Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 129: Doubt (2)

Law had no intention to talk with these people.

If they really cared about keeping the peace, why is it that they decided to look the other way so many times? Wasn’t it because they believed the city lord’s fist was too large? In that case, he would destroy the city lord’s fist. What would they say then?

If they insisted on getting in the way, he didn’t mind destroying their fist first.

“I know what that is! It’s a vajra body!”

At that moment, a member of the Well Clan cried out and their eyes almost rolled back into their sockets. They slumped to the ground, losing their consciousness, and not long later, their life. They had found the answer they were looking for, but they foolishly observed something they shouldn’t have for too long.

In the same instant of time, the three big shots of the military, religious and underground factions were feeling a pressure they hadn’t felt before in their entire lives.

“Law…” General 3 frowned when he heard these words. “… No matter how enraged you are, you must look at the bigger picture.”

Law nodded, causing the three to sigh a breath of relief. But the next words they heard put them right back to the edge of their seats.

“The bigger picture I see is a world without the city lord. So you either move aside, or you can join him.”

The truth was that even if all of this was part of Dyon’s plans, he was still pissed off. He had done his best to interact with Mimi and her father for as little time as possible, knowing that something like this might happen. Even if they were puppets, they were simply too realistic. He didn’t want something like this affecting his heart and disrupting his martial path.

But, after seeing her head. He realized that he felt nothing in that moment. He really hadn’t felt a thing seeing their bodiless corpses.

It was then that something suddenly clicked in his mind. He had felt himself growing more and more distant from the matters of the world in recent years. He felt as though he wouldn’t blink an eye even if the entire world was massacred as long as his friends and family were alright.

It had been a vague emotion before, but after seeing Mimi’s head and realizing how terrible her death had been, he realized just how far he’d fallen.

His first thought upon seeing her wasn’t hurt, pain, or even the guilt he should have felt having known that things would end like this yet doing nothing to stop it. No… Instead, he had felt a bit content, as though it was good another ant had fallen for the sake of his benefit.

The moment those thoughts entered his mind, he froze.

Yes, she and her father had been nothing but puppets. Yes, it was true that their deaths made the next steps of his plan even easier. Yes, after clearing this legacy world, they would be gone anyway.

But… At the same time, he felt that he had lost a bit of his humanity. It was a reality that left him feeling a bit lost and this was ironically what led to his true bout of anger.

[Author’s Note: Honestly, I planned on having some heart-warming scenes between Law and Mimi before her death so that this would hit home better, but I chickened out at the last moment. I didn’t want to get too attached to her *cries single tear*. I realize now that I shouldn’t have skipped over that as this is an important moment for Dyon, but oh well, there’s no going back now. That’s the price you pay during a serialized release. I might release those planned chapters as a side story after RMW concludes. Still, this moment did have quite a bit of foreshadowing regardless. RIP Mimi, the character I never got to write]

In recent years, Dyon had felt himself growing colder and colder. He was a far cry from that young, naïve boy who risked his life to save Eli despite having never seen him a day in his life.

In a lot of ways, he missed that childish naivete. He missed the version of himself who wanted to save the world for nothing other than the fact he felt he should.

Why was it that he wanted to defeat The Entity? It really had nothing to do with saving the mortal plane. All he wanted to do was repay his master. Since she asked him for help, he would do his best. His master was like a second mother to him, and he didn’t want to let her down. It was as simple as that.

Dyon found nothing wrong with his previous line of thinking. But, this was the first time his lack of compassion left him feeling so… empty.

There was a strong cognitive dissonance in his mind. On the one hand, he felt that he shouldn’t care about these two heads in his hand. They were just puppets. Even if they were real humans, should it matter so much? He didn’t really love them or care for them, who was Mimi to his real wives? She couldn’t hold a candle to them.

But, another side was disgusted with himself and with his thoughts. Who was he to decide whose lives mattered and whose didn’t? And if he really was so powerful as to do such a thing, was it selfish not to help those he knew he could?

Morality was ultimately decided by the strong, history was written by the victor, the world was nothing but a land of trials for the weak…

The world ultimately wasn’t one of black and white. The Heavens allowed evil cultivators like Jasmine to be born into the world just the same as righteous cultivators of holy laws, yet one was excoriated and shunned while the other was celebrated and worshipped.

The questions the Water Mist Sect’s Palace Master asked him that day… He still didn’t have an answer. Did she deserve death for being born that way?

What was right, what was wrong… He still didn’t have an answer.

However, what he did know was that he felt extremely uncomfortable right now.

Dyon was brazen and arrogant in the eyes of others, but that was because in his core, he never doubted the steps he took. His heart was always steadfast in his beliefs, it had never wavered, so there was never a need to feel this sort of feeling.

But today, he had. He had doubted himself. And he hated it. historical

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