Rekindle the spirit of war

Chapter 14

Before dawn, they returned to the factory that provided the heat.

At this moment, Sean was leaning on the railing, waiting for Francis and Derek to decide on their future.The sound of the machinery kept him from hearing Francis' voice, and the gentle voice of the young man was completely lost in the rumble of the machinery; but Derek's voice was so loud that he could hear it by staying here.

"Where the hell did you get such a man...he's really good! But he's from Medanzo! For God's sake, don't let him join us!"

Shane yawned.He knew that Derek was concerned about his identity; when he said that he had escaped from Levin's house, the cold man's face showed a look of devouring a fly.But he also knew that he would stay here smoothly, after all, Francis was the leader here.

His throat began to itch, as if from a previous chokehold.Sean coughed a few times to try to relieve it, but it made his throat even drier.At this moment, a glass of water appeared on the right side of his body. It seemed that a guy with good eyesight and enthusiasm came to solve his urgent needs.

"Thank you." Sean thanked, but was startled when he reached for the cup.The hand that handed him the water was a hand made of metal parts, the brass was polished shiny; the end of the robotic hand was connected to a rhombus-shaped, stretchable "arm", which, after Sean took the cup, Shrinking and retracting the manipulator above.

Sean learns from Francis that Frankenstein has made some small improvements to the place; so he quickly figured out that the robotic arm was part of the "small changes."He looked up and greeted the people above: "Thank you. The one just now was also driven by a steam engine?"

"That's wind-up." Frankenstein corrected blankly: "I can't rely on steam to provide power. I need to install a lot of power devices. If everything borrows the steam engine here, then the city's heat supply system will be paralyzed gone."

"It may be necessary for me to go to work in the factory to learn more about this era." Sean whispered to himself.The man poking his head out agreed: "You should go. You don't look like a modern person at all."

I am not.Recalling his panic when he first woke up, Sean couldn't help but smile.He wanted to chat with the dull "scientist" for a few more words, but the other party had already retracted his head and jumped into his pile of mechanical parts again.

"You're starting to fit in with us. That's a good thing for you." Francis walked over smiling, Derek following him sullenly.

"What do you think of 'The Raven'? Tell me."

"When you help the suffering common people, you are actually questioning the inaction of the nobles; when you plunder the ill-gotten gains, you are actually taking money from the nobles." Sean glanced at the two men in front of him: "So, to put it bluntly, you are against the nobles; or, against those who oppress the common people, right?"

Derek stepped forward looking a little excited, as if he wanted to punch Sean.Francis grabbed his arm and replied, "You're absolutely right. We're going against them. Do you regret coming with me?"

Shane avoided answering. "Remember when I met you in the alley? You killed a bullying guy with precision and mercilessness." A smile appeared on Sean's face: "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have With you. If verbal negotiations cannot change the status quo, then only violence."

If everyone unites, they will definitely be able to change something; at least, they will be able to make those arrogant and arrogant nobles change some decisions.But people are too afraid of them; what's worse, most people are used to obeying them.

"If you don't break the authority of the aristocracy and expose their scandals, people will not stand up." Sean looked up and looked at Francis with approval: "You are a genius for thinking of this."

Francis raised his eyebrows happily: "I didn't come up with this, and I was also one of the people who were called. You must not think who organized us. But I can tell you that he accepted the baptism of the 'predecessors' .Since you have become one of us..." He gestured to Derek, and then suddenly grabbed Sean's wrist: "There is something I can show you."

Sean followed in confusion, followed the other party up the narrow stairs and through the narrow aisle formed by large machinery.He guessed that Francis would show him a badge or something, but in fact, it was something beyond his imagination.

That was his sword.

That was the sword he used to use!

His old partner who had been with him for four years was lying there quietly, in this factory that supplied heat to the city.It was rusty and not as bright as it once was, and one side of the blade was scuffed up a bit, perhaps from being dragged over the gravel.It was lying in the corner, but it was not forgotten; it supported another group of people to struggle, and after being tossed and turned, it came to itself again.

Sean stepped forward and grabbed the all-too-familiar hilt.It seemed to chime again, as it used to do before every war.Sean couldn't hold back anymore, and suddenly raised the heavy sword with one hand.

"...!" The burst of strength brought about by the momentary excitement made Sean successfully lift it up, but then he almost fell because the sword was too heavy.Fortunately, Sean reacted quickly enough, and used his left hand to support the blade that was arcing towards the ground.

It still makes Sean very kind; however, now Sean can no longer use it flexibly with one hand.

"Be careful, if you break it, all the 'crows' will fight for you." Francis turned around jokingly, but after seeing Sean's expression, he said in surprise: "God, you seem to have met Like an old lover after a long time."

It's not my old lover; it's literally my life.A soldier can only be himself when he is on the battlefield, and his weapon is the carrier of his soul.

Sean gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, looking at the weapon he once cherished so much. "How did it get into your hands?"

Francis frowned, feeling uncertain in his heart.Just now he suddenly had an illusion - the thin young man in front of him and this sword were born as one. "Now it belongs to our organizers. Let's not talk about this sword. I have something more important to tell you."

Sean said a silent farewell to his old friend, gently resting the sword in its place. "Say it."

