"The difference between Conservative Hydra and Radical Hydra lies only in whether bloodlines are involved. The latter, taken to its extreme, becomes the former—families like the Rockefellers, Cohens, Rothschilds, Warburgs, and so on... Regardless of whether they invoke progress, democracy, freedom, or breaking class rigidity, the former, having once belonged to the aristocracy, still had obligations to fulfill. Once the latter develops to its extreme, it becomes the former. Their true goal is to become permanent property holders who bear no social responsibility."
The Emperor tapped the tabletop, signaling Constantine to pour himself a glass of vegetable juice. Hammurabi would not be spared either.
The small English afternoon tea table in the garden was now piled high with all kinds of meat. The giants seated around the little white table made it look like a low stool, creating a somewhat incongruous sight. Even more incongruous, however, was the barbecue party by the pool on the other side of the manor. After wandering around, Balder had still come over to the Emperor's side, because the other side was holding a women's tea gathering. Rosa claimed she wanted to share some secrets with Bayonetta and Jeanne. The Emperor had no intention of hiding anything from Balder. When he saw him approach, he had Hammurabi bring over a chair, then continued analyzing the differences and common ground between Conservative Hydra and Radical Hydra for the Praetorian Guards, as though this were not a meeting, but an afternoon chat.
It would take roughly another twenty-two minutes for Amon's Sub-orbital Aircraft to land at the manor.
"There's no need to slaughter every heir of the Conservative Hydra families. Even if that would be an effective method, there's no need for us to do it ourselves." The Emperor frowned as he drank the vegetable juice. It