Chapter 64: The King's Mass
"Brother El, don't be upset," Snow's little face was aggrieved, "You have just woken up, and your body has not fully recovered." ”
"Snow, those who died were my good friends, I didn't have many friends since I was a child, so I cherish this hard-won friendship, but they will never come back. ”
"Then I'm going to be Elge's best friend. Snow straightened his waist.
"Thank you, Snow," Al knew Snow was comforting himself, and his face lit up, "You've been taking care of me these days, haven't you?"
"It's not just me, but also the maids sent by Professor Russell and Senior Max, but they should be going to prepare a nutritious lunch for you right now. ”
"Really, when did I become so important. ”
Al looked at the mountain of nutrients at the head of the bed and smiled bitterly, although he didn't know the things in those gold and silver cups, they were worth a lot at a glance, except for the young master Al couldn't think of anyone with such a big hand.
"By the way, Brother El, I have one more thing to tell you. ”
Snow suddenly became quiet, he looked around with some alarm, then ran to the door, closed it gently after making sure that no pedestrians were passing outside, and then ran back quickly.
"Snow, what's the matter, why is it so mysterious?"
"Elbrother, be quiet," Snoopy made a silent gesture, "President Douglas asked me to pass you something, he wouldn't let me tell anyone, not even Professor Russell, and he said that you should keep a low profile in the future." ”
"What's that?" Al asked in a low voice, immediately becoming serious.
"You wait. ”
Snow gently removed the bedside table and pulled out an ordinary-looking suitcase from underneath.
"What is this?"
Al propped himself up, and since he came to his senses, his strength seemed to be recovering quickly, except for his left arm, which was still sore, and other parts did not seem to be too injured, which inevitably made people suspect that the guy hiding in Al's left arm had endured the violent blast shock wave for El in order to save the parasite.
Snow didn't open the suitcase directly after entering the code, but pushed it in front of Al.
"Elg, you come and open it, Vice Principal Douglas specially instructed me. Snow said solemnly.
Al looked at Snow, then placed his somewhat sore hand on the suitcase, the strange and familiar sensation made Al feel like an electric shock, and then he pulled the suitcase open.
"Could this be—" Al sat up excitedly.
The surface of the silver-gray armor is covered with light blue lines, which makes the armor in the suitcase full of technology and dreaminess.
"'Steelbone' hand armor?!" Snow covered his mouth in surprise, "Hasn't it already been developed?"
Al's fingertips touched the coldness of the steel, the appearance of the armor was no different from the one drawn on the "Steel Bone" drawing, the fine electroplating grooves, the cold glittering luster, the "Steel Bone" was actually reborn in the explosion like a phoenix of Nirvana.
A small electric current drilled out of the surface of the armor of "Steel Bone" and spread to Al at once, just like a puppy using his nose to confirm his new owner, Al did not dodge, subconsciously he felt that "Steel Bone" was not hostile to him.
Sure enough, the light blue arc only swam along the surface of El's skin for a while, and then all returned to the "steel bones", and a long-lost intimacy came to my heart.
"Brother El, how do I feel like it's alive?" Snow looked puzzled, "I still like you." ”
It is no wonder that the Anglo ministers called this metal "sleeping iron", it turns out that after it awakens, it can really carry some of the most primitive instincts of animals, which makes people marvel and at the same time sigh at the wonder of the Creator.
"Snow, stay away first, don't accidentally hurt you. ”
"Oh. With that, Snow ran to the back of a square table by the door and hid, staring at Al with a pair of big curious eyes.
Al picked up the "Steel Bone", which felt very light in his hand, about the weight of a pair of cowhide gloves, and then he opened his left hand and slowly put on the "Steel Bone" hand armor.
As if he had inserted his hand into an ice hole, or as if countless ice picks had pierced his skin, the "steel bone" sucked into El's left hand, and then layers of ice crystals began to form on its surface, and even the temperature of the entire room began to drop rapidly.
"Brother El, are you alright?"
"Don't come here, Snow!" Al gritted his teeth and stopped Snow from rushing over, "This is a test of the equipment, I can tame it if I survive it!"
Snow clenched the leg of the table with an anxious expression, although he was worried about Al, he also knew that the pain Al was suffering at this time was both a test and an opportunity.
The bone-chilling ice enveloped half of Al's arm, and Al exhaled a breath that turned out to be a white mist, it seemed that the temperature in the room had dropped below freezing, and he had to speed up, if he continued like this, it wouldn't be long before someone would find out.
Al's left hand clenched violently, and the dark red muscles shattered the ice without much effort, and the "steel bones" made a crunch sound that only metal could have.
"It's done!" said Al.
