Volume 1: Raging Waves City Chapter 156 Agatha
When Luke arrived at the mechanical maintenance room, Sandpaper and Kestrel were discussing the...gender of the assembled Abyss Leopard in front of a pile of parts.
Sandpaper turned the wrench in his hand and said, "Unfortunately, these parts are only enough to assemble one Abyss leopard. If we can assemble two, we can make them male and female respectively, but now we have to choose one.
Do you have any suggestions, Hanny? "
Hong Falcon still looked so cold. She was wearing a small swordsman's uniform, white tights, a rapier in her waist, and a pair of deerskin boots. In response to Sandpaper's question, she said, "Call me Hong Falcon."
"Okay, Kestrel. But in my mind, you're Hannie... Now tell me your opinion, and I can get to work."
Hong Jian crossed his arms and thought seriously: "These Abyss leopards are alchemical puppets, they have no gender. You just need to assemble them, why do you have to think so much?"
Sandpaper whispered mysteriously to Kestrel, "I used to think that alchemical puppets had no gender, but since I fixed the boiling, I know they do.
Fei Teng is a shy little boy, just three years old. I am his elder sister now, and you are his second sister. "
Red Falcon looked at the war machine Boiling fixed in the corner bracket and said, "What does this have to do with the Abyss Leopard? Boiling is a mechanical creature, and these are just a bunch of machines."
Sandpaper disagreed and said, "Boiling was also a machine before it became a mechanical creature. How do we know that the Abyss Leopard we assembled will not become a mechanical creature in the future?
As their sisters and family, we have to take good care of them from the beginning. Boys must be handsome and girls must be pretty. "
Hong Jian shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter. Boys or girls are fine. Just pack them up quickly."
"How can this be so casual..." Sandpaper turned around and saw Luke standing beside him, and asked, "Inspector, do you have any suggestions?"
Luke knew that Sandpaper wanted to make up for his mistakes and wanted to awaken Red Falcon's memory through family affection.
He replied: "When mechanical creatures awaken, they have their own understanding of their gender. We don't need to classify them too early. Give them a chance to choose. Time will reveal the truth."
Luke recognized the Abyss leopard on the workbench, the one that had been pierced by a short spear and pinned to the ground at the entrance to the cellar. Its lower body was severed, and its torso had several other injuries in addition to the puncture wound.
Sandpaper said, "Inspector, what you said makes sense. I have decided that this Abyss leopard is a little girl. She must have big eyes, long eyelashes, and beautiful clothes..."
Luke reluctantly stopped Sandpaper from talking about her costume plan and asked, "Can this Abyss leopard be assembled?"
"Of course. The main structure of this Abyss leopard is intact, and the internal damage is not serious. We can repair and replace what needs to be repaired and replaced. In three days, she will be able to run again."
"Can we reverse engineer the technology from it to create the Abyss Leopard?"
Sandpaper said awkwardly: "This is difficult, unless Oulu College gives me a complete set of Abyss Leopard design drawings."
I have the design drawings of the Abyss Leopard. Can you help me reverse engineer it?
Children are children, and we can’t have too high expectations for sandpaper. It’s better to let Qingkong find a way to get the design.
Moreover, even if there were design drawings, an alchemical machine with advanced technology like the Abyss Leopard could not be manufactured by the mechanical maintenance room of the Cape District Secret Intelligence Bureau.
There is still a long way to go!
"Red Falcon, I have done some research on your life experience these days..." Luke turned to Red Falcon and said, "Your biological parents are poor farmers. They sold you to a passing magician for three thousand imperial marks.
If you want to find them, I can bring them here to meet you."
“No!” The cool Hong Falcon immediately panicked: “I don’t have any impression of them. I don’t know how to face them. I… don’t know how to face my adoptive father.
What I know these days is too scary.”
Sandpaper grabbed Hong Xun's hand: "Don't be afraid, you have me."
Luke could see that Sandpaper had gained Red Falcon's trust, and Red Falcon's loyalty to Yomington was wavering. It was just that the brain modification device suppressed her memory too much, making it difficult for her to remember the past.
In order to completely get rid of Yormington, some technical means are needed.
