Hearing this, the smile on Lazarus's face seemed to grow even brighter. He readily admitted, "Indeed, I do not like such combat, and naturally, I do not like wars that treat slaughter and honor as everything in life. War is war; no matter how many ornate words and noble embellishments are added, they are all in vain.
"The ridiculous part is that countless people throw themselves into the fray, rushing to the brutal battlefield, just to pluck this supreme crown. Yet the moment they set foot on this path, they have already lost everything. What does it matter even if they finally pluck that brilliantly glowing crown? The things they will face next are far more than just the enemy's swords."
Hearing Lazarus's words, Roland standing nearby saw his expression change repeatedly while he frantically scanned his surroundings, calculating how to make his escape. To speak such outrageous words in Stru's empire—wasn't he afraid of some lunatic from Stru stabbing him in the back? Yet through these words, Roland also realized that the person before him was not a Transcendent of Stru. Such blasphemous words, spoken right on Stru's home turf, were practically equivalent to pointing at the God of War's nose and cursing him right in front of his statue.
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