“…… Are you alright, Your Excellency? ”

As Russell awoke from his brief paralysis from the impact and the excruciating pain, he heard a calm, old voice coming from a corner.

He didn't respond immediately, but immediately endured the sharp pain and lifted the sharp blade and looked at the mercenary who had confronted him.

But all that came into view was a headless corpse lying on the ground.

…… OK.

Your Excellency Bad Day finally did not betray me.

Russell had some complicated thoughts in his mind.

He knows very well that it is impossible to even get close at his own level. Not to mention a sword decapitation.

In the past, under extreme fear and nervousness, it was almost impossible to repeat the miracle of being able to cut off the projectile with a sword. If Russell is allowed to perform again, I am afraid that he will only be killed on the spot.

However, if he makes a mistake, I am afraid that he will be blown to the ground......

…… No, wait.

I see.

Russell suddenly realized the train of thought of the bad day.

Because Russell is a forged hero, this sword was not cut by him at all. He had no military training, and his dexterous body was all due to the gifts he had received from his spiritual relatives.

Like a human being who is a dog as a spiritual relative, he may have a sense of smell close to that of a canine; Humans who use pigeons as their spiritual relatives may inherit the ability to recognize the direction of magnetic field positioning. This is not necessarily a change in organs, but more of a "spiritual union" with almost superpowers.

For example, on a bad day, his nose structure is the same as Russell's, but his sense of smell is probably stronger than that of the average person - how much stronger it can be depends on luck.

It's like Russell's mother - her digestive system is not weak, just like ordinary people. Even other foods and drugs are not contraindicated, and they can be consumed normally.

But she just can't eat chocolate...... Just because "desert cats can't eat either". There is no other reason.

This kind of unreasonable, transcendent connection is the "spiritual kinship" that is passed down through blood.

In order to prevent their children from suddenly committing any taboos and burping, when young children begin to gradually appear spiritually friendly, they should undergo physical examinations to distinguish individual particularities and clarify personal taboos and specialties.

The bad day must have been when I was a child, and I got my own medical examination report from my parents. That's why he knew he could stay relatively safe in battle.

However, with Russell's strength, it is difficult to defeat an enemy of this level even if it is one-on-one.

Not to mention a dozen fours.

- So, Bad Day is deliberately waiting for himself to be injured.

At least to the extent that it will significantly affect combat effectiveness. For example, obvious damage to internal organs, muscles, bones and bones.

Only in this way, after Russell became famous, would he not cause him trouble that he could not solve because his fame was much higher than the real level.

Russell has an excuse that "it's not as strong as it is in the news."

That is, the bad day has been on the verge OB. At the moment when the other party caused him enough obvious injuries, Bad Day immediately beheaded the person out of thin air from a distance of 100 meters, without allowing him to inflict real fatal injuries on himself.

…… You should have told me in advance.

Russell muttered inwardly and slowly put his mind at ease.

Of course, in fact, Russell himself knew in his heart - if he already knew that he was going to be injured on purpose, maybe the injury would be even worse. For example, if the projectile that explodes, he may not be able to explode to intercept it. And without enough determination, I am afraid that it will not be able to stimulate the true power of this spiritual energy armament.

But this feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe still made him feel exhausted.

"—Your Excellency?"

The old man called again, and Russell reacted.

"I'm fine."

Although he was still tired and complained in his heart, Russell immediately put a pure business smile on his face: "Don't worry, old man. The remaining three have already been knocked out by me. We're safe. ”

It's "us" and not "you".

Russell emphasized this point.

"Excellent, sir! You saved our lives! ”

The captain, who was tied to the captain's chair and could only operate the empty boat in front of him and couldn't turn back, couldn't see Russell's appearance at all, and could only shout without looking back: "After you recover some strength, can you untie me as soon as possible?" I couldn't reach the lever to slow down the airboat, so I could only control the airboat to hover above Happiness Island. ”

"No problem......"

Russell replied gently.

He did not bear the pain, but did not hide his weakness, staggered, and walked to the captain's side.

After he lost his "determination", the blade of light on the psionic weapon was gone. It was transformed back into the ordinary dagger it used to be.

