Russell thought for a while and said this. He was really afraid that this group of people would suddenly collapse at their posts while struggling. If he saw a similar scene, it would really affect his mood. So, it is better to use the reminder and spend some food to feed it for a few days and see how it goes. Anyway, it wasn't Russell who paid for it. ——Raiden Mei’s father has always hoped to talk to Russell for a while. Well, although he doesn’t know what he wants to talk to him about, no matter what he talks about, it will not prevent Mr. Luo from charging high consulting fees. Everything was reimbursed by Master Lei . "what?" After Russell expressed his thoughts, Yelena and Tallulah beside him showed expressions of astonishment. "Is there anything wrong with giving some food to the common people and enjoying the applause and praise just to satisfy your own mood?" "Besides, this isn't a losing business. The productivity of workers who have had enough rest is much higher than that of slaves in a famine. We can't really treat them as serfs."
Russell simply explained his thoughts. Then, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Tallulah and Yelena looked at him even more strangely. "...Are you really an Ursus noble?" After a long time, the girl named Yelena looked at the boy next to her as if he was an alien. ? ! "...Mr. Russell, maybe you have always lived in Saint Stein Castle. The land under the Tsar's feet is more concerned with the rule of law and humanism." Tallulah spoke softly. "In fact, many nobles, especially those on the border, like to find excuses to turn commoners into serfs, and then force them into their own factories, working endlessly until they die..." Russell was silenced. He had thought the prompter was already quite inhumane. So, the surplus value indicator is considered the light of civilization in Ursus, right? Oh my god, even with the power of bloodline theory, this group of people will be hanged sooner or later! Russell suddenly felt that his aristocratic status was no longer important. We have to find a way to make a holy break with those insects. “This land is completely sick.” Russell stated his position succinctly. "Perhaps, this world really needs a raging fire to judge the beasts that have lost their mercy." A rather manic and un-aristocratic statement. As the words fell, the prompter popped up.
[Yelena's favorability towards you has increased significantly. The current level is about the same as seeing the guy at the convenience store? ] [Tallulah's favorability towards you has increased significantly... She seems to see a reflection of herself in you? Damn it, apart from your noble births, how are you similar? ] [She may come to you to discuss philosophy. You can try to talk to her about The Wealth of Nations, Capital, and the General Theory of Employment, Interest, and Money.] The prompt from the prompter made the corners of Russell's mouth twitch slightly. So the favorability rating increased twice in a row, but it turned out to be just because of the convenience store guy? Is Yelena's initial favorability negative 100? ! ! Besides, who has the shadow of you, a foolish dragon girl? Who are you scolding? "...Mr. Russell, I think we may reach more consensus in the future." Tallulah looked at the man who seemed to be standing at a crossroads and said seriously. She had a premonition. Russell is not of the same kind as the other nobles. Russell didn't reply, but threw the warehouse key to Tallulah, then signaled her to get out, and then returned to his bedroom to harass Huihui as usual. “Megumin, how is my magic tool going?” "...Boss, don't rush me. Even if you kill me, the casting period of the magic tool is still seven days." The girl on the other side spoke weakly. Russell really reminds me three times a day, which is even more accurate than my own mealtime. Tsk—— Small workshops just won’t work. "No progress?" Russell despised the efficiency of the Red Demons, not considering the difficulty of making the so-called magic tools at all, just like your bastard Party A. Huihui didn't like what she heard. The Red Demon Clan’s magical technology is the best in the world, okay? “No, there is progress.” Huihui quickly typed out a line of words, trying to clear the name of the Crimson Demon Clan. what. Any progress? Russell was delighted. "What progress?"
He asked quickly. "Your soul-binding kunai is ready." Chapter 32 True and False Tallulah Soul Binding Kunai Type: Anti-spiritual weapon Attack distance: 1 Maximum catch: 1 people Additional combat skill: Soul Binding The spirit that has lost its possessed object is restrained and transformed into an artifact spirit. A kunai that carries spiritual power can cause a certain degree of damage to evil spirits, and releasing combat skills can restrain a soul. The weaker the spirit is and the more distracted its mind is, the higher the probability of successful restraint. [It would be cooler to make an eye mask, a mask, or earrings to restrain the soul. Why make it into a kunai? The rich man’s aesthetic taste is really problematic. - The Crimson Demon Clan leader who does not want to reveal his name] [Has the boss already started customizing kunai? This time he asked for the additional attribute of soul-binding. Next time, it might be diarrhea curse, frostbite, or bleeding. It's scary to think about it. The boss might be more scary than the demon king. - Huihui, who does not want to reveal her name] Russell looked at the description that appeared on the prompter and silently took out a small notebook from his pocket. It’s terrifying when you think about it. When the magic tools are ready, I will let you go to Sargon (a mixed country with primitive jungles and Sahara Desert) to explore new markets! ! Russell gave Huihui a hard lesson. Then, he walked out of his villa and headed towards the defense line of the granary. As expected, Tallulah was seen there, leading people to carry canned food and winter clothes. "Mr. Russell." The red dragon took the initiative to greet Russell. Yelena, who was standing next to him, thought for a while and handed a spicy candy to Russell. "It's a little spicy, um, but not too spicy." Russell tore open the candy wrapper, ate it, and then made this comment. "A moderately spicy taste can bring a warming feeling. There is no need to pursue a taste that is too spicy." Yelena said. Her physique has been completely alienated and she cannot touch warm things at all. As time goes by, it's natural to want to feel warm.
Spicy candy is produced under such circumstances. "Do you like the warm feeling? Ah, if you receive proper treatment, you should see improvement in about three months." Russell smiled and said, in fact, the best way to treat it is not the Originium inhibitor, but the talisman - horse. However, even if it is not as fast as the horse talisman, the Originium inhibitor can evoke Yelena's yearning for warmth. Those words made Yelena's eyes show some longing. She really wants to experience the world of normal people. "Speaking of which, Mr. Russell, did you come to us to ask for something that you forgot to tell us?" Feeling the extra light in her friend's eyes, Tallulah couldn't help but smile. Then, she looked at Russell, this very humane nobleman, who did not seem to be just taking a walk here. After all, taking a walk would not help the integration movement nearby to unload food. "Well, it's nothing really. I just suddenly remembered that the big guy in your organization seems to be the Wendigo." Russell thought about it and mentioned the Patriots. Black Snake, one of the undead. There is no specific demonstration of the combat power level of the main body, but after controlling Tallulah, it has the ability to stably suppress the two inner guards. This is a scary number, because Queen Kai, who acts as a riddle teller all day long, only has the strength of an inner guard. Russell was playing with a talisman, on which there existed both a yin and yang tiger. The tiger spell was enough to separate Black Snake and Tallulah. As long as we defeat the black snake here and force it to escape from our body, we can restrain it. only-- Russell didn't like fighting. "Patriot?" Tallulah obviously knew who Russell was talking about. "What do you want from him?" "Well, I think I'd like to find someone to spar with." Russell spoke ambiguously. Of course it's a competition, but it's just that Black Snake is competing with the Patriot. I'd rather decline the opportunity to be criticized by someone. "Want to fight the Patriots?" Tallulah was instantly in awe. Her talent is said to be as good as that of the Patriots, but being as talented as the Patriots and being as strong as the Patriots are two different concepts.
She also sought out the Patriots for practice, and after each fight she felt like her head was still hanging on her neck, which was a miracle. "Mr. Russell, your strength and courage are admirable." "Well, so, could you, Ata, help lead the way?" Ata? Tallulah was stunned. Isn't this name too intimate?
