After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 822: Just do what is within your power

The knight couldn't help but say, "Are we just going to sit back and watch the Old Church of Light persecute others?"

Little Yi shook her head and said, "They have done wrong, and naturally, there will be people to deal with them, but it shouldn't be us. Godfather is right. When bad people do bad things, it should be the responsibility of the kingdom's law enforcement agencies to handle them, not the church. The church doesn't have that right, nor should it have such power. When the church gains such power, it will embark on an abnormal path."

The knight seemed to understand something. He turned his head and looked at Robb, only to see Robb lazily flipping over on the stone stool and tossing a piece of chocolate into his mouth. He looked like a worthless slacker.

The knight couldn't help but sweat. "It's hard to understand this Godfather."

Little Yi smiled and said, "As time goes by, you will realize that his demeanor, as it is, is much more reassuring than him charging into battle."
 

 

The knight couldn't help but whisper, "With such power, has he ever thought of conquering the world?"

Little Yi shook her head. "Godfather said that the development of transportation and communication, as well as the integration of culture and race, will constrain the size of a kingdom's territory. If a kingdom forcefully tries to unify the world through military force when transportation and communication are not well developed and there are still cultural and racial barriers, the result will only be a quick disintegration. It would be meaningless, and he won’t bother with such foolishness."

The knight exclaimed and carefully recalled history. Isn't that exactly how it happened?

He couldn't help but sigh, "Godfather is truly wise. I can't compare at all."

"Hey!" Robb protested, "Why are you insulting people?"
 

 

The knight replied, "I didn't, I didn't!"

Robb laughed and said, "Relax, I was just joking with you."

The knight looked confused. What's so funny about that? Anyway, let's get back to the matter at hand. He looked at Robb with a serious expression and said, "Godfather, it's a good thing that you don't like war, and I admire you for it. But you also need to see that countless Maya people are living in dire conditions in the colonies. We only managed to save a mere two hundred people. There are countless thousands of people suffering in numerous colonies. Are we just going to stand by and watch them die? Can't we extend a helping hand and assist them?"

Robb shrugged and said, "The world is so big, and there are so many people living in miserable conditions everywhere, north and south. How can we save them all? Unless we start a war and unify the world, we won't even be able to touch many of those people. And if we launch a war to unify the world, the process itself will bring countless hardships. It is meaningful to harm a group of people in order to save another group."

The knight pondered carefully and said, "Hmm? It seems like you're right."
 

 

"Help those within our reach, those we can see and touch," Robb said. "As for those beyond our reach, let's leave them be. It's better not to forcibly do good deeds if it only ends up causing chaos in the world."

Little Yi's face stiffened as she said, "Is this the excuse you've found for your own laziness? You almost had me believing it."

Robb remained silent.

Little Yi continued, "Although I cannot incite the followers to wage holy wars, I now understand what I should do. I should strive to spread my knowledge and make more ignorant people become enlightened. Then, they will know how to judge for themselves what they should do."

Robb clapped his hands and said, "That's the way! I think that's the true path."

The knight thought for a moment and said, "You're right. I will write a letter to my friends in the Kingdom of Norma, telling them about the way Westwind City treats the Maya people, and then leave it up to them to decide how to act."

Just as the three were discussing this, the crystal ball in front of Robb lit up.

It was a call from The Queen!

Robb answered the call and saw the Queen sitting in a garden lit by the evening sun. There was an empty plate on the stone table in front of her, indicating that she had just finished dinner.

"The second batch of cream chocolates is out of the factory," the Queen went straight to the point as soon as the call connected, without any small talk.

Robb smiled and said, "Making crazy profits again?"

"Yeah!" The Queen pouted. "But I'm not happy. I asked you to plant cocoa beans for me, but you refused. When a group of refugees arrived, you immediately planted a large area. What's your intention? Am I uglier than the refugees?"

"No, no, no, you're super beautiful," Robb said. "Each and every refugee is hideous. The matter of planting cocoa beans has nothing to do with the refugees' appearance."

Before he could finish his sentence, the young female translator appeared behind him. Although she was incredibly thin, her facial features were quite attractive. Her face happened to be in front of the crystal ball as she said to Robb, "Godfather, one of my fellow townsmen found a strange stone outside and heard that you're looking for various strange stones. So I brought it here to show you."

She handed over a small stone with both hands, and Robb glanced at it, shaking his head. He said, "Thank him for his kindness, but this stone is of no use. It's not what I'm looking for."

The female translator said, "Oh, okay."

After speaking, she stepped back and walked away.

Robb turned his attention back to the crystal ball and saw the Queen making a face that resembled the expression of "all men are boorish."

Robb asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

The Queen huffed and said, "It has nothing to do with the refugees' appearance, right?"

"It has nothing to do with it!"

"Then, what's the deal with that woman just now?"

"That was the translator. She has nothing to do with the plantation workers." Robb snorted, "It's impossible to use that to mock me."

The Queen slapped the table, frustrated. "Get a male translator!"

"I won't change it!" Robb slapped the table as well. "I prefer a beautiful female translator, not a male one."

The Queen had no way to deal with this unyielding person, so she decided not to bring up that matter and changed the topic. She said, "Something interesting has happened."

"Oh?" Robb asked, intrigued. "What is it?"

The Queen said, "After the second batch of chocolates was produced, the Church of Darkness wanted some."

Robb immediately became amused. "Didn't they stop the trade between Lost City and West Gran? Why do they suddenly want chocolates?"

Speaking of this, the Queen was also amused. "After our free trade port opened, the Church of Darkness realized that their decision to halt the trade was extremely foolish. Not only did they fail to cut off our supply channels, but they also cut off their own."

Lost City was just a small harbor city located in the southwest corner of the continent, with virtually no local resources. In the past, it relied on goods transported from the West Gran and had no shortage of anything. But now, they voluntarily severed their trade with West Gran, losing their supply from the mainland. What advantage did they have left?