The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 110

Su Li: ………………

“Do you really think it’s necessary to ask me this question?” Su Li frowned. He couldn’t understand Willard’s thought process. “You’re already planning to kill your father, yet you’re still asking me this kind of question?”

Willard responded sincerely, “Because I currently can’t determine whether the value of Meredith’s death is greater than the value of his survival.”

From Willard’s perspective, everything happening now was like looking at flowers through fog.

Unclear.

Moreover, the reason Ophelia posed a threat before was because she held “Xiao Zuo” and could use this to threaten the king.

When Willard learned that the news released by Ophelia indicated that Xiao Zuo was not only a person but also the Pope’s son, sharing the same mother but different father with Ophelia, Willard found it difficult to determine if the king’s affection that Ophelia previously relied on still held any value.

—— Could a child born to a woman who cuckolded her husband possibly be the result of yet another infidelity?

Willard didn’t believe this affection could continue.

Most importantly, both father and daughter were now prisoners.

Qi’s mother believed that whether these two people lived or died was unimportant.

The Pope was dead, and Ophelia’s true identity—Qi’s mother, the Queen—had long anticipated this.

With the Pope dead, the Church of Light would inevitably fall into a period of internal struggle over the succession of the new Pope.

Regardless of how likely it was for Diz to take the position, as long as Qi’s mother maintained her status as Queen, she could completely use this position to support the next Pope in the name of marriage alliance, and thereby gain reverse support for Qi.

As for whether the King would definitely pass the position to Qi?

Given the current situation, this was no longer a choice but an inevitability.

A Grand Princess whose paternity was uncertain and who was originally not considered worthy of inheritance.

And the other one, Willard, a former false heir who was clearly being used as a tool.

Even if there were other princes and princesses, they were either too young or lacked powerful family support.

Moreover, even Willard’s maternal grandfather’s family, which held the position of Grand Justice, still made their grandson a tool.

The Queen had already established an undefeatable position. Therefore, when Willard asked how to handle the King and Ophelia, the Queen directly passed this decision to him.

Willard instinctively felt something was wrong, but his intelligence couldn’t keep up, so he promptly sent a message to the inn and invited Su Li to the palace.

The current issue was that the false father-daughter pair, Ophelia and Meredith, were in a delicate position of being controlled and without absolute value to escape that control.

Su Li’s presence would, to a certain extent, determine whether they could continue to survive.

But Su Li was confused. “Why do you think my opinion is important enough to decide whether they live or die?”

“Because in my view, what you want is to become the power behind the throne of the new king,” Willard stated matter-of-factly.

“If Ophelia taking the throne has greater value to you than Qi taking the throne, then she deserves to live. Conversely, my father Meredith is also part of this ranking.”

“For the new king, the death of someone of equal rank would certainly be more convenient. And for you, the death of a valueless person who can’t take the throne would avoid unnecessary trouble.”

Su Li: ………………?

Does this make sense?

The important thing was no longer the value ranking of these three people, but rather:

“…From what perspective did you conclude that I want to be the power behind the new king?”

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Willard declared confidently, “Otherwise, why would you keep Qi by your side to teach him, reach an agreement with Ophelia, and moreover, ensure that Meredith still has value to remain alive?”

Su Li was stunned and asked, “How do you know all this?”

“The Queen told me.”

“She wouldn’t lie to me because the Grand Justice has absolute control over judicial matters in this country. The negative impact of deceiving me would far outweigh any benefits for her,” Willard said proudly.

“Even if part of what she said aligns with facts, it can’t possibly be the same as your understanding,” Su Li gestured.

Su Li wasn’t particularly surprised that the Queen knew about these matters.

Speed is crucial in warfare. No matter how quickly things happened, it wouldn’t be too difficult for the Queen to deduce the process from the results of events that occurred within the palace.

“Then let me ask you,” Willard said seriously, “whoever sits on the throne next must have special value to you, correct?”

“…That’s not wrong,” Su Li wouldn’t continue to let people in this country remain in the dark.

Cooperation with the King was inevitable.

He couldn’t accept humans living at the bottom level among the large groups of intelligent life.

Even if not at the pinnacle, they absolutely could not be at the bottom.

“That’s right!” Willard clapped his hands.

He decisively said, “So I believe there is nothing wrong with my assumption that you want to be the power behind the king.”

“Furthermore, there’s nothing questionable about my inquiry.”

“The current situation remains a comparison of the value of Meredith and Ophelia’s death versus their survival.”

Su Li looked at Willard with an expression of speechlessness.