"A factory under the earl's name is recruiting people." Francis smiled meaningfully: "You need a job and a place to live, don't you? Dolls can't bear too much work, but you're fine. His factory is very stylized The workers are so numb they can only see the machines and parts, so don't worry about your eyes getting you into trouble."

Sean tried to explain that he wasn't really a puppet, but refrained because it was too complicated; anyone here would have a secret anyway. "I do, but it doesn't matter."

"This is too important." Francis leaned forward and said to Sean word by word: "The distinguished Mr. Earl is a high-sounding robber and a well-dressed thief. And we want to return the stolen goods to the owner .”

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Sean stood inside the elevator.This is an iron cage with carved patterns on the railings, and the steel cables pull the elevator upwards under the power provided by the steam engine.

He is now between the steel frames and outside the factory, but he already feels hot and oppressed.Under the steam power, the huge gears rotate continuously and the connecting rods run together, urging the steel building to work, making a loud sound that cannot be ignored, which makes people feel distressed.

These people obviously expressed their distress.Sean looked at the expressionless tired workers standing beside him, and then turned his gaze to the blue sky in the distance that was still not covered by the black gas of coal burning.

He had been here for a week, long enough for him to get used to the work here, and at the same time to find out when the earl came to visit.What he needs to retrieve for others is a large blue diamond, which is now being carried by the earl.According to Francis, the poor owner was so distraught that he even wanted to die as an apology.

It is part of the religious beliefs of foreign people, but here it is regarded as an ordinary expensive jewelry by the powerful; robbers bargain for this thing, but they don't want to ask the owner's opinion at all.

Sean climbed to a high place while the workers were changing shifts, and used a steel wire and iron hook to steal the blue diamond wrapped in velvet.His hands were sweaty when he did it; goodness knows how good he was, but he had never been a thief, especially from a count who was surrounded by guards at all times.In the past week, he has practiced countless times.

Next time something like this happens, let Francis do it himself.

Out of curiosity, Sean lifted a corner of the flannelette.He caught a glimpse of a blue light shining from within.It is dazzling, and just a corner is miraculously suffocating.Sean quickly hid it in his sleeve, and sighed softly, "No wonder so many people spend a lot of money on it."

Sean knew he had to leave quickly.He needs to quickly hand over this troublesome blue stone to the respondent, and then return to his post to continue working.He waited quietly for the earl to lead people out of the empty workshop.When he was about to climb down the ladder, he heard a familiar voice; the voice was very pleasant, but it frightened him like the ringing in hell.

"My dear, you have to keep that thing. How wonderful it is to meet again after a long absence. I don't want to do anything with you."

He turned to look at the source of the voice.That man was as beautiful and proud as ever, and his beautiful green eyes were full of gentle sparkle, which seemed to make people addicted to it.

If there were only a few people who wouldn't be impressed by those green eyes, Sean must be among them. "Medanzo, what are you doing here?"

Medanzuo smiled and took a step forward, almost reflexively, Sean took a quick step back, his body tensed like the strings of a violin.

Mei Danzuo was a little surprised, then smiled: "Look, you don't have to avoid me at all. The advantage of magic attacks is that..."

Able to attack enemies from a distance.

When Sean remembered this, he had already fallen on his back to the ground, being suppressed by Medanzo.He is ashamed and angry, but remembers to tread carefully.He gritted his teeth and whispered to the other party: "Go away!" The violent struggle made his hair messy and even covered his eyes.

Medanzo straightened Sean's forehead to both sides. "You're still so rough." He sighed in a gentle tone, "You shouldn't have treated me like this, let alone join that violent organization. The duke's men may turn back. If you are caught by them, they It will be discovered that you are a member of the crow. At that time, there will be a terrible treatment waiting for you."

"You think your situation is wonderful?" Sean retorted: "When they find out that the heir of a respectable family is also trying to snatch that vulgar and ridiculous blue stone, your family will definitely be proud of you. Why do you want it? ?”

Mei Danzuo's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his usual proud smile: "You have no right to ask me why! This item has indeed fetched a sky-high price in the auction house, but you can't get it." He said As soon as he spoke, his hands had already begun to grope around Sean, trying to find his target.

"I will return it to its owner—that poor foreigner!" Sean tried his best to avoid the opponent's hand, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm not like you. I've done all the acts of robbers!"

"Who dares to say that we are robbers?" Medanzuo suddenly pushed Sean to the ground, bent down and looked at Sean at close range, and their noses were stuck together. "Even this country is ours. You see, even you, a thief, are mine."

If it was said that Medanzo had aroused Sean's anger before this, then these words would add fuel to the fire.Sean used the strength to break the opponent's fingers to break Mei Danzuo's hand, and took advantage of the pain of the opponent to overturn him and jump up from the ground.

Of course, Sean's hand was also in great pain because of the damn contract.But now there is a more difficult thing waiting for him.As he jumped up, the velvet-covered blue diamond slid out of his sleeve; now it slid like a mischievous elf towards the edge of the catwalk, and fell straight down.

God!

Medanzo looked at Sean, with a mixed expression of surprise and annoyance on his face; he never thought that Sean would casually put such a precious thing in his sleeve.Sean was very angry and glared at Medanzo.

"You..." They said in unison, and then shut up at the same time in a tacit understanding.

Below, the heavy iron door was pushed open with a loud, dull sound.Someone is coming in.