LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

"Everyone...is extraordinary?" Silas couldn't believe it.

He couldn't understand.

"You'll know just by looking at it." Sona smiled and looked at the mages present, those who had higher understanding and had accepted Janna's thoughts to a certain extent and developed preliminary beliefs.

"You can try praying to the goddess Janna and seek strength from her."

She guides everyone in this way.

The mages tried in confusion, calling the name of the goddess in their hearts, and then:

"Wind! This, this is the power of the wind element! How is it possible?!"

The air flow surrounded those mages.

None of them were magicians of the wind element, but they used the magic of the wind element at this time.

"This is the power of the goddess." Sona used this scene to let everyone understand: "As long as you have faith, the goddess will give you her divine power without hesitation."

"That's why I said, everyone can be a mage."

Everyone is a mage, so there is no essential difference between a mage and a mortal. The so-called racial conflicts no longer exist at all.

After all, race is just a form of identity.

But Sona directly erased the feature they used to distinguish their identities, digging up the roots of the mage racial dominance that Silas insisted on.

"This..." Silas couldn't accept it for a moment.

"No, no..." He instinctively wanted to retort: ​​"Those mortals just borrowed a little bit of the goddess's power... He, they are not even mages!"

"Oh?" Sona frowned displeased: "You mean, if you are not born with magic, you can't be a mage? If you have weak magic, you can't be a mage?"

"Among mages, there should be a distinction between high and low, right?"

"Only natural and powerful mages are your compatriots?"

Silas: "..."

He was completely speechless now.

Because in the traditional definition of a mage, regardless of whether it is innate or acquired, or with the help of some external force, as long as someone can do magic, they are a mage.

If he wanted to deny Sona's theory, he would have to redefine the concept of a mage.

But in this way, he actually expelled some people from the "devil membership". His racially dominant statement that "all mages are compatriots" seems very ridiculous.

"I..." Silas froze there in embarrassment.

"Mr. Silas." Sona said to him again: "I know that you still can't get out of the shadow of the past, and you can't accept the thoughts of the leader for a while."

"But I am willing to give you time to think slowly. Maybe you will wake up."

"..." Silas was silent for a long time.

Finally, he opened the "Jana" in his hand again.

.....................

A few more days passed.

During these few days, the mages received military training from the Crownguard family during the day and studied Janna's thoughts with Sona at night.

The good news is that now even Silas, the most devilish among them, has reluctantly accepted Janna's ideas.

But the bad news is, this only gave Sona an even bigger headache.

Because when a demonic person accepts Janna's thoughts but does not change his extreme personality...then his understanding of Janna's thoughts is likely to have very extreme deviations.

For example, Sona advocated a radical line of struggle against the Demacian nobles.

But Silas felt that this line was not radical enough.

"Unity? What do you mean?"

"Forget uniting the civilians, why do even Demacia's officers, generals, and even nobles need to unite?"

"I think we should eliminate all the nobles of Demacia, as well as the officers and generals who serve as lackeys for these nobles!"

This army of mage prisoners will soon leave Demacia, go to Zaun through the Hex Flying Gate, and complete the rendezvous with Zaun's friendly forces.

Silas's idea is that as soon as the army leaves Demacia, he will wait for an opportunity to launch a mage riot and wipe out Lux and the knights of the Crown Guard family, including the soldiers under their command.

So, he got into an argument with Sona.

Silas believes that the Demacian nobles and their men are enemies, and no one should be spared when facing the enemy.

Sona believes: "Whether it's an officer or a noble, there are people among them who sympathize with the struggle and are worthy of transformation."

"Indiscriminately destroy everyone as an enemy, even the lowest-level soldiers...Aren't you pushing all the friends you can win over to the enemy?"

"So what?" Silas said: "Since the goddess is on our side, we are invincible. No matter how many enemies we have, they are just ants destined to perish."

"And those nobles and their hawks and lackeys... how can people like them change? If we want to get a clean new world, then we should kill all these insects!"

Sona: "Ah this..."

Silas's extreme hatred of Demacia was apparently not alleviated by his understanding of Janna's thoughts.

Now he doesn't engage in racial discrimination and is willing to treat mortals as friends.

But his extreme racial hatred turned into extreme class hatred.

Silas not only wants to kill the nobles, but also those who serve the nobles, from officers to soldiers, no one will be spared.

"Alas." She could no longer communicate with this crazy man.

"But, Silas." There was no other way, Sona could only say helplessly: "Have you forgotten? I am also a noble!"

"Doesn't my existence prove that even among the most reactionary and decadent aristocracy, there are still people who can be fought for and reformed?"

Speaking of this, Sona suddenly remembered the time when she was studying theory with Levi and Seraphine.

It turns out that the problem she is encountering now has been encountered by the leader before:

When Leader was first founded, the Zaun people in the organization also generally liked to talk about their origins and status. They only trust the so-called "own people" and regard everyone in Pi City as objects that need to be vigilant, or even enemies that must be eliminated.

Now, Silas has undoubtedly carried forward this tradition, and even carried it to an even more extreme level:

"Miss Sona, you are indeed a noble."

"But you are only the adopted daughter of the Bouvier family, and you have no legal inheritance rights. So..."

"So what?!" Sona widened her eyes in annoyance: "Do you think I betrayed my origin and threw myself into the wind of change because I couldn't get any benefits from the family?"

Silas shrugged noncommittally: "No. I just said that you are just a special case among the nobles that cannot be copied."

"..." Sona was speechless.

It wasn't that she had nothing to say, but she just didn't know what to say to convince this crazy guy.

This guy had a dispute with Janna before he accepted her ideas, and even after he accepted her ideas, he was still able to create a line conflict.

Sigh...this propaganda work is really difficult to do.

Miss Sona is a bit autistic.

So Silas became even more enthusiastic: "Look, Sona. Can you find another person like you among the nobles of Demacia?"

"Well..." In fact, she can really do it. But it’s not convenient to say right now.

However, Silas mentioned that person for her: "Sona, you can't even win over your so-called best friend, Laxana Crownguard. Why do you say that there is still one among our enemies? Is there anyone worth fighting for and uniting with?”

"Uh..." Sona hesitated.

"Actually, Lux..."

"She is a devil!" Silas said excitedly: "The existence of this woman is the best proof! She proves that the nobles are a bunch of innate and hopeless bad guys."

"Even a 13-year-old child can feed a living person to her pets without hesitation - this is the nobles of Demacia! They all deserve to be killed!"

Sona: "..."

She was silent for a moment, and finally said with a strange expression:

"Okay, Mr. Silas."

"I agree with your plan to eliminate Lux..."