The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 116

“I didn’t do anything,” Su Li spread his hands.

They were soft, youthful hands with no calluses or marks of age upon them.

Grand Duke Gabriel’s tone grew considerably heavier.

Looking at Viscount Senwen, whose head was pinned under Egbert’s foot, he tapped his walking stick forcefully and said, “Hurry up and apologize to Lord Su Li.”

Su Li froze at this form of address.

The viscount, who was still under Egbert’s foot, suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed, “So he’s Lord Su Li?!”

“Who else could guide the world?” Grand Duke Gabriel’s tone was strangely mocking, his gaze like one looking at a fool.

In fact, that’s exactly what he was doing.

“Are you suggesting that only someone living in hell themselves would gaze across space toward the most likely heaven to come?”

“Or perhaps…” The viscount coughed as he spoke, spitting out another mouthful of blood. Yet the hatred that had filled his eyes completely vanished, replaced by eyes that lit up like light bulbs.

“This is exactly the kind of person Master Godfrey would admire.”

“And only someone like Lord Su Li could make dark elementalists, who are like wild dogs, choose to submit?”

Su Li: …………

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“No……”

Nobody paid attention to Su Li’s strained voice, or perhaps even if they heard it, the nobles couldn’t control their desire to gossip.

“Look at that face, just like the divine countenance depicted in legendary books!”

“No wonder the person in white robes was so angry. If I had known Lord Su Li’s identity when facing Viscount Senwen’s provocation, I probably wouldn’t have been able to control myself and would have engaged in a life-or-death battle with him.”

“Me too! To think the person Master Godfrey looked toward even on his deathbed… appeared before us, and we knew nothing.”

Su Li: “No……”

Mavis, watching Su Li struggle to get out nothing more than this single word, couldn’t help but feel a slight twinge of sympathy.

Just a shallow sympathy, for one second.

Meanwhile, Su Li’s previously suppressed sense of social death was now fully ignited.

Earlier, with so many people around and everyone acting the same way, Su Li could use this as an excuse to comfort himself.

It’s fine, it’s no big deal, if everyone knows something, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.

After all, as long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the problem would lie with the world, not him.

But now it was different.

Nobles could only occupy a tiny fraction of the human population.

Most importantly, when they praised something, they never spared their elaborate words…

Or their peculiar tastes.

“I’ve wondered more than once what kind of person Master Godfrey admired. Before formally meeting you, I vaguely imagined whether you might be imposing like a great man, or beautiful like a divine woman from a wandering poet’s tales.”

“Now, seeing you up close, I suddenly realize that even though your physique isn’t towering, you’re definitely more beautiful than any divine woman in a wandering poet’s tales.”

The next sentence from this person nearly made Su Li spit out his water.

“Would you be willing to spend a spring night with me? Though you appear young, I don’t mind taking the top position.”

Su Li: ………………

Why?!

He tried to control his trembling voice as he said, “If a single book can turn you all into this, then what does your sense of self amount to?”

“A single book certainly couldn’t transform us into what we are now. We simply understand that you stand at a height we cannot reach and see scenery we cannot see. Then, you’re willing to share this scenery with us in the form of text.”

“What we see has never been just the words in a book, but what those words represent.”

“Just like what you’re saying now—what does our sense of self amount to… No one has ever asked us before what constitutes the self.”

The speaker continued with exaggerated flattery.

Su Li involuntarily raised a finger, but ultimately couldn’t bring himself to point at this group of mentally ill people who seemed to have been flooded with a ton of seawater and cursed, “If you’re sick, take some medicine.”

Su Li had only one thought now: find a place, dig a hole, and bury Egbert…

But…

Something wasn’t right.

Very wrong, in fact.

The book Egbert had produced, even if the Grand Justice had promoted certain derivative implications of its content, that old man who had justice carved into his bones would never easily place him in a position where he could disturb people’s mental balance.

Fairness, to the Grand Justice, wasn’t just its literal meaning. In his view, balance also fell within the scope of fairness.

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So, why did this book still seem to have such an abnormal widespread influence?

Su Li’s way of shifting his focus was to consider issues from others’ perspectives.

For instance, what would elevating him to a position of fanatical worship bring the old man? What might he be calculating?

Using the process of elimination, he first ruled out the theory of monster beast domestication that Su Li hadn’t allowed those around him to leak.

