The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them - Chapter 126.1

The interrogation report of the fanatics was completed.

Those influenced by the Church of Light officials who attempted to assassinate Su Li were, true to their title, no different from crazed believers.

The information obtained from the interrogator was pitifully limited, only revealing other residents in the city who planned to take action but weren’t collaborating with the previous white-robed figures.

Simply put, the only information they could extract was ordinary intelligence from the same level of hierarchy.

It was just like how Diz could only indicate to Su Li that he was in danger, knowing some people were specifically targeting the so-called prophet, yet not knowing exactly who was creating danger for Su Li behind the scenes.

Eliminating the source of danger was always better than solving it from the bottom up. Moreover, those crazed fanatics, once free from their state of madness, were still ordinary residents of the Mercenary City.

They could even contribute to the city’s economic development.

After all, wealth in circulation always generated more value than when it remained stationary.

When Euphia brought this interrogation report concerning Su Li’s safety to the small building, she also told Su Li, “Although I know what those people did was wrong, I still can’t take action against them before they commit evil deeds.”

“All I can do is dispatch mercenaries to monitor them, preventing them from secretly doing something terrible that would lead to irreversible consequences.”

Euphia felt very guilty as she said this.

Because she knew Su Li would definitely understand and even comfort her about it.

But the more she thought about it, the more somber she felt.

Sure enough, Su Li, holding the report and flipping through it, told her, “You did very well. This is the right approach.”

“If you were the type of person who would eliminate people in the cradle just because they intended to do something bad to me… I guess we wouldn’t have established a landlord-tenant relationship from the beginning.”

Su Li’s initial acceptance of Euphia wasn’t just about taking advantage.

Of course, the villa rental price of one silver coin per month was still something he wouldn’t give up.

However, the initial impression Euphia left on him—equivalent to a Fortune 500 company heir who was willing to serve as a receptionist in her own company—had made a deep enough impression on him.

Euphia had never held herself in high regard because she was the next heir to the Mercenary Alliance.

On the contrary, she had made too many efforts to realize her immature reform plan.

Seeing Su Li look up at her, Euphia returned his gaze and detected a hint of unmistakable approval in those green eyes.

Euphia suddenly couldn’t help but criticize herself internally for having something in common with that idiot Egbert.

After all, that person would become absurdly happy, more exuberant than New Year’s celebrations, whenever he received any approval from Su Li.

Euphia coughed once, suppressing the excitement in her heart, and continued, “Although I’m happy you would say that, I haven’t made any real changes to the current situation. All I can do is maintain the status quo, just preventing things from getting worse.”

Of course, Euphia could also choose to interrogate those fanatics who hadn’t committed any actual misdeeds. But setting aside whether this action would be correct or not, the captive left for interrogation had already indirectly indicated that people of the same category inevitably couldn’t know more.

At least Diz, who was at the top level from a certain perspective, remained at a loss regarding this chaotic situation.

Su Li observed Euphia’s expression and suddenly became interested.

“So you want to get a better solution from me?”

Euphia nodded decisively. “Definitely.”

“I think someone who knows the correct answer is right in front of them, even if they can restrain the mentality of wanting to take shortcuts, would certainly be unable to control wondering how different the correct answer is from their own actions.”

“I understand, it’s like a student doing workbook exercises, knowing the answer key is in the last few pages,” Su Li nodded calmly.

Euphia couldn’t help but nod along. After doing so, she awkwardly touched her nose, feeling a bit foolish.

Perhaps it wasn’t just that.

The calm youth sitting on the sofa was different from yesterday’s New Year’s Eve, when he had shown a moment of confliction.

Su Li now sat on the sofa with his back straight, his naturally placed long and straight legs, and his hands casually resting on his legs, astonishingly white.

But what was most impossible to ignore was his face, which had gradually become more defined. And those emerald green eyes that inevitably drew one’s attention.

Very bright, yet not so intense that one felt compelled to avoid his gaze.

On the contrary, Euphia even felt herself gradually aligning with Egbert.

She hoped to see more than one instance of approval for her in those eyes.

