binnovel Chapter 205 Dried and Mottled Tears - S01E06
Chapter 205 Dried and Mottled Tears - S01E06
"...Enough!! Since you already knew your behavior was extremely rude, you should have shut up the moment you realized it!"
Before the roar of ■■■ faded away in the Temple of Judgment, Sila, who seemed to have been holding back for a long time, suddenly slammed her hand on the armrest in front of the stands.
With a muffled "bang," the sudden power and belated rage of the six-winged angel caused the entire building to shake.
The holy messenger, his brow furrowed, stood at the highest point, his expression cold as he looked back at the foreigner from the East standing in the center of the hall.
Their positions were unequal from the very beginning.
Because one of them is a supreme six-winged angel from Heaven—
The other one is merely an unidentified "law enforcer" from hell.
Although they were of similar status, they were not allowed to kill each other...
But Sila never imagined that this strange law enforcement officer would be so aggressive.
Are you using the standards of your hometown to judge things in another place?
"Don't you know that a sin is a sin? They cannot be forgiven. Being killed by angels is already atonement for their sins!"
"The moment of death is already a severe enough punishment for a soul!"
"The permanent extermination of a life is not a cruel idea that a person with ordinary thinking should have!"
Having refuted the Dragon Girl's previous questions word by word, Sira, as if in a show of defiance, spread his enormous six wings in the sky.
Several pairs of holy, scrutinizing eyes opened in the sky, staring emotionlessly at the self-proclaimed Eastern law enforcer below.
At this moment, the overconfident dragon girl is calmly protecting the two visitors from hell beside her.
...But this scene deeply displeased the six-winged angels of Heaven.
After all, how can evil roam freely in heaven?
"It is precisely because the law is unaffected by emotions that we refrain from interfering!"
"And the judgment of the law proves that for some souls, hell is their final destination!"
The supreme angel, a symbol of authority, narrowed his eyes, his tone as cold and hard as if he were proclaiming an unquestionable commandment to believers.
"As for the stories you mentioned..."
"Why didn't that girl who stayed in the mountain village hold on for a few more days? How do you know she wouldn't be rescued? Why use the lives of the entire town to achieve your revenge? Weren't there any innocent people among those who died?"
"And...you yourself said it, so do you think the capitalists you're talking about haven't saved any other people's lives?"
"Finally, that so-called boy C... he raped a woman and even murdered her. Isn't that the end result?"
"He took a girl's life! What else matters?"
"No matter what happened, he had no right to take a person's life!"
"Although heaven cannot represent the majority of good people..."
"But compared to hell, heaven at least represents justice for the majority!"
"This is an indisputable fact!"
"...It was a truly exhilarating experience of talking past each other like chickens and ducks."
"So, putting aside the so-called struggle for justice... is your answer to me for criticizing a human being who is almost destroyed by fate and asking why he didn't persevere a little longer?!"
Faced with Sila finally starting to "chat" with her, the veins on his forehead bulged, but instead of backing down, he smiled as if he had become interested.
"I'm telling you about the process that led to all of this, but you guys... hahaha... hahahahaha!"
"So you don't care at all about seeing people soaked in suffering go to hell, but you're happy to sing the praises of capitalists who tear countless families apart..."
The law enforcement officers from a foreign land smiled nervously, as if they were helpless.
"Does what I'm saying have anything to do with good or bad?"
"But isn't the 'good' we're discussing now defined by a bunch of gods who have experienced nothing at all!?"
"...'Good' So it was decided by you angels!?"
"So many of humanity's experiences and destinies are being decided by a law that only requires 'seeing' rather than 'experiencing'?"
“Good things about being a happy child can include helping mom wash the dishes, learning to ride a bicycle, and apologizing to a child you have hurt.”
"Then, as I said, what about children who are born into hell from the very beginning? Who will teach them good and bad? Should we blame them for not being born at all? Or should we say they were born into bad families?"
