Will I Eventually Become a Capitalist? Chapter 35

——The entire Third Army Group was basically his private army.

That was a military force capable of destroying half a duchy.

Facing such a powerful Grand Duke, even the Emperor of Ursus would have to weigh his options.

Russell's first move was to seize all of the Grand Duke of Baikal's assets.

Black Snake felt its heart clench.

"Eeeeee, didn't Your Excellency say, 'You want to take over half the Grand Duke's territory and the Third Army Group without offering any benefits? Don't you think that's too preposterous?'"

"Doesn't that mean that as long as I pay a certain price, you can help me seize the Grand Duke of Baikal's territory and the Third Army Group?"

Russell blinked and then repeated Black Snake's earlier words.

Black Snake's heart wasn't just clenching now; it couldn't even control the expression on its face.

That was just empty promises.

And where exactly did you pay any price?

Up until now, haven't you just been plundering my intelligence reserves and savings?

"Your Excellency is joking. That was just my idle talk. Isn't it normal to draw people in with promises?"

Black Snake's pupils trembled for a moment, but then quickly returned to calm.

The young man before him seemed a little surprised.

Then, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. It was a polite yet eerie smile, like the mockery of some demon.

That expression, falling into Black Snake's eyes, made the creature feel its heart suddenly grow heavy.

This Russell fellow.

Most of the time, he acted like a runaway wild dog.

Carefree and unreasonable.

But now, he had shed his playful demeanor and resumed his noble posture.

What trick was this guy playing now?

"Mm, I understand what you mean. Next, I will try to marry a Sarkaz woman and then move to Londinium."

The young man said something that left Black Snake completely bewildered.

Wait, how did you go from seizing the Grand Duke's assets to marrying a Sarkaz woman?

"...What do you mean."

Black Snake asked after a long silence.

It sometimes truly felt like Russell might be its nemesis. Ever since meeting him, nothing had gone smoothly for it.

Furthermore, its understanding of things was constantly being challenged.

"If I can't get the resources from Ursus, then I'll ask the Regent."

Russell said casually.

His words were filled with an air of self-entitlement.

It was so arrogant it made one want to roll their eyes.

Victoria's Regent, Treshis, was a man like an ascetic.

That fellow went to Londinium under the pretext of quelling ducal disputes, subdued Victoria's Council Guard, and gained control of seventy percent of the city's defense forces.

He then built the Shard Towers and aerial fleets by exploiting the residents of Londinium, attempting to launch a war of revenge against all the nations on Terra that had once conquered Kazdel. He used violent deterrence to awe the four directions and secure a space for the Sarkaz to survive.

Trying to demand resources from that man who would squeeze every last drop out of you?

It would be easier to try and get the Ursus nobles to do something decent.

If anyone else had said this, Black Snake would have immediately started applauding, "Oh, my friend, go quickly, don't linger."

Keeping someone like that in Ursus would only lower Ursus's average IQ.

But, these words came from Russell's mouth...

Russell... although his methods were not exactly refined, he was a genuine noble schemer.

The blood of madness flowed through him.

He would not rest until he had torn apart the Son of Heaven of Great Yan.

What exactly was he holding onto that made him so certain of gaining Kazdel's support?

Black Snake's heart suddenly grew heavy.

As if sensing Black Snake's gaze, the young man produced a stone carved with a horse from somewhere in his hand. Black Snake had seen similar stones; it was because of a talisman bearing the Yin-Yang Tiger that it had been separated from Talulah's body.

Did this stone possess the power that the Sarkaz desperately needed?

Black Snake's brain was now working faster than anyone else's.

In front of Black Snake, the young man took out his staff—his casting tool, inlaid with Originium. To Black Snake's disbelief, the young man grasped the Originium—

"Crack!"

The power of the YaZi directly crushed the Originium into pieces, but the moment the Originium shattered, it also sliced the hand, leaving it bloody and raw.

The Black Snake's pupils trembled violently. This guy...

He's infecting himself with Oripathy!!

The instant Russell's body was infected with Oripathy, the noble Horse Talisman instantly emitted a bright light, and the Originium that had already entered Russell's body was directly expelled.

No, it wasn't that simple.

There wasn't a single scratch on Russell's hand.

Even the Originium that had already been crushed was repaired and seamlessly embedded back into the staff, perfectly intact.

A perfect cure?

No, a perfect restoration!!

An extremely terrifying thought flashed through the Black Snake's mind.

"The noble Horse that repels all external forces and repairs all matter."

"I'm not entirely sure about the upper limit of this thing, but it should be enough to let the Sarkaz use Originium Arts freely, keep the war machines running perfectly forever, and send the wounded back to the battlefield."