But…

The little person in Euphia’s heart still firmly insisted that she was absolutely different from Egbert.

Absolutely!

Setting aside that unique change because Su Li had loosened something, seen through something, and calmly accepted something, Euphia felt she still needed to explain her behavior.

“Making this solution that prevents the situation from getting worse is the limit of what I can do. I believe that rather than wasting a lot of time thinking about what the truly correct answer is, it’s better to ask you directly.”

“This can save me a lot of time, and the time saved can allow me to think more seriously about what differences in perspective exist between the correct answer you provide and the solution I came up with.”

Su Li nodded again and got straight to the point, telling Euphia, “The point about the current situation not getting worse can also be answered differently from another perspective.”

“For example, if the current situation changes, consider the possible impacts of the change, beyond just making things worse.”

“You need to take this into account.”

“As an example, suppose those people who haven’t attempted to assassinate me before, after learning that the would-be assassins failed, not only is there a survivor, but the survivor might have exposed their existence. What would they do?”

Euphia responded decisively, “They would likely kill to silence witnesses!”

Su Li was left speechless by this answer given without any hesitation.

Euphia blinked. “Is something wrong?”

Su Li: “…I meant other possibilities besides killing to silence witnesses.”

Euphia suddenly hesitated. “Give up on assassination, or actively explore what the prophet has done that requires assassination? Understanding the reason before acting would certainly be much better than being driven by passion.”

Su Li nodded and continued, “Not just that, when they actively try to explore what my existence means, they inevitably won’t choose to explore issues related to me from my perspective.”

“At least on the surface, we’re still in an adversarial relationship. So they would only choose to seek out those who suggested they assassinate me.”

Euphia had a sudden realization. “In doing so, the mastermind behind the scenes would naturally reveal themselves.”

After a moment, she asked, “Then wouldn’t the mercenaries I sent to monitor them scare them off?”

“You might reconsider whether those who want to understand my existence would still actively try to learn about me, knowing they’re being monitored.”

“As for now…” Su Li looked toward Cyril, who was coming down from upstairs.

The dragon youth blinked innocently and said to Euphia, who was looking at him with displeasure, “Please don’t look at me like that, Big Sister Euphia. Actually, I don’t mind, or rather quite look forward to, Dean Asa giving students three days off per week.”

Especially when the Holy Son army was practically beating him up every day.

At this point, the training methods provided by the instructors in the underachieving class couldn’t be called useless, but compared to actual combat, they were vastly inferior.

Not worthless, but no longer a necessity for Cyril as they had been during his days as a beggar.

Qi, who lived on the first floor and had just opened his door, said, “…Although expressing eagerness to be beaten one-sidedly with words might seem abnormal, the fact is, comparing the daily routine of schooling, which could be called rest, with the effect of being beaten—no, with being trained by everyone, the latter definitely has higher quality.”

Euphia maintained an expressionless face. “After I finish this morning’s task, I need to return to the Mercenary Alliance headquarters to handle official business, so I can only let my father communicate with Dean Asa about daily matters afterward. Of course, I definitely won’t forget the key point of communication.”

“That is, you believe attending Asa Academy is equivalent to a restful daily routine.”

Su Li drew in a sharp breath. “No, that’s just what the two of them think.”

The great wizard always loved idling away his days, always believing that work where you couldn’t slack off was dog shit.

Euphia revealed a devilish smile.

Both Cyril and Qi gave the elementless Su Li an innocent sweet smile.

Su Li silently complained that yesterday truly must have been some special day that divided everything into two stages.

At the kitchen doorway, Lan Zhe bent his waist, half exposing his upper body, holding a spatula in one hand and a pot in the other, saying to the three children preparing to leave. “At least Su Li needs to drink some moo moo beast milk.”

Su Li expressionlessly accepted the thermos milk bottle that Egbert threw to him, which Euphia had made using a low-temperature fire stone.

“Sorry for being the shortest person in this house.”

Cyril pushed open the large door of the small building with his back, facing Su Li and saying, “I thought the key point of Lan Zhe’s words was that Qi and I don’t matter at all.”

