「…… When, of course you can!"

Hearing Russell's words, Xiaoya's face subconsciously showed a look of joy. But she suddenly thought of something, glanced at the strangulation, and a hesitant and worried look appeared in her eyes: "It's just..."

Russell knew what she was worried about.

"Don't worry, it won't bother me in any way."

He smiled mildly and said, "Because I'm not short of money at all, and I don't need money at all. Strangulation...... In other words, Mr. Mahavira does not have to pay any price for this."

Of course, Strangling knows that "Ultramarine" does have the capital to say such things.

But he was instinctively allergic to this kind of pure goodness - Mahavira had grown up in a malevolent environment, and if he easily believed in anyone's "good intentions", he could fall into the abyss from which he could never recover. And now, with his not stupid brain, he can naturally clearly know that this time is different from the past, and the environment he is in is fundamentally different from before.....

However, instinct is not easy to change.

He didn't want to be like a hedgehog to show that he was useless and only pricked his friend's spikes, but he couldn't control himself. So he will choose to stay away from the crowd.....

In normal times, he would unconditionally reject Ultramarine's kindness.

Any favor will come at a price - even if the other party has no intention of asking for it, the strangulation needs to find an opportunity to repay the favor and repay the favor. And the heavier the kindness, the more difficult it is to repay. If you look for such a thing as "spiritual profiling surgery", even if you look for strangulation knowledge in the high allocation, you will know that the operation fee will be at least hundreds of thousands of credits, and even more than seven figures. That's not even counting the connections that found a good doctor, and it is said that priceless connections are more expensive than expensive surgeries.

How can he repay this level of favor?

He didn't want to die. So he didn't dare to ask for it.

.....But now, this matter involves Xiaoya. In his life, he has never done anything for others. In order to protect Xiaoya, he sacrificed his life - this is the first time in his life.

The first time did not retreat, but stood at the end.

It's like some kind of sunk cost. He thought that since Xiaoya had been saved by his life, if she couldn't get happiness, the risk she paid would be like a waste. Even if it is just to make the risk she pays more valuable, Xiaoya should survive with a more magnificent attitude.

She wanted to get a pair of legs.

- I'm ashamed to say that strangulation really can't appreciate the "fishtail" aesthetic. He was ashamed of the despicable and vulgar thoughts in his heart, but he did want to see Xiaoya with a pair of beautiful and fair-skinned long legs. And just realizing the hidden desires in his heart, he felt angry at himself.

What a brute, I bastard. He thought to himself.

The desires in his heart overlapped with Xiaoya's thoughts, and he couldn't refuse Ultramarine's kindness no matter what. It gave him the illusion of being tied up and put a collar around his neck. This made him feel a faint sadness. Once upon a time, he would also mock those who were choked by the company?

At that time, he thought that he was noble, moral, and different.

Now it seems that he is just too selfish. Because they don't care about anything, so that there is no soft underbelly.

"I agreed for Xiaoya, Mr. Ultramarine," he said suddenly, bowing his head slightly to Russell, "really...... Thank you so much. Thank you."

Never before had Mahavira thanked people so formally and solemnly.

The "thank you" weighed more than a thousand pounds in his mouth, and he felt as if he was kneeling, making his face a little red. Fortunately, he had heavy white hair on his face, which covered up some embarrassment.

"If you really want to thank me, answer me a question sincerely, Mr. Mahavira."

Russell looked at the strangulation and said softly, "Please answer from the bottom of your heart and tell the most truthful answer."

"I swear by my name," Mahavira was silent for a moment, slowly

"I'll never lie to you."

"Mr. Mahavira, what do you think of the barber now?" Russell asked with a smile.

The sly, but not annoying smile on his face, made Mahavira think he was talking to a barber.

…… Ah, speaking of which, Ultramarines and the Barber are good friends.

It was only then that Mahavira realized this assumption. Although he

He knew about it half a year ago, but because the two had never shown any intimacy in front of him, he subconsciously ignored it - or rather, he regarded it as the character played by the hero "Ultramarine".

In other words, Mahavira actually thinks that "ultramarine" and "barber" are not so familiar.

He only declared the barber his friend and the Broker his own power as an investment and protection mentality. And there must be his own purpose - after all, the so-called "professional heroes" are just some "stars" and "businessmen". They don't do what doesn't do good.

But now it seems...... They may be true friends with each other. It's like yourself and the inferior guy

Mahavira was silent for a moment before he spoke in a deep voice, "If you give me this money so that I will not betray the Holy Father again, then you may be disappointed."

