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Chapter 35: Personified Capital

There is no such thing as unreasonable hatred in this world.

Even if Tovatus is a man of fun, he is still an elf.

What kind of fun can change this natural attitude and make him happy to watch a fellow member being assassinated, and even make suggestions for it?

At least Russell believed that the fun provided by "The Assassination of Kamaltha" was far from enough.

Although this is tantamount to simultaneous revenge in a triple sense: the hatred against Russell, the hatred against the inferior, and the hatred against Miss Morgan.

But after all, this has nothing to do with Tovatus. This kind of revenge drama must have been experienced countless times in his long memory of "Towatus".

It made him feel happy, and he was even willing to accept Miss Morgan's commission and find her godfather to help her; he even took the initiative to provide them with key information without receiving any compensation, and also taught them how to assassinate Camarse

director……

Among all positions, the butt position is the most authentic position.

If you can cross your own butt, there must be a deeper reason.

Now, Russell feels that he has probably got the answer.

Morgan believed that Tovatus' mother was also an elf... This was common sense among most people.

But Russell knew...that wasn't the case.

Not long ago, he just learned the secret about elves from Grandma Lan:

Psychiatry is a disease that once cured, one can become an immortal elf.

The elves have mastered this technology, and they have even been able to heal everyone long ago, allowing the whole world to "ascend" in the true sense.

But they chose to monopolize this technology.

By strictly controlling the number of elves and selecting the best humans to become elves, this ensures the absolute advantage of elves over ordinary humans.

In order to hide this secret...or in other words, in order to maintain the elves' rule over humans and make ordinary people feel that "elves are born noble", the elves even created their own language that belongs to the immortal species.

"Elvish" is even a required course for some majors.

Because they may interact with elves after graduation, mastering the Elvish language is a great advantage.

They specialize in cultivating some romantic and useless hobbies, and create some special terms that are only used by elves... such as "mother tree", "ancestor", "animal-eared man", and "animal transformation" to distinguish themselves from humans.

Clear boundaries.

Among humans, only a handful of large families or extremely outstanding individuals can come into contact with the secret that Grandma Lan knows.

As long as they can access this level, once they have the opportunity to become elves, they will immediately become vested interests and start to keep secrets with the elves.

Faced with Tovatus' questioning, the godfather didn't know how to respond.

The person who knows this is "Ultramarine", and the relationship he relies on is "Babel". Neither of them can be revealed in front of Tovatus.

So he could only remain silent.

"As expected..."

However, Tovatus seemed to have anticipated this.

His look at the godfather became complicated.

It's like the relief of finding a like-minded partner, and the passion of facing a competitor...

Perhaps the barber had made a mistake. He even detected some invisible melancholy and sadness on Tovatus's face.

"That's why you would say at that time... 'They have already monopolized most industries, owned most wealth, and are almost the uncrowned kings of this world. But they still want more.'"

Tovatus looked at the godfather and said softly: "The 'they' you say do not refer to the company, but to the elves."

...No, actually I mean the company.

Initially, I wanted to refer to the capitalists at the top of the company.

But the barber was silent for a while, and then realized that Tovatus's statement seemed to be correct...

In a sense, elves are the personification of runaway capital in this world.

This is actually the reason why the rule of the elves is so stable.

Because among humans, the most outstanding individuals and the families with the most power and wealth will eventually become elves.

Anyone who can resist the rule of the elves will eventually be assimilated and share power... and most importantly, the right to immortality.

Although the elves transformed through this method may not necessarily become the eighty-four directors, they will inherit the fate and memories passed down from generation to generation and directly become the immortal directors of the head office.

But ordinary elves may be better for those families.

The short-term memory before becoming an elf will undoubtedly be diluted by the long thousands of years and become extremely pale.

Not only will family ties be so weak that they can be ignored, but the elves reincarnated in this way will also hardly be of any benefit to the family.

But those boys and girls who transformed into ordinary elves were different.

Their lifespan is about a thousand years, and they can protect their family for a long time.

Although they no longer belong to this family, they have no nominal relationship with this family.

However, the memories of their childhood and the emotions they have cultivated over the years after becoming elves will make their love for their family heavier than anyone else.

Under such circumstances, when seeing the decline of the family, they will naturally help to extend the blood and kindness of the past...

If a family has cultivated an excellent "foundation" and has new elf quotas, these families will naturally be given priority.

After all, for elves, family can only be regarded as a very weak blood connection. Only elves are the same kind who can communicate on an equal footing. But if they are both elves, they will naturally be more trustworthy if they are related by blood.

So it was passed down from generation to generation... and solidified power was formed.

Just like a senior executive in a company.

Only when they are both high-level people can they be of the same kind and can communicate with each other on an equal footing. Ordinary people can theoretically be transformed into high-level people, but this way is controlled by a few people. People who become high-level people will cultivate their own factions and increase their abilities.

The number of trusted "similars".

...No wonder the elves chose to enter giant enterprise mode in the Sky Age.

Because from the beginning, elves are equivalent to the "directors" of the world.

Therefore, even though the barber didn't know the secret of the elf at all at the time, his words about those directors and companies could be used perfectly on the elf...

From this perspective, Tovatus's position becomes more subtle.

A... "director" who betrayed his class?

"Are you wondering," Tovatus said suddenly, "why I'm different from them?"

"yes."

The godfather paused for a moment, then nodded calmly.

He straightened his back and looked down into Tovatus' eyes.

The red eyes that always looked at the world playfully became calm and profound at this moment.

"I need to know...the reason why you are like this."

The godfather spoke slowly, and said words very seriously that were difficult to understand: "If I don't know the answer to this matter, and if I can't feel your sincerity, I can only think that you are playing tricks on me."

At this time, he saw Tovatus as an equal target for the first time.

Therefore... instead, he lost his pretense of humility in his words.

...that's ridiculous.

Before today, barbers never thought that elves were superior.

Because he subconsciously believed that he had a higher status than these elves.

And Tovatus also obviously tasted this strange, unfounded... but extremely reasonable arrogance from the words of the godfather.

It's not that he is arrogant, but he does have an inexplicable and unclear reason for his arrogance.

"This unabashed arrogance and absolute trust in oneself...ah, it's so familiar. It's so interesting."

The elf boy with black hair and red eyes suddenly laughed: "At this moment, you are more like an elf than me..."

He was silent for a while, gathering his thoughts.

Later, the "discordant" replied:

"Let's put it this way. I've actually died once."

He replied softly: "It was my mother who saved me once across time."


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