In the distance, Freeman was staring with his eyes shining as Maltz devoured his weapon, his arm changing weapons.

For this newborn 'Bloodline', this ability is just too interesting.

At this time, Amuel on the side exclaimed.

"Daun. Grimm Mechanical Gunpowder Teaching? ”

Freeman asked if he didn't understand.

As a mysterious newcomer, Freeman is humble enough.

As for Amuel?

Ms. Tallinn, who is a good teacher, will never refuse.

"Daun. The Grimm Mechanical Gunpowder Cult appeared at the end of the 'Silver Age', and only spread in a small area within the territory of Count Bate, and lasted for about 10 months before it was exterminated by the then Earl of Bate. The one in the Grimm Mechanical Gunpowder Cult was founded after receiving a partial inheritance from the alchemist Jeppetto of the 'Holy Empire Era'.

Master Alchemist Geppetto was the first master alchemist to be burned at the stake in the Age of the Holy Empire.

Unlike the eleven later masters who were burned at the stake, Geppetto was recognized as guilty of the unpardonable.

He wants to give 'life'!

This subject has been studied by many masters, but only Geppetto chooses to extract the lives of ordinary people to bring his puppets to life.

About two hundred people were killed.

After that, things fell for a while, and the master Geppetto was burned along with his puppet Pinocchio.

A puppet capable of wielding a saber is so hard to resist holding it in your arms! ”

Amuel couldn't help but wipe his saliva as he spoke.

Freeman, who was on the sidelines, had long since learned to turn a blind eye.

After subconsciously opening up a mouth, thus taking the topic 108,000 miles away, and being pestered and debated by Amuel all night, the newborn 'bloodline' learned the importance of remaining silent.

And Amuel, who was not interrupted, after a moment of 'imagination', continued—

"Daun. Grimm is a 'mysterious person' from a declining aristocracy, and his family can be traced back to the end of the 'Holy Empire' - according to records, the earliest patriarch of the 'Grimm family' was a hunter recruited by the Holy See, and became a nobleman by accumulating merit by hunting monsters.

But with the collapse of the Holy Empire, everything has long since been wiped out.

Still, Dawn. After Green dug up Master Geppetto's laboratory from somewhere, the name of the family was remembered again -

The extermination of the Silver Age did not make Dawn. The Potions Cult of the Grimm Mechanics is truly gone.

During the Seven Years' War, the sect demonstrated extraordinary strength in several major battles.

Many people are curious about this power

But ......"

Amuel said, frowning

Freeman resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

This is what he hates about this woman the most, when talking about some important topics, not only often off-topic, but also from time to time to whet people's appetite.

This kind of person is so annoying!

Feliman resisted the urge to blast Amuel and continued to wait.

After about two or three seconds, Amuel, who didn't wait for a question, couldn't help but pout.

Then, the voice became weak—

"There's a 'weird' power in that power!

Right!

It's what you imagine to be a 'weird' power...... So, Maltz is dead!

The Lord Credos is expected to be sad, and you think that I will be favored by the words of the Lord who I go to comfort him? ”

Amull said, looking at Freeman.

The newborn 'Bloodline' couldn't bear it this time, and it was about his father's partner.

Immediately, this 'bloodborn' snorted coldly and said.

"Others may be dead!

But the henchmen that Lord Credos has found?

Absolutely not! ”

Freeman said loudly.

"Oh, fledgling rookie!

You never know the dangers of the 'mystery side'!

According to the men's experimental records, Maltz would have died in ten seconds at most! ”

Amuel looked at Feliman with the attitude of a passerby.

It was arrogant and had an alternative look of seeing through everything.

But as the minutes ticked by, Amuel's eyes began to widen.

The old sheriff is not dead!

Not only did he not die, but he became more and more energetic.

In the perception of this woman from Tallinn, the old sheriff's vitality has become vigorous at the moment.

"Impossible?

How is this possible?

It's not mysterious! ”

Amuel held his head in his hands and rubbed his hair.

"Because—he is, the man chosen by my father's collaborator, His Excellency Credos."

Feliman said lightly, and then stopped paying attention to his 'regulator'.

The eyes of this newborn 'bloodline' were firmly fixed on the battlefield he was most interested in—

As the old sheriff fired his first shot, killing a mysterious flank, more enemies came out of hiding and stared at the figure in front of the 'Anxiety Relief Grocery Store' with grim eyes.

Bob shook his neck.

Quack, quack.

After two crisp sounds, the former captain of the death squad beckoned to the group.

Without any hesitation, these people raised their firearms and crossbow arrows in their hands.

Bang bang bang!

Whoosh!

Projectiles and arrows are dense like rain.

Undaunted by the hail of bullets, Bob stood straight in place with his arms outstretched.

Projectiles and arrows hit his body, leaving only shallow traces before they bounced off.

Ding, ding, ding!

In the crisp sound of projectiles and arrows falling to the ground, Bob laughed loudly-

"Hahaha!

That's right, that's it!

That's it! ”

The long-lost familiarity made the former captain of the death squad feel extremely happy in his heart, and he looked at the enemy in front of him as if he had returned to the battlefield again.

The next moment-

Airplanes!

A strange roar sounded in his body, as if he was equipped with a motor, and Bob rushed in front of these people with a speed far faster than others could have imagined, and raised his hand straight away.

Whoosh!

A dart is fired in a fan shape.

Seven or eight people fell to the ground with a dart.

But more people jumped over the corpse with their swords and surrounded Bob, and the swords in their hands slashed at Bob's body.

Most of the swords are useless.

But one of the 'sharp weapons' level swords sliced through Bob's skin and some muscles.

Bob's eyes lit up without any annoyance.

The former captain of the death squad grabbed this 'sharp weapon' level long sword as soon as he grabbed it.

"Bring it to you!"

There was a low cry in his mouth, and the long sword in his right hand had already beheaded the other party.

And the 'sharp weapon' level long sword that he had just snatched in his left hand was perfect and drew an arc around his body.

Boom!

In an instant, the long swords in the hands of those people were cut off.

And before the people could react, Bob's whole body spun.

The dual swords and dual wielding did not make the attack of the former captain of the death squad any sluggish, on the contrary, this 'sharp weapon' level long sword made the former captain of the death squad feel like a tiger.

The spinning Bob, like a spinning top, sweeps around.

It's more like a big millstone, constantly drowning flesh and blood.

"Hey, hey, hey, hahaha!"

Watching Bob wreak havoc on the battlefield, Freeman sniffed the smell of blood, and his mouth involuntarily cracked, letting out a hysterical laugh.

The newly-born 'Bloodline' leaned back, covering his face with one hand and trembling with the other.

He couldn't help it.

He's going to join in on that too.

After all, that's what he's here for.

But the next moment, the young 'Bloodline' changed his face and jumped straight to the side.

Amuel had disappeared a moment earlier.

Rumble!

As if it was the sound of an explosion, the ground near it trembled slightly, and a tall figure in the smoke and dust brought up said loudly in a sarcastic tone—

"This is Arthur, the 'medium'. Credos' men?

What a disappointment! ”

The undisguised taunt immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the battlefield.

At the same time, a crow standing at the top of Mouse Street in the night also silently cast its gaze.

(End of chapter)