Also this night, not only is it the first step in the whole sneak attack plan on Karil's side, this plan may further affect the situation of the battle, but it is not the only major event that happened tonight. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the capital of Sunderland, there are also two people who are thinking about doing something, in a huge black castle. And this is the residence of Sunderland's chief alchemist, and of course, his laboratory.

The castle was built like a tower, and unlike the castle that Skaloa had destroyed last time, it was much taller than it was, and from a distance it looked like a broken half-sword stuck vertically in the earth.

And the castle is located next to a lake, and even part of the edge of the castle is directly soaked in the lake, some large and small pipes are hidden in it, connecting the castle and the lake, and it has been affected by various experiments in the castle for a long time, the water surface of the lake is glowing with strange reflections, and the whole castle looks simple and clean around it, but it gives people a gloomy feeling for no reason.

However, this feeling has no meaning at all in the rainy night, and all the atmosphere is washed away by the torrential rain, except for making people want to go home and sleep under the covers, there is no other idea at all.

But not everyone can sleep quietly on this unpleasant rainy night, and there are always people who have to do what they should do in the middle of the night.

The core of the whole castle is on its first floor, a large but not empty room, straight up to the height of one or two floors, some pipes of different sizes are arranged vertically on the left side of the hall, some are wrapped in a dark red metal shell, some of the pipes made of glass allow people to see through the outer walls of the pipes, and see the emerald green liquid flowing slowly through the outer walls of the pipes, these pipes connect the different rooms of the castle, from the third basement to the thirteenth floor above ground, and this hall is where all the pipes are concentrated.

The other wall was covered with various gears, levers, counters, and dashboards made of dark gold metal, and the occasional hot steam spewed out of the valves, adding two points of life to the quiet hall.

The floor is paved with two kinds of blood red and snow white tiles, in alternating triangles, with portraits of some great men hanging on the walls, and even the ceiling is carefully carved, even if this is a laboratory, every detail shows the extraordinary nature of the highest alchemy workshop in Sunderland, whether it has a practical role or not, at least it looks like it can't lose its value.

There is a huge window on the east wall, six square pieces of glass put together into a vertical rectangle, topped by a semicircle, facing the lake next to the castle, you can clearly see the rain on the water, splashing ripples and splashes, and occasionally splashing water droplets fall on the water and do not melt into it, but roll on the water several times before melting into the lake.

This place is no ordinary lake and castle for a long time, and all kinds of eerie feelings make people feel like they are in another world.

With his back to this window, he sat alone behind a desk, in a large mahogany chair, dressed in a soft black robe, which covered his whole body except for his hands and head, and a gold coat of arms tattooed on his chest.

The owner of the robe looked to be at least sixty years old, with a slightly gray beard, a little emaciated, and his eyes were a little cloudy, but his face was so angular that one could guess that he was handsome in his youth.

But he is old now, obviously his skin is a little better than Angelo, but the whole person feels much older than Angelo, he put his hands on both sides of the armrests of the chair, some dry fingers lightly tap on the armrests, half-closed eyes, as if waiting for something, but his expression is so silent, it looks like he is asleep.

Time seemed to stand still in this room, and every time the steam valve periodically burst out to reduce the pressure, it made people feel that time did not stop, and just as this man was alone waiting for the sixty-first opening of the pressure reducing valve, there was finally a knock on the door of the room.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

It's like a school of fish suddenly active in calm water, and even the air is light.

"Come in." The man in the black robe said, his voice as if he hadn't spoken for many years, and his mouth was as hoarse as a shell, until the last syllable of the sentence, which was much more normal.

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and in came a handsome young man, he was slender, his skin was bright, he had dark yellow hair, he was wearing brown leather armor, and he also had a coat of arms on his chest, and his hands were naturally placed on his sides, and after carefully closing the door, he walked towards the old man in black robe.

"I'm a little cold...... Give me some firewood......"

The man who came in was obviously the guy that the old man had been waiting for, he tightened his collar with his right hand, looked at the other party with cloudy eyes, and said slowly: "Old...... A little afraid of the cold. ”

The man who came in didn't say anything, and with a graceful smile all the while, he nodded, walked to the other end of the room, added firewood to the honest fireplace, and adjusted their position to make the flames burn a little brighter.

In this castle, which is almost the highest alchemical collection in Sunderland, the most common fireplace is used in the most ordinary rooms of this castle, so ordinary that it is not even really different from that of ordinary people's homes.

"What did Your Majesty say to you again?" The old man opened his half-closed eyes, and most of the turbidity in them was dispelled, but a tiredness could not be concealed from them: "He told you what he asked for last time." ”

"So, how can you be sure? Perhaps His Majesty was just talking to me about the war a little more. The young man came over easily, and replied in a beautiful voice that matched his appearance.

