Creator's Steam Fairy

After saying goodbye and leaving the hotel, the sergeant under the captain was puzzled and asked why he had to reveal so many details to the lady.

"That's my neighbor's lady, my daughter's good friend," Captain Crespo explained, "she is a greedy little girl, and the neighbors around know that it is not the first time that she has come to the night market to eat I didn't want to go home, so I ran to the Gulf Hotel."

Someone complained sourly that it's nice to be rich, but Captain Crespo didn't answer. His sense of smell and memory are not bad. When drinking tea, he smelled exactly the same scent as the dried flowers.

When I asked the surrounding residents in the morning, many people saw Luria. This lady was very conspicuous near the pier... She and the maid walked all the way from the old city, bought a piece of roast beef, and then turned back again , Checked into the hotel.

The watchman also passed by the scene of the crime when he went to work at 11 o'clock last night, but saw nothing.

Crespo thought about it, although the same unique fragrance is worth noting, but... I walked to the night market from 0:1 to 1:2, left before 1:[-], turned back around [-]:[-], went shopping for an hour, settled in the hotel and never left Loria.

There's no reason for a lady like that to run to the other side of the city in the middle of the night, be witnessed by many people at the night market, and then find time to ambush a strong man.

It doesn't make sense, and it can't be done.

Like the deceased, a tall adult man who had been implanted with an unknown function steam device and could carry heavy weapons could easily...

Crespo suddenly had some kind of absurd idea. That man was the murderer of the serial tragedies. He had his eye on Loria, but was led by the witty little girl all the way to the uninhabited neighborhood to fight back.

He smiled and shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were too absurd.

Strictly logical reasoning is the means to find the truth... He is going to start with theology and search for some information.

……

"Miss...if..."

Loria rolled her eyes at Abigail, who had a cowardly expression on her face, and said, "Have you not read the criminal law promulgated in 290? In order to protect one's own life and private property, individuals have unlimited rights of defense... like A girl as weak and pitiful as I am, with a pure heart and a kind heart, is of course forced to fight back."

Being weak and pitiful is a pretense, but pure and kind-hearted is an objective and true portrayal of herself. Luria added in her heart that she did not seriously cover up what happened last night, she was just afraid of trouble.

Although the effect of divine sublimation ended long before coming to the hotel, it was just a small way to tap the potential of the soul, and it was not another person to control herself—she didn’t feel that the decision she made at that time was against her character .

Otherwise, it would be too bad to be questioned by the police after breaking the furniture.

"On criminal law..." Abigail was speechless for a moment. Her young lady adapted to the outside world at a surprisingly fast speed. It was obvious that she lacked basic common sense a few months ago.

"Knowledge is a very important weapon, Abby." Loria tilted her head to look at the sky outside the window and said, "Go and call me a carriage. I want to go to the workshop area to have a look."

The Gulf Hotel, where foreigners gather, is probably the only place in the city where you can find a horse-drawn carriage.

At dusk, Loria came to the door of the Mason brothers and sisters workshop.

The workshop in the form of a manual workshop is no longer the grand occasion it used to be. Now it can only accept small and scattered orders missed by the factory. Most of them are repairs. A few highly skilled ones will provide customers with fine customization and refitting machinery services.

But at least in Zambia, workshops are still the main force.

Luo Liya walked into the workshop of more than 30 square meters. Among the random piles of various machines on both sides, a young man wearing glasses who appeared to be in his 30s was sitting behind the counter disassembling a machine.

He looked focused, and Loria looked around.

Mostly it was something she didn't know, but an umbrella with a copper handle caught her attention. It didn't look light, and it could be used as a weapon. There were gears and spring devices on the handle, so it couldn't be for Is it easy to open an umbrella?

People who can hold this umbrella will have the strength to open it, Luria guessed, she thinks that pressing the switch of the handle should trigger a sharp blade to pop out from the tip of the umbrella.

Not bad for a sneak attack.

Surely a normal person would have figured that out... then it wouldn't make any sense.

