Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

Upon hearing this, the village king slammed the table and stood up:

"Don't listen to his nonsense! What the players did to the villagers is a fact that cannot be concealed no matter how the times change or how the world develops!"

"Then, dear Mr. King, please don't keep silent about your oppression of your people and your bullying of the players."

Mustard's voice came faintly from the mouth of the war iron golem.

It was as if he could hear the conversation between the nobles and the king in the camp.

"Stop pretending to be reasonable. When have we ever oppressed our people?" The king's voice rose a few notches and he trembled with anger.

"Then why was I expelled from the kingdom!" Mustard followed closely, his voice rising a few notches and his voice also trembling.

Mustard's real voice overlapped with the electronic sound broadcast by the puppet, and after being amplified several times, it shook the blocks in the camp.

Outside the gate, Mustard walked towards the camp step by step.

The village soldiers immediately got into fighting stances, but were quickly covered by the tall and burly iron golems.

With a crisp snap of his fingers, Mustard easily controlled the iron golems, forcing the soldiers to retreat helplessly.

He walked forward step by step without stopping.

"Because I told the truth back then."

"And you don't want to hear the truth."

"Your thoughts are diodes, the world you see is black and white, and the justice you believe in is--"

"'The villager king is absolutely right, and the player is absolutely wrong'."

"How is this kind of thinking and behavior different from those of the despicable players back then?"

"Players are villagers, and villagers are players. Whoever you hate, you look at, and whoever you look at, you become."

"You say you are kind, but before the players came to this world, do you dare to say that your trading panel is truly fair and reasonable? Aren't all people trying to exploit others as much as possible within the scope of their rights? You couldn't feel it before, just because the scope of your rights was too small!"

A few words.

Everyone present was silent.

"I told you that 36 emeralds for a clock was too high a price," a soldier grumbled.

"Shut up!" The soldier next to him snorted in anger.

“True kindness is not merely about not seeking to gain favor from one’s fellow men when one is oppressed, in order to please those in higher positions.”

"Even after gaining extremely high power, status and ability, one should still choose to be kind to others, rather than killing all those who disobey him."

"Nowadays, you always claim to be better than others, and lure more villagers to hate players, hate animals, hate everything..."

“Isn’t this just making fun of other people’s experiences, making fun of other people’s lives?”

"Mocking means being superior, but isn't your philosophy that all beings are equal?"

"Did it become 'everyone is equal above me, and classes are clearly defined below me' during the kingdom's transformation?"

The deafening sound made the villagers in the camp dare not breathe.

The nobles were already trembling like sieves and did not dare to look directly at Mustard.

The village king holding the scepter stared at him with bloodshot eyes: "So, exile, let me make a reasonable guess about the motives of your actions."

He walked down from the platform step by step, his aura gradually becoming calmer.

"When you became a village noble, you repeatedly spoke well of the players, trying to persuade other villagers to accept the players. Our kingdom had no choice but to expel you, hoping that you could more deeply understand the evil of the players, but you joined them, and even came all the way here for the players, just to seek 'revenge' from us. You are really narrow-minded."

Mustard chuckled.

He felt helpless as if he couldn't communicate clearly to an idiot.

The experiences of these years turned into a huge wave that surrounded him.

"You are really a person who confuses right and wrong and brainwashes yourself. This trait makes you more determined and more arrogant. You deserve to be in a high position for a long time."

An evil spirit with blood and tears on its face soon floated out of Mustard's hand.

Its shrill cry made the eardrums of people nearby vibrate violently.

"You don't know what I've been through because you're standing too high up."

"Without the protection of the trading system, without the protection of your people, and without the protection of the iron golem I developed for you, you are nothing at all."

"I admit that you have brought benefits to the villagers, but the harm you have done to me is real."

"Are you brainwashing yourself after turning a blind eye, or did you really not see it from the beginning?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Whether it's the former or the latter, I'll show you..."

"Look at everything I've been through over the years!"

Under the deep gaze of the mourning doll, not only the village king, but everyone present felt as if a huge black hole had appeared in front of them, sucking their consciousness and spirit into it, making it difficult for them to control their bodies. They could only hear Mustard's voice coming from a very ethereal place:

"O village king!"

"you tell me!"

“Now, do you still dream?”

"I dreamed about those people who died because of you!"