The man gazed at the towering light pillar of the Imperial Capital ahead: "Why is it always so difficult to do the right thing?"
"Obviously, everyone knows what kind of social system is most beneficial, what kind of civilization system is good for everyone—obviously, everyone knows, yet no one stops, no one compromises."
[Because of selfishness and desire, Your Majesty]
The voice of Moze echoed with the flickering of the light screen. The voice of the old dean was humble: [This is also the driving force for human progress. We are interconnected. As long as we want to progress and become stronger, we are destined to make mistakes]
[But I believe, Your Majesty, that your plan is the most correct one]
"Indeed."
After a moment of silence, the Guardian lowered his gaze, his expression gradually turning cold: "But these days will come to an end."
