"In fact, you may lose money in this business." Korment said to Rita beside him as he used a flame gun to fix the burr in the fracture of the forebreastplate.

"The important parts of that mecha are all made of Mithril, and they have a unique style, which cannot be purchased on the market, so they can only be processed and made from raw materials by themselves. Not counting the cost of processing, the price of the military metal Mithril alone is not a small amount. The deposit is only 4,000 pounds, and I think it will cost you more than 5,000 pounds to get through the black market. Cheaper orichalcum instead of mythril? That's not your style, is it? Comette said.

"Cut, can't I see what you're talking about? It's all that old guy! Rita poked Komenter with her elbow and pointed to Gurung, who was sitting in the corner, sipping bread and coffee while flipping through the newspaper.

"As soon as he saw this strange mecha, he was so excited that he wanted to sleep in it, according to his words: he had dealt with mecha all his life, and for the first time in his life, he had seen a mecha that did not need to be powered by steam, even if he paid the repair shop, he had to study it thoroughly." Rita shrugged her shoulders with a helpless expression.

"I'm still curious why you sent it here for repairs," Komat stopped what he was doing, lifted his mask, and looked at Rita, "How many people in the entire sanctuary know about you Rita Snoff?" ”

"Stupid! Do you believe that I will knock you to death with a wrench? Anyway, I'm also a top student who graduated from the Bytting Mechanical Academy, and you can't compare with me! Rita pursed her lips and looked at Corgate viciously.

Rita is a year younger than Komette and was a former student at the Byttin Institute of Mechanics, but she enrolled earlier than Komette and studied mechanical engineering and maintenance for only three years. Komat studied mechanical design and operation, and because it involves the control of steam mechas, it has four years of study.

"I'm going to take the end-of-semester mecha control exam tomorrow." Comet said suddenly.

"Then you're about to graduate, have you thought about where you'll work in the future? Why don't you come to our Snoff machinery repair shop and become a full-time worker, we can pay you twice as much as you do now. It's just that the mecha control technology you learned may be about to be wasted, but you can test the mecha for us, don't you think we're also getting the mecha maintenance work now? Rita said excitedly, but in the eyes of Corgate she looked like an aunt who cheated on children.

"Someone can help me get into Farad." Corgate said calmly.

Seeing Rita's mouth grow and look surprised, Cordant told her what Eugene had said to him today.

"Metallurgists of the Farad Company? It's an attractive opportunity. Rita looked at Corment's dark red right eye, "But what about Miss Bernice?" Is she really beautiful? ”

"Her full name is Bernice Orton." As he spoke, Cordant lowered his mask and turned on the switch of the flame gun, a dark blue flame shooting out of the charred black vent.

"The eldest lady of the Orton chaebol?" Rita's mouth opened in an O-shape, almost enough to stuff a whole piece of freshly baked bread.

The Orton chaebol is the largest conglomerate in the Euro-13 sanctuary and is much higher than the Farad company. Their monopoly is the design and manufacture of steam machinery, and almost the entire steam machinery in the shelter is designed and produced by the Orton chaebol. Companies like Farad, which manages the mining and smelting of precious metals, provide large quantities of metal materials to the Orton chaebol every year, and it is this kind of business that makes it possible for them to survive.

It is rumored that even the Guardian Army was invested and founded by the Orton chaebol, and all military mecha were designed and produced by the Orton chaebol. From the small steam locomotives of the civilian people to the entire steam mecha of the Knights of the Silver Hand organized by the Guardian Army, the Oton chaebol's industry is everywhere.

"That's right, the eldest lady of the Orton chaebol is only worthy of Eugene, who is also the son of the chaebol, and the old nobles like Komat are still worry-free. If it were me, I would definitely agree, I can work in a big chaebol company, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing, who wouldn't want to. Rita tossed the wrench in her hand and pulled out circles.

"I did, but I'll beat him tomorrow." Coment's hand with the flame gun paused, but he quickly resumed his work.

"Why? Such a good opportunity to give up, for the sake of that girl? Komat, I didn't expect it, you turned out to be an infatuated person. I used to think you were a papaya-headed, the kind that wasn't interested in girls. Rita pouted, she and Komette had known each other for a few years, but Komette didn't seem to see her as a girl.

"You're thinking too much," Cordant shook his head, "I just want to give those self-righteous guys a little color, and as for the future work, I still want to go to the Guardian Army." The points you get in the mecha control assessment at the end of the semester are high, and you may not need to be a maintenance technician in the army. ”

"Guardians? Why do you want to join the Guardian Army so much, you said the same thing last year. Rita asked curiously.

"Because they are at war with demons, they can protect the weak." Without hesitation, Komet replied, an answer he had already thought of in his heart, "Like a true knight." ”

"Hey, you're still a kid who can't grow up, you're almost eighteen years old, don't you know the cruelty of society? Being a knight in the Guardian Army, and the annuity is not high in the consortium, what should Sister Millie do? What if you take a wife? If you don't have money, you can't marry a beautiful woman, like Miss Bernice. Rita muttered.

"Millie has been working in a restaurant lately, and besides, can you not talk like my mother." Cogate said.

"Like your mother? Did Her Majesty be as nagging as I used to be? Rita stood upright, as if she were the queen of the old days.

"I'm just referring to 'Mom,' not His Majesty Daria Artio." Komette was stunned for a moment, a special emotion flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared again.

"Huh? What is it? Rita abruptly interrupted Corment, who had just removed a piece of metal from the back of the forebreastdeck, revealing the hidden text carved underneath.

She shook her head, the words looked like sketchy paintings, straight or curved, skimmed or pinched, she had never seen before.

"It's kanji." Komet leaned over, looked at it for a moment, and said.

"Kanji? This is a mecha made by Eastern mechanics? What does it mean? Rita asked, surprised.

"It should be the name of the mech." As a child, Komette learned a little foreign language, including Chinese characters, from his tutor.

"Star Body." He paused, and finally recognized the two mysterious Chinese characters.