847: Sir Morphy, your warriors are indeed very brave, but each and every one of them is sick!!!_3 847: Sir Morphy, your warriors are indeed very brave, but each and every one of them is sick!!!_3 Amidst the scattering dust, Ellen pulled open the bolt, and a scorching cartridge case ejected before being pinched in her left hand, clad in a chanic’s glove.
The residual sll of unburned gunpowder made her wrinkle her nose.
Just as she was about to comnt, Lady Cui Si’s ethereal voice suddenly echoed in her ear:
“You know that Murphy’s office is right across the hallway, don’t you?
Do you realize you’ve just shattered my favorite Icebound Moonlight?
That was a gift from little Mo Fei, and I had just opened that bottle of wine…
Do you have any idea how expensive it was?
Do you know how angry I am right now?”
“Uh, I’ll compensate for it!
I swear!”
Ellen is a good kid.
She imdiately responded with a mimicry skill, which elicited a aningful grunt from Cui Si.
But, beyond the awkwardness, the first thought to cross the young Countess Shuren’s mind was:
“Hey!
What’s the deal with you, Blood Vulture Duke, hanging around in Sir Morphy’s room at this ti?
What exactly is your relationship?
Is life among the Blood race always this exciting?”
“Ahem, Master, does my creation pass muster?”
Loyal Brother smugly asked from the side.
He knew his handcrafted rifle had already won the approval of this engineering chanic, and indeed, the next second, Count Shuren turned very seriously to him and said:
“Your craftsmanship is now on par with that of a formal firearms technician, sir.
Such intricate weaponry employs an ignition thod wholly different from Dwarf firearms, not to ntion this exquisite pointed bullet represents an astonishing advancent in the field of ammunition.
I, of course, recognize your expertise in this area, and I’m very keen to discuss the mysteries of engineering with a true professional.”
“Ding”
The light sound made Loyal Brother look down, finding that the prompt to switch professions to a chanic apprentice was already in hand, satisfying him imnsely.
But the next second, Loyal Brother pointed towards the chanical arms on the wall, which he coveted greatly, and asked sowhat sheepishly:
“That one…
Can that be sold to ?
Please understand, but I really can’t wait to study this marvel I’ve never seen before.”
“Er, but that’s a prosthetic limb for disabled people.
As for a chanical exoskeleton adapted for normal individuals, I’m still researching it and I don’t have a physical model.
I understand your curiosity in this area, and I can share with you the blueprints I know…”
“Huh?
Only for disabled people?
Simple!”
Loyal Brother laughed heartily.
Under the dumbstruck gaze of Count Shuren, he drew the sword he wore at his waist for self-defense and without a second thought, one quick slash, and amidst a spray of blood, his right hand flew off.
This decisive and horrifying spectacle startled Count Shuren to the extent that she was rendered speechless.
It took several seconds before she scread, but her voice clearly conveyed more shock than fear.
However, to Loyal Brother, who was eager to personally try out the engineering from Another World, this was all trivial.
After all, with the pain blocking turned up to the max, the slash was nothing more than the pain of getting one’s fingers caught in a door.
As a man…
Uh, okay, it still hurts a bit, but for the secrets of engineering, these pains are endurable!
“Shall we proceed with the surgery right now?”
His face was still splattered with blood.
But the light in his eyes was so piercing that Count Shuren couldn’t help but step back, also glancing at the hand still twitching on the floor.
“Er, I think we should calm down first and discuss this matter properly, Warrior.
There’s a slight issue…”
“But I don’t see any problem!
I’m completely ready!
Look, I’m disabled now, aren’t I?
This prosthesis should be used by soone like .
It makes perfect sense!
Can’t I buy it with money?”
“Er, that’s not the issue!”
“What is it then?
Master Ellen, please don’t keep in suspense!
I’m already impatient!”
“Will you calm down!
You lunatic!
The limb I’ve designed is for the left hand!
But you’ve chopped off your right hand…
By the Midnight Mother above, are you all mad?”
“…Fuck!”
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