Original God, starting from the sister against the brother

This guy is really a lucky guy to have such a supportive family.

Chao Ke sighed. Since Donatello and the others had expressed their opinions, what else could he say?

After drinking the remaining hot drink in the cup, Chao Ke looked at Donatello and said.

"Take advantage of the day and walk around the Fontaine with your family. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the Melo Peterburg at night."

After saying that, Chao Ke stood up and left, and Donatello's words came from behind him.

"Thank you for your understanding, Chao Ke."

"..."

After leaving the [Jia Ziwei Restaurant], Chao Ke wandered aimlessly in the [Vasari Corridor].

What first sent Donatello to Melo Petersburg was his inner integrity.

What sent Donatello to Melo Petersburg again was the integrity in his heart.

Cases involving conflicts between "reason" and "law" are inherently difficult to explain.

Laws that are made to protect the interests of the vast majority of people can sometimes become weapons to attack those who are just.

[Law] is both a constraint and a tool; it sometimes conflicts with human nature and sometimes is compatible with it.

To balance the two, we need to rely on the consensus of the leading forces in society.

But unfortunately, in the social system of Fontaine, this balancing power is not in the hands of the general public.

The definition of [law] is the embodiment of the will of the ruling class, which reflects the normative system of the will of the ruling class under specific material conditions.

Unfortunately, Fontaine is not like Liyue, where the people serve as the ruling class. Instead, it is ruled by a group of gods, the Supreme Judge, and the nobles.

The god of love is trapped in the plan to save all of Fontaine.

Although the [Supreme Judge] who holds great power is fair, he is not human and it is difficult for him to understand and empathize with human emotions. How can he balance a case that even human lawyers find difficult?

As for the nobles of [Fontaine], they control most of the wealth in society and naturally possess the richest and most advanced legal and weighing resources.

But the greedy nobles would only use their privileges to gain more benefits for themselves, and would never invest these precious resources into the general public.

Donatello's story reminded Chao Ke of the mother-in-law in "Mello Petersburg".

She stabbed six scumbags in the street and saved more than a dozen girls who were imprisoned and abused. She was sentenced to forty years in prison by the Law.

However, other noble members involved in the case were not affected at all due to insufficient evidence and incomplete chain of evidence, and they still stood in [Fontaine].

"Ugh."

Chao Ke sighed and shook his head.

Chao Ke couldn't help but ask, how good can a social system that creates underground slums like the Gray River District be?

However, in the world of [Teyvat], there is one thing that is different from the previous life.

Here, one person's fist can really be big enough to influence a country.

Chao Ke looked at the [System Interface], and a light flashed in his eyes.

.......

"Click."

With a slight sound, the door of Alecino's office was pushed open.

Since he heard the familiar footsteps from a distance, Alechino, who was correcting documents, did not even raise his head and continued to work on the task at hand.

only....

With a "click!" sound.

Realizing that the office door had been locked by Chao Ke, Alechino paused and realized that this matter was not simple.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected.

He pressed down on Ke's body.

......

The initial tune is cold and slightly rejected;

Tenderness is already secretly conveyed.

The shadows of cicadas are moving;

Walking back, the jade is covered with dust.

Turning face flowing snow;

Climb on the chair and enjoy yourself.

Mandarin ducks dance neck to neck;

Jadeite joy.

.......

After reciting the poems, Chao Ke and Alechino, who were satisfied, sat on the same office chair, breathing in the lingering rhythm of the previous poems.

Alechino, who was sitting on Chao Ke, patted his brother who had always been talking back to him and asked.

"What did you talk to that police officer about that made you so 'excited' when you came back?"

"Cough cough."

Chao Ke coughed twice, somewhat awkwardly.

Having had his sister's anger removed from him, he had become unusually calm and "unexcited" at this moment.

Chao Ke first repeated his conversation with Donatello to his sister, and then added another sentence.

"Sister, I won't be going home these two days."

Alechino nodded slightly to show that she understood.

At the same time, I also understood why my brother was so anxious just now. He was paying his "public grain" in advance.

Hey, this guy...

Alechino looked at Chao Ke helplessly. Her younger brother was no longer a little boy.

......

At the same time, in [Mello Petersburg].

Leosley moved his sore wrists. Having just dealt with several vicious fights among prisoners, he could finally return to his office to rest.

First, he untied the iron gloves on his hands and placed them neatly on the desk.

After removing these two heavy weapons, Leosli instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

While hanging the leather coat on the hanger, he boiled a kettle of hot water and prepared to make a cup of strong tea from Chenyu Valley to reward himself.

While the water was boiling, Leosli was not idle either.

He took out some pieces of coarse cloth and some bottles and jars from the drawer of his desk and began to take care of his gloves.

Having climbed up step by step from the bottom of the prison, he knows best the importance of keeping weapons in the best condition at all times.

First, use clean water and alcohol to wipe off the blood stains on the gloves, and then check the various parts of the gloves to see if they need rust removal or lubrication.

After all this was done, the kettle next to it began to boil and spit out steam.

Throw the tea leaves from [Chen Yu Valley] into the teacup and pour hot water over it.

Smelling the tea fragrance that rose up instantly, Leosli felt refreshed, and even the tiredness after the high-intensity fight with the prisoner was relieved a lot.

However, looking at the rising tea aroma, Leosli suddenly recalled the advice given to him by Head Nurse Sigwen.

"It is not a good habit to drink strong tea frequently. It will have a bad effect on your body."

Leosley smiled, picked up the teacup and walked towards the clothes rack.

I met with Head Nurse Sigwen today. If I am not mistaken...

Sure enough, there were several stickers stuck on the back of his windbreaker.

Leosley carefully tore off the sticker and put it aside.

After all the stickers on the windbreaker were torn off, Leosli breathed a sigh of relief and took a few sips of strong tea.

"Mr. Leosley! Are you in the office?"

Suddenly there was a shout from downstairs. Leosley looked in the direction of the sound with his teacup in hand and found that it was a caretaker calling him from the stairs.

"Good afternoon, Miss Joan."

"If you have anything to say, please come up and talk."

"Okay sir."

A moment later, Guard Joan arrived at Leosley's desk and handed him a document.

"Well... this is..."

"Application for the establishment of a new organization in [Mello Petersburg]..."

"The name of the organization is [Brim Hat Society]?"

"What a strange name."