Loria stretched out her hand and raised the umbrella with some effort. It seemed that the ribs of the umbrella were also pure metal. Her evaluation of this weapon was further lowered—it was meaningless and bulky for a sneak attack. With this arm strength, it was better than swinging a two-handed sword. .

Wait, maybe it has a more insidious use?Like suddenly shooting a crossbow?

A normal person will definitely defend against the spikes that pop out from the tip of the umbrella, but not necessarily against the hand crossbow disguised as an umbrella.

Miss Luria, who is very confident in the new magic of technology, pressed the button on the handle with great interest.

With a bang, the umbrella popped open.

There's no sleight of hand, it's just a dumb, boring umbrella.

Luo Liya was very bored, she reached out to put the umbrella away, and pulled it hard a few times, but it didn't move.

"Miss, just press the switch again."

The young man behind the counter spoke.

Luria, who gritted her teeth hard, was a little embarrassed. Shouldn't she silently walk up and take the umbrella away at this time?

Press again, and the gear device on the handle of the umbrella rotates slowly, and the umbrella is put away.

Turning her head away, Loria stared into the young man's eyes without saying a word, until he lowered his head to avoid her gaze.

It was a rather rude move, and she did it on purpose.

"I heard that spiritual...magic tests can be done here?"

"Indeed." The young man with extremely dark circles nodded and replied, "Two small silver coins once."

"Try it."

As she spoke, she squinted her eyes and threw out a gold pound. Compared with banknotes, the shimmering metallic luster was more a symbol of wealth.

The young man caught it in a hurry, without any sign of annoyance on his face, he said wait a moment, and then slowly went upstairs.

Chapter 19 Black Dog Hide

There was a warm touch on her hand, and Luria felt a faint magic flow in the metal plate in front of her, and the closet-sized machine connected to it made a teeth-stinging noise.

All machines that use magic power look fragile and vulnerable to her.

After hesitating for a moment, she pressed the urge to destroy, and the noisy big machine spit out a piece of paper.

It was exactly the same as Abigail's one, she picked it up and glanced at it for a while, then put it away in disgust.

Sure enough, it's a lie.

Rolling her eyes, she turned around and left, today she was going to show her impoliteness to the extreme.

Watching the unruly girl leave, the young man with glasses couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly... that kind of deliberately finding fault was too obvious.

He picked up the result of the 'test' and quickly glanced at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes a little.

Three items are more than [-], and there is even a full value. Is the machine broken?

He tore the paper to shreds, and even forgot that he hadn't given the change, and went back to work.

……

The "Goddess of Life" has different images in the myths circulated in different periods, but the commonality is the flower branches in the hair and the scepter in the hand, symbolized by the imaginary six-petal blue flower.

However, in the theological classics and the remaining documents of the old era, the goddess of life is not the god of "healing and life-giving" in the popular imagination, she is actually in charge of "goodness" and "balance", and the concept of life is the goddess The tool used to achieve the goal - to deprive the "evil" life to protect the "good" life, and to deprive the "unbalanced" life to maintain the balance of the whole world.

There is such a description in the collection of stories of the old era recompiled by scholars of ancient literature recently: "The sick and hungry farmer begged the priest of life, but the priest only chased the lord who slaughtered his servants for no reason." '

A similar illustration... life, seems to be more eager to adjudicate evil than law and order.

"You call this a fantasy flower..."

Captain Crespo closed "Theological Stories Children Can Understand", picked up the embossed flowers placed on the side of the flower collection, and said to himself: "The good that does not do good? A symbol of ruling evil?"

He grabbed the brown curly hair in frustration. The inside of the device, which was pierced by the sword blade, was completely burned. Did they call it an overload or a short circuit?

The body collector assured him that the deceased died suddenly, but this dried flower full of theological rituals...

There was no clue about the serial murder of young girls. Now this... seems to be closed, but he still has some inexplicable concerns.

He tried to apply for more staff, but his boss turned him down without even hearing the reason.

Maybe the lady next door knows something?

……

Loria sits in the Cafe Four Cats, absently playing with curls in her hair with her fingers.

In the evening, she wandered around the workshop area for two hours, going back and forth along the route Abigail recalled, but she didn't find anything suspicious, and she didn't notice that special magical resonance.

