Overturned Tower

Although they were 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 person who recklessly provoked the leader was unanimously disgusted by everyone.

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

He quickly integrated into the circle of these leaders, and began to chat with these people.

The barber is indeed a "barber", although he doesn't know any of these people.But chatting is so natural, like friends for many years.

On the contrary, Strangling had a faint feeling of being isolated.But he seems to be used to it.

As for the corpse that was dragged out on the shoulders and left with a long bloodstain on the clean floor of the food factory... no one even took a second look.

Except the Paradise Birds.

The scene in front of him had an extremely strong impact on Paradise Bird's cognition.

The affection she had just had for the barber, under the violent shock... turned into something she didn't even know what it was.

——For these mages... As long as they are not mages, they are not even the same kind?

Even if they are also residents of the lower city.

Also uncoded, and even a member of his own organization——

Is it not worth mentioning at all compared to "similar"?

That being the case.

...And what about those elf mages in Uptown?

Chapter 37 Risk is Opportunity

Soon after that, it was nine o'clock.

It didn't matter that the leaders of two small organizations didn't come.

"Then, let's destroy them this week."

The young elf son declared very naturally: "I am here to make people."

It's like a discussion with the same level of seriousness as "shall I have roast lamb chops for lunch tomorrow".

And the others didn't have any opinions, so they decided the life and death of the two small organizations while talking and laughing happily.

After that, all the chiefs were ready to go to another place for a meeting.

And these "trustworthy" thugs who were brought in went to another workshop to see the batch of chips under the extremely polite and respectful guidance of another reformer.

Birds of Paradise are naturally also mixed in.

She came here at the risk just to destroy this batch of poisonous chips.

Just like she gave medicine to the sick on the side of the road.

She knew that she was exposing herself to possess precious drugs, but she did it anyway.

——she has long since realized that Lower Town is not worth saving.

Since the core purpose of the company is to continue to maintain the confrontation between the upper and lower urban areas... then the person who poisoned the treatment chip is probably not a director, or else has other plans.

Even so, she hopes to destroy the chips.

Not worth it or not.It is not useful or not.Or does it make sense.

It's just that she couldn't just sit back and watch so many lives wither away in someone's plan and become a part of the plan that represented the number of deaths.

A sentence from the barber touched her before: "I would rather die a short and brilliant death than live such a humble life!"

But if it's Paradise Bird, she has another answer.

"Even if it's the most humble thing to live... that's fine; if more people can survive, even if I die briefly and brilliantly, that's fine."

The most indispensable thing in the downtown area is the confused, useless and guilty people.

In terms of value, it can be said that the entire lower city... may not be as valuable as a street in the upper city.

However, her father taught her that life is neither high nor low.

Birds of Paradise have heard that angels as "healers" need to swear that if they have the ability, they must provide medical assistance to others, must not provide lethal drugs to others, and must keep others' secrets.Bird of Paradise isn't a "healer," and she hasn't taken that vow...but she's still doing it.

Of course, her father also told her that rescuing others fairly does not mean waiting to die in the face of danger-if someone attacked him, he would fight back with a gun.If the counterattack is over and it is confirmed that the opponent is still alive after losing the ability to resist, he will bandage the opponent and give the opponent medicine, instead of sitting and watching the opponent die wailing.It is a shame for a healer to watch others die in front of him without moving.

So he taught Paradise Bird the technique of saving people, and at the same time taught her the technique of killing people.

Once Paradise Bird did not understand this.

And it was only now that she realized clearly——sometimes, killing people, destroying things, and stealing are actually saving lives.

Healers who only know how to use medicine and surgery can't save many people.

In her home, there are machine guns, bazookas and explosives that her father used.

Now, she carries the explosives left by her father with her body.

As for the meeting... She left a tiny listening device that looked like a transparent sticker on the inside of the barber's clothes.Being able to remotely eavesdrop on what the Veil of Ignorance is up to.

At that time, she actually regretted it after An Wan, regretting her recklessness.But fortunately the barber didn't seem to notice, which is luck.

"Next... it's my turn."

Only a 14-year-old girl recited silently in her heart.

the other side.

The leaders of the organization gathered in a closed room.

I don't know what it was originally here, but now it has become empty, and a conference table was moved in by people from the Veil of Ignorance in advance.It looked decent.

Torvatos sat in the first place very naturally, and the barber was pulled to sit on his right.

Torvatus was still looking into the barber's eyes as the other chiefs took their seats.

But the barber's eyes were unusually clear.

Obviously, he was really not at all tempted by Tovatus' previous conditions.

He even gathered the corners of his clothes.

After a long silence, Tovatus sighed in great disappointment: "It's really rare, I thought you short-lived species would be eager for eternal life at all costs... I underestimated you."

"Give me liberty or give me death. Subject to man's eternal life, it is but endless torment."

The barber narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I believe everyone thinks so.

