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Taylor, who is extremely 'skilled' in this area, is very 'measured'.

The right amount of punching will not make him faint completely soon, nor will he be fatal by a single blow, but will only make him continue to bleed and feel pain.

and, to endure humiliation.

Taylor was ready to beat this 'Noxian bastard' who 'insulted the name of the nobility' to death in front of the eyes of 30,000 Piltover people.

The energy transmission lines of the whole body have all collapsed, and the practice of dissolving the blood circulation in the crystal energy conduction shows its negative side at this time.

He felt every inch of his flesh crack.

The crystal energy that had not yet had time to be filtered out of the dialysis device and still remained in his body was impacting every inch of his meridians and muscles at the moment.

Even without Taylor's last insulting act, his body would have completely turned into a puddle of minced flesh after a while.

Gathering the last bit of strength in his body, Baker clenched his fists and struggled to lift his hand, but was once again distracted by Taylor's punch.

"Don't try to resist. ”

Knocking out Beck's last trace of resistance, Taylor laughed, and the stormy punch hit Baker's face and upper body again.

"Enjoy, little bastard!!"

Beck, who was crushed to the ground, only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

Taylor's insulting words were no longer audible, and the blow to his face no longer felt pain, and blood soaked his eyes.

Baker barely tilted his head and looked in the direction where Wang Hai was standing.

Seeing that little Lori put away the alchemy synthesis device, he exhaled with relief.

'Thank you......'

But...... Maybe that's the end of it......

'My Life......'

At this moment, Baker, who was beaten madly and angrily, actually laughed.

With the blood on his face and his twisted and swollen facial features, Baker's expression at the moment looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this expression, even Taylor couldn't help but be stunned, and the hand that was beating Baker unconsciously stopped.

"What are you laughing at,?!"

This expression made Taylor's heart a little hairy.

"You like to be beaten, don't you?!You like to make a fool of yourself in front of so many people, don't you?!"

Taking a deep breath, he punched Baker in the face even harder.

"I'll make you laugh! I'll make you laugh!! bastard!!"

As if to vent his frustration with the smile, Taylor's fist grew heavier and heavier.

Beck, however, laughed louder and louder, as if he were enchanted.

"You ......"

Even in the end, Taylor gradually stopped his fist and said inexplicably: "Are you stupid?

"Yes...... Tell me...... You...... Be...... How...... Get...... This ...... Mechanical armor?......"

His lips trembled, and Baker smiled and barely managed to squeeze out such a sentence.

Seeing his eyes, Taylor couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and replied casually: "Oh, this is what Charles gave me, saying that it can restrain your mechanical armor...... Wait, what the hell are you doing?!

"Check ...... Les ?......"

Unfamiliar name.

but stole the invention and design that he endured humiliation and burden, and worked hard for nearly three years since he started in Zu'an.

However, he was convinced by his own design.

Same principle and device.

The metal material, the crystal grade, and even the creation of the line texture are not comparable to the craftsmen of his level.

Closing his eyes in pain, Baker felt a little relieved in his heart after a moment.

Can it finally be over?

It's not a long time, but it feels like a long thirteen years of life.

This is a thirteen-year life full of humiliation, loneliness, and unwillingness.

From the mechanical workshop in the upper echelons of Zaum, to the introduction of himself to Piltover's Academy of Science and Magic, until this meeting of the Skilled Craftsmen, he experienced too much contempt, disdain, too much wrong, and too much grievance.

After nearly two years of college life, he found that Piltover, known as the city of progress and technology, was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

Even, for a person of his special background, the city of Piltover, which claims to be able to accommodate all powerful craftsmen, is like hell.

Since he was sensible, the lower layer of Zu'an, who didn't know the night and day, was the only pure land in his heart.

The only thing that can support me forward is these nine conceptual design drawings that I designed one by one.

When this set of silver mecha was created and really appeared in front of his eyes, Baker only felt that it was worth the humiliation and grievances he had suffered in the past few years.

He felt like he had it all.

However, all of this is ruthlessly and completely shattered by this stupid and brainless aristocratic young master, by this researcher with an unfamiliar name who stole his design drawings, and by the mechanical armor designed by himself.

Sad?

He didn't know that the current Baker was in an extremely complicated mood.

Suddenly, some feelings of fear rose in my heart.

I opened my eyes again, turned my head slowly, and looked into the distance, and I seemed to be yelling at him for something.

'I'm sorry Tiffany, I'd love to win this one, but ah, I'm going to die." ’

'Nice to meet you......

'Probably the happiest thing in my life to meet you......

I thought that some things, many things, would be carried by myself, and patience would pass.

But why did when I heard the person next to me, and finally appeared next to me, a whispered word of comfort, and the defense in my heart would collapse in an instant?

Oh, yes.

What I'm afraid of, what I'm afraid of, isn't insult, it's not indifference.

But it's suddenly gentle.

'Untouchables, untouchables, have you said enough?'

"I just can't get used to you bully scum, this matter, Lao Tzu is going to take care of it!"

'Don't be nervous, I'm here to invite you to join me. ’

Why are you so gentle in my life?

Me.

I'm not afraid of my own hardship, but what I'm afraid of is that the people around me feel sorry for me.

'We're friends, aren't we?'

'Beck, Ize, you go, I'll stop them.' ’

'Go, live, I'm not going to die.' ’

Me.

What I am afraid of is not loneliness, not being alone, but being disappointed.

'Big Brother Baker!' We'll be there to cheer you on!'

"Hmph, why didn't you invite me to this conference, we're already friends, okay?"

"You're a genius, Baker. ’

Little Lori's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes.

'Thank you, Tiffany. ’

With a final smile on his lips, Baker slowly closed his eyes again.

'If there is an afterlife, in the new world, let's be friends again.' ’

The upturned corners of his mouth brought a trace of blood from his face, however, tears kept sliding down the corners of his eyes.

But...... Unwilling...... I'm so unwilling...... Tiffany & Co. ......'