The perpetrator is dead, and there is no one else behind that weirdo?

But looking at his broken body and spirit, it really doesn't look like he can make that kind of strange device.

I can only temporarily let Abigail stay in the hotel for a 'vacation'. There is a whole team of Zambia gendarmerie stationed in the area populated by foreigners. Ten Loria don't have the guts to try them. How fierce are the bluffing 'power armor' and 'steam rifles'... In short, they are very safe.

Thinking of the undisguised sincerity in that fool's eyes, which she had never seen in the eyes of the templar and the other priests.

For the first time in her life, she longed for some kind of great power.

Putting a shilling note on the bottom of the cup, Loria got up and left the four cats who were still deserted.

……

September 6, cloudy.

Loria followed the crowd to watch the fun yesterday, and a group of soldiers in redwoods and top hats came up on the pier.

The countless large wooden boxes accompanying the ship were difficult to drag even three horses, and the whole street was blocked, and finally the gendarmerie wearing half a set of power armor had to join the ranks of the horses.

She was surrounded by the crowd and flocked to the square of the palace. The Queen of Zambia was about to give a speech to the people.

Although Luria didn't hear or see anything, she still heard a few repeated words intermittently from the chaotic cheers, shouts, and curses around her.

Friends, march west and regain lost ground.

She had lost her new wheelie hat with pink flowers.

On the way back to the hotel, excited passers-by were praising the queen and their reliable Britannian friends. They discussed forming a militia group and going west with the queen's army to recover the old capital destroyed by the disaster.

The newspaper boy handed her a letter, and it was Delgado who informed her that a teacher had been found for her and asked her to go to the training ground in the south of the city on the morning of the 24th.

A safe and private place.

It's really safe enough.

Walking around coal piles, large and small, Loria looked down at the... small and lovely white satin shoes that were exposed under her skirt, but now they were covered with black soot.

Yesterday it was a top hat, today it was a satin shoe. She finally understood the deep-seated reason why ladies and ladies don't run around—it has nothing to do with etiquette, but it's too expensive.

At the end of the coal maze, a petite black-haired woman not much taller than her was fiddling with something at a long table.

"Miss Romero, this Miss Su Lei is a good gun user." Little Delgado was sweating even on cloudy days, and he whispered: "If you are not satisfied, please tell me, and I will help you You look for someone."

Having said that, women who specialize in firearms are generally well-off, and it is difficult for them to take up the job for money.

Just when Luria was about to thank her, Miss Su Lei with short black hair turned around.

The smiles on their faces froze at the same time.

"It's you, love~Li~Si~"

"So your surname is Romero?"

"You two know each other?"

"Mr. Delgado, you are really an amazing person." Loria turned her head and winked at the fat intermediary and said, "You can actually complete two commissions at the same time."

What about the ambush manpower and heavy weapons?Call it out.

"Two commissions?"

Little Delgado was confused for a moment, and suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost. He hurriedly put his flat top on his head, and shouted while running, "I'm going to call someone right away."

"Why, don't you have confidence in yourself?"

Alice took out a dagger from nowhere and fiddled with it in her hand, watching the fat intermediary run away playfully.

"I'm really not very good at catching mice." The expression on Luria's face was very strange. She took Roland's song out of the scabbard and tried hard to control her voice from being out of tune: "You...your hair...what's the matter? Thing poof!"

The villain's soft silver long hair has now turned into a dog-like black helmet, which is still very unevenly black, as if there is a piece of faded black dog skin on her head.

Try to hold back your laughter.

Couldn't hold back.

She giggled like a flower branch trembling, and she almost couldn't hold the sword steadily.

Chapter 20 hasn't asked for your name yet

A good hairstyle can add a lot of color to a person, and a terrible hairstyle...

It will surely become a precious memory that you will never forget for a lifetime.

Alice never cared about her appearance, she just maintained her appearance and clothing in an ordinary and minimal way in accordance with the rules of human society.

But, when everyone is looking at the top of your head, or frowning or suppressing a smile...