"Do your dolls use the 'Infinite Chain Reaction' technique?"

In the mansion, in front of the window, looking at Alyssa who was training with Epsilon and Xiao Zi with a cold face, or helping Epsilon train Xiao Zi, Gretzel asked out loud.

"What? Is the reclusive Demon King also interested in new technology? ”

The Qin people, who made a rocking chair with quicksand and half-slept on the rocking chair, joked.

"It's impossible for anyone to ignore the technology that is at the heart of a major event like the fall of the city and rebellion."

Gregel replied in an unkind tone:

"Not to mention the taboo dolls that utilize Renaissance techniques."

"It seems that Miss Corpse's age is not just a bad thing."

The Qin people opened one eye and looked at the room full of all kinds of ancient armor, weapons, and books.

Gregertan did not respond to this.

Because, if anything, the reason why she is highly interested in Renaissance dolls is .....

.......

On the Liverpool-Manchester railway, an eight-car freight train is galloping.

In one of the carriages, there were more than a dozen men, all dressed in commoner evening dresses, known in the East as Western suits.

Beside them, there are also more than a dozen automaton figures.

The only one who didn't have an automaton to follow was a blonde man wearing a cloak and a hood.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head.

Boom.

With a small jump-like sound, a man dressed in black and black with black hair and pupils appeared opposite him.

And beside him was a young girl in a black cloak.

The girl looked at the man with a fanatical gaze like infatuation.

The moment he appeared, those puppeteers all entered a state of alert to prepare for battle, and stood up in an instant, and the puppets around him also moved slightly with the infusion of magic power.

However, the moment they saw each other clearly, these puppeteers stood as if they had been trained for a long time, and they all stood upright, their palms turned outward in salute, as if they were soldiers:

"Hail to His Highness Edmond!"

However, their extremely standard actions only made the man, Edmond shake his head:

"I didn't let you out of the honor guard for this."

As the puppeteers sat down at his gesture, Edmond walked directly to the blonde man opposite, glancing at the shadows at the other's feet:

"Yo, Raikkonen, didn't bring the Devourer of Everything?"

The blonde man, or rather, Raikkonen, looked at Edmond with a gloomy face:

"Do you think I can bring it out?"

"That's a pity, the Devourer of Everything feels better than Seven."

Edmond looked at each other with a smirk.

The Devourer of Everything, Heras Walger, is a legendary figure made with the skill of the Renaissance.

"Seven?"

Raikkonen's gaze turned to the girl with the Asian face, and even if he could sense the flow of magic in the other person's body, with this level of refinement, he didn't even think about the automata.

Are taboo dolls forbidden?

Speaking of which...... This feeling is......

"That's right, the old woman adjusted it on purpose."

Edmund said with a smile, then kicked the girl who was on his thigh to the other side.

"Although it is said that you can't use it casually without adjustment, but after adjusting it, it becomes disgusting."

Seeing that the girl was safe and sound, and even leaned back to Edmond's side again with an excited expression, Raikkonen's eyes became indifferent and cold:

"Killed General Guretan, do you dare to appear in front of me?"

"It's a pity that such a man was dealt with like this."

Edmond sighed, then looked at Raikkonen without any guilt:

"When he was caught by that old woman of Black Rose, he didn't have a few days left to live, and he didn't have to die for me to make sure he was depressed, right?"

As he spoke, he hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a cruel smile:

"Why, Your Excellency the 'Demon King of Burning', does you feel pity for your disciple because of the death of your master?"

Hearing this, Raikkonen's expression turned cold:

"I'm not a disciple, but I just served as her tutor."

"Really?"

Edmund said, and took out a long-necked flask from his bosom, which contained a liquid that shone with a green sheen:

"I, a rebellious royal family, didn't come here to catch up with you, this is the order of the old women, take it."

As he spoke, he threw the bottle directly at Raikkonen.

When the bottle was about to hit his face, Raikkonen caught it and swept it with an inquiring gaze.

"A fine wine with an infinite chain reaction, one sip is enough for your flame to turn the whole of Sheffield into a sea of fire."

"I don't need to—"

"It's none of my business whether you need it or not, I'm just a former royal family who runs errands, and I'm just handing this thing over to you according to the old woman's orders."

Edmond grinned toothily and kicked the girl doll next to him away again:

"Now that the task is complete, then it's time for me to say goodbye, it's just a 'Labyrinth Demon King', and I don't need the king of this world to appear in person."

With that, he turned back.

The puppeteers stood up in unison and were about to shout a word of congratulations, but Edmund stopped them:

"Don't shout, cooperate with our 'Fake Demon King' and do your best to complete the task and kill his dear 'Labyrinth Princess'."

The moment he heard this, Raikkonen, who was holding the long-necked bottle, suddenly surged with invisible blue-white magic around his body.

And beneath his feet, in his shadow, an invisible silhouette of a burning red shook, and the heat quickly spread.

"What, sure enough, it was brought out, and if you don't want to exchange it with me, you just say it."

Edmund smiled sarcastically, and then, under the protection of the maiden, the figure disappeared from the spot.

In the carriage, only the puppeteer and Raikkonen, who couldn't help but retreat because of the scorching heat, were left.

As the flames swirled, Raikkonen's body disappeared from the carriage.

.......

Sheffield, on the hill, the Qin people looked at Gregel Tank, who was rummaging through the stacks of books and weapons:

"Miss Demon King, is it so slow to find something?"

"Shut up, who knows where to put it!"

Gregertan threw a heavy piece of armor backwards rather unpleasantly.

And the Qin people raised their hands lightly, and the grit directly took over the armor, and internally merged into a sand soldier quite similar to Grijieltan:

"The cuirass tightened a little."

As he spoke, another piece of armor was thrown over, but Qin Ren still took it lightly.

However, at this moment, Qin Ren suddenly turned his gaze and looked out the window.