Now, this stupid big guy is finally stunned. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes wide, as if for a moment he didn't know how to refute the theory. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and kept thinking, and the expression on his face became more and more distorted: "Am I the same as a slime?" No, it shouldn't be the same, right? But...... But...... In that case, what's the difference between me and a slime? Could it be ...... Do you say ......"

After struggling for a long time, the big man raised his head suddenly, looked at Arrow seriously and resolutely with an expression that seemed to have made great determination and sacrifice, and said-

"President, so ...... I'm not a man anymore? ”

"Poof——!

Arrow didn't react, but the cream on the side squirted out.

While Cream was clutching her stomach and rolling on the ground to sort out her emotions, Arrow smiled gracefully and said, "Brad, you're not the same as a slime. Because you will eat with a knife and fork, you will communicate with us normally, and you will have compassion for the suffering and misfortune of others. And these are things that slimes don't have, and can't possibly have. So, you are a human being, which also determines that you are not in the same class as the slime, and it also determines that you will not live the same life as the slime, and the slime will not live your human life. ”

After getting Arrow's approval, Brad finally relieved himself and breathed a long sigh of relief that he could continue to be a "person".

After Brad had sorted out his mood, Arrow continued to smile and say, "This is what I call class. There are classes between humans and slimes, such as you, who have absolute killing power over slimes, and they can hardly pose any threat to your life. Putting this class into the human race becomes an even more interesting class attribute. ”

"The rich class, as well as the aristocratic class, although they are human beings like us, but because they occupy a lot of capital, and have a lot of fields, estates, factories, and slaves, they are naturally not willing to be compared with ordinary people. They already consider themselves to be different creatures from the commoners, just as Brad you don't want to be in the same class as the slime, and they want to divide that class among the humans. ”

Napa over there had been listening to the snoring, but at this time, she suddenly shook her tail and said, "Oh, I see." I'll tell you why people used to cut off the little fingers of captured slaves. That's why. ”

Arrow smiled and nodded, and said, "Yes, the aristocracy and the rich class desperately want to make themselves different from slaves and ordinary people, so they will artificially create 'differences'. I don't know how long ago I said, but the aristocracy at that time would cut off the little fingers of slaves to prove the difference between slaves and nobles, to create a difference. ”

"In our time, the rich and the aristocracy artificially divide the distinction between themselves and the common people by formulating all kinds of cumbersome etiquette, prescribing the way of dress, defining the way they speak, the way they walk, the way they eat and even the way they breathe, and not allowing ordinary people to use this way, to artificially divide the distinction between them and ordinary people, and to create a class."

"The easiest way to do this is to eat with utensils made of silver, because ordinary people probably can't afford to buy such a set of silver cutlery. It's not about how good the silver cutlery itself is, how beautiful and practical. In terms of practicality, I have seen too many clay vessels that are much more practical than silverware. ”

"Now, do you understand?"

"Just as the rich and aristocracy devise a set of elaborate rituals and use items that ordinary people cannot afford to consume to distinguish themselves from the commoners, they themselves will be very resistant to using the things that the commoners use every day, and go to the places that the commoners often go on a daily basis."

"Now, Brad, I'll answer your question. This artificially created distinction is the class attribute of the rich and the aristocracy. It is also because of this situation that they will not patronize our mermaid song. Got that? ”

Brad pursed his lips and figured it out for a long time, and seemed to finally understand. After understanding, he still showed a slightly puzzled look in his eyes and said, "Having said so much, those rich people are really idle. It's all food, and it's not all the same mess when you eat it in your mouth and into your stomach, and it's really troublesome to make so many names. ”

If every nobleman thought like this stupid big man, wouldn't the world have become incomparably better a long time ago?

Looking at Brad, Airo suddenly felt as if he had an obligation to protect his innocent heart. Even at the hands of a bourgeoisie who values money as his life and, to some extent, exploits them, he must protect this innately pure purity.

