May meets Francis and Abel on the grass outside the mansion.

Abel was pushing May out for a change of air, and by the way, he was mowing the wild grass on the grass by himself, so Francis called Alice to drag the huge power machine through the illusion.

May and Abel had complicated expressions.

May said in disbelief; "She's Alice?"

Abel said helplessly; "Father, isn't that rude?"

Francis waved his hand and said after signaling that it was okay; "She's exercising."

Alice, who was on the side, used all her strength to drag the power machine here, but even then she did not forget the etiquette, greeted Mei and explained the situation; "I'm sorry, this is the first downstream business handed over to Utopia, and Mr. Francis will be responsible for the dismantling and maintenance of the power engine later."

May thought that Alice would be some kind of mysterious witch who was as beautiful as a fairy, but now only oil stains could be seen on her face, and Francis summoned this 'boss' to show no mercy, and May's deep defense was instantly diluted.

Mei also did enough etiquette, and after a brief salute, she said that there would be no problem in handing it over to the Messiah.

After a brief greeting, to prevent Francis from having any more reasonable reasons to call her, Alice immediately summoned a hallucination and almost fled.

Francis called to the Apostles and asked them to transfer the power engine to the Moon House, where he would come over later to deal with it.

After watching the apostles, although they were not large, easily remove the huge and heavy power engines, May sighed at the miracle of the apostles and said to Francis;

"Not long after you left this morning, an oil painting was sent here, and it looks like it came all the way from Akita Town, you have been to Akita Town before, right?"

"Yes, I've been."

"Let's go to the hall and have a look, it's pretty good."

Oil painting?

Francis already had an answer in his mind as to who had sent it, and went to the hall with great anticipation.

The painting had been hung on the wall of the mansion, and Francis looked at it with emotion and said; "Hey, Vincent, you've found the scarecrow, haven't you?"

The painting depicts a scarecrow standing in the midday sun next to a haystack that Francis once built by Francis next to a wheat field, intended to drive away crows.

In the lower right corner of the painting, a small line of black paint is embellished with the words "To Francis and her daughter." ”

"Dad, who drew this?"

Aisha walked up to Francis as he looked at the painting and took Francis' hand.

Francis bent down, hugged Aisha and looked at the oil painting and muttered; "This is the work of one of the greatest painters I have ever met... It was his gift to both of us. ”

At this time, Abel pushed May back to the mansion as well, paying attention to Francis's distraction, and May wondered when Francis began to like oil painting, and the improvement of taste generally did not come so quickly.

May called Francis and said; "It's not just this painting, but a bunch of other letters, and a case of beer I've never seen before."

This is a gift package for the townspeople of Akita Town, mostly letters asking when Francis will return, and the rest includes rye beer, wheat from his own house, and a brand new saddle.

Francis picked up his rye beer and looked at it with emotion.

Turning around, Francis threw a bottle to Abel, and said in the tone of a passer-by; "Old enough to taste it, try it, you won't forget it."

Seeing this, Mei on the side immediately coughed dryly twice, and opened the net but admonished; "Let him taste it this time, not for example."

Francis smiled and shook his head, and returned to the Moon House with a case of rye beer.

Still a monk's robe, as soon as he saw what Francis was holding, he immediately said; "Rye beer, the man has taste, I heard that this is the most flavorful liquor in the Western Continent, but unfortunately only a few people know about it."

Francis nodded, and left only one bottle for himself, and told the monk's robe to use the remaining rye beer as a raw material, and mix it with caramel and water to make more. It can not only ensure that the amount is enough but also restore the taste to the greatest extent, so that it is easy to share with other apostles to drink, and treat everyone.

The cheers of the apostles could be heard in the infinite stacked space of the Moon House.

Francis handed over the Black Gang Sword and the Twin-Shot First Musket to the Apostles for maintenance, took a sip of rye beer with himself, set it aside, and walked over to the power machine that Alice had given him.

A sip of rye beer slid into the stomach, cheering not only the apostles, but also Francis's body.

It's time to simply pick up his job at Cupid's Factory and study steel creations, after all, he is the best steel technician.

Picking up a wrench, bringing a strong welder and other mechanical tools, Francis put on protective gloves and a face shield for the first time in a long time, kicked the iron lump, and said;

"It's time to see why the Golden Dawn is interested in you."

After a simple disassembly, some non-detachable parts need to be hot-melted, and the strange thing is that when Francis was dealing with the ground, the core of the power engine seeped out not oil and fuel, but a viscous liquid like seawater.

It smells of the sea.

Francis removed his mask and looked at the liquid stained on the glove.

Francis is not surprised by the appearance of this kind of thing, because abnormal is normal, if it is just an ordinary good power machine, Golden Dawn will not take the risk of dismantling and smuggling it.

The problem is that at present, Francis has ruled out the problem of other parts through disassembly, which can only be that something is clogged inside.

Francis thought that what was clogged inside was the cause of the 'accidental wreck' of the steam-engine ship.

Objects that contain the origin of extraordinary power have a high probability of distorting reality, and there may be accidents when exposed to unprotected contact.

Therefore, the risk of breaking it on the spot is too high.

Tossing the mask and gloves aside, Francis called off the dismantling and left it to the apostles to keep it under control.

He had to go find Alice, the risk was too high, and Golden Dawn had better find a suitable place to continue dismantling.

Francis walked over to the Moonhouse's encrypted call hotline, turned the dial with his finger, and called Alice.

"Hello, Mr. Francis, how's it going?"

"It's okay on the outside, what Golden Dawn wants is stuck in the innermost part, and you understand the risk of exposing extraordinary objects directly to reality."

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the call, and after half a minute, Alice said; "I see, you have a power core for containment, right?"

"It's under control."

"Okay, don't let any of the unlucky guys touch the core, I'll contact them with the shadows in a moment."

Francis hung up the call and leaned against the railing of the grandstand of the Moon House, sipping rye beer while staring at the moon in the Moon House.