The Dragon Girl's voice had never been so full of emotion.
When she spoke of humans, her usually resolute golden eyes would tremble with the pain in her heart.
The divinity she was forced to accept made her witness too much human happiness and struggle.
So much despair and cause and effect converged into a vast ocean—
Every grain of salt is a human tear.
Every grain of salt represents humanity's yearning for happiness.
In her eyes, every human life and soul was so full of joy and color, so dazzling that she couldn't look away.
She heard so many sounds, carrying so many of humanity's longings for beauty...
Until she heard such an unreasonable response at the very end of human happiness.
Why did the humans she loved receive such a response?
Why do children still face an unfair end after enduring so much suffering?
If even the way a soul lives is sinful... then is the meaning of this soul's birth only to go to hell?
Why should the right to happiness after death be taken away just because the starting point was too muddy?
Even... by so-called justice?
"Can you tell me?"
"Whose voice are heaven and so-called happiness really listening to?"
Where did they all go?
"Are some people born unworthy of these things? Or is the happiness these children receive after birth... merely nourishment for their descent into hell?"
"The instinct for life, clearly, has only ever one goal: to survive..."
"Because stealing others' money allows one to survive! Because killing others can cover up one's own crimes! For these lives with no other choice, they are no different from jackals and tigers in the wilderness!"
"Humans and beasts are different; they have a stronger ability to learn. But why does the world only give them suffering that reinforces their survival skills from beginning to end?"
"If you know they cannot bear fruit, why inflict suffering and judgment upon them?"
"Is it for the sake of your so-called equality of life?! Is it so that they can be judged by us high and mighty bastards in some unnoticed corner?!"
"...Tell me! Tell me!!"
The dragon girl cried out with all her might under the watchful eyes of the angels.
Even though she already had the answer.
But she didn't understand.
She loved humanity so much because she witnessed both suffering and courage in the human race.
She was an adult, and of course she knew that what she loved would be treated as trash and discarded by some.
...But all of this is just too sad.
Human beings live such short lives that their lives are cruelly cut short at the end; then what about all the things they experience...?
The desolate, empty rain poured down in the hearts of mankind who had become gods.
It's because she's a disqualified, immature person.
Because she was "made" a god, she suffered so much when she possessed this great power.
The fragmented and broken love in the eyes of the gods transforms into a trembling mist in the golden iris.
Deep red tears of blood soaked the whites of the dragon girl's eyes, finally flowing from the depths of her eyes, gently and heavily streaming down half her face.
Then, as if surprised by ■■■'s reaction, the surrounding angels began to stir again.
The whispers murmured like a forest favored by the wind...
Their unity, yet tinged with an unconscious xenophobia, is frightening.
"I can't believe it."
"After enduring so much suffering... are these children really going to be judged by a high and mighty God?"
Realizing she had lost her composure, the dragon girl calmly rubbed her face with her gauntlet.
Two worried gazes stood on either side of her.
Even knowing that the current [image/image] is a projection, it doesn't diminish the two female demons' concern for her.
They never imagined that ■■■ would suddenly appear like a savior, and after everything had come to an end, say so many things that left Heaven speechless.
……
But in reality, after receiving those replies from Heaven, "Projection" felt that everything was so ridiculous.
"Listen, I don't know if you and those above you truly believe you represent justice..."
"But it seems you don't care about human suffering at all."
The Dragon Girl, hailed as the enforcer of the law in the East, shook her head and laughed twice.
"Hmph, I don't understand... these days, how can something like this call itself justice?" Her tone was laced with sarcasm.
……
"I am an angel."
That's enough for everything.
Seemingly unwilling to argue with the Dragon Girl any further, Sila forcefully responded to the Dragon Girl's taunts, her tone carrying a warning undertone.
The supreme angel appears to be prepared to attack at any moment—
Even though both she and ■■■ knew that they could not and were not allowed to attack each other.
"This is utterly absurd."
"Miss."
