Fated to Be Loved by Villains - Chapter 258
“You’re talking too much, Professor. It seems like you’ve revealed at least ten of Matop’s top secrets.”
“You talk too much, Professor. You must have revealed at least ten of Matop’s top secrets just now.”
[So what? I observed them all myself.]
“I understand that you love your son very much, but the people here have done nothing to your son, Dawood.”
[Not yet. And they’ve only done little things so far.]
The steel giant snorted and crossed his arms.
[Is there anyone here who hasn’t tried to get involved with my son in a sticky way?]
“That’s why it’s your bad habit to make such assumptions-”
Alpha-11 was about to say that, but he suddenly realized that none of the humans around him were looking up properly, and he coughed in vain.
Their tightly shut mouths and bright red faces gave him the most definite answer.
“…Aren’t you all at an age when your blood is boiling?”
When Alpha-11 said that awkwardly, Professor Astrid snorted again and continued.
[Well, you’re right. There’s nothing to get out of here right away. So don’t lift your heads up anymore. I won’t crave it anymore.]
The steel giant’s gaze, as he said that, went to Dawood, who was walking up to the podium in the distance.
One of the main events of the festival. It was time to present his ‘research results’ in front of everyone. Anyone in the academy right now would be able to see it through the large projector that had been set up.
“What the hell is-”
[You don’t need to know right now. It’ll ‘start’ soon anyway.]
Astrid said that and waved her hand.
[Anyway, while I’m talking, let me tell you one more strange story… The word ‘key to the world’ that the child is often called. It’s not just called that, it means that the fate of this world depends on that child.]
“…”
I’ve heard that story before.
Elijah clenched his hands and thought about it.
How many times had the messenger of God said that? The key to the world.
The existence called Dawood Campbell is more important than he thinks.
Perhaps this strange man is talking about such a story now.
[…to destroy the world.]
But what came out next was.
[Depending on the case, it could be the other side, not you guys.]
Not at all.
It was a sentence I had never imagined.
[From today on, the continent is going to get a little noisy.]
Such a chilling spread through the air.
In the meantime.
– What do you think is the best way to eliminate war from the world?
Such a voice fell.
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There is a saying that the most dangerous lunatics in the world don’t look as crazy as you think.
Like the Smiling Sword. People who hide their swords under their smiling faces.
And the man who was now on the podium and sitting in a chair almost perfectly met the first condition for that.
It doesn’t look dangerous.
Relaxed demeanor, a gentle smile on his face, and a flat voice.
Dawood Campbell, whom Selim Bronz was looking at, was a harmless man. Probably most of the people watching him now share that sentiment.
The words that followed were clear yet warm.
However, the topic being discussed was far from warm.
“Since time immemorial, humans have pointed their swords and spears at each other for various reasons. They did so for a cause, for their personal beliefs, or simply because they disliked each other.”
It was a fact that I had recently seen from Count Nicolas.
For a truly trivial reason, humanity is a race that can become devils to one another.
In the grand scheme of things, the so-called ‘politicians’ in the vast collective known as the Empire, who are prepared to shed blood for their own ‘vested interests,’ are not much different.
“I have always wondered why people act so viciously towards each other. I often thought about whether there was a way to live a little more peacefully, a way to live without anyone getting hurt as much as possible.”
A leisurely and gentle dreamer’s voice.
That’s why.
“But.”
“Not long ago, I had a conversation with a ‘human hunter’.”
The ‘change of atmosphere’ that followed such a sentence was even steeper.
“He told me how to effectively hunt children using their parents as bait.”
A breathless silence spread around.
Dowd Campbell’s words were still flat. That’s why it was even better conveyed that this was a confession of cold, hard facts, devoid of any exaggeration.
“It was an experience that showed me how humans can be so cruel for such trivial reasons.”
The conclusion was therefore even more easily reached.
If humans can be so cruel.
Any ‘civil war’ that has already been brought to the brink is ultimately a matter of time.
“For whatever reason, people can stab others to get what they want, even if they have to make one up.”
That’s why.
“So I thought about it for a bit. What could I do as an individual, as ‘me’, to solve it?”
The expressions on the audience’s faces become strange.
The topic being discussed, as well as the sudden, blunt assertions, are not something that should be discussed in a student club.
Amidst the questioning looks and suspicious murmurs spreading in all directions, Dowd placed something on the podium.
It was a small box that he had brought with him.
“Well, maybe this will make it a little quicker to explain.”
In the recent era of Earth, the most aggressive thing people did to each other was puffing up their feathers at each other, which was duly reported in the media.
It means that it was such a peaceful era that just the possibility of such a ‘threat’ was enough to attract everyone’s attention.
If so, where would the source of that come from?
What is the most proactive condition for maintaining peace?
The answer is simple.
“The conclusion I came to is ‘deterrence’.”
As he said that, Dowd opened the box.
And, inside it.
“One that can encompass the entire world.”
‘Public Enemy of the World’.
Was released.
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