......After a few words, the old man's spirit lifted up a lot, and he seemed more angry than just now: "Your Majesty can discuss with you until eleven o'clock at most, and he can still make him interested in talking to you about a little time, presumably it is the same thing I said last time." ”

Hearing the old man say this, the young man suddenly chuckled and replied, "That's right, Your Majesty mentioned it to me again, but did not give a clear order. ”

"So, what do you want to do" The old man tightened his collar to make himself more comfortable: "According to Your Majesty's will, kill me here?" ”

"Hahahaha......" The young man laughed suddenly, as if he had heard a very funny joke: "What's the matter, you today, how could I kill you, don't be kidding, if I want to kill anyone, I can't kill you, right." What's wrong with you today, and what bad news have you heard? ”

"Yes, that's right, you can't kill anyone to kill me, and vice versa, but our sword kills a lot of people, and so do we." The old man let out a long sigh and continued, "Don't tell me you don't know, you and I know this war all too well. ”

"Yes, of course." The young man didn't say anything, but bowed respectfully to the old man: "So...... I said old man, you don't look normal today. ”

The old man paused for a moment, ignoring the young man's question, but said to himself: "Another city has been slaughtered, you know, yesterday, another city was slaughtered. ”

The young man stood aside, silent for a while.

"Sunderland's soldiers, use our technology" The old man raised his voice tremblingly: "Sunderland's soldiers! Our technology! Slaughtering innocent people in other countries! ”

But both of them could only watch the chaos in the world from afar in their own laboratories, and there was nothing they could do.

"Yes, our technology even breeds the tyrant of Sunderland, Ambrose. Your Majesty Pecoli - but so, still thinking about it......" The young man shook his head slightly, "Anyway, no matter how many times we've thought about it, but it's not too late now. ”

"You know, we didn't make these techniques for slaughter." The old man coughed violently, and the young man hurriedly went up to support him.

"Yes, but haven't we been doing the opposite of what we expected for so many years?" Although the young man was holding the old man in his hand, he did not leave any room in his mouth.

"So many years...... the old man stopped, immersed in his thoughts: "How many years?" We get out of there...... How many years have passed since we left our teachers? ”

Teacher's side.

This phrase made the young man next to him stunned for a moment, and then shook his head and replied: "I don't know, fifty years?" Eighty years? One hundred and twenty years? It's been too long, what are you still thinking about? They all passed away, and you didn't attend the teacher's funeral in person. ”

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, he held the desk with one hand, and said loudly: "That's right, it's been too long, they're all dead, and we're still alive." And we betrayed the teacher, we broke with the teacher for our dreams, came to Sunderland with our passion and strength for our dreams, did research day and night for our dreams, and then now, thousands of civilians have died one by one for our dreams! ”

It's not part of our dream!

"But you've missed the last chance to atone for your sin with your teacher, and it's impossible to stop Sunderland at this time." The young man's face changed again and again with his words, and finally he laughed miserably.

"You won......" The old man shook his head slowly: "You won...... The teacher was right, and we shouldn't have let her down at that time. ”

"So what else can you do now? To be honest, I can't really kill you, but on the other hand, I understand a little bit why Your Majesty is thinking about killing you, really, Master Rodney, you'd better be careful. ”

"Don't call me master, just call me Raymond as before" The old man gasped, he stood up on his own: "I can't stand it anymore......"

"So what are you going to do? As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old man in a trance, and hurriedly went up to help him.

"Alright, I'm fine, I'm fine" The old man shook him off and took out a test tube protected by a silver frame from the cabinet next to the desk, which was filled with green liquid, and a plug was placed at the mouth of the test tube, and a needle was inserted at the other end of the plug, protruding from the entire metal frame.

The old man lifted the robe in his left hand, revealing his left arm under the black robe, and a piece of metal embedded in his wrist directly into his arm, extending under the sleeve. He poured the tube upside down and stuck the needle into the round hole of the metal strip on his wrist, and the green liquid in the tube was slowly injected into his body.

"Enough...... That's enough. The old man threw the empty test tube on the ground and smashed the glass test tube.

"But how long can you hold on like this?" The young man frowned.

"I've taken more than a hundred years of life from death with it, what more could I ask for now?" The old man turned around and faced the young man in the direction of his neck, and there were also a few dark vertical lines on his neck, and two pieces of bare metal on the side of his left eye.

"Let's go, and don't bother your majesty to let you kill me, let's ...... from Sunderland," the old man continued, with a determined smile, "and disappear." (To be continued.) )