As he was saying this, a person passed by the door, and he didn't come in, but just threw a ball of paper in. Cream walked over and picked it up, opened it and smiled, and said, "That's it!" The troupe successfully hired the Honey Jar to go to a cave near Kingfisher Town to find a herb that could cure their master's back pain. In order to avoid suspicion, they did not come to see the president and left directly. ”

Arrow nodded and said with a smile: "I guess the honey jar will be disappointed after tossing it this time, and there will be no gain, right?" Everybody! We've won big this time! From tomorrow, it is estimated that there will be a lot more work. You still have to work hard! ”

The crowd responded loudly. This confident voice sounds indescribably comfortable.

And seeing his own members so excited and emotional, Arrow was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

If anything, there are concerns......

Viscount Norris, but he didn't appear from beginning to end.

Why did this aristocrat suddenly let go of the entanglement with himself? Or is he pondering another machia?

Alas...... I don't have an answer just thinking about it now, so let's take care of my guild's affairs first.

- April 5, 1302, food expenses: -6 copper and 8 iron, balance: 479 gold, 2 silver, 2 copper and 8 iron-

"What the hell did you do?"

Holding the financial report in his hand, Viscount Norris's face did not show the slightest softness.

Such an expression looked in the eyes of the poisonous needle, but it made him look extremely puzzled.

At this time, the candlelight flickered, shining the viscount's face on one side and dark on the other, this flickering light made the poison needle a little unable to guess the meaning of the viscount, naturally he couldn't say a word, he could only smile, but the sweat on his forehead rolled down with him.

"I ...... I ......"

After a long stalemate, it seems that the poison needle can only make this sound of unknown meaning. He wanted to say something, but he really didn't know what to say.

Looking at this guy who he had personally picked up, Viscount Norris stared at it for a long time, and finally closed his eyes silently, took a deep breath, and looked at the financial statements in his hand again.

The report is very good-looking.

It's only been less than a month since it opened, and the financial report is beautiful, and it doesn't look like a new guild should be in a situation at all. In particular, this income is as high as fifteen gold coins, which is a boastful achievement in every way.

Therefore, he can also understand the poisonous needle kneeling in front of him, and understand his expression of being at a loss and not knowing what he has done wrong.

"I've only been away for a few days, and you're going to make this happen to me. Well, yes, that's good. ”

The poison needle looked aggrieved, but in the face of Viscount Norris, he really didn't dare to say a word of mercy, so he could only continue to stalemate this confused expression that he didn't know what he had done wrong, and continued to be terrified.

Looking at the current expression of this poisonous needle, Norris sighed and began to reflect on himself.

After accepting the Killer Bee Guild, he renamed it Honey Jar. This poison needle is an old member of the guild who has been in the guild since the time when Crowbar was the president, although his strength is not very good, but his useless performance is one of the reasons why Viscount Norris decided to make him the president.

However, for some of the most basic reasons, he did not tell the true purpose of the Poison Needle Honeypot Guild. So, I'm afraid this stupid guy really thinks that he wants to run this guild well, make a lot of money, and make more money! Then carry on the will of the crowbar and open this guild.

Oh, yes...... Judging from this logic, there is indeed nothing wrong with what this poisonous needle has done. Not only should it not be said that it is right, on the contrary, he did quite well.

Should I not punish him, but continue to praise him?

Speaking of which, this really can't be blamed for this assassin who has not gone to school for a few days and has been following the crowbar since he was a child, and it is probably more difficult for him to understand these theories in economic operation than to ascend to the sky. And he Norris doesn't have this kind of kung fu to teach this guy how to deal with this kind of thing.

This kind of guy developed from a small civilian thief will always be intolerant of losses, and he is also prone to greedy for petty profits. So speaking of which, it's really not his fault, it's his own decision-making mistakes, and it's not the fault of not being able to foresee well that this kind of character of his will lead to such a result.

Thinking of this, the uncertainty on Viscount Norris's face slowly disappeared. Although he still looked very serious, from that expression, there was no longer that creepy feeling.

Although Poison Needle didn't quite understand why his master suddenly seemed to spare himself again, he was generally very happy to be able to escape, which also made him breathe a long sigh of relief.