Qi tilted his head and smiled. “Thanks, I don’t want to be specifically focused on by the Dark Holy Son, I just want to be always considered irrelevant by him.”

“And regarding the course of getting stronger through beatings during guidance, I look forward to the effect of getting stronger after being beaten, not actually being beaten, and I don’t want to be considered a true pervert.”

“I thought you didn’t know that what you just said sounds perverted from all angles,” Cyril said after both had walked out the door, turning around to let the door naturally close behind them.

“That kind of talk can only be brought up after leaving home,” Qi pointed at the panda eye around his left eye socket.

This was a mark “accidentally” punched out by Egbert when instructing his movements.

The former Son of Light didn’t want to see more and more people in this home at all. vibrating voice.jpg

So even for key words like “pervert,” even the not-weak-in-strength Roy would deliberately blur it into “sick,” rather than bringing it up directly and casually.

After all, the former Son of Light…

He really would hit people!

Egbert was tragically maligned.

****

Later, when her subordinates informed her that those previously monitored would-be assassins of Su Li had not only actively told the monitoring mercenaries that they would rely on themselves to understand and learn what the prophet had actually done, Euphia was completely dumbfounded.

Could self-exposure really be trusted?

Euphia initially thought this way.

It’s not just her who would doubt the truth of the matter; anyone in her position might question the authenticity.

Euphia couldn’t imagine the reason for their self-exposure.

When she brought this question to the small building, Mavis, also a woman, answered, “If I were in a precarious position where I could be killed at any time but hadn’t been, I would definitely have a restless idea of wanting to turn the situation around.”

“If individual strength can’t break the impasse, then one can only think about the reasons that formed this situation.”

Mavis found it relatively easy to understand these would-be assassins who actively disclosed what they were going to do.

Because she had done the same.

When she was sent to infiltrate the Dark Church as an undercover agent, Mavis immediately revealed her identity as a spy to the Dark Pope on the first day.

The reason was simple: on her own, she couldn’t change the situation at that time.

Since she could neither escape control nor truly go undercover while walking on thin ice, the act of self-exposure could at least gain a slight advantage, securing some favor from the Dark Pope to prevent herself from falling into a desperate situation.

Compared to the would-be assassins, Mavis’s situation then was a bit more serious. Because she didn’t know what kind of person the Dark Pope was, nor did she have any way to learn about him.

But now these would-be assassins, who actively informed Euphia’s mercenaries about what they planned to do, possessed a more clever reverse proof.

“Being able to be killed at any time means they could die at any moment. But when mercenaries appeared as monitors, it meant the concept of ‘at any time’ was directly changed, also meaning the risk of death was no longer like a guillotine suspended above their heads.”

“You, including the prophet behind you, that is, Su Li—your methods of handling matters and behavior patterns all prove that you don’t believe death is the best way to resolve issues.”

“So the question arises, what do the people who suggested assassinating Su Li represent?”

Euphia asked blankly, “Represent what?”

Mavis laughed heartily, drawing Euphia into her embrace. After taking a swig of wine, with her mouth full of alcohol, she spoke in a voice that, contrary to the warmth of the wine, was icy cold. “You don’t need to think about what they represent.”

“What you need to think about is how people who want to know what they represent would act.”

“Remember, you are the heir to the Mercenary Alliance, the next Mercenary Alliance Guild Master. Decision-makers need to consider things more long-term. I guess Su Li must have hinted at this to you.”

Euphia pushed Mavis away when she was about to spray alcohol breath in her face again.

She pondered. “So the current situation is that after those people told us what they were doing, it indicates their stance is more aligned with ours?”

“There’s more,” Mavis stretched her mouth in a hearty smile.

“More…?”

Euphia began to deliberate.

She spent a time neither long nor short coming up with the answer.

“Additionally, those people are prepared to bring the answers they get from the mastermind to confront us directly. Similarly, their self-exposure means that despite knowing they’re being monitored, they still want to bring those monitoring them to question the mastermind, which means they must bear the possibility of being silenced by the mastermind.”