Luke said to Sandpaper, "The elf Clear Sky is the magic professor at Oulu College. If she is willing to help, you can take Red Falcon to Oulu College for an examination. I can help you contact Mrs. Michelle and see if Miss Clear Sky is willing to help."
Sandpaper's eyes lit up as he said, "I know how to contact Miss Clear Sky."
"Well, you can contact the elf Qingkong directly, which is more convenient than me contacting Mrs. Michelle. I have nothing to do now, so I will help you assemble this Abyss leopard. If you need any parts, you can tell me directly and I will help you order them."
Luke worked with sandpaper to assemble the Abyss Panther. Falcon was still a child after all. Although he looked cold on the outside, he was actually very interested in this kind of handicraft. While working and chatting, Luke learned more about these combat girls from Falcon.
There was not much deviation from the information in hand. Including Red Falcon, there were a total of three combat girls controlled by Yomington. They were all receiving "psychological counseling" and training with the support of a foundation called the Cross Foundation.
The mission is to protect important persons and assassinate them.
On the surface, the Cross Foundation is a charity organization jointly founded by the new nobles. Its apparent work is to adopt orphans, invest in medical care, provide relief to poor families... and do everything related to charity.
In reality, the new nobility wanted to gain more power and secretly fight against the royal power and the Brotherhood of the Blade. The Cross Foundation was even more deceptive under the guise of charity. It frequently held charity fundraising receptions in various places to win over gentry and wealthy businessmen, and at the same time directly or indirectly established various non-profit service organizations to expand its influence.
The group of combat girls, Hongshun, is an important investment project of the Cross Foundation, which attempts to obtain the technology of mass production of this powerful combat force through research. You should know that after training, the three girls, Hongshun and others, all showed four-star combat power. If they can be mass-produced, it will surely enable the new nobles to quickly master a powerful force.
It's just that Professor Greyfarry died, and this technology disappeared with his death. It's a pity that Professor Greyfarry only wanted to study the secret art of eternal life at that time. If he focused on the development of the battle girl, it is estimated that his power would be no less than that of the Abyss Temple.
In short, Red Falcon was very important to Youmington. Youmington had lost her inexplicably and had no way to explain to the Cross Foundation.
Luke helped out in the mechanical repair room for a day, and the repair progress of the Abyss Leopard was 70% complete. After confirming that the Red Falcon had no intention of returning to Yomington in the near future, he became more confident in dealing with Yomington.
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The imperial capital, Saint Lun City.
After nightfall, Viscount Iscolan arrived by private airship and went to the palace to meet the emperor. Led by the palace eunuch, he arrived at the waiting room and waited for the emperor's summons.
Viscount Iscolan placed his briefcase on the table, drank the tea brought by the maid, and thought about how to respond. The waiting room was not large, but the decoration still showed the royal style. The walls were paved with marble tiles, and the magical golden patterns were shining.
There is a bookcase next to the wall, which is filled with famous books and newspapers that are changed every day.
Viscount Isklan didn't know when he would be summoned, so he asked the maid on duty to bring him a newspaper to find out what had happened in the imperial capital recently.
Before Viscount Iscolan could finish reading a page, someone outside the door responded, "Hello, Princess Royal... Viscount Iscolan is inside..."
As the door opened, Viscount Isklan immediately stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and walked quickly to the door to greet him.
He bowed to the woman who walked in and said, "Your Highness, I'm from the City of Raging Waves, I'm here to greet you."
"Your Excellency, there is no need to be so polite..." Agatha's voice was filled with an irresistible momentum. She quickly walked past Viscount Iscolan, sat down on a chair, and said, "Please take a seat! My father may summon you at any time, and I have many questions that need your answers."
The servant who came with Agatha brought a chair for Iscolan.
"Yes, Your Highness." After Viscount Iscolan sat down, he looked up at Agatha and said, "Your question must be related to the recent events in Raging Wave City. I think Inspector Meteorite has already sent a detailed report."
Agatha has almost concentrated all the excellent genes of the royal families of all generations in herself, and is recognized as the most beautiful princess of the Golden Shield royal family. In Isklan's eyes, the only one who can compete with Agatha in beauty is the elf Qingkong.