"Oh?"

Russell raised his eyebrows and smiled gently, "What do you say?" "You must have heard from my godfather, I have said to his face many times, 'When he falls, I will betray him, that's why I am worried about him.'"

"That's not a lie, it's not duplicity."

Mahavira calmly replied, "Even up to now, he has not been fully approved by me. He wasn't domineering, he wasn't ambitious, he wasn't aggressive enough, he wasn't aggressive enough—if I wanted to serve a lord from the bottom of my heart, he should show me his almost absurd ambition. The madness that destroys the world if it is not to rule the world, and to do so without taking half a step back.

"Only in the hands of that kind of person can I find peace of mind. For I know that he will accept me no matter what—that he is too ambitious, so that if I am useful enough, no matter what rotten person I am, whether I am respectful to him or not, he must respect me.

"But...... Godfather, he's too rational. Unlike us bastards who were born in the mud, his heart is clean and his hands dirty. This kind of person will never give me security...... Because I'm not as clean as he is. If I can't change myself, he will give up. He kept it under his command like a guard dog - not to kill someone, but to guard the yard.

"But I'm not stupid, Mr. Ultramarine. I don't think I can change myself... If the watchdog bites the thief to death, he may also be punished, or even lose his life. Because in that case, I'm just a dog at best.

"That's why I want to be king—if I'm the leader, then I can give him enough trust, or rather, the highest trust. Just as he did when he first came under my command. He will be my brain, and I will give him all the power I can to seal it up.

"—That's why I told him that I would betray him."

Mahavira sighed slowly, as if he were smoking. But he never smoked. "But I would say that, not that I really wanted to betray him. I have never plotted betrayal. It's just a safety plan...... If someday someone tries to kidnap him and threaten me, I can run for my life without hazing - because I have already declared it, it is not a betrayal. Because I have declared that I am going to betray him, we are not friends."

If the godfather was captured or kidnapped because of this, he did not have to risk his life to save it; If the Church Father was disappointed in him, or decided to punish him, he would not have a position to defend himself.

If the Godfather had decided to abandon him who had become useless, he would have been able to pack up and leave without feeling sad;

If the godfather dies before him, and he can't do anything—and he doesn't have to

and feel pain and remorse.

— because they're not that familiar. Because they are not friends, but hidden enemies.

"But I've given up now."

Strangler sighed, "I don't want to be a king anymore. I'm twenty-nine years old this year, and some people even think I'm thirty or forty. But now, I have finally come out of my teenage or fifteen-year-old years.

"I don't care about paths, ambitions, or spells. I don't have that confused anger anymore, and I don't need to do anything in the name of the 'White Lions' anymore. I just want to live well......

"Compared to those lofty but empty 'great ambitions', I now have more things I want to do."

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Xiaoya.

The lion's dark golden pupils revealed a cat-like softness.

"I have no reason to betray him."

Strangler took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

His tone was clear and calm, and the aura of room and alienation from the world that was overflowing all the time was as faint as a phantom: "Because I have ...... No more fear. On the contrary, I want to thank him – it was because he gave me this task that my life could change. Even if he doesn't see me as a friend, I already see him as a friend. I'm ashamed to say that now, I look back...... I realized that he had helped me a lot. Before, I was too stubborn and ignorant.

"So, Mr. Ultramarine—please make another request. I can't sell what my heart has agreed to do at an expensive price that makes me feel sorry." Hearing the words of strangulation, Russell looked at the inferior and then at the delphinium.

A strange smile appeared on the faces of the three of them...... It was a strangulation with some incomprehensible laughter.

"In that case," said Ultramarine, with the same sly smile that belonged to the godfather, "then as a bride price for my friend. …」

Halfway through his speech, his countenance began to melt like wax.

In just an instant, the original 1.69-meter-tall "Ultramarine" became a 1.76-meter-tall "Barber".

Under the stunned gaze of the strangulation, the blue-haired young man who was respectfully called the "godfather" by the *** people of the seven islands showed a cheerful smile.

"If there's anything you can do in return..."

The godfather cocked his fingers, put them in front of his lips, and tilted his head slightly. He closed one eye and smiled mysteriously and calmly.

The smile was so standard that it looked like some kind of painted skin. But the comfortable affinity exuded by his words gives this "standardization" an indescribable magical charm.

"—Then let your future children recognize me as their godfather."

The godfather said gently.

Strangler's eyes widened as he watched the scene that overloaded his brain.

As a mage's empathy, he can be sure that the person who appears in front of him is indeed the "godfather". It's true.