Russell gasped and pulled the rope off the captain's body. and carefully removed a device with a needle hanging from his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and loosened the tie for the old man in the corner.

Even though his shirt was removed, tied to the corner of the wall and immobile, and handcuffed, he was still in good spirits, calm and calm. It was as if he had seen a scene many times bigger than this, and there was not the slightest fear in his eyes.

Yes, it's an extremely rare elven old man - the clock in the corner of Russell's vision tells him that it's 1202.

The word "elf" is the "immortal seed" transliterated in human language. The pronunciation of the word "human" also comes from the elven language "short-born".

The biggest difference with humans is that elves do not have a "spiritual parent" phenomenon. They do not produce any bestial traits, only pointed ears.

In Russell's view, these elves were more like "humans" than "humans".

As a matter of fact...... Among what Russell learned, there are some elven scholars who believe that the phenomenon of "spirit kinship" is a kind of "deterioration".

If all the characteristics of the beast are removed through the computer model, what remains in the end is the appearance of the elf. They believe that it is precisely because of the phenomenon of spiritual relatives that the "short-lived species" cannot achieve a long lifespan.

Russell thought the same back then, but now Russell knows – it's. The knowledge of another world told him that even without the fluffy cat ears and dog ears, he still wouldn't live for a hundred years.

But all elves have a lifespan of more than a thousand years.

And the one in front of Russell is already dying.

This means that this old man may have been born before "Year Zero".

"Please don't move, or I might cut you."

Russell whispered softly, untying the old man.

The old man nodded slightly.

As for status......

Don't think about it.

It can almost be said that all elves, one hundred percent, are big shots.

Half of the seven giants that rule this world are immortals at the top of their boards of power.

That is, the elves control half of the power of this world.

The remaining half of the slots are used to compete for short-lived species.

For short-lived species with a lifespan of less than 100 years, they can at most barely preserve their wealth and status in the backward form of "family" and "kinship".

There will be losses in the process, and the losses will be enormous. Coupled with the active intervention of the elves, there is almost no lineage among humans that can maintain their status for more than four generations.

But almost all of these elves were born before the two world wars.

They lived through two world wars and reaped enough benefits from the wars. And today's human beings don't even know who the two sides of the two world wars were.

Compared with the elves that Russell saw in the art of the other world, who were companions of the forest and could live for thousands of years before learning to shoot only one arrow, and even archery could not shoot a cable, the elves of this world are simply "solidified power".

They did not become lazy because of their immortality. Rather, they became extremely patient, learning from all fields, and slowly but surely expanding their wealth and power through the most conservative means of operation.

The wealth gained by these elves has not been lost by the change of generations...... Instead, it expands over time.

And until now, they have not died. Even more than half of the elves are in the prime of their lives.

Such a long life allows wealth and power to solidify directly in their hands. Knowledge, Secrets, Networks, Influence, Handles...... At the same time, they are extremely united.

Although there is also an extremely fierce struggle within the immortal species...... But as long as there is an external enemy, the elves of all companies will unite and unite with the outside world.

Even if you are an amazing human, you can only climb to the starting point of the elves in your life. That is, dragging the body that is beginning to enter old age and enter the "board of directors". Less than fifty years later, he was reduced to bones and returned to his place.

If you want to say that in this empty boat, whose memory has special value......

Then there is no doubt that it can only be the elf old man in front of him.

But another doubt arose in Russell's heart-

The characteristics of the elf are so clear that you can tell his value just by looking at the past. So, why search for memories one by one?

"Child," the elven old man asked softly, "what you have in your hand is the 'Saint Beheading', right?" ”

“…… Who are you? ”

Russell felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know where this psionic weapon came from, so he could only ask a little weakly.

"My name is Amirus. The name means 'attachment' in Elvish. And my identity is the general manager of the Thothling branch in Happiness Island. ”

The old man said calmly: "The psychic protection chip on the back of your head is the third generation developed fifteen years ago. And its last model was developed by the R&D team I led 60 years ago. ”

He smiled softly and said in an old, kind voice, "In fact, this psionic weapon in your hand is also the name I gave you.

"Are you...... Alice's child, right. ”