Equally impeccable, equally unattainable.
Agatha has very beautiful and noble golden hair, tied up in a princess bun and wearing a princess crown. She habitually tilts her chin high, which makes her neck look long and graceful. A string of white pearl necklace can only be an embellishment to her smooth skin.
Her expression showed confidence and control over everything, but only she knew that she was confused by what had happened and was happening in Raging Waves City in recent days.
Everyone in the palace believed that she had led the changes in Raging Waves City and had driven a wedge into it. This brought her many political enemies, especially the new aristocratic forces headed by the cabinet chief, who had said a lot of unpleasant things in the palace.
My two elder brothers have also become more distant from me, as well as my father...
All Agatha could do was... not express any opinion, neither admitting nor denying.
Now Agatha also wanted to know what happened in the City of Rage, so when she learned that Viscount Iscolan had suddenly arrived in the City of Saint Lun, she immediately came to the palace to meet the person involved.
"Inspector Meteorite sends me the work report of the Cape District Secret Intelligence Bureau every day. He does a very good job, which is beyond my expectations...
But I think the report of the Secret Service is still objective and one-sided. As a personal participant in this series of events, I would like to hear your opinion, and...your opinion on Inspector Meteorite."
As Agatha was talking, she saw the briefcase on the table next to her. She put her hand on it, as if feeling the material of the bag.
Viscount Iscolan then realized that he had forgotten to take the briefcase in his hand because of panic. Facing Agatha's question, he had to answer first: "Regarding the evaluation of Inspector Meteorite... I can only admire your ability to identify and employ people. Inspector Meteorite is an invincible sword. In your hands, this sword has cut an irreparable crack in Raging Waves City.
If you place him in Raging Waves City, I have no doubt that he will offer the entire Raging Waves City to you in a few years. Then you can call him back to Saint Lun City..."
Agatha stopped Iscolan's temptation to her in time.
"Viscount, I have no hope for anything that does not belong to me. Please continue to answer my questions... You can also briefly tell me what happened in Raging Waves City from your perspective."
"Yes, Your Highness..."
Viscount Iscolan briefly told Agatha everything he knew and could say. Finally, he said, "This is the current situation... Congressman Ibel was forced to break with the parliament because of the missing gold, and he had no choice but to serve you.
I don't know why Lady Michelle joined you. Maybe she saw that you wanted to reorganize the City of Raging Tide, and wanted to take the opportunity to gain more say and influence.
If I can enter the Raging Waves City Council, with Inspector Meteorite as a fulcrum, some of the court's policies can be implemented in Raging Waves City."
Agatha looked at Iscolan and said with a smile: "I have received the gifts sent by Councillor Ibel and Mrs. Michelle . What is your choice..."
Agatha opened the buckle of the briefcase, and inside was a very thick document. But she did not take it out to read it, but looked at Iscolan meaningfully.
The oppressive feeling in his eyes made Iscolan very nervous.
“Your Highness… I have no intention of betraying the Blade Brotherhood. Although the Brotherhood has various problems, its original purpose was to protect this country and supervise the Golden Shield Royal Family in exercising its power.
I know that any person in power hopes that the power in his hands is unlimited. But the royal family cannot but admit that it is precisely because of the existence of the Brotherhood that the empire has been so stable. The royal family needs a powerful supervisor, which may limit the performance of wise monarchs, but can prevent ordinary monarchs from doing foolish things casually.
Your Highness, you are so smart that you should be able to see through the role of the Brotherhood."
Viscount Isklan put forward his own conditions, and the rest depends on whether Agatha accepts them.
"My father and I have discussed the contribution of the Blade Brotherhood to the Empire more than once. The struggle between the royal family and the Brotherhood has limited the upper limit of the Empire's decision-making, but raised the lower limit of the Empire's decision-making. A Brotherhood that dares to draw the sword in the court forces every emperor to take the seat under his buttocks seriously.
What an empire needs is continuation, not temporary glory.
The Brotherhood of the Blade has always done very well, but the times have changed... Under the impact of the new noble forces, can the Brotherhood of the Blade still maintain its original intention? "
