Anna glanced at Hesta, "Evidence?"
"Listen to what I have to say first," Hesta whispered, "but their wishful thinking is obviously wrong, because your insight may be earlier than their plan: you replaced the Most of the crew prepared mottos for every passenger who boarded the ship - female passengers - and also wrote a lot of complicated and long rules in advance - "
"I didn't prepare that, I just made some slight modifications." Anna whispered, "You might as well guess who the original author is?"
Hesta frowned slightly, "Zero?"
Anna shook her index finger, "Wrong."
"...Bo Shanfu?"
"Tsk, tsk."
"It can't be Miss Chiba," Hesta whispered, "She is too lazy to do these things-"
"Where is your imagination? Hesta," Anna said softly, "didn't Si Lei tell you what she saw at the dinner party?"
Hesta frowned and thought for a while before speaking hesitantly: "...Roboglier? You don't mean to say him, do you?"
Anna didn't answer, but raised her wine glass with a relaxed expression.
"Roboglier has a hobby, dog training," Anna said softly. "He is an avid survival enthusiast and likes to imagine people surviving in the apocalypse. He has also made a lot of preparations for this - for him For this reason, dogs are a good choice.
“He built very sturdy kennels for his dogs and fed them almost luxurious meat. He arranged for dedicated servants, veterinarians and dog trainers to take care of them. These dogs even had their own woodland... because Roberge Rie loves dogs very much, even more than people.
"But there is one rule that cannot be broken in Roboglier's house - dogs are not allowed in the house."
"Huh?" Hesta thought for a moment, "...does he think the dog is dirty?"
“No,” Anna whispered, “because it would give the dog some illusion of his own status.
"Emotional closeness will damage these hunters and make them greedy, lazy, and willful... This is not what Robbeglier wants to see, because what he wants is a hunting dog, a patrol dog, a dog that can be commanded with just one command. The helpers stationed at the manor all night are not pets.”
"For... the same reason," Anna swung her glass, "he arranged a voyage."
"Highest praise?"
"Yeah." Anna nodded.
Hesta was still a little confused, "You mean, he is still training the dog, but the dog has become his follower——"
"You guessed wrong, guess again." Anna looked at Hesta with a smile.
There was a long silence between the two. Hesta stared at the table in front of her and didn't speak for a long time.
"...Give me some more hints?"
"What hint would you like?"
"The purpose of the voyage of the Supreme Praise is indeed related to 'domestication'?"
"You can say that."
"But not for Roboglier to tame his followers?"
Anna pondered for a moment, "It seems... we can't completely deny this."
"But you just said that I guessed wrong!"
"You are indeed wrong," Anna smiled. "The passengers who were invited to board the 'Supreme Omnibus' are absolutely loyal to Roboglier - they are all young, handsome and passionate, and they work for a common cause. Every one of us is willing to sacrifice his life for our lofty ideals.”
"...They also all passed a certain 'trial'?"
"Yes, but that's not important."
"Okay, I'll try again," Hesta leaned down and pressed her hot face against the cold table. She murmured in a low voice: "Roboglier really needs to further tame them, but these The followers have already become absolutely loyal to him...then he needs to tame..."
Suddenly, an idea flashed across my mind.
"...Women?" Hesta looked at Anna, "He wants to tame the ones on that ship - no."
Before he finished speaking, Hestad had already denied it - there was no place for women in the world planned by Roboglier, and spending so much energy would certainly not be to tame women.
But once this idea was grasped, many new conjectures quickly grew.
"Is it so hard to imagine?" Anna smiled, "You are already very close - Robbeglier himself is from an elite background, and among his followers there are also young people from well-off families and well-educated people, and such young people People are most likely to be poisoned by some ideas without knowing it.
"It's like a person who has lived with dogs since he was a child. No matter how hard he tries, he can't completely eradicate this bad habit - because he has become accustomed to this kind of life. When the beloved dog is driven out of the house, Even if he agrees with this decision rationally, the emotional pain cannot be avoided... For that 'great ideal', he can only swallow this bitter pill and digest loneliness alone.
"And this kind of endurance is destined not to last long - Robbeglier himself knows this best." Anna looked into the distance, "In this world, words are powerful, but in the face of real experience, all theories are useless Pale and feeble. Unless..."
"Unless something."
"Unless there is a new experience that can completely replace the old experience, just like a new world completely takes over all the old past." Anna whispered, "Bathing in that new and splendid new world, people will have no time to recall the past. That little bit of sweetness..."
Hesta lowered her head and pinched the bridge of her nose, digesting every word of Anna.
That Robbeglier in the distant time and space once personally arranged a long journey. He and his men compiled a long "Navigation Guide", and based on this, they set up many mechanisms on the ship and carefully selected them. Those who board the ship create continuous dangers... Everything begins on the unsupervised high seas.
Hestad could not help but recall once again Robbeglier's summary at the beginning of his diary:
An event of our own. A paradise that lasts for months and is completely secluded from the rest of the world.
So that’s what it means…that’s what it means!
"What's wrong, Hesta?" Anna whispered, "You look a little ugly."
Hesta did not answer, but Putina, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the vomit bag on the side and handed it over.
- Hesta almost immediately vomited into the paper bag.
Amidst the continuous sounds of vomiting, Putina sighed and placed a glass of water and a stack of tissues on Hesta's hand.
"Are you okay?" Putina walked up behind Hesta and patted her back. "If you feel uncomfortable, can I find someone to take you back now?"
"Thank you," Hesta quickly rinsed her mouth. She pushed Putina's hand away and looked at Anna, "I'm fine."
Anna raised her glass, "Then... we'll just keep drinking?"
"Go on," Hesta held her cheek and spoke in a low voice, "You are so good at telling stories, Anna."
(End of chapter)
