Cafd carried a mecha girl in each of his hands, and easily placed them both in the open space of the Archive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And I looked at each other with the Misty Believer, not knowing what the effort was for.

"Sure enough, the ability to control 'force' is very useful." The Misty Believer was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"Why, aren't you his student, why haven't you learned these things?" I asked, looking at the Misty Believer with a strange expression.

"Alas, this is a kind of ability, I can learn it if I want to." The expression of the misty believer was very distressed, "The teacher is too, basically only let me cook and clean up or something." ”

"Huh." I pinched my chin and said, "In that case, you're quite patient and persistent." ”

"Where, don't entertain me." The Misty Believer sighed again, "Okay, let's take a look at the people in these two mechs first." ”

At this time, Craft suddenly waved his hand at the two of us, "Not yet. ”

"What's wrong?" I wondered.

"Wait for me to lock the door to the Archive." "I have to hang up the sign that the museum is closed and tell the people outside that they will not be allowed to visit today." ”

"Then please." I nodded, and watched as Cafd walked to the door and hung a small wooden sign, then closed the door again.

After Cloufeld had locked the door for the first time in a long time, the old man staggered towards us.

"Alright." He sat down slowly next to the two girls, "Turn this mech on, the edge is long, I think you belong to the people who know more about this kind of thing." ”

Indeed, when they saw me drive up to the sky in my mech and bring these two girls back, I think they should be able to tell that I have something to do with these things anyway.

What's more, there are also similarities between the appearance of the Industrial Morning Star and the appearance of the mecha on the two girls, although it is not obvious, but the similarities and differences in style can still be seen in general.

"Please." The Misty Believer stepped aside.

"Okay." I nodded, then glanced sideways at Elise beside me.

Elise knew what she was supposed to do at the moment, so she dodged to the side of the Death Crown first, pointing to her helmet.

"Long Night, open this cover first, and use your lightsaber or black mist to scratch her neck upwards, where it is connected."

Elise gestured as she placed her hand somewhere inconspicuously on the lower part of her helmet.

"Is it really okay to use black mist?" I'm a little skeptical.

"As long as you're fine enough." "But if you're not confident, use a lightsaber to cut it...... It's just that it's a little slower. ”

"Slow down, slow down." I shook my head, "I think safety comes first for this kind of thing...... By the way, how much slower? ”

Elise sighed, "It's going to be about an hour and a half slow." ”

"Why is it so long?" I almost jumped in surprise.

"Isn't that nonsense...... How can the cutting of heat be directly removed. Elise shrugged, "If you use the black mist, it will be done in a few tens of seconds." ”

"Okay." Feeling the gap between these numbers, I finally made up my mind.

"Then use the black lightsaber to deal with it."

The combination of black fog and lightsabers, a representation of safety and efficiency.

It doesn't get much more perfect than this option at this moment.

"Okay." Elise spread her hands, "As long as you can solve it, but you better hurry, the two people next to you are looking at you, like a mentally ill." ”

Glancing at the Misty Believer and Kraft who were staring at me, I immediately pulled out the essentia cube to avoid suspicion on the part of them, and held it in my hand.

"Quick Construct Beam Saber!"

With my lightsaber in my hand, I slowly half-knelt down beside the head of the Crown of Death.

Black streaks slowly spread along the light-forged blade.

I gestured my lightsaber to the connecting wire, "Is this it?" ”

"That's right." Elise nodded to the side, "Cut it down." ”

"Okay."

Receiving an affirmative reply, I slowly pressed the blade of my sword against the connected part.

As the blade came into contact with the metal, the black mist attached to the blade also began its corrosive work.

'Huh-' The familiar voice rang in my ears again, and the connected parts began to erode at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What are you?" The Misty Believer asked me a question.

"I'm going to cut her helmet open first, so I can finish the rest of the work." "And, for an intruder, for an agent, showing her face is undoubtedly the best exposure of her identity, and while none of us may know her, anything is possible as long as her face is revealed, isn't it?" ”

The Misty Believer didn't speak, but nodded and stepped aside.

Apparently he also understands that now is not the time to disturb me and ask questions.

A minute passed, and a wide slit was now visible in the part I had cut.

"Is that okay?" I asked Elise by pointing to the gap.

"That's it." Elise nodded, "The part of the mech's skull has now been completely loosened by you, and if you just break it along the place where you cut it, this helmet will be directly separated by you." ”

"It's that simple?" I couldn't help but believe it.

"Simple?" Elise sneered, "If it weren't for the black fog you had, it would have taken at least half an hour to force open this thing, I remember I said it just now." ”

"This is based on the blueprint for the first prototype mechs made in Gear City." Eliscop said, "We only tried this type of mecha for two days before discarding it all because of this helmet. ”

"If the outside world can't quickly open the helmet in some way while the driver is unconscious, then the driver will be trapped inside and unable to be rescued." "It's a terrible failure, it's fundamentally inhumane. ”

"But that might say a little bit about that." I looked at the crown of death in front of me and said in a deep voice.

Elise looked at me, "What does that mean?" ”

This illustrates...... Maybe Jinyu didn't even think about letting the two girls come back alive. My face was a little heavy, "This may have been a suicide attack." ”

They are all outcasts who come to our attention.