If it were a different person, saying such things would only make people feel ridiculous.

It's like a dream talk from a madman.

But the man who said this was the leader of the veil of ignorance, and even more of an elf—he could never boast about such a matter that would concern everyone.

It would only degrade one's identity, meaninglessly reduce the credibility of the words.

Even if Tovatus exaggerated and concealed something...... But in general, there should be no problem.

“…… Eternal life. ”

The first person to speak with emotion was the short man with bat ears and a sound prosthesis on his shoulders the day before yesterday.

That is, the host. As a trustworthy and reliable thug, he was also brought over by strangulation.

But even he didn't expect it, after he subconsciously finished speaking.

The atmosphere around this changed.

Greedy. Eat one's heart out.

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Full of malice. Eager.

In all directions, a lot of eyes were on the barber.

"—Rhythm."

The strangler snorted in a low voice.

"I know, I know, I ......"

Rhythm waved his hand again and again, smiled bitterly and whispered: "I was wrong, boss......"

He also realized in hindsight that he shouldn't have said that.

But at this moment, the barber sneered disdainfully.

The blue-haired young man with squinted eyes had no reverence for the elves.

He sneered mercilessly, "Eternal life? This word alone cannot deceive people. It is not so much that people want to have eternal life, but that they will always enjoy wealth, hold power, and consolidate the country forever. It is the knowledge, wealth, connections and status accumulated over a long life, which brings positive feedback to one's own life.

"If I canned the wage slaves in Uptown and let their brains drive the mechanical bodies to work, it would be a kind of eternal life. But what is the difference between the never-ending, never-ending work and the Infernal Purgatory?

"Let me become an immortal pet, an eternal collectible? Then it's better to go uptown and be a dog for the company! At least then there will be a time of relief!

"I'd rather die a short and brilliant life than live such a humble life!"

The barber's voice was not loud, and it was not even far from the usual voice.

But when his words fell, they overpowered all the whispers in the room.

For a moment, all that was around was the roar of machines.

And the heart of the "barber" is like a mirror:

- Found it!

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

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

It's strange that the mystery of the dragon's immortality is in the hands of the elves...... Hearing this, it seems that they can still grant this eternal life to others?

The truth was clearly in front of him, but there was not the slightest sense of impatience on the barber's face.

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

“…… I'm weird. What gives you the confidence to think that such a price is enough to buy me? ”

The barber looked down at Tovatus and a malicious smile appeared on his lips: "Or do you think ...... Can I be fooled by such stupidity? ”

"—presumptuous!"

The first to speak was the transhuman standing in the other corner.

A mechanical, synthesized sound sounds.

It was a thug brought in by Tovatus, who was supposed to be a high-ranking member in the Curtain of Ignorance.

He was dressed in black and wore a metal mask that completely obscured his face, so he couldn't tell what he really looked like - this degree of alteration, and the texture of the synthesized sound, was almost exactly the same as the one who had cut off his lover's arm the night before...... But just by walking with the other person, the barber decided that it was not the same person.

But just before he tried to draw his sword, the "peacemaker" who could hold it with one hand had already pulled out and pressed against the chest of the transformed man.

At the same time, the strangulation appeared beside the man at some point, and the huge right hand tightened the opponent's forearm that was about to draw the knife, making it unable to move.

"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 was always on his lips still didn't go away, and under the soft voice, it seemed like it was just a joke.

But the flames, half ultramarine, half crimson, burned wildly at the base of his pupils.

A dangerous aura emanated from the barber.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

"Forget it."

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

Just when people thought he was going to put down the gun, he suddenly moved the muzzle of the gun upwards, aimed it diagonally at the opponent's jaw, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

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

The man's skull was indeed sturdy, and there was no visible damage from a shotgun shot at close range.

But the gunfire at this angle and distance caused his metal skull to tear off his spine and fly backwards by the impact!

Blood and flesh splattered from his neck, and his head flew backwards like a ball.

It was about to crash into a machine, but another mage with a leopard's head stepped in.

He stretched out his hand to the skull, and it immediately hung in the air.

Then he casually pointed to the ground. The head seemed to be pulled by some force, and it slammed into the direction he was pointing like a comet.

That's why the alarm didn't go off.

"No problem, he attacked me first."

The barber wiped the bloodstained muzzle of the gun as he looked at Tovatus and squinted his eyes into a harmless smile: "You will surely be able to judge fairly, right?" ”

Paradise Bird suddenly became nervous.

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

But completely contrary to Paradisebird's expectations, Tovatus didn't seem to have any feelings about his men being killed on the spot.

"You're right, it's really boring for this to happen."

Tovatus nodded in agreement.

The young son's face also showed obvious disgust: "Before I spoke, he dared to answer for me?" ”

"yes, yes...... So, that one is also part of your collection? ”

The barber said in a strange way: "Is he jealous of me?" ”

“…… Ha? ”

Tovatus looked stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, but instead laughed: "This is the one thing you angered me the most today, barber." ”

"Ah, sorry, sorry."

The barber read two sentences without sincerity.

Tovatus was a little embarrassed on his face, and casually ordered: "It's really a shame for me to deal with this idiot."

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

He had no intention of finding the field for his subordinates. And no one else in the room thought there was anything wrong with it.

Then it was as if nothing had happened - and even the frozen atmosphere became joyful.

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

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

The reckless provocation of the leader was unanimously disgusted by all.

The barber, who was still faintly isolated, was comforted by people after being shot.

He quickly integrated into the circle of these leaders and began to exchange pleasantries with them.

The barber deserves to be called a "barber", although he does not know any of these people. But the conversation is so natural, like a friend for many years.

On the contrary, there is a faint feeling of isolation. But he seems to have gotten used to it.

As for the corpse that was dragged out by someone and dragged out on the clean floor of the food factory, with a long bloody trail...... No one even looked at it again.

Except for the birds of paradise.

This scene in front of me had an incomparably strong impact on the cognition of the paradise birds.

The crush she had just developed towards the barber was under a violent impact...... It became something she didn't know what it was.

- To these mages...... As long as it's not a mage, isn't it even of the same kind?

Even if they are also residents of the lower city.

It's the same no-coder.,Even the same part of your own organization-

Isn't it worth mentioning at all compared to "the same kind"?

Case.

…… So, what about the elven mages in Uptown?