“But he’s really talented!”
The stubbornness Desca displayed at this moment was highly paradoxical.
In their view, he deliberately belittled Bricher in front of them and denounced his extremism and ideas.
But on the other hand, he did not allow them to underestimate him too much and had to seize the right opportunity to defend him.
"He is really one of the rare ones... At least when it comes to studying ancient creatures, I have never seen anyone with more ideas than him!"
The old man stretched out his hand to gesture to them.
"You know those books I published, right? People outside say that I completed the history of biological evolution in Saranan Sea, but it wasn't me! It was him!"
"Brichel... he seems to be born with an intuition. Other people always have to think about something again before identifying it, but he doesn't need to... he can get the answer instantly!"
"He summarized and sorted out everything about this beach... I mean history! From the origin of paleontology to the evolution of species! He even proposed a very critical argument - the first life may have come from the ocean!!"
"This is impossible." Xia Yibing stopped writing and frowned.
This was the first time she heard this statement.
"It's true!" Deka was a little excited. He stood up and looked at her, gesticulating.
“We discovered it together!”
"Under the sea!"
"In the crack of the cave!"
"Those cracks... those splits..."
"He said it was a unique environment created by the oldest submarine volcanoes... If life was born naturally, it must have come from there!"
"He even gave this environment a name, 'Tree of Life'... or 'Mother Tree'!"
"You really should understand his thoughts!"
“…I’ll go find you a book now!”
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Chapter 7 Dialogue and Inquiry in k+
Under the gazes of the two people, Knight Descas pushed aside his chair and came to the cabinet at the back. He opened it and saw that it was filled with various books.
"Do you always carry them with you?" Hitzfeld frowned, finding it hard to imagine how he could take such "good" care of himself while concealing his identity.
There are treasured armor in the cabinet in the corner, and there are so many books in the cabinet.
How on earth did he do it?
Isn't he just temporarily replacing someone, but has been playing this role for a long time?
"Not always." The old man had his back to them, and only a buzzing sound could be heard: "Ah... As you may have guessed now, I did not sneak in to replace someone... I have a separate identity in the town, and people who are familiar with me call me 'Jorkinson', but I don't always live here."
"How often do you usually come back?" Hitzfeld asked.
"I come here every year." Desca answered while searching, "I usually try to choose spring and summer so that I can live more comfortably... As for the reason, I have already explained it. I have always suspected that Bricher is not dead... I am afraid that there will be trouble here."
"Dai Lin knows your identity?"
"Obviously she doesn't know, otherwise she would have found me or brought you to me."
"Is this why you indoctrinated Dai Lin with those theories and turned her into a reformist?"
"That wasn't me." Deka paused, then turned around slowly, holding two books in his arms, his deep blue eyes staring straight at the girl.
"I swear to the goddess, I just wanted her to understand some truth at first..."
"What's the reason? Please be more specific."
"It's those arguments." Deka frowned and turned his head away impatiently, "What about the equality of life, the theory of evolution and so on... I told her these just because I don't want her to get lost in Wayne, because you all know how amazing her talent is - let me be honest, even if she has wasted almost 10 years here, she is still the most talented knight I have ever seen. Her strength does not lie in her learning ability, but also in her body. She is one of the few people who can effectively resist the erosion of metal toxins!"
"What do you mean?" Xia Yibing asked, "Metal toxins have no effect on her?"
Doesn't that mean that the useful life of this gold-level player will be unexpectedly longer?
Add to that her talent and her ability to learn... the idea that Daelin still retains peak strength and accumulated experience when the knights of her generation are getting old is terrifying.
"It works, but not obviously." Deka shook his head. "The toxins will still accumulate, but according to the results of the current examination, it may not break out until around the age of 50, which is 10 to 20 years later than other people."
"What about you?" Hitzfeld interrupted.
"What do you want to say?" Deka looked at her.
"Excuse my rudeness for your tone just now, Lord Lavos. At that moment, you made me feel like an old noble... You didn't believe them from the bottom of your heart... You believed in the things you wrote yourself."
After saying that, she stood up and looked at the book in the old man's hand.
Xia Yibing followed her, and even Desca himself looked down at the first book at this time, staring at its cover, and could clearly see a line of gold-plated letters engraved on the title.
Life: No High or Low.
By Descartes-Ravos.
Deka squinted at it, holding the bottom with one hand, and used his left hand to press on the cover and rub it gently. He could see obvious scratches on the places he touched.
The book was covered in dust. It had been hidden in the cabinet and had not been touched for a long time.
"Life is equal, regardless of its status." Deca stared at it, his tone as gentle as a dream, "Yes... I once believed this firmly, and even regarded it as a lifelong belief..."
"There's nothing wrong with that." Xia Yibing said, "Why did you change your mind?"
He used the word "once".
That means he no longer thinks so.
"You shouldn't be the one asking me this question, new Director Imaar." Deka looked up at her. "I believe that during your tenure, you have fully experienced the beauty of power... You don't need to say anything, and you don't need to ask for anything. Countless people will rack their brains to guess your thoughts, and try to please you and curry favor with you according to their guesses. They will help you with everything, no matter how big or small. Although you are not a noble, you are better than a noble."
"That's right." Xia Yibing nodded, "But I have never accepted anyone's kindness."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Deka said softly, and quickly walked to the table. After putting the book on the table, he sat down and looked up at the woman: "I mean you should see the difference between people from this."
