When the singer Ingwa officially confirmed the letter from Neypol in my possession, he was a little conflicted.

It is conceivable that in the hearts of any bloody Nord people, dragon slaying is an incomparably glorious feat, not to mention that Inva was originally a troubadour with a high sensitivity to romance, and he would only be more excited than ordinary people in the face of such an opportunity, and I could feel that he did not want to let go.

But on the other hand, Inva doesn't have any confidence that she can win against the dragon. Although he was thrilled by this, he was not stupid, otherwise he would not have climbed to such a high position in the Silver Blood Family.

Eventually, he handed over his authority to me, after all, he was now a mercenary who only obeyed his orders, and everything had to be done from the perspective of his employer, and I had a better chance than he would be able to rid the dragon that was messing around.

The document that Yingva handed me contained information about everyone involved in the dragon slaying team, as well as the preparation of related supplies, etc. The hired warriors will meet at the appointed location at the appointed time, and I don't need to worry about it. I don't want to worry about it, after all, this is a group that makes even the Silverblood family find a little tricky, and I have no interest in getting involved with them.

As for the rest of the entourage, Flora should let her stay at Atrix's house, although I am full of confidence in this trip to slay the dragon, but all this is not easy enough to be at home.

……

Two days later, a guard from the fortress informed me of the news I had been waiting for. Casemimer's weapons of war were ready to be used, and he invited me to join in the testimony.

Came to the hall of the excavation site. I noticed that the atmosphere here was very lively at this time, presumably as the underground workers, assistants, and bodyguards all came out of the Chuand-Zell excavation site, hoping to witness the magical creation of the Forge Mo clan back into operation. In the center of the platform they surrounded stood a brassy-colored metal body more than five meters high, which was the Forged Mocenturion that had been booked before.

Following behind Casemir, following a passage that the crowd had voluntarily abandoned, I came to the feet of the Centurion of the Forge and took a closer look.

I asked Casemi beside me, "What you want me to witness today is to restart this Forge Centurion?" ”

"It's not a start." Kassemer's hooded head swayed slightly. "If it starts, all of us here will suffer."

"Uh, I don't understand what you mean...... If not to restart it, what have you been busy with these two days? ”

It seems that Mr. Kassemer lacked enthusiasm for answering questions posed by others, and his nephew took over. "The intelligent recognition and feedback system of the Forging Mo Centurion is designed based on the needs of the Forging Mo family. If it starts normally. Anyone present will be identified as a target. The current technology is not enough to crack this system, so we have to resort to a stupid way to convert the automatic mode to the manual mode. ”

"Automatic to Manual...... What do you mean......"

That is to say. The modified Forge Centurion is unable to automatically identify, lock onto, and act on targets, requiring a driver to replace the removed intelligent recognition and feedback system. ”

"So......" I asked Ezenta, with suppressed excitement, "has anyone chosen the driver's position?" ”

"Not yet, after all, driving this thing is much more difficult than driving a carriage, and no one has similar experience," Ezenta spread his hands helplessly, "My uncle even plans that if he can't find a suitable driver, he will drive this Centurion himself." ”

"He's a researcher, so there's no need to risk his life, I'll be the driver!"

I made my request to be a centurion pilot in no uncertain terms, much to the astonishment of Ezenta, and even the silent Casamemer opened his mouth to confirm it with me.

"You? Will it work? ”

Isn't it just a Gundam to the minimum standard of the face-scrolling keyboard, which is a piece of cake for a player like me who is extremely familiar with mechanical and electronic devices and has a peak APM of 250.

"Is there a manual? Leave it to me, and I'll learn how to operate this forging centurion in the quickest possible time. ”

"Yes, but I wrote it in Elfish."

"It doesn't matter, reading foreign literature is the most basic quality of scientific researchers, just give it to me."

……

The content of the manual is not very much, firstly, because it is not written for those novice users, and secondly, because there is really not much content to be written. I quickly read it in its entirety, and then began to prepare for the cockpit.

The so-called cockpit is actually the open space left inside the robot after the original intelligent recognition and feedback system is removed. Since the Forge didn't make it with a creature in mind, I had to deal with some inevitable problems, such as the heat.

The staff wrapped me in layers of asbestos into a rice dumpling, and then Kasemer cast a variety of spells on me, such as strengthening the thermal insulation of asbestos and making the physical properties of asbestos flexible. Eventually, I was attached to metal frames in the cockpit, which were connected to various auxiliary drives inside the robot, allowing me to directly control the behavior of the Centurion Forge through the displacement of his limbs without having to exert much effort to do so.

The lid was closed, and I felt as if I was being tucked between two tightly squeezed sponges, and while I didn't feel any obvious discomfort, my body couldn't move at all - all until the staff outside turned on the "power".

The roar, the vibrations, and the high-speed gears and levers made me feel like the Forge Mocenturion had come to life, and I tried to move my left hand as I saw the audience outside cheering at the magical image in front of me, but their voices were so faint that I couldn't hear them.

Since it is not possible to test dangerous weapons in public, I will only take two steps on this platform for this test drive. Although the range of motion is relatively small, the machine without human emotions will not hide its hands, and its every step is full of strength, and the performance of this forging Mocenturion has basically been explored by me in this test drive - conservatively estimated, it has hand-to-hand combat ability that is not inferior to that of a dragon.

Just as I was about to continue driving it, the power system of the Forge Mocenturion came to an abrupt halt, and the test drive seemed to be over. (To be continued......)