"Someone received the news and sent someone to the imperial capital to see it, but there was no trace of a disaster." Tesla said calmly.

"It was directly repaired by that being with a powerful force that seemed to go back in time." Mycroft whispered, "A demon king has escaped from hell, the city has suffered great damage, many people died that night, if it weren't for that existence, maybe the imperial capital would no longer exist." ”

"Demon King" Tesla's eyes flashed with a faint glint, "This world is really getting more and more interesting."

"Is that the demon king that the person solved?" Tesla asked.

Mycroft nodded, "At that time, it was not only the Demon King who came to the Imperial Capital, but also his army, of course, we also have helpers on our side, the Grim Reaper of Hades, and some magicians hidden in this world. Still."

"At first, we were able to compete with the armies from hell, but then the demon lord appeared and took control of the situation in an absolute manner. I was ready to sacrifice.

However, at the most critical moment, that being appeared, and he dominated the fate of that demon king with another absolute gesture."

"Sounds brilliant." Tesla commented.

He was also an adventurer when he was younger, and as someone who had seen such a miracle as the Isle of Skye, he was not surprised by the existence of Hell.

Tesla, however, was a little surprised by McCroft's description of that existence.

He hadn't seen Char make a move, so in his eyes, it was a mysterious special being, but perhaps the same status as his teacher Tony Stark, or a guide who led people to Skye.

Now it seems that he may be much more special than he thought.

He just walked slowly over to Mycroft and held out his hand to him.

"Nikola Tesla."

"Mycrof Holmes, I'm an official in Britannia." "It's an honor to meet you," McCroft said. ”

"I know you." Tesla said.

But instead of continuing to say anything about Mycroft, he went to the open kitchen on one side.

"Would you like coffee?"

"I just drank it." McCroft said.

"Is that so?" However, Tesla did not stop its actions and began to make its own coffee.

He gently picked up the coffee beans and spread them in the palm of his hand, they still had a slight aroma of dry herbs. Then, he picks up the grinder and slowly pours the coffee beans in, a slight rustle echoing through the room. Every time you turn the handle of the grinder, there is a rustle of coffee beans being ground, which is like the melody of time, low and rhythmic.

It's as if it's not just the coffee beans that are grinding, but also the inner thoughts.

"What do you know about that being?" McCroft said straight to the point.

"You're really as rumored, resolute." Tesla quipped.

Compared to McCroft's eagerness, Tesla was calm, and as the coffee beans were gradually ground fine, the air began to fill the air with a rich aroma of coffee, which, together with the grinding sound, weaved a quiet afternoon picture. The ground coffee is delicate and even, giving off an intoxicating aroma.

"I've got some intel from some places, you've seen him." "And I met with the Northern Russian mentor." ”

Tesla stopped what he was doing and looked at Mycroft with some surprise, his eyes flashing with an unknown light, "It seems that your secret agency in Britania is more powerful than I thought." ”

After a pause, he shook his head again, "More than ten years ago, during the world war, Britannia's secret agency was infiltrated into a sieve by Germany, and the news of the blitzkrieg launched by Joan of Arc leaked from you. ”

He looked up at Mycroft, a pair of eagle eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts stared at Mycroft, "So. . . It should be that you are more powerful. ”

Mycroft's expression didn't change much, just stared at him calmly, waiting for his answer.

"What happened to you in that tavern?"

Tesla, on the other hand, patiently picked up the sieve filled with coffee powder and shook it gently so that the coffee powder fell evenly on the pour-over pot. His fingers pressed lightly on the spout, and the filter paper fit against the spout, making sure there were no gaps. Then, he began to pour water, the flow of water was gentle and steady, and the ground coffee slowly expanded under the wash of water, releasing a rich aroma.

As the amount of water increases, the aroma of the coffee becomes more intense and blends in with the surrounding air. He picks up the pour-over pot and gently shakes it a few times to make sure the ground coffee is well soaked. He then pours the coffee into a preheated coffee cup.

At that moment, the aroma of coffee, the morning sun and his attentive expression intertwined to form a warm and harmonious picture. He picked up his coffee and blew lightly, letting the heat waft through with the aroma of the coffee. Then, he took a sip and closed his eyes, as if savoring the charm of time and life.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, a deep whisper in his gaze.

"I gained knowledge, and he got a chance."

When he first saw the advanced mecha that Sissi was driving, McCroft actually guessed that it might have something to do with Tesla's mecha technology.

