Murray was eventually brought into City Hall, where Charlemagne himself brought him in and left him to wait in the reception room.

Sitting alone in the reception room, Murray was not idle, but quietly fused with the dragon's heart in the chest machine.

In an instant, he returned to the scene he had seen in the Brotherhood of Bad Boys, and the world in front of him became made up of gears made up of various magical elements.

Stretching out his hand and gently flicking the gear in front of him, one gear drove the surrounding gears to start turning, and the whole body moved, and the elements that make up the city hall building moved.

Through the rotation of the elemental gears, Murray's consciousness began to move through the building, searching for the people and information he needed.

Soon, on the top floor of the entire town hall building, in a room with extremely luxurious decorations, Charlemagne and an old man were met.

With a slight flick of his fingers, the gears tightened again, and his consciousness entered the room completely.

At the same time, the machinery in Murry's chest is driven by the dragon's heart to work slowly, maintaining the normal operation of his body's various functions.

Charlemagne bowed to the Archon of the City Hall: "Good morning, Your Excellency. ”

Archon Tyrell raised his head and responded to Charlemagne with a smile: "Hehehe, my dear Charlemagne nephew, there are only two of us here, you don't have to be so polite, just call me Uncle Tyrell as usual." ”

After a pause, Tyrell lowered his head and continued to write, "Rustle, and asked, "Is the matter of the difference machine solved?" Can you find someone to fix it?"

Charlemagne bowed again respectfully before he said, "Uncle Tyrrell, I just met a teenager downstairs and said he was coming to repair our broken Diffiner here. ”

"Snap" The pen in Tyrell's hand slammed, and the slender tip of the pen was almost broken.

Putting the pen back in his hand, he looked up and asked suspiciously, "You mean, a teenager who is here to repair the differential machine?"

Charlemagne nodded heavily and replied, "Yes, Uncle Tyrell, a teenager, who said he was able to repair the Difference Machine." ”

Tyrrell was silent for a moment, and then asked with some confusion: "Charlemagne, you should know that I have always warned you about this matter, and you must not publicize it. ”

When Charlemagne heard this, he hastened to say, "Your Excellency, we have been secretly recruiting according to your orders, and the young man said that he learned from Barot, who was in the grocery store of a worker in the lower city, and it was Barot who came to the door. ”

"A worker in the lower city?" Tyrrell's expression gradually changed from confusion to solemnity, "Did you ask what the worker's name was?"

Nodding, Charlemagne continued to reply, "The boy called that old worker Uncle Raul. ”

"Uncle Raul, Raul, Raul......"

After a moment of muttering in his mouth, Tyrell suddenly remembered the guy with the surname "Raul", and his face was instantly full of surprise.

Then the consul said to Charlemagne, "Go and get Barot for me at once, and let him come at once, and go and bring the young man, and I will see it with my own eyes." ”

Charlemagne agreed, but hesitated when he turned around, and stopped and asked, "Uncle Tyrell, do you want to inform Viscount Lane about this?"

Tyrrell pondered for a moment, then said, "Don't inform Viscount Ryan just yet. ”

Charlemagne felt a little strange when he heard this, but before he could ask, Tyrell was already busy with his head bowed again.

Not daring to disturb Tyrell any longer, Charlemagne could only bend over and retreat lightly until he pushed out of the room and gently closed the door.

After Charlemagne's departure, Murray's consciousness slowly approached Tyrell, taking a closer look at the archon of the Iron City.

There is no need to worry about being discovered, because the consciousness has been completely integrated into the surrounding elements, keeping the gears of the surrounding elements running normally, even if the powerful Holy Demon Guide does not cast magic, I am afraid it is very difficult to detect.

After careful observation, Murray was able to determine that the Archon was indeed very old, as old as he looked.

But the other thing is that this consul is a powerful knight, and the strong fighting spirit in his body is almost not lost to that of the white-robed archbishop of the Holy See, Cortro.

Well, let a knight with such a strong fighting spirit come to the Iron Capital to take charge, it seems that the Empire really values Viscount Lane very much.

Of course, the archon in front of him was only as vindictive as Cortro, but his body was already old, and his attainments in magic were significantly worse.

So in Murray's opinion, although the elderly consul in the city hall is very vindictive, his strength should not be very strong.

Just as Murray was thinking, suddenly the old archon raised his head suddenly, and a pair of old eyes bloomed, and he locked on to Murray at once.

Although he was locked by the other party, Murray did not panic in the slightest, but looked at him very calmly.

After a long time, Tyrell said in a deep voice, "It seems that Your Excellency's methods are indeed very powerful, and the old knight cannot hurt you. ”

Murray didn't speak, just looked at Tyrell quietly, and actually knew in his heart that the other party was just bluffing.

Judging from his own observations, this Lord Archon of the City Hall, even if he is full of vindictiveness, has not yet reached the strength of Cortro, even if he senses his existence, there is no way to directly break through the rules barrier to find himself.

However, the other party has never touched the Origin Rule at all, but he can find out that he exists, which is already very powerful.

It seems that they underestimated these knights of the Sun Empire before, and they are indeed very effective in tempering themselves.

Quietly staring at the invisible being, Tyrell was truly amazed, he had never thought that he would encounter such a situation.

Although Tyrrell has not been baptized by the Holy See and has not really bathed in the Holy Light in the Temple, he still considers himself not weak.

At least if you just fight hard, you don't think you will lose to the great paladins of those temples, and even a few points stronger.

However, Tyrell also knows very well in his heart that even if he is a knight recognized by the royal family, he has not been baptized by the Holy See, and he has not been bathed in holy light, and his overall strength is still slightly inferior to that of the orthodox paladin.

But even if he thinks that his strength is not as good as that of a paladin, Tyrell doesn't think that there is any kind of guy like a bull ghost and a snake god who can play tricks in front of him at will.

The guy in front of him, who can vaguely feel it, has no way to find it out, and can't even hurt it, looks terrifying.

Unexpectedly, with the arrival of the witch, there are more strong people coming to this steel capital, and it is really not peaceful.

He deliberately stared at Tyrell for a long time, until he made Tyrell look furious, and then Murray turned the elemental gear consciousness and slowly retreated.

Sensing that the wisp of consciousness had receded, Tyrell put down the pen in his hand again, and raised his hand tremblingly to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead.

His back was also soaked, and the situation just now was really dangerous, who could it be that he came and went silently like this? Could it be that he was from the League of Assassins?

Murray's loss of consciousness did not bring peace to the aging archon, but rather made it difficult for him to calm his mind for a long time.