The trial of the Raven began quickly.
Considering the nature of the Black Crow Society and to prevent anyone from rescuing or sneaking into the Royal Capital, Lind chose to execute.
The Raven was gloriously the first high-level professional in years to be executed by secular authorities.
As for the Black Crow Society, both sides were at a deadlock; Lind hadn’t yet sought out the Black Crow Society for a settlement, yet they proactively came to him.
Cape firmly informed the liberated high-level professionals that he did not welcome those who entered others’ homes without a sound.
Of course, if they wanted to cooperate, Lind was very welcoming.
Deborah witnessed the entire process of the trial, which was completely overseen by Lind’s guards and included some equipment that even Deborah couldn’t name, making her hold the Holy Grail with a bit of concern.
Deborah had heard the elves from the Tower talk about the times of the Old Empire. The technology of the Old Empire was very advanced, but it was not the same path as that of Cape. Magic was still something elevated, unlike now where even ordinary workers in factories could access magic power.
“What are you thinking about?”
With a single word, Lind pulled Deborah back to reality.
“Don’t worry, under normal circumstances, the trial’s power won’t move. Only those truly unruly high-level professionals would face the trial’s route.”
Lind thought Deborah was startled by how easily a high-level professional had been executed, so he comforted her.
“To be honest, it was entirely a matter of preparation; if we hadn’t set up beforehand, it would have been quite difficult to catch a nimble high-level professional with such a small loss. If conditions allowed, I would prefer to resolve most high-level professionals through communication.”
After saying this, Lind glanced at Deborah. This meeting was proposed by Deborah, but seeing that she seemed not to have thought of anything to say, Lind continued chatting, “I’m curious about how you manage those professionals in the Tower. Can you tell me?”
Shifting the topic to a familiar area for the other person could somewhat alleviate their current tension.
“The methods of managing these professionals have spiraled out of control.”
Deborah shook her head and continued, “Of course, the God of Contracts can only manage those professionals in our Tower who have changed their beliefs. As for the current high-level professionals, most of them are external personnel, and there is no strong requirement to change their beliefs, so they are naturally not under the management of the God of Contracts.”
Afterward, Deborah briefly introduced Lind to the structure of the Tower.
How to manage these external personnel? Besides managing them centered around those within the Tower who believe in the God of Contracts, the Tower would also establish cooperative relationships with these external personnel.
The Tower holds vast resources and secret knowledge, including many avenues to help professionals enhance their power, which are not present or are hard to access in secular nations.
Within the Tower, you only need to go on some fieldwork, complete certain tasks, and assist in some research to easily obtain these resources.
Additionally, those within the Tower who have already changed their beliefs would all choose to comply unless they had problems in their heads.
If you wanted to goof off, that would be even better; the Tower has plenty of ways to let you comfortably slack off.
Whether you seek power, forbidden knowledge, or simply wish to slack off, the Tower can fulfill your wishes as long as you’re willing to abide by the Tower’s rules. Even if you can’t fully let go of secular concerns, as long as it’s not too excessive, the Tower will turn a blind eye.
The only ones unwelcome in the Tower are the ambitious.
To be honest, the management style is somewhat akin to the sects in the cultivation world, where everyone completes missions while silently cultivating to reach the so-called end of magic and knowledge.
“If that’s the case, why doesn’t the Tower directly seek to rule the world, but instead hide in the Tower?”
Lind spread his hands, “Isn’t it easier for you to manage if you directly rule this continent?”
“You could even make the God of Contracts the mainstream belief, so that no one would dare to betray.”
Deborah shook her head and said, “No, the God of Contracts is not as intelligent as you think. How do we differentiate between subjective betrayal of the contract and objective betrayal of the contract? If someone uses the God of Contracts, using the traps in the contract to control others, what should be done? The God of Contracts is destined to only be a tool for limited use from the moment it was born.”
“Even for us who believe in the God of Contracts, we often need to conduct maintenance and update the data of the God of Contracts. Not to mention promoting it on a large scale or relying on the God of Contracts to rule the world.”
This means that the effectiveness of the God of Contracts carries a degree of compulsion; no wonder, only enough compulsion can control those high-level professionals.
“As for why we don’t seek to rule the world, I understand your meaning. It seems that for us, having so many high-level professionals, ruling the world should be an incredibly simple matter.”
“Regardless of whether that’s true or not, perhaps the world and you have misunderstandings about our Tower. The core work of our Tower is not to restrain and manage these high-level professionals; that’s merely incidental to achieving our ultimate goal.”
This actually touches on the essence of the Tower. Fumbling with the Holy Grail in her arms, Deborah still decided to clarify things to Lind; after all, although Lady Anna’s judgment seemed somewhat outrageous, she was indeed correct. This governor can be trusted, and now that the God of Contracts is paralyzed, there are many things Deborah can frankly say to Lind.
“In fact, among your subordinates, some have already come into contact with this area of knowledge—do you know about collective unconsciousness?”
Lind nodded and said, “Individual consciousness, subconsciousness, and collective subconsciousness, right?”
Deborah was about to continue, but after hearing Lind’s words, she widened her mouth in surprise, thrown into a stupor.
“You… where did you come into contact with this knowledge? Has another colleague from the Tower spoken to you about it? Or have those sisters’ research on dreams reached this point?”
This was the first time Deborah felt that Lind was so unfamiliar; it seemed that she fundamentally did not understand the governor before her.
Seeing Deborah’s expression, Lind tried to continue, “What I understand might differ from yours; you should listen first.”
“If the individual consciousness is likened to a small island on the sea, then the subconscious is the extension of the island underwater, connected to the seabed, while the vast seabed is the collective unconsciousness, right?”
“Your analogy is quite novel.”
Deborah said, “And it’s even more accessible and understandable, you’re correct.”
“The collective unconsciousness, which you referred to as the seabed, is what we call the Sea of Consciousness.”
“It is the true source of human dreams and beliefs.”