“So the mercenaries monitoring them also need to be prepared to protect them, because they are still…”

“Residents of the Mercenary City,” Euphia said with a serious tone and sharp gaze.

“All correct.” Mavis applauded enthusiastically.

But Euphia didn’t feel happy about this.

“I don’t want to think that Su Li had already anticipated the current situation after hearing just the first part of what I said this morning.”

Mavis told her, “Do you think the reason he didn’t finish his unspoken words was just because he was in a hurry to go to school?”

“You know, we all know that Cyril and Qi are being trained by us personally, and Dean Asa knows this too, right? Besides, Su Li, with zero elemental affinity, doesn’t really matter whether he attends school or not.”

“So what you need to consider now is whether Su Li anticipated your current reaction after you figured this out.”

Euphia was unusually speechless.

After a good while, she finally said, “It’s my fault for overthinking.”

However, her overthinking wasn’t about Su Li seeing through everything yet not explaining it to her.

Euphia was troubled by why she couldn’t anticipate this in advance.

If she had anticipated this, it would mean she knew her answer wasn’t just adequate, but optimal.

But she hadn’t.

A person who can only see the surface cannot remain calm in crisis or adapt to situations on the spot.

This was obviously not good for an heir. Although Euphia’s strength was enough to secure her position in the Mercenary Alliance.

But after ceasing to overthink, Euphia could also learn by analogy.

For instance, why could Mavis see through it when she couldn’t?

When this question appeared in her mind, the answer was already quite clear.

Mavis could understand because she had experienced similar things.

Mavis could react instantly because those experiences had left a deep enough impression in her heart. So when encountering similar situations, it was as if her reflex nerves were triggered, immediately perceiving the truth of the matter.

That was indeed the case.

“Throughout history, there is nothing new under the sun.”

A series of profound statements occasionally made by Su Li were all recorded in the book “No One Understands Lord Su Li Better Than Me,” as judged by Egbert.

However, unlike previous occasions where he would immediately write down everything, causing various embarrassing scenes, the current Egbert was like someone who had learned the memory palace technique.

He would memorize all of Su Li’s words, categorize and store them in his heart, until he could be alone and fill his notebook with them.

Euphia suddenly shuddered and said seriously to Mavis, “I hope you can always maintain a strength nearly equal to Egbert’s, or even be able to beat him down a couple of times when you erupt.”

Mavis: ???

Egbert: ???

Egbert was speechless. “How did you end up thinking about me?”

The former Son of Light, when not being dragged into conversations, spent most of his time training in the small building.

Earlier, when Euphia asked her question, Egbert, seeing that Mavis wanted to answer, had consciously kept quiet.

But why was he still strongly mentioned despite keeping quiet?

Euphia smiled. “That’s a secret. A smart woman’s way of thinking can never be understood by fools. If you understood it, I might be so upset that I’d collapse in tears on Su Li’s lap.”

A vein throbbed on Egbert’s forehead. “Let’s have a fight, at the old place outside Sadina City.” He had never cried while lying on Lord Su Li’s lap!

Of course, Egbert believed he would never do such an embarrassing thing; he would only lie on Lord Su Li’s lap…

And smile stupidly.

“You look very idle right now.”

Euphia waved her hand and said oddly. “As expected of a man with poor eyesight. I’m not like you, a fool who can’t even walk without Su Li. I will only integrate and put into practice everything after understanding Su Li’s teachings.”

For example, after exposing the person behind the scenes, beat them up first.

Unrelated to venting, unrelated.

Euphia finally stated in her heart: Wanting to hit those people who stirred up trouble in the dark was just for venting.

An excellent woman didn’t need to attach grandiose reasons to all her actions; anyone who dared to question needed to think about…

What right do you have to question?

Egbert, made very unhappy by her gaze…

Was just angry.

****

That day, before going to handle matters related to the Church of Light personnel, Euphia did not forget to tell the people in the small building about her thoughts.

Mavis could understand because she had experienced it.

Then if Su Li could understand, did that mean Su Li had experienced it too?