[Comprehensive] Opposites

Chapter 31 Organization

organization

The time has passed, and three months have passed.

Damon had no way to prevent Silla from escaping. After Sira escaped, Damon naturally had no way to find that cunning liar. In front of Sira, Damon's immature illusions paled in comparison.Whether Silas is still by his side, peeping at him has no way of knowing.Damon gritted his teeth just thinking for a moment that the damn guy was still around him.

The current time coincides with the most pleasant climate in Rome in May. The sun sets and the sun is warm but not dry. It is lazy on people's bodies, reflecting some charming rays of light. The breeze occasionally lifts up Damon. s hair.

The body of the young man with dark blue hair is leaning slightly on the dark black and intricately patterned railing on the balcony, with his fingers resting on the monocle on the bridge of his nose. His half-closed eyes seem to see something through the monocle, and his throat Occasionally, there will be a few unidentified sounds.

"Hey!"

Damon followed the sound, and it was no surprise that the thin blond nobleman was standing in front of the gate on the first floor shaking his right hand. Although his eyes were slightly narrowed, he could still feel the blond nobleman's good mood.

Damon put away his monocle, his dark blue eyes were filled with displeasure, and out of politeness, he brought in the blond-haired little nobleman.

There was no embarrassment on his face, and there was a bright smile in his light golden eyes, which was in sharp contrast to Damon's gloomy face.

During the past three months, Dimon's good opinion of him has gradually...should be said to fade away quickly.Damon slightly bent his mouth, with a three-point ridicule and seven-point polite alienation, "Sir, have you come to me again to promote the ideal organization that you want to build Utopia?"

"Utopia is not non-existent, let alone nonsense." The blond nobleman smiled slightly, and seemed indifferent to Damon Spedo's indifferent attitude, "At least Mr. Qiao Ao did establish his own Utopia, I don't believe I can't create the ideal city-state of Italy."

"Confidence is a good thing, but your blind self-confidence makes me feel too arrogant, sir. Why do you bother to invite me to your utopia organization? Without me, I believe that your city-state can still be established, after all You are so good." Similarly, Dimon did not change his attitude, and the utopian utopianism did not impress this rational nobleman.And the increasing number only made the nobleman feel a little tired of the utopian ideal organization.The eyes hidden in the dark blue hair of the aristocratic youth showed a mocking light from time to time, "Utopia belongs to utopian socialism. Where did you find the confidence to make you believe in this idea so firmly?"

He pursed his dry lips, and his pale golden eyes shone with sorrow, like a crystal clear bead. He didn't answer Dimon's question, but picked up the topic and said, "Without you, I think I will Losing a huge support, you who are so powerful..."

Damon interrupted, "So you want me to use my financial power? Or combat power? For your stupid and ridiculous idea?" Damon curled his mouth, because the stuffy air made him unbutton his shirt of a button.

"Damon...I really hope you can listen to me carefully..." The voice was frustrated, "What I need is combat power that can protect ordinary people, not wealth. Wealth can be accumulated over time, but war I can’t. Before establishing the utopia I want, I want to become a small self-defense group to fight the mafia, and among the people I know, Dimon does have such ability.”

"The ability to stand up to the Mafia."

Say, "I need you. I want your help."

"Naive idea, as someone who has been with you for a long time, I advise you to stop your thinking." Damon snorted, "Do you think things will develop as you have? Joao's country has been destroyed The Kingdom of Italy fears that it may disappear completely under the order of the king at any time. A country like Joao has no record value in history, and the city-states established are not established for the purpose of destruction."

"How dare you establish this kind of utopia under the eyes of the royal family? If you belong to the royal family, then there are some possibilities. You are too courageous to trust me like that? As I have the title, I have the opportunity to report to the king. I will strangle you, a little sprout, in the cradle."

He froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "So?"

"Damn..." Even the well-educated Damon couldn't help cursing in a low voice in the face of such a stubborn person. This guy in front of him really didn't listen to people's advice.

He nodded as if unintentionally, with a gentle smile on his lips, only arrogance could be heard in Damon's ears, "I'm not afraid that you will report to the king, who would believe that a young knight whose title is not an earl shouted Someone wants to rebel? Even though I don't know anything about politics, I still know that you have not contributed much to this country, and the king will not listen to you. Moreover, you have no evidence... Damon."

"That's enough sir, please don't disturb my rest anymore, it's too boring to yell nonsense with you for so long." Damon clicked his tongue slightly, obviously, his patience with this guy in front of him has reached the limit At the limit, he stood up and folded the skirt of his chest, "Please call me Mr. Spedo, I am not familiar with you to that extent, our relationship is only a few times meeting."

"I thought we had already become friends." Said helplessly.

Dimon sneered, "I never admitted it, and wishful thinking and self-righteousness should come to an end."

"Okay." Shrugged, "Whether you admit that I am your friend or not, but there is one thing I will not change. I will work hard to make you my companion."

Damon frowned slightly, "I don't think I have the possibility to join your self-defense group."

"Of course there are." He laughed mysteriously, "Every creature has a weakness. To subdue that powerful creature, we must start from his weakness. The next time we meet, we should meet at the base of the Self-Defense Regiment gone."

