Rekindle the spirit of war

Chapter 11

"This joke is not funny." Francis looked serious. "He was a great warrior, and it was even the spirit he left behind that brought us together. Although he was said to be a villain who admired violence, that was just a cover-up after the victory of the nobles. He and his companions We have done nothing wrong. There are only two ways to fight for our interests, and if peace negotiations cannot resolve it, then we can only use armed violence."

Francis walked in front, as if to lead Sean somewhere; Sean followed behind him.Francis' words brought back Sean's memories of his previous life, both good and painful.

He whispered to himself: "I don't think they did anything wrong, even if the aristocrats recorded them in a bad way. Probably this is what the aristocrats call unrepentant."

"Yes, what I said is completely different from the historical records." Francis stopped, turned his head and smiled at Sean: "No one questioned those statements, or said, no one dared. But you chose to believe me. I am a member of a dangerous organization and I just killed someone in front of you."

Sean said calmly: "It's not surprising that people will choose to believe the words of nobles. The truth is always in the hands of a few people, because money and power belong to them. But I don't like them, so I choose to believe them." the enemy."

"You're such a strange kid. But you know what? What we need is someone like you." Francis said in a low voice, continuing to lead Sean forward.They have now left the downtown area and walked to the river that crosses the city.

There is a steel building with many pipes extending from the outside standing beside the river, one of which leads directly into the river.Gray mist covered most of it. "It is the 'thermal system' of the city." Francis explained: "My companions and I gather here at night."

"No one found you?" Sean was a little curious about this.So far, his previous guess has been affirmed; the person in front of him indeed belongs to a special organization.

"Perhaps no one would have thought of it? This building can operate on its own, and the government just sends workers to check its working status every week. This place is actually not suitable for us, but we hide everything well..." Francis suddenly sneered, talking To the nobles in the city: "Perhaps this is also due to the two families that control the city. Unless we violate the authority of a great surname, they will not interfere with our service to the common people."

"So it is." Sean was not surprised; he had already guessed this possibility. "So, who is the person who directly manages the residents?"

"It's a blessing in disguise. There are too many well-dressed and powerful thugs in town, but it's the names 'Levin' and 'Green' who really control the guard. They don't do anything particularly jerk."

"I don't think so. Some of them are not only assholes, but also deserve to be killed." Sean scowled.Now he is like an active volcano that erupts irregularly. Once he hears even a part of a certain name, he is on the verge of erupting.

Francis laughed and turned to look at Sean. "Let me guess which family you're from. It's the Levins, right? Surely not the Greens, they only have one young master; Brian Green has a good heart and even volunteers in the slums , he won’t make you hate like this.” Francis’ tone changed to sympathy: “I’m sorry. You must have suffered a lot around Medanzo. But you have to think better, at least you escaped with a healthy body and limbs. he."

"Listen to you, that guy Medanzuo is famous... pervert?" Sean took two quick steps and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.Before, out of precaution, he had been walking behind the other party; but he thinks that it is no longer necessary.

He met Francis for the first time, but to him, the other party was very amiable.Whether it is the friendly attitude that can make people relax or the firm belief for the compatriots, Sean thinks of the partners who have fought side by side.

"Haha, you really hate him enough. Medanzo is actually not a mischievous person, but he is very cruel." Francis fell into the memory and murmured: "I met him once. His driver was dozing off, The car hit a gas street lamp. This made Medanzo feel ashamed. He attacked the poor man's face with magic on the street. The white light from his fingertips was like a knife, and the man's eyeballs were gouged out. "

Sean nodded and said calmly: "It sounds like what he did. By the way, isn't this illegal?"

"Law?" Francis asked back, smiling a little helplessly: "The law is only binding on us. To them, it's just like the rules of the game. No one dares to punish them if they don't abide by it."

While speaking, they had already arrived under the building.The fortress made of black iron looks extremely solemn, but that may be due to Sean's previous bad experience.He asked in a low voice, his face was a little hot because of embarrassment: "When it is working, can people stay here?"

"Most places in the interior are unfriendly to people. You know how hot water is when it boils; that's why we chose this place." Francis suddenly rushed forward a few steps, then jumped up and stopped on a pipe . "There's enough room for the cooler, so we have to get in from the right place. Can you?"

Sean was silent for a moment.If it was him in the previous life, of course it would be no problem, God knows what difficult and dangerous places he has climbed.But now, he has a body that he even despises, and he spent a lot of energy on fleeing before...

"I'll have to go up by myself," Sean said finally. "If I'm going to join you, I'll have to learn to keep up with you first."

"Well said." Francis smiled and applauded, sitting on a horizontally extending pipe with his legs crossed. "I'll be right here waiting for you."

Sean finally followed Francis to the "proper" entrance.His shirt, which had been so hard to dry before, was soaked with sweat again, and he described it as a mess.Francis looked at him like this, but his expression was a little excited: "It's good that you are like this. You have endured the insults they gave you and the difficulties you faced."