Because his previous cooperation with the Grand Justice was aimed at making the country better. Even with some hints, the old man shouldn’t be thinking about domestication theory now.

Conversely, perhaps the old man’s notion of unfairness shared similarities with the Dark Pope’s thinking.

For example, the idea that dark elementalists shouldn’t face assassination from the moment their abilities are confirmed, as both the pursued and the pursuers completely ignored judicial process.

The former forgot that laws could protect them, while the latter disregarded the law and privately carried out death sentences.

Another question: if the book’s influence continued to rise, what level would Su Li reach?

The answer was that he would replace, or rather, overshadow the influence of the Church of Light.

Although this would require a long time to ferment.

Su Li now felt split into two people: one was so embarrassed he wanted to carve out a three-room apartment to hide in, while the other coldly examined all the nobles eagerly surrounding him to discuss topics related to that book.

These people’s eyes didn’t resemble those of fanatical believers, but rather gossipmongers who couldn’t look away from juicy news.

Unlike Egbert, and different from the others temporarily staying at the inn.

Whether they were pursuing the book or pursuing Godfrey, the more essential thing was that they were chasing what was popular.

Just like the long-destroyed Tross family, who had made their gems symbols of status when they existed.

Su Li now occupied the position of those gems.

Everyone wanted to possess him because he was special and rare.

Yet this desire for possession was restrained by Egbert’s and Mavis’s overwhelming power, so they didn’t dare to actually make a move.

Language, at this point, could only be their sole tool for exertion.

Conversely, these people still treated him as an object.

Unlike ordinary people who might think, “What he says makes sense,” “It doesn’t hurt to listen,” or “These things are actually helpful to me.”

The nobles’ adoration of Godfrey and calling him “Master Godfrey” was essentially just an outward display of how much they respected a dead man.

And when facing a dead man’s “master,” they only needed to perform an even more fanatical attitude.

Grand Duke Gabriel had guided the situation to its current state with just a few words. Su Li coldly thought that he and the Grand Justice must also have a facade of harmony masking their discord.

Come to think of it, the venue for the banquet was here, and the assumption that Egbert and Mavis could freely damage the place was merely Su Li’s unilateral definition of an implicit rule.

The banquet host, Grand Duke Gabriel, clearly didn’t think so.

If that was the case, then Mavis’s earlier words would take on another meaning.

Grand Duke Gabriel, the host of the banquet, one of the three Grand Dukes of Amikbi—

Was also among the nobles who could be eliminated at any time!

“Stop performing this meaningless third-rate drama,” Su Li’s rationality completely suppressed his feeling of social death. His green eyes coldly surveyed everyone present.

“A group that only shows respect after learning someone’s identity will never understand that respecting others is also respecting oneself.”

“Cultivation comes from within, nobility from the soul, and your undisguised arrogance is merely an ugly thing resting on the surface of your skin.”

Su Li lowered his head and patted away non-existent dust from his clothes.

This gesture was meant to convey something to Egbert and Mavis beside him.

That is, he didn’t want to see any of the nobles before him again.

Of course, the obligations of partners couldn’t compare to Su Li himself, so Egbert immediately wanted to take him away.

Since Lord Su Li didn’t want to see ugly things, then ugly things should never enter his sight again.

Besides, these hypocrites with their foolish minds probably couldn’t understand the true meaning of that book anyway.

Mavis thought the same.

If the child didn’t want it, then those making him uncomfortable needed to understand that they were truly annoying.

Mavis, who had previously been able to briefly suppress the Pope of Light in battle, for the first time revealed the demeanor of a top-tier powerhouse—one person worth a thousand armies.

The light and dark elements combined had extremely destructive power. She only needed to channel this force through her feet into the ground to instantly turn the floor, reinforced by various elements, into ruins.

And those nobles who couldn’t keep their balance were seriously injured and fell unconscious before they could even react.

However, Mavis always remembered what Su Li had said: don’t kill people in places where you eat.

To Mavis, this meant that if you killed people where you ate, then when eating later, you would uncontrollably recall the dead.

This would significantly affect one’s appetite.

But not killing, in some cases, could be far more terrifying than killing.

Not everyone was like Lan Zhe, who dared to explore various parts of the monster beast forest, collect medicinal herbs, and treat top-grade medicines as ordinary.

In this one-sided confrontation where one person surrounded many, the severely injured would deeply understand what it meant: “One without power, yet possessing the strength to destroy any noble at any time.”

This terror would not fade for years.