Ember Gun

  Chapter 91 Exhibitions in the Far East

That was a long time ago. After the Glory War, the head of the Stuart family suddenly died of a ill, because there was no direct successor, and the huge family was about to be dismantled by different branches. Some people said that there was still Tuyat's blood shed outside, the child who was left here when Inervig counterattacked to Gallunaro.

  So a mission to retrieve that bloodline was issued, and many people marched towards Gallunalo, and Lorenzo was just one of the crowds.

This is related to the ownership of a power, so when the task is issued, everyone knows differently. For example, Lorenzo's task is to find Seleuc and pry out what she knows in her mind. Lorenzo is the first to find At that time, she was living on relief in a cold alley, which caused the girl to look a little malnourished.

  The two passed through a desolate street, and they were almost there in Xiacheng.

  It was very cold, and Seleu unconsciously hugged Lorenzo's arm, stepped across the frozen road, and walked through the dilapidated buildings.

Seleuc has always had a strange emotion towards Lorenzo, just as a new born beast would recognize the creature it first saw as its support. Lorenzo was the first to discover her and take her from Gallunalo. When I returned to Old Dunling, that life had changed drastically. The children begging on the street suddenly became more than ten thousand.

But she was not pleased with it. Some were just discomfort and fear. The tall castle and armed guards could not give her a half sense of security. There was always a sharp dagger hidden under the pillow. She was always that. The child shivering in the alley has never changed.

   "So why are you interested in that kind of thing."

  Following the voice of the words, a faint heat gushing from Lorenzo’s mouth, the weather in Old Dunling is getting colder and colder, and the daily steam from the Pillar of the Furnace is almost impossible to guard against.

  "They said it was unique and it was something from the Far East."

   Seleuc replied faintly, Lorenzo had long been accustomed to her indifference, and the thoughts in her mind flew away.

  "Is it a machine from the Far East? It's really curious."

The only thing that can be called the Far East is the mysterious Nine Summers. Except for the fleet that arrived a long time ago, the Western world’s recognition of them is just a vocabulary, but now something from there has appeared. This is indeed better than What kind of family dinner is much more interesting.

   "But if you don't go to the banquet, won't they have any opinion on you?"

Lorenzo was referring to those noble groups headed by Stuart. They were honored by the war, so they guarded the girl like a knight, even though she was the only one left in Stuart’s line. Under the management of those people, the family business has become increasingly prosperous, although the population is still small and pitiful.

  In Lorenzo's eyes, they are a group of nanny groups connected with the old butler Wia, and sometimes they are kind and tiresome.

Lorenzo still remembers that Wia knocked on the door of 121A Cork Street on a rainy night, and took a suitcase of money to persuade Lorenzo to leave their homeowner, just because under Lorenzo’s kind guidance, the girl’s marksmanship She has been allowed to a weird level, but what she should learn at her age is how to be a manager.

   "I will be an adult in one month, and I will become the Duchess of Stuart. This is the time when the old guys can finally be arrogant."

  This is really an out-and-out rebellious speech.

  Lorenzo looked helplessly at Seleu, but because of his height, he could only see an undulating deerstalker hat.

  Yes, in the hundred years of the Glorious War, Stuart relied on his solid military exploits and Michel Stuart's obstruction in the Landing War. In the middle of the Glorious War, he was promoted to duke and led the southern theater.

  Although only Seleu is left in this glorious family, the due power is still reserved for her. This is a respect and praise to the victims.

   "Then a duchess who is about to succeed to the throne stepped into the Xiacheng District, this is not a positive effect."

  Lorenzo said, pulling Seleu's collar up, completely blocking her small face.

  "So from now on, you will be my assistant, and I will answer whatever others ask, and then you think you like it, understand?"

  Seleu may not be clear, but Lorenzo understands very well that the shrike in Xiacheng is an infernal person. Do you think he is a gang boss who lives by the nobles? In fact, standing behind him is a mysterious cleansing mechanism, and the upper level said that his real master is Queen Victoria.

  Every nobleman who goes to the Xiacheng District will be recorded by this person in a small notebook, which will become a threat to them when needed.

   "Do you know the way?"

  "For Xiacheng District, I am more familiar than you."

Before he became an external detective, Lorenzo was simply an old acquaintance in Xiacheng.

Passing through the dilapidated wasteland, Lorenzo took Seleu for a long time among the small wooden houses built up with boards at random, and finally stopped at a downward intersection. The gatekeeper lay on the side, pretending to be a sleeping wanderer. Han, but secretly observing Lorenzo, put his hand into his clothes, presumably he had already clenched the gun.

"Step aside."

  Lorenzo said as he tossed a coin with a resting shrike printed on the scratched surface.

  The gatekeeper caught the coin and observed it carefully, but he still stopped Lorenzo. He pointed at Seleu beside Lorenzo, the meaning was obvious.

  "Does the child's height still need to pay the ticket?"

  Lorenzo began to be babble again, but still toss the second coin observantly, enduring the pain of Seleu pinching, and the two stepped into the darkness.

  The air gradually became warm, and there was a faint firelight in the dark depths. The two of them walked along the stairs under their feet until they reached the deepest place.

Suddenly there was a whisper in another language. The man’s skin, brown-red and white dye, was covered with strange handwriting. He closed his eyes and read the prayer that Lorenzo could not understand, as if he was talking to someone The forgotten gods cherish the memory.

  Seleu unconsciously tightened Lorenzo, and as the fire light lit up, more praying people sitting on the ground appeared in their field of vision.

  Like a weird ritual, they added welcome, but they used old and obscure language.

  "A person from the Far East."

  Lorenzo whispered to Seleu.

Jiu Xia rules the entire Eastern world after the Caucasus Mountains, but he does not control all of the territory. In fact, nearly half of the land in the east belongs to some small countries, and those small countries are all Jiu Xia's affiliates. These strange people in front of him It must be the people of the dependent countries.

  Seleu couldn't help but glanced at those who closed their eyes and whispered a few more times. Orientals are too rare in the Western world, just like strange beasts.

Lorenzo dragged her forward, but there was a slight ripple in her heart. With the emergence of steam technology, the ocean that cannot be crossed became possible, and the connection between the two worlds of the East and the West was gradually becoming closer, suddenly remembering that When Arthur said to him, the world was getting smaller, just like the shrinking Colosseum. Sooner or later, the beasts would meet and confront each other.

  But this is not something he can think of as a little detective. The attendant stopped by the door and bowed slightly when the two came, and then put on a mask.

  The door opened immediately, and it was a completely different world.

Countless precision instruments lie quietly behind the glass cabinet, and the dancing waists are the beauties constructed of metal and machinery. People walk through the cabinets, facing the machinery that they have never seen before. Make a comment.

  Not far away, there is an open space isolated by the guards. The huge body stands in it, like a fallen steel giant, with the cold edges as sharp as swords.

   "Is this Dongfang machinery?"

  Seleu touched the glass lightly, and after this was a small bronze woman, the sound of small gears faintly sounded underneath, it held up its hands, and a fire was burning on it.

  Lorenzo did not look at those, his gaze was placed in the forefront, the bronze giant, like a huge sword and halberd, was held high.

  (End of this chapter)