Al was the exception among the nobility, like most of Orlet, and if it weren't for the fact that the doll was made of metal and claimed to be the work of several years, and replaced with an oil painting or a poem, Al would not have picked it up.

Al fiddled with it, it was indeed a movable doll, and when it swung, he could hear the slight sound of the gears turning inside. Al lightly dismantled it, and with one hand actually removed five fingers and a dozen tiny parts.

I couldn't put it back in the original form, so I had to put it in a small cloth bag. Immediately sent out the two little rats who came to the door and returned to his side to chase after them. It was rare to meet someone who studied science, and Al was certainly interested.

Frustrated people have to use all their strength to walk, and pedestrians on the road don't care about this person with a weak sense of existence. In order to save energy, the two little rat brothers have been manifesting their appearances and following far away in the corner.

It was completely dark, and Rodney walked into a small courtyard. Looking at the gate and the overgrown yard inside, it was quite deplorable.

One continued to follow Rodney, and the other began to invade and scout the entire courtyard.

It was empty, the rooms were full of dust, and there were no pots in the kitchen. How could a young man who could have a relationship with the daughter of the city lord live such a depressed life? Could this be just a separate courtyard?

The little rat followed Rodney into a room, and the moment he opened the secret door, he jumped into Rodney's shadow and took him down the secret room. However, Albeth was worried, and the depressed Rodney didn't even close the door, and the other mouse brother cautiously closed the door when he came in.

The basement is well ventilated, and when the door opens, the mechanism lights all the torches and candles.

The chamber wasn't built very deep, and Rodney went down the stairs to face the three rooms, and he walked straight into the middle one, followed by the little mouse brother who turned into a thin shadow through the crack in the door and burrowed into the left, which was full of all kinds of made gears, shafts, and parts. Drill into the opposite room, piles of metal ingots and boxes of inferior magic gems.

The room Rodney entered was a workbench, surrounded by many cut metal blocks, precision tools, and a small room full of books, and the happy little eyes of the mouse brother were smiling like crescents. What can be placed here must be books related to the precision production of these machines, as opposed to documents and history, books of science!

Rodney stood in front of the workbench in a daze, and the other mouse boy sneaked out of the shadow and slipped into the library to flip through the books together.

Engineering is one of the aggregates of great intelligence, and Rodney is a school of precision manufacturing, from the simplest pocket watches to the assembly of machinery. Because of the world's admiration for power, there are magicians' fireball-like signs, engineering explosives, magic crystal bombs, firearms crafting, etc.

Al watched with interest through the little rat brother, when suddenly Rodney's sad and resolute whisper came from the room outside.

"If you don't have a heart, you can't hurt. ”

The little rat who was reading the book curiously drilled his head out, and was startled when he saw Rodney in the center of the secret room.

Rodney unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his thin chest, which somehow had a magic circle tattooed around his heart. Holding a dagger in his right hand and inserting it into his chest, blood flowing, his left hand shoved a spherical member into it.

That's the heart, you cultists cut your heart at every turn! Is the body structure of this world different from my perception?!

The spherical component was stained with a bleeding wound and stretched out automatically, revealing slender tentacles scrambling to burrow into the wound. Rodniche's heart, who was mentally anesthetized by the magic array in his chest, did not react at once, and his green face was distorted at this time, and the flames around him who screamed kept shaking, as if he had been subjected to some unbearable torture.

Rodney suddenly fell to the ground, convulsing violently, and the blood in his heart rushed to the ceiling and dripped down.

Al's first reaction was to exclusively reflect that the body's own physiological defense system had worked because of a strange tentacle metal ball stuffed into the body.

But he looked like he was going to die. In the past, Al might have tried to save it, but now, like a frightened rabbit, he is insensitive to any strange and mysterious looks.

Rodney, who was facing death, no longer had the loss of love, love, and love at this time, and reached out to touch his pocket with difficulty, but he didn't touch anything, and his face showed desperate sadness.

Al had a turn of his mind, and hurriedly passed the metal doll in the bag in his hand to the little brother Mouse. Brother Rat pulled out the metal doll from his body and held it with both hands and handed it to Rodney, Rodney saw that the metal doll was shocked, grabbed the metal doll sent by Brother Rat and pressed it on the metal component on his chest and let out a long inhalation and moan, his whole body arched, and bursts of fluctuations appeared in the sky above the tentacle construction and the puppet.

The strange appearance made the little brother retract back into the library and nervously showed only a pair of small eyes, and immediately lifted the summon when he saw that the situation was wrong.

Rodney's limbs suddenly fell weakly on the floor, his head tilted, his godless eyes opened wide to look at the library, and the little mouse brother who was watching quickly retracted in fright.

Since he was able to use the magical shadow magic secret technique, Al has always been bold. I'm wondering if I should get out and have another look. There was a small, mechanical, stiff sound.

"Come out, my friend. ”

Is this the voice of the soul after death? Rodney's emaciated body doesn't seem to be able to fool a corpse. Has the criteria been relaxed now?

The little brother hesitated for a moment, and then only a pair of eyes appeared through the crack in the door.

Rodney's corpse was still staring miserably in its direction, but there was a small puppet standing on its body looking at it.

A metal doll, a metal doll without a single hand.

"Thank you for your help, but can you give me my hand back?" the puppet pointed at it, speaking dry, unskilled Bright Emperor Chinese.

What is this? Machine reincarnation? The little mouse brother rolled his eyes, sorted out his pitch-black fur, and transformed into a small black vest, a detective hat, a pair of monocles, and a bow, like a gentleman in a mouse. Drill out and look at the metal puppet curiously.

"You're a druid?" the metal doll tilted its head to look at the little mouse.

"Either way, thank you for saving me at a critical moment. My name is Rodney. The metal doll Rodney stood on Rodney's corpse with a courtesy gesture of friendship to the little rat.

"I ...... My name is Rob. Al took the opportunity to identify the druid.

"Can you give me my hand back before I thank you more deeply? ”

"Ah, of course. ”

The nondescript rat boy took out the cloth bag behind his back and carefully handed it to Rodney.

"Did I get caught up with my work?" Rodney took the bag and took out the parts, expertly putting them together for himself.

"Yes, I was attracted by the subtlety of this metal doll. ”