"Hahaha!" Atticus laughed, "You are undoubtedly wise. No wonder I picked you as the Lord Of Imperial Magistrate. However, Lord Ceriron, what you lack in your theory are the rights of man when he is born. I wish not to live in a society where the weak are killed for speaking against the strong. Why? Because whoever prevails is the true strong one, no? What if a weak peasant surpasses a royal? Is he not the strong one? From my point of view, stopping the voices of the so-called 'weak' is keeping this Sanctuary weak. It's stopping potential buds from growing into large flowers. To keep thier voices and powers hidden is a pathetic attempt for the insecure 'strong' people to maintain their position, despite the fall of thier strength."
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