Chapter 119: Micro Devices

The next morning, under the watchful eye of old Edward, Maffeo and Freya set off from the border for the West Coast once more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The journey will not be easy, and fearless kills and death are inevitable in the face of the almost unshakable Golem.

Along the way, Maffeo tried to find something to talk about to ease his anxiety, though he couldn't tell what the anxiety was. Freya had remained cautious, the boxes full of materials and bags of gun parts almost crushing her body, and the things must have weighed hard. She also had a rifle on her back, which was terrible. However, I believe that for Maffeo, those heavy things will be returned to him after dismounting.

Just like when they returned, thanks to the speed of the dark horse, the two finally fixed the time to go to the West Coast for half a day. The horse seemed to have been born for war, and Maffeo could have fully believed that on the battlefield, this dark horse would be able to trample on all enemy forces that stood in his way. For the rider who rides it, perhaps it should be called the best companion.

"Tell me you to help me say hello to old Mr. Edward. Marcos couldn't wait to meet him at the West Coast Hotel.

Maffeo pouted, "Unfortunately, I didn't. ā€

"Oh, Maffeo, that's stupid. Marcos gave a symbolic punch to Maffeo.

"If you're genuinely coming to greet us, then I hope you'll help me lighten my load. Maffeo showed the large bag he was carrying on his back in Marcos' sight.

Marcos shook his head and removed the large bag from Maffeo's back. "Damn, this thing weighs more than I expected. ā€

"I told you you wouldn't like this errand. Maffeo drank his water.

Freya was back in her room early, she still had what she needed to do. She did feel a hint of regret about letting Maffeo place the miniature device. Regardless, the thought of something about Anthony's brother always tugged at her heartstrings, and it made her a little uncomfortable.

Luckily, Kelly gave her some materials, and she could at least make a powerful Convergence Bomb according to her habits. If it was the scarce material she had made before, she even doubted that the polymer bullet she had made would be able to penetrate the gold covered in Platani's body. But now, she doesn't have to worry about these headaches.

Maffeo strolled alone down the street, his eyes occasionally turning to the tower that had burst into the clouds. Deep down, I have inadvertently developed a sense of disgust for it. If it weren't for Freya and Carl, he would have wanted to give up on exploring.

Mirna sat in Lorien's shop until she saw Maffeo passing by. So she put down the gadget she was about to use to play tricks on Lorien, and strode out of the store. "Maffeo!"

Maffeo turned around, "Mirna?"

"It looks like you and Freya have returned from Huttonmar. Milna stepped forward with her wand in her hand.

"Yes. Maffeo looked at Mirna's movements strangely, her wand in her hand looked very childish. "Well, I think Uma would want to see you like that. ā€

Mirna immediately panicked and put her wand behind her, using the power of magic to make it float. "He wouldn't like it......" she muttered blushing.

"I'm sorry about Brother Anthony. "Maffeo is clearly not a good person to find topics.

Mirna's face immediately sank, because of sadness, to be precise. "Well, that's not your fault, I'm sure Uma thinks so too. As for Mr. Gilens, he just loves his students too much. ā€

Maffeo nodded, "Things don't always go the way people think, do they?"

"That's right. Mirna decided to change the subject. "By the way, as for the miniature device that Freya gave you, you should have successfully placed it on Platani's body, right?"

"How do you know?" said Maffeo, a little confused.

Mirna stuck out her tongue, as if the gloom had vanished. "It's a combination of technology and magic, it's amazing, isn't it?"

Maffeo seemed to realize something, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Wow, I haven't heard of that. ā€

"I think I should tell you, but I'll try to keep it simple, because you can't fully understand. Milna laughed.

"Well, it's really ruthless. Maffeo laughed and kicked the small rocks on the ground.

Mirna pulled Maffeo over to a bench and sat down, "It's a product of a mechanism made of Freya that condenses the magic of interference into a device, and it can effectively interfere with Platani. You should have noticed during your previous battles with it that it has a large ruby on both of its arms and chest. The power source in its body will continuously deliver energy to these rubies, which is necessary to drive its actions. Milna paused, as if to gauge Maffeo's reaction.

Maffeo was silent for a moment, then spoke, "I don't know how the hell works, but that gadget is going to interfere with Platani, right?"

Mirna nodded, deciding to continue: "Because this is the first time I've made this jammer, Freya doesn't know anything about magic. That's why we asked you to put it on Platani's body beforehand, and we need to see if the jammer works. I hope you don't blame us for this, and we don't want to see you doing such a dangerous thing. ā€

From the beginning to that point, she seemed to have been deliberately avoiding the Anthony brothers. Maffeo naturally knew it in his heart, so he also avoided it. "No, no, no, someone should do this dangerous thing. So, what about jammers?"

Mirna nodded vigorously, clearly happy, not knowing if it was due to the jammer's situation or a combination of technology and magic. "Uma and I have been in the Sky City for the past two days to check it out, and the lovely contraption has a perfectly disturbing effect on Platani. It is moving much slower now than it used to, and I believe it couldn't be better for you. ā€

"That's great, I guess now we just have to wait for Freya to make the bullet. Maffeo was clearly happy to hear the news.

Milna stood up, and could tell that she had something else to do, or maybe it was just a prank. "Randall asked me to tell you and Marcos, he'll be waiting for you at the Ice Dragon Tavern in the evening. Good luck, Maffeo, and I hope you will succeed this time. ā€

"Thank you, we will. Maffeo stood up and smiled.

After watching Milna return to the shop, Maffeo sat back on the bench once more. He wanted to take a moment of quiet time and enjoy the warm sunshine.