The events of the past are all emerging in front of my eyes-

Strangling seems to suddenly understand why the Godfather and Ultramarine never appeared at the same time.

He also suddenly understood why, on the very day that the inferior entered the lower city, the godfather appeared in their eyes for the first time; And why was it that after the inferior left the executive department, he was arranged by the barber to go to the lower city.

Someone once joked at the Brokers, saying that "the Godfather and Ultramarines never appeared at the same time, so they are the same person"; But whether it's ale or strangulation, no one thinks about it. However, Malt Wine seems to have expected it for a long time, because in the past six months, her attitude towards Ultramarine has suddenly become much more respectful. It's just that the strangulation didn't react, and what is this for.

After all, psionics can't become mages, and everyone knows that. Even if he doesn't think the godfather is a downtown resident, the question is solved long after he reveals his past as "Little Glass".

But the strangulation never expected that the barber was actually ultramarine!

Ultramarine's psionic ability is to become someone else—

…

… Speaking of which, do you want to kill that guy's mouth? The lucky one who unconsciously guessed the truth....... He won't have any news channels for the evil sect, right? The strangulation's brain was a little confused.

He felt that if he spoke at this time, he would be talking gibberish.

Moreover, since "ultramarine" is a "barber", then what I just said is not in front of the barber

「.. … Poof."

The inferior looked at the shocked expression on the face of the strangulation, and couldn't help but turn his head and laugh.

"The identity of the barber does belong to 'Little Liuli,'" Russell himself explained, "but the real 'Little Liuli' is already dead. But my psionic abilities have copied her personality and consciousness, and my body can transform into the Blue Song Robin, which was his name before he became Little Glass.

"The first time we met in the Dream Realm, I told you—'I'm a code name, and I'm called Blue Song Robin. It's true. It's just that you didn't believe it."

This is the first time Russell has explained his ability to strangle, and it is also the first time that he has unreservedly explained his specificity to people he meets for the first time.

Until then, Russell had been extremely cautious, hiding his ability to copy and transform into others. He didn't dare to tell anyone but someone he could trust completely.

And now

Russell finally didn't need to hide anymore. This feeling of exhilaration, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Because he already has the confidence to be fearless.

"Don't laugh either.... Wolf words."

Russell looked at the inferior, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "We met the first love of the strangulation...... So, what about yours?

"Why don't you bring your new little girlfriend for us to meet?"

Hearing this, the strangulation's gaze sharpened.

「…… She can't be considered my girlfriend."

The smile on the face of the inferior suddenly couldn't hold back.

He waved his hand a little reluctantly, saying something he didn't quite believe: "I haven't really figured out who she is."

"-It's [lover]."

Russell interrupted, "Whatever happens, it's your loved one.

"You've all found someone you're willing to love, and that's good. It's really good. Only when one loves the world can one truly live in it. And falling in love with the first person other than yourself is a good start.

"The emperor once said that there is no 'hero' in this world who can save others, but only his own children,....

When Russell said this, he paused slightly: "I think now that he is right.

"A hero is a powerless thing..."

In front of his eyes, a piece of the past suddenly appeared.

At that time, he was just as a "barber" now.

But at that time, he had not yet completed the transfer, so he was not aware of the name of his psionic powers.

At that time, the "barber" said sad words to Morgan, who had not yet become his mask.

[..... hero is a powerless thing]

The former "barber" had dark eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was holding his breath, or as if he was so sad that he couldn't breathe.

[There must be something to pay, and there must be some tragedy, and there will be a hero. Many of the costs are borne by the hero's relatives and friends, some by the innocent..... only a very small number of the costs are borne by the hero himself]

[-Heroes can save a lot of people.] Only I can't save the people of the day and night that I became a hero.]

"—But if you can't save your loved ones, what's the point of being a hero?"

Today's "barber" looked up at the strangulation: "How can the so-called 'hero' who can't even save the [one person] he wants to save the most, save others and save the world?"

His eyes sparkled with confidence.

He spoke slowly, "You asked me what my real goal was in establishing the Brokers.

Now, I'll tell you

"I will give the dead an immortal name, and the living an immortal love. Having love doesn't make you weak... It's about making people stronger. Let the confused become sober, and let the confused become firm. It starts with you, with the people around me, and then extends to the most people I can reach. Not for any truth, not for any justice.

"I want you all to be truly happy—not an illusory happiness, but a small happiness that you can actually feel, that you can touch." I want people to be able to remember the past, to cherish the present, to dream of the future."