For the first time, he discovered that in this other world, there existed people with such absurd thinking that somehow sounded reasonable at first hearing.

Damn.

Could it be that for aristocrats, he really did want to become the power behind the king?

If this is how they understand the concept…

Su Li vigorously shook his head, pulling his thoughts back from the uncontrollable slide toward the abyss.

He said diplomatically, “Since the Queen has handed you the question of whether the King and Grand Princess should live or die, what you should do is not ask me for the answer but think for yourself.”

Su Li felt that although this passing of responsibility was unethical, given that it worked, he quietly added a word of encouragement.

“When facing difficulties, the person confronting them should think about solving the problem and the greater problems behind it, rather than passing the problem to others.”

Willard showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

He seemed to understand, yet not completely.

But Su Li, having passed the buck back, didn’t want to see him anymore at this point.

Otherwise, Su Li himself would start to uncontrollably wonder if he really did want to be that so-called power behind the throne.

His mind was in chaos.

But before Willard could react, Su Li swiftly left the palace with Lan Zhe.

Lan Zhe also showed a thoughtful expression.

He was pondering Su Li’s words.

Whether it was an act of passing the buck, Lan Zhe couldn’t determine, but he only felt the profound philosophy contained in those words.

For instance, the greater problems behind the immediate problems.

The immediate problem was whether to let the false father-daughter pair live or die, but what was the problem represented behind their life or death?

If Ophelia lived, she would certainly target Qi and the King, but given that her thinking could mostly keep up with Su Li’s, the greatest possible value of her survival would be to do things Su Li couldn’t do alone when he was spread too thin.

Complete zero element affinity versus mediocre talent—though seemingly not very different at first glance, the essence remained the dual distance of time and space.

This might be the value of Ophelia’s survival.

And the value of Ophelia’s death would mean the complete elimination of any possibility that she might target Su Li, Qi, and the King in the future.

There were both advantages and disadvantages to Meredith remaining in his position. The advantage was that Willard had poisoned him, Mavis had stabbed him, and under these circumstances, even if the Pope forcibly made him clear-headed, given the Pope’s lack of effort, he probably wouldn’t live much longer.

Afterward, as he lay dying, no matter to whom he passed the throne, that person would legitimately succeed, thus avoiding derivative troubles from the Inner City nobles. When this part of the trouble was isolated, the new king could serve Su Li to the fullest extent possible.

And if he died on the spot, although it would be a bit troublesome for the heir, this period of trouble would also perfectly allow them, the people from the Mercenary City, to present the known intelligence to the people of that city that was so at odds with this world.

There were both advantages and disadvantages.

And no matter who sat on that position, one point couldn’t be denied: whoever sat there would inevitably be constrained by Su Li.

The Mercenary City was a formidable force, with the former Son of Light, the current Son of Light, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Dark Church, and Dean Asa who had established academies in cities other than within the Mercenary City.

How to put it…

Lan Zhe suddenly also vaguely felt that Su Li wanted to become that whatever power behind the throne.

Because no matter who sat in the position, they would inevitably have to cooperate with Su Li.

Moreover, the Church, before confirming the new Pope, would not easily choose to expend manpower and resources to attack Sadina City.

And this subtle position of being undefeatable no matter what one did was indeed guided by Su Li’s wisdom alone.

—— It was really hard to believe that Su Li’s initial goal was simply to retire peacefully.

Lan Zhe followed Su Li back to the inn in a daze, and upon entering, saw Egbert who probably hadn’t slept well and seemed somewhat absent-minded.

The former Son of Light’s movements as he ate with a spoon appeared extremely stiff and wooden, which made Lan Zhe immediately blurt out, “You just know how to eat, at least look at what’s happening.”

Egbert: ???

So what exactly had happened?

Su Li went upstairs to catch up on sleep, while the others were smeared with various pieces of information from Lan Zhe’s associations.

Egbert’s first thought was, “Impossible, no one understands Lord Su Li better than I do. His actions clearly show he only wants to make this world better, but never believes he needs to gain anything from it. Judging by his smile, Lord Su Li is happiest only when staying in that red brick house in the Mercenary City.”

Mavis frowned directly. “But you’re overlooking one thing, which is the benefits that becoming a reality from a false appearance could bring to Su Li.”

“You know, a truly good person, in the eyes of the incompetent, will only be seen as a sucker and a fool.”

Roy gestured with difficulty, “Mavis, you’re wrong. That guy Eg has long been prepared to let the little master get what he deserves.”

The Raven said, “So, has Godfrey’s grave already been dug up?”