In silence, the girl elegantly poured herself a cup of tea and refilled Su Lun's cup.
Then, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and let out a relaxed sigh.
"How is it? Are you feeling more relaxed now?"
Su Lun also took a sip of tea and smiled.
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Director.”
Ning Xiaoya whispered shyly.
At this time, she also came back to her senses and understood that what she said was actually some seemingly profound words that did not have much meaning.
Mages were all top students, at least in one aspect. Especially Ning Xiaoya, who had already reached the Morning Star of the third ring and had opened her own path of demonic arts, the amount of knowledge she possessed was extremely terrifying.
The knowledge here did not refer to mathematical physics, which could be understood by logical thinking.
Instead, it referred to one's own understanding of the world and the universe that could not be described in human language.
It was also known as " secret knowledge."
This was also the reason why grimoire books were so precious, as they contained endless " secret knowledge."
The training of a mage was a process of continuously understanding the universe and approaching it.
Reading a grimoire was to decipher the secret knowledge in the grimoire, and to understand the universe from the point of view of the author of the grimoire.
Ning Xiaoya was a mage who could understand " secret knowledge," but she had asked these superficial questions. It was indeed a little embarrassing.
Fortunately, the director seemed to understand her feelings.
He understood that she simply wanted to find someone to vent her thoughts so that she wouldn't be suffocated by the bad things in her heart.
"Anyah, I don't know what happened to you.”
"But looking at you, it doesn't seem like you've encountered an external threat, but an internal coercion.”
Su Lun raised his chin and said gently.
Even though Ning Xiaoya sounded a little mysterious, he could still hear some hidden meaning.
Generally speaking, there were two kinds of troubles. One came from the outside and the other came from the inside.
External threats referred to the threats of others. Being bullied and forced by outsiders using their strength and power were collectively referred to as external troubles.
The internal troubles came from their own people, whether it was family or friends. They had disagreements with them and were even hurt by them. They did not know what to do.
Ning Xiaoya nodded, confirming Su Lun's words.
"Since this is the case, I can't say much, but I can see that you're confused about your own matters and don't know what to do.”
"There are some things that you will hurt yourself if you compromise. If you don't compromise, you will hurt your family. In the end, you will also feel guilty for hurting your family and then hurt yourself. This is what you're worried about, right? No matter what choice you make, you won't be able to find peace in the end.”
Su Lun sipped his tea leisurely and expressed his opinion.
The girl was a little surprised, and a trace of admiration appeared in her limpid eyes.
As expected of the director, he easily did what we couldn't.
He clearly didn't know the specifics, but he could tell what was troubling her.
"As expected of you."
she said respectfully.
"Then isn't the matter very simple?”
Su Lun extended a finger and smiled.
"Since you have to make a choice, and you can't make it yourself, then you can just give the choice to others.”
"What do you mean?"
Ning Xiaoya looked at Su Lun with some doubt, some anticipation, and some apprehension.
"An Ya."
Suren suddenly stood up. With the blessing of the Fog World's authority, an extreme majesty appeared on his body.
His voice was unquestionably overbearing, and Ning Xiaoya could not help but stand up as well. She lowered her head and said respectfully,"
"Yes."
" Here, I command you as the director of the demonic path library under the Lord of Mist and the vice president of the Mist Council.”
Su Lun's words were like those of a god. Even though they were clearly spoken from his mouth, they sounded like they were coming from the heavens. It was as if the Heavenly Dao had come personally and issued an unquestionable order.
"Don't feel lost. This is the path I chose for you. Don't feel guilty. This is my order.”
" I will bear all the responsibility. Everything you do in the future will be under my orders. No matter who you hurt, offend, or commit any sins…"
"It's all my fault. I'll take responsibility for this. You're just simply carrying out my orders.”
Then, his voice became gentle again and he smiled.
"From now on, live for yourself.”
Su Lun looked at the girl in front of him.
The way he helped Ning Xiaoya get rid of her troubles was very simple.
Grafting responsibility.
Why were soldiers able to raise their butcher knives to face their own kind without any scruples? Were they all cold-hearted, bloodthirsty maniacs?
No, it wasn't.
Soldiers were also human beings, with flesh and blood. No one could kill their own kind without doing anything.
But in fact, even a new recruit who had never killed anyone could quickly adapt to killing once he entered the battlefield. Why was that?
It was very simple. On the battlefield, the responsibility for killing people did not lie with them.
At least psychologically, they didn't think that it was their fault.
The responsibility came from the general who gave the order!
Bai Qi was known as the God of Slaughter, and he had killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers, but could it be that he had killed all 400,000 of them with his own hands?
No, it was his soldiers who did it, but everyone would blame him for killing 400,000 Zhao soldiers!
This was the transfer of responsibility!
Since Ning Xiaoya felt that she would hurt others if she made the choice that suited her heart, then she would let him bear the responsibility of hurting others!
In reality, she was the one who did it. But psychologically, because of Su Lun's orders, Ning Xiaoya had a reason to shirk responsibility!
Yes, I did this because of the director's order, not because I really wanted to do it.
Although this was considered a form of escape, as the saying went,"
It was shameful to run away, but it was useful.
" From now on, live for yourself."
Ning Xiaoya gently raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was not very tall.
The words from his mouth were like an irresistible light that rushed into her heart, but it did not make her feel uncomfortable at all.
Her eyes gradually blurred, as if a layer of filter had been added.
That figure was not very tall, but in her eyes, he was even more imposing than a giant.
Ning Xiaoya half-knelt on the ground and placed her hand in front of her heart in an almost devout, pilgrim posture.
His usual gentle voice was no longer there. Instead, it was trembling but firm.
"Anya…Yes, sir!"
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