"It just so happens that I know the whereabouts of the Child of the Earth, and I have Talulah's loyalty. If I can successfully propose, I think Treshis will be willing to restore the power of the Gargoyle Royal Court. If we negotiate properly, we might even be able to take the throne of Victoria. At that time, I will unite Kazdel, Victoria, Kashimir, and Ruyitania to declare war on Ursus."

The young man said indifferently.

"Are you insane?"

"If the stone in your hand possesses such power, I can guarantee that the Blood Demon Lord will kill you the moment he finds out and seize this power. Your plan is just a fantasy."

The Black Snake, uncharacteristically, showed a rare display of rage.

It craved war, but it meant a war of one nation against another, not a group of nations ganging up on it!

This Russell fellow, just because he didn't get the assets of the Grand Duke of Baikal, is trying to instigate a war of encirclement against Ursus?!!

The most crucial point...

This is a war that could completely happen.

Because Ursus and all the countries Russell mentioned have conflicts. If Russell can unite two or three countries, the other nations will undoubtedly follow without hesitation. Even Great Yan, which didn't receive an invitation, would bite Ursus.

At that time, Ursus would be annihilated like Gaul!!

"Heh heh, why do you think I don't have the ability to devour this power?"

The young man, who had already displayed multiple Originium Arts, smiled faintly. He looked down at the Snake Lord, who was no longer calm.

"Are you willing to gamble on the possibility that I don't have the ability to devour the Horse Talisman?"

Chapter Forty-One: The Red Star of Love Shines

This month, a few minor incidents occurred within the Reunion Movement.

For example, their leader, Talulah, became withdrawn after being certified as very manly by her comrades.

A few minor incidents also happened in the chat group.

For instance, the group members voted to establish a salon on Terra.

At the same time, a few minor incidents also occurred in Ursus.

For example—

The Grand Duke of Baikal died, stabbed eighteen times in the back, holding a confession letter, and died at St. John's Fort.

The Grand Duke's death was undoubtedly a major event.

However, it failed to cause even the slightest ripple in Ursus.

Of course, all the above matters definitely have nothing to do with Russell.

After all, they were done by the Ursus noble, Siyifeng's faction.

What does it have to do with me, Russell?

Russell stood before the mine, watching a group of pitch-black soldiers toiling in various mines.

Working twenty-four hours non-stop.

Under the command of the mine supervisor, Naruto, they continuously transported the output to the Originium processing plant using Shadows...

Every exchange of Shadows was an accumulation of wealth.

"Life is getting sweeter and sweeter."

Russell looked ahead, feeling refreshed and exhilarated, as if his Originium Arts were about to break through.

After Huihui returned with the magic tool reshaped by the Shadowkhan masks, the Grand Duke of Baikal naturally kicked the bucket. The Black Snake secretly contacted certain individuals and took control of the Third Army Group.

"Boss, boss, are you about to succeed the Grand Duke? That's super amazing!!"

Beside him, Huihui was flattering him.

Ever since Russell acquired a certain ability, this little brat had become a clingy follower, acting as a lackey by Russell's side.

Although she seemed like a neurotic Explosion Magic enthusiast.

But, in reality, Huihui's original wish was to become a busty beautiful girl, and she had no particular desire for Explosion Magic.

When Huihui was six years old, she went to the evil god's graveyard to search for treasure in order to improve her family's living conditions, and incidentally unleashed the evil god Wobak, who had a great figure.

The evil god promised her one wish. Huihui wished for "conquering the world," "becoming busty," "becoming the Demon Lord," and "teach me how to catch crayfish for dinner." This series of unreasonable wishes made the evil god sweat profusely. In the end, it reluctantly chose to teach Huihui the magic she thought was cool—Explosion Magic.

The days spent with that unlucky evil god were probably Huihui's happiest times.

Her obsession with Explosion Magic was actually just because it was her promise to the evil god—she would definitely show the big sister her Explosion Magic.

But, sadly, because this magic consumed a lot of mana, it caused major problems with Huihui's mana circulation.

Malnutrition, flat-chested genes, and poor mana circulation...

Her path to becoming busty had gone downhill.

But, fortunately—

Huihui looked at Russell, her eyes burning with fervor.

My Huihui is also about to usher in a moment of defying fate!!

"Incorrect, you should call me Lord now."

Russell sternly corrected Huihui's mistake in address.

"Mhm!!"

Huihui happily changed her address.

"Lord Russell!"

Russell stood up, looking at the Shadow Clone Army working below. He was overjoyed, even feeling like his Originium Arts had broken through.

This Lord, I've truly made it big.