Sean was puzzled by the inexplicable excitement, but he didn't ask.If they can become partners fighting side by side, then sooner or later he will find out by himself; if not, there is no need for him to know.

They went inside the building.Perhaps because of the fear of explosions, no gas lamps were placed on the inner walls; this caused the two to move forward in the dark.Sean noticed by touch that the road was narrow and that there was a thin iron fence on the other side of the wall, so he walked with extra care.

This journey that requires careful attention will soon be over.A faint lavender light appeared in the field of vision, and it gradually became brighter as he walked.At a certain point, Francis stopped.

"Come on, meet my brothers." Francis raised his hand to Sean, and then stepped onto the railing in front of him and jumped down.Sean looked down, visually measured the height, and then followed the other party.

A group of men had assembled in the clearing below, and they welcomed Francis' arrival in varying degrees.Sean watched this scene from the sidelines, and a thought gradually emerged: Maybe Francis was telling the truth, and he was not the one who organized these people in the first place, but now, these people already regard Francis as a leader.

When Sean was in a daze, a big man saw him and yelled at Francis, "I said, where did you get such a 'doll' boy? He is so small and looks very ugly." Use it. Could it be that you want him to pretend to be a woman to confuse those bastards?"

Sean's face darkened, and he almost turned around and walked away.But Francis was quicker to reassure him. "Hey, don't listen to that fool! We have sisters, no one will let you, a handsome little guy, play a woman!" Francis put his arm around Sean's shoulders, as if they were already brothers.He gave the big man a warning look, telling him not to talk too much, and then said solemnly to Sean: "I have to let you know who we are. Our name is 'Crow'."

"I've heard this name before." Sean's heart moved.Sophia told him that the "crow" is a collection of weird people who wander around the city in the middle of the night wearing a full-face mask that is usually used at masquerade parties, behave violently, but are enthusiastic about civilians.Medanzo also mentions The Raven, but only as an evil organization that acts recklessly; Sheen listens in silence, asking only "Who could be more reckless than you?".

"If you heard about us from the young master of the Levin family, then I don't want to hear his evaluation." Francis smiled and let go of Sean, and introduced Sean's identity and origin to his brothers.

Someone showed surprise at the fact that "the puppet escaped successfully".Someone pointed out: "What can this kid do? He can probably escape with a little trick, but he may not be a fighter. Among the 'crows', those who cannot take up arms to fight are worthless at all! "

Shane didn't answer right away.The other party's suspicion made him a little anxious.But he knew that this suspicion was justified: he was too thin compared to these people, and in the eyes of everyone, the "doll" was a tool that could only be played by nobles; this knowledge made him a little ashamed. "I can prove everything. For me, guns or cold weapons are fine. But I will not attack my companions or people who may become my companions. If I am given a chance..."

"I'll give you this chance." Francis rescued Sean from the confrontation.He pulled Sean aside and walked into the corner surrounded by countless pipes. "An impudent fellow among us was caught, and instead of taking him to a magistrate, they found him in an abandoned factory and lynched him. You and I will get him out."

"Now?" Sean asked, in disbelief. "It's so fast."

"It's not fast, Sean. People are treated unfairly every day, and our mission is to give them 'fairness'." Francis is serious: "I don't want to put pressure on you, but you have to adapt immediately-I can see Come out and you want to join us. Those who can't fight..."

"It's worthless." Sean continued, looking at each other: "When are we leaving?"

Francis smiled and nodded: "Soon. But before we leave, we have to prepare. Weapons, and communication tools." He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Give me a hummingbird!"

Sean was confused; he didn't understand what the other person's first sentence had to do with an animal like a hummingbird.But he soon understood: a bird with a metallic luster flew down from above and landed in Francis' palm; it was a mechanical hummingbird made of brass, and Sean could see the metal parts on the bird's body Connection traces.

"We use this to send messages. Write messages on slips of paper, then roll them up and stuff them into its beak. It's clockwork powered, and you have to wind the clockwork on its belly before you can use it. It can fly 1000 meters, you Don't worry about it striking down the road." Francis had a look of pride on his face, as if he had done it himself."It's a nice thing, isn't it?" he asked Sean.

"It's amazing." Sean admired sincerely.He looked up: "Did the people above do it?"

"Yes. Hey, Scientist, come say hello to the newcomer!"

A man poked his head out of the darkness, his face was numb and expressionless. When his jaw moved, he couldn't hear the sound of speech, only the mechanical friction sound of "click".

Sean had an impolite guess, and his strong curiosity made him ask in a low voice: "Sorry for asking, but... is that a clockwork man?"

Francis froze for a moment, then laughed. "Of course not! He's a real human being, just a Frankenstein." He leaned into Sean's ear and whispered, "Don't be nervous. When you integrate into us, you will find that everyone is very likable."

"You're wrong," Sean said with a genuine smile; a smile that had nearly bid him farewell from the moment he was caught and sold. "I've grown to like them."