The joints of the "Steel Bone" armor opened and closed slightly like dragon scales, sparks danced between the gaps, the cold feeling disappeared, and the skin fit was refreshing and comfortable, and the third round of testing of "Steel Bone" seemed to be more like a joke with his new master.
Al noticed the faint text floating on the surface of the "steel bone", which was none other than the strange symbols carved into the armband.
"Could it be that the 'steel bone' and the armband are integrated into one?!"
Al touched his empty left arm, the arm ring was long gone, and he didn't know when he lost it.
Today is Sunday, night has not yet fully fallen, and people who have been busy all day have rushed to the outside of the Holy Church early without even having time to eat dinner, and the bustling crowd has come with the most devout hearts to commemorate Good Friday and Resurrection Day.
On the top floor of the spire in the middle of the Gothic complex, lit white candles fill almost the entire hall of worship, gilded candlesticks are placed around white jade carvings, and the dome is topped by ancient ukiyo-e prints, and the multicolored broken glass reflects the clear light of the moon in the watery night.
Max was dressed very formally today, he was completely a most faithful believer, he knelt on one knee, the white robe painted with a cross hung down from his shoulders to the red carpet, the gold trim of his hood cut down the sides of his cheeks, Max crossed his hands on his chest, and his aqua blue eyes were endlessly deep.
He was alone in the empty hall, the wind blowing the candles, and the messy shadows swaying everywhere.
"Dangdang. The clatter of knockers came from behind Max, breaking the holy silence.
Someone was clasping the door outside the church.
"Enter. Max replied softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping gods in the stone statues.
"Squeak. The carved door was slowly pushed from the outside, and then slowly closed, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather collar walked cautiously with a hunched body.
"Young Master. Manager Jonathan stood behind Max.
"Come in at this time, and I'm afraid I'm going to make a small report again when I see it by Yarman's people. ”
"I'm sorry, young master. Manager Jonathan bent lower, his expression a little cramped.
"He sent you, right?"
"Yes, young master," Jonathan cautiously cleared his throat, it was already common for father and son to call Jonathan "he" to each other, "The academy has just sent a letter to Garcia Manor, which was personally addressed to you by Acting Headmaster Hook, and Lord Warrender is afraid that something is important, so he sent me to send it to you quickly." ”
Jonathan took a letter from his pocket and handed it to Max, wiping the sweat drops from his forehead with a handkerchief, as if he had come up from downstairs in one go.
"That's hard work, Jonathan," Max said slightly, "put down the letter, and go back to rest." ”
"Thank you young master for your concern," Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll send someone to pick you up later, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do." ”
"Wait, Jonathan. Max called out to Jonathan.
"Young master, what else do you have to order. ”
"It's cool at night, don't let him always work so late, you stay with him the longest, he listens to you, remember to go back and help me persuade him." ”
"Young master, in fact, what the master wants to hear most is that you say these words to him personally," Jonathan seemed to be an elder who taught young people earnestly, "If you have time to go back to accompany your master, he misses you very much..."
"I see, you go. Max's voice did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, and it was like the usual gentle and sunny boy.
Jonathan knew he was talking a little too much, and he bowed to Max's back, then cocked his neckline and quickly left.
The crow outside the window had just crowed twice, and then it was driven away by the clergy, and the piercing screams drifted farther and farther, and the crows flew in the direction of the imperial mansion.
Max opened the envelope, and his brow tightened after just a few seconds of reading.
Since Douglas was temporarily removed a few days ago, this is the first time that Acting Principal Hooke has taken the initiative to find Max, from the explosion to the change of principal, from the beginning Max felt that all these things happened too coincidentally, so Max vaguely felt that something had happened, and sure enough, the content of the letter confirmed his conjecture.
The first paragraph of the letter was largely negligible and nothing more than a flattery to Marx's father, Warren Garcia, the Imperial Minister of Commerce, and it was only from the second paragraph that Hook finally clarified to Marx the purpose of writing the letter.
"Dear second-year cadet Max Garcia, as a member of the Imperial Military Academy, we have been guided by the belief that the interests of the Empire are above all else, and now is the time when the Empire needs you.
The evil Raven Order has attacked two prisons for felons in succession throughout the Empire, causing chaos and crime in some towns, and now these gangsters have fallen on the Sea Boundary Prison in Xinlan City.
As the heart of the Empire, Xinlan must not fall into the shadow of evil, let alone dispatch the Crusaders at will, so as not to cause panic among the citizens, so the Imperial Family has decided to entrust us with this difficult task. ”
Max didn't read any further, and the lines below made him feel a little foul.
Putting away the letter, Max stood up and walked out the door, already having a decision of his own.
At the moment when Max closed the door of the church on the top floor, the evening bell that represented the beginning of Mass suddenly struck, and the starry candlelight in the hall was extinguished in an instant.