"That's why we're here."

--of course not.

Of course, he didn't think that the moral standards of other people here would be very high, and even the IQ level might not be high enough.

But since he directly exposed this trick, there will be very few people who can't react anymore.

Even if someone is still fooled, in the current atmosphere, no one is willing to jump out and say no.

There was also a ferocious and satisfied smile on Hang Shou's face, he nodded and replied in a low voice: "That's right."

"Ah... Is it true that you are a bird? You have a heart that yearns for freedom, and it seems that you can't shut it down."

Tovatus shook his head regretfully: "If you were born in Uptown, I'm afraid you would become a great philosopher."

The barber just smiled: "Not necessarily. If I was born in Uptown, maybe I would have died long ago.

"Either died in a traffic accident, or died of a slip and fall. I have never had any doubts about what your kindred can do."

"That's true."

Unexpectedly, Tovatus nodded without hesitation: "They are too boring. That's why I came down and opposed them.

"You're one of the few guys I find interesting."

"Alright, discordants," a Maltese woman with long maroon curly hair and glasses crossed her fingers at Tovatus, "What exactly do you want to gather us here for?

"It's impossible to really come to hold a mage meeting, right?"

"Take it easy, 'Ale'."

Tovatus obviously knew her a long time ago, and said with a smile: "You can trust me more."

"Ah."

Malt Wine smiled, and said sarcastically, "Are you asking me to trust an elf? Or trust me in an extremely distinguished...director of the Seven Giants?"

"They're all mages, so don't talk about these things."

Hang Sha shook his head: "We have too few mages in the new era, too weak. Except for the discordants, the most experienced among us have just been mages for six years... and I have only been three years.

"Anyone can be our enemy. We mages must be united...as united as possible."

This very self-respecting lion is obviously willing to endure Tovatus' face-to-face poaching because of this idea.

"Indeed."

Tovatus folded his hands on his chest, leaned back on the chair and said leisurely: "You should all know that the Angel Legion is back.

"It's just coming back a little now, but there will be many more... They are here to destroy us. If there is no result, the church will continue to awaken other angels."

"It's 'us'."

Another man wearing mouse-gray toad glasses indoors said calmly, "You really have something to do?"

Torvatus smiled: "You return forever, so there is no need to be so hostile to me, 'full familiarity'.

"Listen to me, I have a very good plan with me."

"what's the plan?"

The barber on the side just rightly cheered: "Let's hear it."

"It's simple, a show of strength - a devastating blow to the church buildings in Uptown."

"……That's it?"

Malt Wine shook his head in disappointment: "It's just a joke."

"That means you don't understand the company."

Torvatus smiled proudly: "The essence of the company is efficiency, and what they are afraid of is trouble...so if we are too weak, the company will support the angels to end the battle quickly. In this way, the church will not continue to awaken new angels .

"But as Barber said, the company doesn't really want to destroy us if they can.

"So at this time, as long as we show our destructive power and express our willingness to merge ... the company will in turn become our friend."

"Friend? Company?"

Hang Hang snorted and let out a dull lion roar: "Do you think... there is someone here who can regard the company as a friend?"

"We don't need to treat the company as a friend, as long as the company treats us as friends."

Tovatus, who looked only seven or eight years old, showed an almost sly smile.

He explained clearly, calmly and confidently: "Because the church is also an enemy to the company - the legendary angel, just appearing in front of people will become the guiding light of faith. The company does not want the influence of the church to be lost." Ascension. So they need to make angels go through failures to turn people against angels.

"The specific method is to let us carry out precise attacks on the buildings invested by the church. Let people realize that it is the appearance of these angels that triggered our attacks and caused them trouble... Then even if we are the ones who take the initiative to attack, There will still be fools who will blame the angels.

"The censure itself is meaningless and carries no weight, but this is the moment the company was waiting for.

"Tianen Group is good at manipulating public opinion. With the support of public opinion, coupled with the company's behind-the-scenes efforts, it will form a raging public opinion. Although the angels are not afraid, the church behind the angels will shackle them. Acting will be subject to many restrictions.

"In this way, as long as the public opinion does not subside, the church cannot continue to unfreeze new angels, and the company will find a way to delay it. We can continue to bomb buildings related to the church... At this time, the company dare not, They also don’t want to interfere with us, because compared to us, the church is the enemy that the company is more afraid of, and once it wakes up, it will be completely unable to deal with it.

"—In this way, the three forces can achieve a perfect balance. Our weakness has become a weapon instead."

Until then, Tovatus showed his aura as a "director":

"It's not a risk, it's an opportunity. My friends."

Chapter 38 The Torrent of Times

Bird of Paradise's bug terminal is hidden in her short hair, on a bone near her ear.

That's a technique known as e-tattooing, a radically simplified version of a circuit board.

It can be permanently tattooed on the body, or it can be directly attached to the surface of the human body as a sticker.