Out of the gate, and at this time, the milky white mist outside the gate did not know when to spread, mixed with fine rain, the blond nobleman took the umbrella handed to him by the servant with a smile, and then walked out of the mansion, the figure Disappeared in the misty mist.

This persistent attitude really moved the nobleman, but the idea was too ridiculous and unrealistic for Damon.

Utopia has lasted for an unknown number of years, but no one has ever realized it.

Human greed and vices hinder the realization of Utopia.

Beneath the mild and peaceful city of Utopia are countless corpses and the invisible blood that must flow where the world is.

Utopian societies are impossible to build.

This requires thousands of years of changing human social outlook and values.It's ridiculous to talk about whether anyone believed in it during these thousands of years is still unknown.

Even the country established by Qiao Ao, I believe it will not take another ten years...or even this year may completely collapse.

***

As Damon hoped, he didn't look for him for a week, and Damon didn't care about anything. He still believed that there was no reason for this world to shake him.

"What is Damon thinking again?"

The only person in this mansion who would call him Damon so affectionately was Elena.

Elena's face was covered by the orange-orange halo, making her look even softer, and her warm lake-blue eyes blinked playfully, "What kind of thing made Damon so distressed for several days? God?"

Damon replied with a smile, "Why do I have troubles? Compared to these, Elena seems very happy today."

"I want to protect innocent people. I want to stop and defeat the mafia. That's what he said." Elena's eyes were smiling, and she hugged Damon. "I was moved by him, by his sincerity. I was completely moved by his emotions, and I seemed to have no way of saying no to him."

Dimon seemed to have noticed something, and said in disbelief, "Could it be that guy?"

"Huh." Elena laughed several times, "Aren't you clear about this matter? But you complained to me a lot about you, and Daemon didn't hear what he said... and so on, aren't you Have you figured it out yet, why did you get into a fight?"

"God, that damn guy." Damon gritted his teeth a little, as if he regretted letting go that day.

"Eileen." Damon softened his tone, trying to persuade her, "Your thinking is stronger than mine, it is impossible not to know what he is thinking, and how unrealistic and dangerous the future fate is. King We will not allow such forces to exist for a long time, once they threaten the country, whether it is the king or the nobles, or the most ordinary people, they will hold high the banner of expulsion and attack everything."

"It's grand." Damon paused, and said in a slightly louder voice.

"The world needs to drive the gear of fate. When this gear that connects fate appears, countless small gears will appear one after another to make fate work. Sometimes, it is a good thing to be careful, but more often, we You should give it a go."

Damon was quiet for a long time, and after a while he said unwillingly, "I still maintain an attitude of rejection, Elena. Just thinking about victory will hinder our vision, and more often, I will think about failure Consequences, if it fails, it is a trivial matter for me to lose my status and reputation, what if I lose my life or your life, what should I do? It’s not that I’m greedy for life and afraid of death, I’m afraid of losing you.”

"You only live once, and I know this. Looking at the overall situation, even if we die after victory, we can build our own peaceful place. This is a small dream of mine. If after death, the war continues How sorry I should be to disturb the rest of our souls."

"Also, we, who are on the noble side, are not able to understand the living habits of the common people. Just on the surface, I know that their life is not good. If we go to the slums, it will be the problem of food and clothing, and even whether we can survive. It is also a problem. Dimon, everyone is born equal, we share limbs and heads...I know that I cannot change the world, and in my heart, I have a dream that is not inferior to ideas."

"Your idea is correct, but I still don't agree with it." Damon lowered his head slightly, and only at this time did he realize that he was already half a head taller than Elena, looking at Elena with a bit of a smile. Unhappy face, tone of reluctance, "But, if this is what you wish, I am willing to do everything for you. I have made this agreement for a long time, whether it is to protect you or to make you happy, these I am willing to join the organization for you. If there is any danger in the middle, no matter where I am, I will rush to your side and become your shield."

Elena raised her hand and scratched Damon's nose, "You will be able to fascinate all women when you grow up a bit. You don't have to be ashamed to say things like this all the time."

"I've only told you, and it's all true."

"Hey...does it seem that it's not the right time for me to appear now?" The voice suddenly sounded, but Damon looked at it with a subtle look, and he didn't like the guy who brought Elena into that kind of organization at all.

Damon's lips moved slightly, with a bit of reluctance, "You won."

"Ugh?"

"I agree to your proposal, whether it is to become the combat force you want or you provide me with financial resources, I will do my best."

"I have succeeded in persuading Damon." The elegant Elena left Damon's arms and said to her with a clearly visible smile on her face.

The blond-haired aristocratic boy hadn't reacted yet. He set his sights on Damon, and looked at Elena in surprise, "Oh!? Damon agrees?"

"..."

"Yes, he agreed and you did not mishear."

"Ah, I'm sorry." She scratched her head in embarrassment, "I didn't expect Elena to persuade Damon so quickly, it was a little unexpected."

"Hmm... at least trust me a little bit in this matter. So, the first task of becoming the boss's subordinate, is it considered that I have completed it perfectly?" Elena said teasingly.

"Of course!" His eyes were on Dimon, "Welcome to be one of us, Dimon."

Damon curled his lips. He didn't have much affection for the noble boy who tricked him into joining the organization. Out of politeness, he said, "Boss."

"Our organization's name is vongola."

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