"There is no difference between people." Xia Yibing frowned again, "Everyone has two eyes and one mouth... You also said so in Theory of Equality."
"That's from a biological perspective." Deka pursed his lips tightly, expressing his firmness in this way, "But we are not beasts, Ms. Imaar, we are human beings... Human beings need to live in groups, communicate, and interact with each other. In this process, different people will create different values. As values are given and reflected, the differences between people are also revealed."
"Then at least it is the people themselves who decide the gap," Xia Yibing retorted. "It's like two brothers go to school normally, one grows up to be a scholar, and the other is just a street thug. You can't say that this is unfair - that's their own choice."
"I'm glad you think so." Deka smiled, "I even want to come over and shake your hand, Miss Director... because I, an old man, think so too."
What on earth is he talking about?
Xia Yibing frowned.
Her specialties are memorizing archival materials and deductive reasoning. She hates speeches that require others to guess, so she has always disliked politicians.
"I think Mr. Raworth is referring to another perspective - sociology." Hitzfeld said at the right time.
"From a biological perspective, every life should be equal. But from a sociological perspective, because people interact with each other, value is created in the process, and different values lead to unequal income... This should be what he meant."
"That's right!" Deca nodded. "Although there are many reasons to defend this, the current situation is that there is a difference between the noble and the humble!"
"When I first left the Bartlett I swore on this beach that some had not died in vain, that I would live up to the ideals we shared ... to promote and create a better world."
"But it's so difficult..." He closed his eyes.
"You haven't really tried it like I have, so it may be difficult for you to understand my feelings..."
"One second ago, you were a respected and beloved Knight, a scholar and expert."
“The next second, when you show a little bit of thought - criticism of certain status quo and the intention to change them, you will find that everyone’s face changes.”
"Few people support me in this regard." He said frustratedly, "They started to call me only 'Sir Deka' and 'Lord Deka'. I know that they want to downplay my other profession..."
"I persisted for 10 years, 20 years... I thought I could keep going forever. But when I realized that even the people I had always wanted to improve and help... those knights from the lower classes, those children from civilian families, thought that what I did was 'a bit stupid' and 'not worth it', and the reason that prompted them to admonish me was just that they didn't want their local chambers of commerce or nobles to stop donating because of hostility towards me -"
He paused for two or three seconds.
"…Should I continue to persist?"
“Is this persistence still meaningful?”
"I don't know... No one has given me an answer. The statue can't speak... I don't see any future for it..."
His tone at this moment was full of despair, and his body slumped in the chair, making people suspect that he was so old that he would die in the next second.
"I think we can be less rigid."
The voice of Aisun Hitzfell.
Deka still sat slumped, closing his eyes and not wanting to speak.
"I think we may have it backwards... from a biological perspective, it's actually unequal, just like the average life expectancy of humans today is 50 to 60 years, while a dog's life expectancy may be less than half of that of a human."
"Wang!"
The Sheldon dog that had been lying at the door suddenly pricked up its ears and stood up, barking in this direction.
"I didn't curse you." Hitzfeld waved it away.
When she looked back, Descartes had opened his eyes and was leaning forward to stare at her.
"Go on, Detective."
He said.
"Interesting... Tell me what you think."
"Humans can live to 60, dogs may live to 30, but some animals can only live 10 years in good health throughout their lives, and some insects even only live for a few months... This is God-given, and it is also the biggest disparity."
The girl sat upright and even sipped her tea elegantly in between.
“But it’s different when it’s upgraded to civilization.”
She opened her eyes.
"The difference between humans and beasts is not just intelligence, but also empathy, morality... All of these come together to form a complex individual. At least a considerable number of us will sympathize with our own kind and will try our best to create a concept of 'fairness'. From this perspective, there is nothing wrong with your argument - it is precisely because we are human that we should pursue equality."
"Are you saying you're going to do that, too?"
Deka stood up excitedly.
"'Pursue.'" Hitzfeld repeated, avoiding his gaze. "I'm not opposed to doing this, but people are indeed complicated... plus, Daelin said that the gray fog is nearby... I think it's wise to maintain the status quo."
"I understand……"
The old knight sat back in his chair angrily.
For a moment, no one spoke in the cabin.
Deka was digesting the girl's words, while the woman with the ponytail stared at her in surprise, not expecting her to say such words.
These things... I'm afraid you can't come up with them without some social experience, right?
Aisuen is so young... I wonder if she is 19 years old... where does she get her insights into life?
I hope I didn't scare Xia...
Hitzfeld's heart was also beating fast.
She really didn't have much experience - although she had lived two lives, the two bodies were seamlessly connected in age, and she didn't live a few years longer than others.
But she has indeed seen, learned, and understood more things... and concepts. Just as Nan Xinze's newspaper war was the only one who could see the truth, this was a forward-looking vision created by the times.
Anyway, she should try her best to appease Knight Descas.
Even though he might be a murderer, before everything is investigated clearly.
Not to mention before that, even if it was confirmed and he was arrested and tried, some of the things he insisted on were worth affirming.
"Where were we talking about before..."
The old man suddenly spoke.
"These books...are they?"
"You mentioned the 'Tree of Life'."
The girl reminded him, subtly switching to honorifics.
Otherwise, why do people say that old people become more cunning?
No one here said "We shouldn't continue the previous topic."
