"Didn't you create these pains yourself?!"

Just one sentence made Pan unconsciously take a step back.

Make all addicts around lean back slightly.

In the previous time, Pan never considered that everything he experienced actually came from his inner choice.

Once such an option appeared, it actually made him tremble slightly...

However, at this moment, he couldn't calm down and think about this possibility.

In other words, I don't want to think about this possibility.

After all, it's easier than admitting that you're blind, blaming someone else, the world, for your suffering...

Anger and resentment instantly overwhelmed Pan's rationality. He didn't continue to think about Xiao En's words. With a cruel smile on his face, he seemed to be planning to turn the next words into a sharp sword and severely hurt the mortal in front of him.

He stared at Xiao En, and said with a smirk, "So, White Knight?

"So you want to kill me and liberate Midnight Paradise?

"Do you think that if my body is destroyed and I lose the power to control this place, I will be able to let the children in the lower city embrace their future?

"Then, again, there's a fool like...Peter, dreaming of one day transforming Lower Town?

"Hahahaha..." Thinking of the status quo of this world, Pan actually felt happy, "You guys are so naive!"

"What do you mean?" Sean Dickinson smelled something deeper, so instead of interrupting Pan in a hurry, he asked.

Pan gritted his teeth, with a smile that relieved his hatred: "Let me tell you some truths...

"Haven't you thought about it? If I did something so evil—

"Then, why didn't those big figures who control most of the resources in this society get rid of me?

"Not only did they acquiesce in my existence, they even secretly protected it?"

Sean and the others fell into silence—although they knew that "Midnight Paradise" was "darkness that was allowed by default", they didn't know the reason.

Pan sneered: "Because they need to go down town, and they will always be that 'down town'."

Mike Downs asked coldly: "What does this mean?"

"Don't you guys understand?" Pan narrowed his eyes as if looking at some poor fools, "Then, first answer my question—why are there rich people in this world?"

Xiao En and the others didn't want to answer such a broad question, they just looked at him coldly.

Pan laughed to himself: "Fools—it is because there are poor people that there are rich people!

"Capital can only exploit if there are exploited.

"With the antelope, the lion will not starve!"

"With cheap labor and a large base of waste consumers, they form a solid bottom layer to maintain New York City, and even Newlander's entire class pyramid!"

Pan's arrogance seemed to be revived by retelling these truths: "Just think about it—

"If the lower city really disappears, if the poor really disappear, where does the Weston leather shoe factory get workers on $120 a month?

"Who's going to drink that **** beer?

"Who will look at the villas in the Long Island District from a distance, showing envy?

"Whose plight can make a philanthropist highlight his compassion...?"

"Understood?" Pan roared, "The poor are the nourishment of the rich! They are the source of happiness for the rich to enjoy themselves after spying on the world!"

The whistling wind seemed to be able to chill the hearts of Xiao En and others.

At this moment, the outside of the castle was unbelievably quiet, as if one could hear the occasional crackling sound of the candle wick in the addict's hand.

"They're not going to allow Downtown to stop being 'Downtown.'

"Not only that, but they will use various means to weaken the will of the poor to progress..."

Pan, who had been eloquently, suddenly stopped talking.

His ugly eyes widened, goat-like pupils filled with terror.

He stared at the sky behind Xiao En and the others.

Moonlight looked back—there was nothing but the dark night sky.

But Pan clearly sees something...

That thing seemed to be reflected on his retina, reminding him not to get carried away.

It was a deer whose face was hidden in the darkness.

"The black stag...the messenger of spring..."

Pan swallowed to moisten his parched throat.

Only then did Sean realize that Midnight Paradise was not just a product of Peter Pan's willfulness.

Someone higher up took advantage of the poor wandering god, making him a shepherd for the "poor folk" of the lower town.

Make sure that these people, their overall enterprise becomes lukewarm, and their longing for the future remains numb...

And it can keep the bottom population at a considerable base forever.

Acting as the "nourishment" of the rich can also compare their superior life...

So, they didn't allow Wordsworth to succeed.

Once a successful Wordsworth appears, it will be difficult to appease the hearts of the children and change the hearts of the downtown area by various means.

They used their abilities to weld the way out of the people in the lower city to death with their "birth".

No wonder... Sean frowned: After hearing that he was following up on the Midnight Paradise incident, even that Arthur Merlin fell silent for a moment.

Here, it is just a corner of a huge dark order that covers the entire Newlander.

And the seemingly terrifying Pan...

It's just a **** on the chessboard.

A bird's-eye view of the entire chessboard, every life in it, Wordsworth, Peter Barry, Mrs. Dominique, and even Sean himself...

All are too small to be recognized on the chessboard.

Sean knew that if he was just an outsider in this chess game before, then what he will do next will definitely make him a participant.

"Pan." His calm voice seemed to finally attract the faun who was scared out of his wits by something he couldn't see.

Sean's voice is no longer cold, and even seems to have some sympathy: "Pan...

"The reason why you said this is because you were influenced by Peter Barry's soul, and you want to end all of this."

A demigod from medieval legends stared at Sean with wide eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the lingering fear just now, or because I was shocked by Xiao En's insight...

"You find that the companionship and happiness you have gained as a 'shepherd' in the lower city for more than ten years is so empty and hypocritical.

"You want to end this drudgery~lightnovelpub.net~ Pan didn't say a word, he seemed to have forgotten, or he didn't know how to refute.

I will help you out of this game...

Sean narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

As for being completely forgotten by people, and ending that seemingly eternal pain someday in the future...

After this time, you can only rely on yourself.

Don't roar in the dark anymore, don't wallow in the glory of the past...

Accept everything, even a thousand years of loneliness.

Then, the passage of time will give you eternal comfort.

"Wandering **** who lost his way, please sleep deeply."

Sean raised his gun.