exaggerated."

"No, not really, um...he's coming." Medea looked outside the door.

(End of this chapter)