Overturned Tower

If it were another person, people would just think it was ridiculous to say this.

It's like a fanatic talking in his sleep.

But the person who said this was the leader of the Veil of Ignorance, and even more so an elf - there was no way he would brag about such an issue that everyone would be concerned about.

That will only lower one's status and meaninglessly reduce the credibility of one's words.

Even if Tovatus exaggerated or concealed something...but generally there should be no problem.

"...eternal life."

The first person to speak with emotion was the short man with bat ears and shoulders modified into prosthetic speakers the day before yesterday.

That's the host. As a trustworthy and reliable thug, he was also strangled and brought here.

But even he didn't think of it after he subconsciously finished speaking.

The atmosphere around here has changed.

greedy. envy.

Full of malice. Eager to try.

From all directions, many eyes were focused on the barber.

"--rhythm."

Strangler scolded in a low voice.

"I know, I know..."

Rhythm waved his hands repeatedly, smiled bitterly and whispered: "I was wrong, boss..."

He also realized belatedly that he shouldn't have said that.

But at this moment, the barber sneered disdainfully.

The blue-haired young man with squinted eyes showed no respect for the elves.

He mocked mercilessly: "Eternal life? This word alone cannot deceive anyone. Rather than saying that what people want is eternal life, it is better to say that they want to enjoy eternal wealth, eternal power, and eternal peace. It is a long time. The knowledge, wealth, connections and status accumulated over a long life will bring positive feedback to one's own life.

"If I put the wage slaves in Uptown into a can and let their brains drive the mechanical bodies to work, that would be a kind of immortality. But what is the difference between endless and never-ending work and endless purgatory? ?

"You want me to become an eternal pet and an eternal collectible? Then it's better to go uptown and work as a company dog! At least that way there will be relief!

"I would rather die a short and brilliant death than live such a humble life!"

The barber's voice was not loud, not even different from his usual speaking voice.

But when he said those words, he drowned out all the whispers in the room.

For a moment, there was only the roar of machines.

But the "barber"'s heart is like a bright mirror:

--found it!

Although it is just a clue at the moment, it invisibly confirms the existence of the truth.

One of the three secrets that the deer head statue asked Russell to help find, "the secret of the dragon's immortality", is indeed in the hands of the elf!

It's really strange that the mystery of the dragon's immortality is controlled by the elves... It seems that they can also grant this qualification of immortality to others?

It was clear that the truth was right in front of him, but there was no sense of urgency on the barber's face.

It is at this time that you have to show that you don't care:

"...I'm surprised. What gives you the confidence to think that such a price is enough to bribe me?"

The barber looked down at Tovatus with a malicious smile on his lips: "Or do you think... I can be deceived by such a stupid thing?"

"--presumptuous!"

The first one to speak was the reformer standing in the other corner.

A mechanical synthesized sound sounded.

Those were the thugs brought by Tovatus, and they should also be high-ranking members within the Veil of Ignorance.

He was dressed in black and had a metal mask on his head that completely covered his face, so it was impossible to see his original appearance. This degree of transformation and the texture of the synthesized voice were all different from the one he had cut off the night before. The one on the lover's arm was almost exactly the same...but the barber concluded that it was not the same person just by looking at the other person's walking pace.

But the moment before he tried to pull out the sword, the "Peacemaker" that could be held with one hand had already been pulled out and pressed against the chest of the reformer.

At the same time, strangulation appeared next to the man at some unknown time. His huge right hand tightly grasped the man's forearm that was about to draw the knife, preventing him from moving at all.

"I'm talking to your master, what's the matter with you?"

The barber's eyes, which were always squinted, opened slightly.

The chuckle that always hangs on his lips still hasn't disappeared, and under his soft words, it seems as if he is just joking.

However, the flames, which were half ultramarine and half crimson, were burning wildly in his pupils.

An aura of danger emanated from the barber.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

"never mind."

After a while, the barber sighed, a little uninterested: "Boring."

Just when people thought he was about to put down the gun, he suddenly moved the muzzle of the gun upward, pointed it diagonally upward at the opponent's chin, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a muffled sound, blood and broken iron suddenly exploded!

The man's head was indeed strong, and there was no obvious damage even after being hit by a shotgun at close range.

But the gunfire from this angle and this distance caused his metal-modified head to tear off his spine and be knocked backwards by the impact!

Blood and pieces of flesh splattered from the neck, and the head flew back like a ball.

It was about to hit a machine, but another mage with a leopard head took action.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the head, which immediately hung in the air.

Then he pointed to the ground. The head seemed to be pulled by some force and hit the direction he pointed like a comet.

That's why the alarm didn't sound.

"No problem, he attacked me first."

While wiping the bloody muzzle, the barber looked at Tovatus, squinting his eyes and showing a harmless smile: "You must be able to judge fairly, right?"

Paradise Bird suddenly became nervous.

——You first forcefully rejected the other party's kindness, and then killed his subordinates without asking a word... Don't talk to him like that at this time!

But completely contrary to Paradise Bird's expectations, Tovatus seemed to have no feeling at all about his men being killed on the spot.

"You're right, it's really boring when something like this happens."

Tovatus nodded in agreement.

The youngest son's face also showed obvious disgust: "I haven't spoken yet, and he dares to answer for me?"

"Yes, yes...so, that one is also your collection?"

The barber said angrily: "Is he jealous of me?"

"……ha?"

Tovatus had a look of astonishment on his face.

He was stunned for a moment, but laughed out loud: "This is the sentence you said that most irritated me today, barber."

"Ah, sorry sorry."

The barber read a few words without sincerity.

Tovatus looked a little confused, and casually ordered: "Deal with this idiot, it really embarrasses me.

"Did he see that I was an elf and think that I would be like those stupid short-lived directors who like to be flattered?"

He had no intention of regaining his position for his men. No one else present thought there was anything wrong with this.

Afterwards, it was as if nothing had happened - even the originally frozen atmosphere became joyful.

The leaders of various organizations were pointing, talking and laughing, and mocked the fool for daring to provoke the barber.

Although they were full of malice towards the barber before, all the leaders present seemed to only think that "only each other" was the one they could talk to.

The person who recklessly provoked the leader was hated by everyone.

The barber, who was still vaguely isolated at first, was comforted by people after he was shot out.

He quickly integrated into the circle of these leaders and began to chat with these people.

The barber is indeed a "barber", even though he doesn't know any of these people. But the conversation was so natural, like good friends for many years.

On the contrary, Strangler has a vague feeling of being isolated. But he seems to have gotten used to it.

As for the body that was carried out and dragged out with a long bloodstain on the clean floor of the food factory... no one even took a second look.

Except for the birds of paradise.

The scene before his eyes had an extremely strong impact on Paradise Bird's perception.

The good impression she had just had on the barber, under the violent impact... turned into something she didn't even know what it was.

——For these mages...as long as they are not mages, they are not even the same kind?

Even if they are also residents of Xiacheng District.

He is also an Uncoded Person, and even a member of his own organization——

Isn’t it worth mentioning at all compared to “same kind”?

That being the case.

...So, what about the elf mages in the upper city?