Perhaps, the mecha technology that Tesla brought to this world was given by the creator of Sissi's mecha.

However, although he was mentally prepared for this, after really hearing Tesla's admission, McCroft still opened his eyes slightly.

"He told me that his name was Char." Tesla said, "But the funny thing is that the name of his tavern is called Merlin's Tavern."

"Merlin.!?" Mycroft's pupils constricted.

Although in the legend of King Arthur, Merlin's existence is clearly described, this is only a story.

In Britannia's historical record of Arthur the Great, although it is indeed recorded that he had some wise teachers and guides, the name Merlin is not mentioned.

But when this name is with Arthur, it can't help but make people think about it a lot.

There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

"Do you think he will be Arthur the Great's mentor?" McCroft said.

"I don't know." Tesla shook his head, "However, if it really is, it may explain the miracles that Arthur the Great created."

He smiled, "For me, that existence is also a fog. ”

He didn't tell him about Skye, because he had promised Tony Stark that he wouldn't expose the existence of Skye Island to any ordinary person, and he had always been a man who kept his promises.

"Actually. In addition to what happened in the imperial capital, not so long ago, there was also a disaster in steam. "A dragon flew into the city and wreaked havoc on it, but a few magicians showed up and killed it." The old man who killed the dragon said to me."

He looked at Tesla, "It's a beginning, but it's not an end." ”

Tesla didn't say anything, just silently raised the coffee in his hand and took a sip, "My teacher told me the same thing." ”

"Your teacher?" Mycroft looked at Tesla with an unknown glow in his eyes.

Tesla smiled and looked at his right hand, "That's not your original arm, I noticed it as soon as you came in." ”

Mycroft pulled up the clothes on his right arm, the metal arm glowing with metallic sheen in the sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"My original arm was broken that night in the imperial capital, and this arm was given to me by that being."

Tesla's eyes were instantly attracted by this metal arm, his eyes lit up a little, and he quickly stepped forward to stroke this arm, muttering softly.

"How are you feeling?"

"It's fine." Mycroft.

"I mean, is this arm different from your previous arm?" Tesla asked.

McCroft thought for a moment, "At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but now it's the same as the real thing, and I can control it very easily." ”

As he spoke, he moved his fingers flexibly.

"The strength of this metal arm is very high, and the hardness is also very high."

"With Mithril used, the hardness is unquestionable." Tesla said.

"Mithril?" Mycroft frowned.

"A metal that is as hard as dragon scales, but lighter than feathers, and the human world simply can't find it." Tesla looked at the metal arm, he'd only seen anything like it in Stark's alchemy hut.

"It's supposed to be connected to your nerves, it's amazing how fine a metal thing can be."

"Our scientists there think it's an arm with futuristic technology." McCroft said.

"Future," Tesla's eyes glistened, "but I'm sure I won't see the day when humans can make this kind of thing on their own." ”

"If you're interested in this arm, you can come with me to Britannia." McCroft said.

Tesla's eyelids closed, "That's what you're here for, right?" ”

"Britannia can give you a very good salary." McCroft said.

Tesla smiled and shook his head, "If I wanted money, I'd be the richest man in the world right now." ”

Mycroft fell silent, which he couldn't deny.

The mecha patent alone is enough to make him the richest man in this world.

If the patent for the mecha was forced to give up by the German Empire, the patent for alternating current that he later gave up was undoubtedly a selfless act of his own will.

Make affordable electricity accessible to all. Otherwise, everyone needs to pay a patent fee when they use electricity, which will make the cost of electricity skyrocket.

That's hundreds of billions or even trillions of assets.

The old man in front of him is not only the smartest person in the world, but also the most selfless person.

"I have a hunch." "A war no smaller than a world war is about to sweep across the land," Mycroft said solemnly, and countless people will die at the hands of monsters they cannot face." ”

He looked at Tesla and said sincerely, "You have god-like wisdom, and with your help, we will definitely get through this difficult time." Britannia and Beichen occupy the vast majority of the world's industrial systems, and your wisdom can only be used to the fullest extent with us. ”

"It sounds like I can't refuse." Tesla said in a deep voice, "My life is coming to an end, but perhaps, I can leave something for future generations in this last period."

Mycroft's brow furrowed, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"There's one thing, you're wrong." Tesla drank the coffee in his hand.

Mycroft raised an eyebrow.

Tesla straightened his sleeves and raised his head slightly.

"God is not as wise as I am." (End of chapter)