Chapter 819 Similar Scrip (1/2)

Naturally, Joshua would definitely not be amongst the Legendary champions who would be in charge of handling the conflicts.

He only had one solution for internal affairs: kill anyone who was being a bother. Like how the cultists had wreaked havoc and the Pentashade dragons conspired before, he would be all too happy to simply run off and handle those provocateurs physically, with the problems naturally resolved after those bastards were dealt with.

As for internal affairs… being a pure fighter without any management skill, there would be no use in forcing himself to participate. Joshua believed that it would be enough for him to simply inform the other Legends that the 'present unrest could be the omen of an unknown Evil God's appearance' since that was his responsibility—any reassuring and negotiation was not his work.

Still, he could at most help build some houses for the citizens of the Far South and handle the more heavily contaminated regions in the Eastern Plains, although such assistance should be limited. Even if he could build cities and clear any pollution, it meant less since it was a problem that Mycroft, a civilization of Extraordinary individuals could handle. To have a Legendary champion, an individual that was essentially an outlier to tidy up the mess, the civilization's development would be misshapen and not last long.

Champions could reverse fate and escape death, and such individuals certainly could guide civilizations forward. However, to put everything entirely in their hands meant being a parasite that latched on upon them.

Joshua could help Israel and Nostradamus directly build a production line of colossal Void warships while also establishing an industrial base in the East Barnett Highlands—but the Empire had the technology in the first place, and he only helped to accelerate the process.

If he really ran off to help the Far Southern Kingdom establish basic infrastructure, decontaminate the Eastern Plains and forcefully resolve the conflict between nobles and citizens in the Northern Empire, it was no longer a matter of acceleration.

In fact, it was the very definition of spoiling things through enthusiasm and avoidance of minimal risks.

He would not do that.

Joshua was aware that his aid would never help to handle the root of any issues. The Far Southern Kingdom would simply keep themselves looking away from the troubles of their citizens, factories of the Eastern Plains would not attempt to resolve their emission issues, with the problem reoccurring just a few months later.

Such was the reality of not handling problems at its root.

Unlike enemies that could realistically be handled with fists, power and Extraordinary abilities could help with such issues but not in its entirety. The World of Mycroft remains between 'Primitive Pre-Industry Era' and 'Superpower civilization', with time being needed to adapt to such an era, world, and society, just as reforms were necessary for basic policy and social structures.

Of course, that was wrong too—the warrior was convinced that he just had to search and destroy the true form of that unknown Evil God, and the worrying present might improve considerably.

Even if brute force could not handle issues of policy, it could at least resolve exacerbated conflict.

Such was the truth.

”Either way, there's no point in thinking too much.”

Muttering that to himself, Joshua then bade Pope Igor farewell. However, he did not teleport away, walking out of the gates of the temple instead to take a look at the besieging of the Far Southern Royals.

Still, he could not help shaking his head as he walked. ”Other Legends are much better than I am in internal affairs; they definitely could resolve those small threats.”

In the end, he himself was from a world of Great Unity after a Third World War, and was born knowing nothing about political conflict. The other Legends, being champions of a supernatural realm, should have the command to handle such matters well.

At the very thought, he could faintly hear the nearby roaring of slogans at the square in front of the palace chains.

Joshua headed for the square.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

The center of the Far Southern Kingdom's capital was the 'King's Square', found in front of the palace. The lively statue of a monarch that was fifty meters tall and riding a war horse stood aloft at the center of the square, jointly crafted three hundred years ago by thirty-two national alchemists. When necessary, the statue of the former king would be animated by a temporary magic circle, transcending the boundary of living and dead to protect his citizens.

It was the most distinct landmark and the pride of the capital.

But now, beneath that huge statue that watched over the kingdom were masses of crudely dressed people, led by several nobles wearing clothes of extravagant as all of them charged at the outer palace gates.