Kapitel 50: Chapter 50: I Surrender
A person's influence is largely determined by their identity and abilities.
In the eyes of most people, Rama was a highly influential figure because he was another founder of the desert regime and was destined for a showdown with the Akademiya.
This upcoming, yet-to-begin war had attracted a lot of attention.
Including from Liyue, Fontane, Mondstadt, and of course, Snezhnaya.
However, Rama didn't care about these things.
Unless Azar could immediately extract his future success, Shouki no Kami, the Prodigal, from the flow of time, Rama saw no chance for Azar to turn the tide.
Some things are simple; in a land like Teyvat, with archons, the gap in raw power is insurmountable. If you can't win, you just can't win.
"I can't do this."
Faruzan hugged her knees, curling into a ball.
After a week of self-isolation, she finally recovered.
Her quick recovery was largely thanks to Nahida's divine power providing comfort.
"If you can't do it, then don't."
Rama rubbed his temples, "I wasn't counting on you providing much information anyway."
Faruzan's troubled expression froze.
"Many times, I just can't understand your thinking."
The girl looked up, bewildered, "Can't you act like a normal person?"
"Do you think you're important?" Rama was unfazed, "Do you think your savior really needs you to provide some information about the Akademiya?"
"Oh, how troublesome."
"My savior can't defeat the Akademiya, he urgently needs me to spy for him. If I don't help, he'll lose for sure."
"But the Akademiya treated me well too. I had happy times there, enjoying its privileges. I really can't betray the Akademiya..."
"Ah, stop it already!"
Unable to remain curled up, Faruzan sprang from the bed and lunged at Rama.
This is where combat experience showed its importance.
Rama easily grabbed her wrist, twisted it, and flipped her to the ground.
Only after throwing her did he realize it might not have been necessary. But considering her body had been strengthened by alchemical potions, a simple shoulder throw should be fine, so...
"This is why you don't hold back?"
Faruzan gritted her teeth.
She wasn't feeling emo at all, nor was there any reason to feel sentimental. She just wanted to beat this guy up.
"To be fair, you attacked first." Rama remained expressionless, "Besides, you're not hurt."
"Right, right, you're absolutely right!"
Faruzan had no rebuttal.
Even though she was pinned to the ground, Rama hadn't really done anything wrong.
"Let's discuss a simple truth."
Rama pondered for a moment, "I know you're feeling very bad right now."
"You want to repay your debt, but you realize I lack nothing, and even the so-called espionage isn't actually important."
"In other words, you know very well that you owe me, and you can't repay it."
"Furthermore, you haven't truly recovered. You're still regretting the choices you made a hundred years ago."
"If I hadn't come to the desert for research, if I'd listened to my teacher, if, if, a lot of ifs."
His tone was calm, but Faruzan's reaction was not.
"Among ten ifs, if I had considered just one, wouldn't I avoid this situation? Couldn't I still be my teacher's prized student, discussing academics with peers, accompanying my parents in their old age?"
Instead of having parents worrying about their wayward daughter in their old age, or friends sorting through her records and papers...
Everyone has regrets, some of which can be remedied, while others remain buried in their hearts, waiting for time to heal.
And sometimes, time can't heal them.
"I know you have a hundred reasons to be unhappy." Rama leaned down, lifting Faruzan's chin, "But you don't have a single reason to take your unhappiness out on me."
"I can empathize with the distress your tragic experience has caused you, but you should know best that if you think your fate is tragic, you should first berate your own recklessness, not the one who extended a helping hand."
Some people's tragedies stem from fate's cruelty, despite their best efforts to live well, never inviting trouble, yet fate spares them no mercy.
This is something that can't be avoided.
But Faruzan wasn't like that.
Deciphering ancient mechanisms was inherently risky; she invited trouble herself and paid a heavy price.
Rama sympathized with her, but she should understand that her century-long imprisonment was something she could only blame on herself.
Otherwise, what? Blame the Scarlet King who left the mechanisms?
Did he ask her to come and decipher them?
You came to rob his tomb—undertake archaeology—without an invitation, paying the price isn't something you can blame on the homeowner for making a sturdy house.
In Rama's hometown, burglars injuring themselves and suing the homeowner is common, but suing a dead king's tomb?
"She has to face reality sooner or later... but aren't these words a bit too harsh?"
The young god appeared again.
"I have a presumptuous guess," Rama thought, "I guess she doesn't see herself as the cause of all these troubles and tragedies."
"She might blame fate, even me for speaking this way, but she won't blame herself."
Time, Faruzan needed time.
She needed time to reconcile with herself and this world a hundred years later.
"She trusts you a lot," Nahida said softly.
"Precisely because she trusts me and considers me a friend, her emotions are more unrestrained before me."
Rama remained calm, "If it were a stranger, she wouldn't show so many emotions."
"Are you done talking?"
Faruzan didn't even notice the sudden appearance of the small god.
"I'm going to interrupt your emotions now." Rama said politely, "This is the God of Wisdom of Sumeru, Lesser Lord Kusanali, who assumed the godhood five hundred years ago."
"(*`O′)Hey, you!"
Faruzan's expression faltered.
Rama didn't even bother finding an excuse to change the subject.
He outright told her, I know you're angry, but I have big news to distract you.
And then, her emotions were indeed out of control.
"You're truly a genius!" Faruzan's emotions oscillated between anger and bewilderment, ultimately losing expression and sighing deeply, "I surrender."
(End of Chapter)
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