His thoughts on the war between the moon god race and the Knights of the Round Table from the perspective of a bystander?
Different people had different opinions.
Yuchi laughed.
He stretched out his hand and touched the head of a giant octopus. At this moment, his tone was rather carefree. With a simple tattered shirt on his body, his entire body emitted a shocking power. When he slowly spoke, one could sense the terrifying power of a true demigod.
"The concepts of justice and righteousness that you and they have are different from the ones I have, so there's no point in asking for my opinion."
When Prometheus nodded, Yuchi continued casually, "It's obvious that each of you have your own reasons, and whether your reasons will eventually be judged as right or wrong in the end does not depend on the reasons themselves, but on who will win in the end."
For Yuchi, the victors wrote the history books. This had been the case since ancient times.
