This Overlord Doesn't Care About Anything Book 1: Chapter 20: You Are Worthy, You Are Not

Facing Felitas shocked expression, I proudly raised my chest.

I didnt think that it was anything to be ashad of, but rather thought that it was sothing to be proud of, so I felt very comfortable.

I earnestly told her my analysis:

When Pierce first told that everything would be over once and for all after handing you over, I acquiesced to his way of doing things because I didnt know you or him that well. All I wanted to do at the ti was to live a happy, simple life. But when I discovered that handing you over wouldnt bring peace and that keeping you here would be the better choice, I quickly ran over to save you. Sorry, Im just a realist. If you decide to stay, then you will be the dog Ill be raising. I dont care if youre half-demon, heck, I wouldnt care even if you were a full-on Demon..

Felita fixed her gaze on and I looked back at her with a clear conscience.

A short mont later, Felita whispered:

The masses dont accept , so much so that they wouldrebel against you, the City Lord. Youre a newcor

This ti, Aleya opened her mouth.

She calmly gripped the sword by her waist.

It doesnt matter. As long as young master says the word, there will only be one voice in the future of West-Resisting City.

I ran my hand through my hair and helplessly said:

Its not that exaggerated. But it also isnt that troubleso to solve this issue. Didnt your grandfather tell you to protect humanity in the past? Actually, humans can be separated into two groups: those worth protecting and those not worth protecting. Youve also more or less experienced that for yourself, yes? But it was impossible for you to do it, and because it was impossible for you to do it, it beca the reason why you started harboring a wish for deaththis is a most stupid way of thinking.

Felita fell silent.

I leaned back on the chair and waited in silence.

Look at , steady like an old dog, but panicking like hell in my heart.

I wanted to say sothing dashing to keep up appearances, but I was afraid Felita wouldnt buy it.

If she still wanted to feed herself to the Demons even after thinking for a long ti, there was nothing I could do about it. The only thing that would happen is that my life from now on would just be a little troubleso. Such a precious talented sorcerer, a sorcerer that even inherited the blood of the Demon Race, there was probably only one such person in the world. I didnt know what kind of dog **** I stepped on to receive this kind of luck, but I did know that trying to recruit another similar sorcerer would be even harder than reaching the sky.

At the very least, it was impossible for my dad to gather such a resource.

Moreover, it was very likely for a half-demon to break past the limits of humanity. Having Demon Race blood ant that there was an all-new possibility.

Silence.

Silence.

Silence for a long ti.

Finally, Felita lifted her head and quietly replied:

Sorry.

Sadness!!

I was rejected!! My heart hurts!!

I didnt expect that at this ti, she would continue on:

I still have a request, a very small request. So long as youre able to achieve it, then from today onwards, Ill be yourlowly begging dog.

Ahh??

What is this, a twisting and turning mountain road??

The abrupt turn nearly pulled my waist, alright??

Cant you say it all at once? Did you want to let down before giving a pleasant surprise? Consider how my heart will feel before doing it please.

Wait-wait-wait a mont, calm down, maintaining my elegant deanor is the most important thing right now.

I slowly asked:

What do you want?

Felita took a deep breath, then placed her fair hand on her ample chest and firmly said:

Please dont kill anyone. I wish for the people in West-Resisting City to live as long as possible, no matter who it is.

I lifted my head and questioned:

Even though they once did such things to you?

Felita nodded in response. She was clenching her fingers so tightly that they were turning white at the joints as she forced a smile:

It doesnt matter.

I stood up and stared at the ceiling. After deeply pondering, I gave her my answer:

Your request, I accept. When youve sorted out everything, rember to honor your commitnt.

Felitas lips shivered as she expressed agreent.

I turned and moved towards the door as I simultaneously called:

Lets go, Aleya.

Aleya followed out without a word.

After I closed the door, I stood in front of it for a short mont.

A soft murmur ca from inside the room:

Its all righteverythings fine

Trembling words, said as if to convince herself as she softly sobbed. She probably had to muster everything in her to put forth this request. In her heart, those selfish people, those jealous people, and those people who wouldnt hesitate to kill others for their own benefits ought to receive punishnt. But in the end, she still spoke such words to because she wanted to carry out the old mans last wishes.

I turned to look at Aleya and Aleya also turned to look at .

When our eyes t, I asked:

What do you think? Should we let those people live?

Aleya calmly replied:

Young masters wish is my command.

I chuckled and as I was doing so, the corner of my lips gradually started dropping.

I felt my voice turn a bit chilly.

Living, are they worthy of it?