Despite the wrath of the six-winged angels, the Eastern enforcer, maintaining his composure, remained fearless.
After the conversation turns to topics unrelated to humans, ■■■ will revert to her indifferent demeanor from when she first entered.
Looking at the two mottled streaks of blood and tears on the Dragon Girl's face that seemed to be almost dried, Xila felt a surge of anger in her heart, and her brows never relaxed from beginning to end.
■■■ and the topic of conversation between her and her was just too…complex, so much so that Ellie, who was standing next to her, didn’t even have a chance to interject or offer any advice…
But that's how wars are for adults.
"...You are also a law enforcer...You know perfectly well that what I'm saying is what God should do, instead of investigating every single soul."
Facing the dragon girl's indifferent face, Xila, who still seemed to hold some hope for her, rubbed her temples. "Do you know how inefficient this is?"
"..."
"what."
"What a waste of breath."
"I have nothing to say to a god who believes that this is always right and who links soul and life with efficiency."
The dragon girl, who was also too lazy to say anything more, continued to stare at Xila with a blank expression.
"But I hope you won't lump me in with you."
“I am not like you noble angels who are high above and judge humanity.”
At this point, ■■■ paused.
"...To you pure-blooded angels, I am indeed a very lowly god."
“But if you lump me in with you angels, that would be an insult to me.”
She coldly surveyed all the angels around her, then her gaze fell meaningfully on Sira.
"Perhaps the so-called 'Great Purge' was indeed a measure, but to be completely unaware of all this... I really don't know if you're good at hiding it, or if the angels in heaven are all so comfortable that their brains have all gone rotten."
"I am indeed a law enforcer in a foreign land."
"I try, I change."
“But I will never judge you like this.”
"Because I am not worthy to judge the end of a complex life."
"...and nothing will match it."
As if to avoid a sudden attack, the much taller-than-usual [character's name] hugged Shirley and Vicky, who only reached his waist, tightly, and curled his tail up.
But she didn't seem to want to give up what she was about to say.
"When life is weak, even if it is desperate and collapses in cries, to God it is nothing more than something to talk about and laugh about over tea..."
"But I've had enough of this ugly thing that's always been like this."
"Tens of millions of people, tens of millions of free souls..."
"They cannot choose their own path, but their fate should not be judged by so-called laws."
Just then, the magical viewing screen in the trial hall, which had been neglected for a long time and was used to watch hell, stopped on two scenes.
One is Angel Dester, walking with the demons of the inn, a smile on his face.
There is also Christina, who is stretching her hand forward.
The two devils who had completed the rules written by Adam both wore genuine smiles.
Perhaps one of them is an incurable porn star, and the other is a foul-mouthed street thug.
But the souls in the mud still listen to the voices of others, unwillingly climbing upwards, yearning for love and happiness.
A weak and selfish soul reconciles with the past through tears, and selflessly sacrifices itself for a stranger...
Are such examples a sign that the devil cannot be redeemed, or evidence that Heaven is unwilling to listen and has blinded itself?
"...But you are a law enforcer!"
"How can you stand against justice for a place filled with sin and bloodshed!?"
Sila's voice echoed throughout the entire hall. He angrily waved his hand away from the inappropriate image, his tone stern.
"As a representative of justice, will you side with the Princess of Hell?"
"You're so foolish! (YOU FOOL!) To oppose absolute justice and goodness!"
"Hostile?" ■■■ was still smiling.
"Oh...yes..."
"But you're wrong about one thing. I'm not in a position to oppose Heaven and Hell."
Ignoring the six-winged angel's warning, the dragon girl frowned, her right hand pressed against the scales on her left breast as if making a vow.
"I fought alongside you for the sake of humanity...!"
But just as she was about to finish speaking, a rapier suddenly came hurtling in from afar without warning!
The dragon girl's eyes immediately sharpened, her golden pupils turning sinister—
But she didn't reach out to block it.
...but he let the sword plunge deep into his left chest.