The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

This was the first time he told the truth.

In the past few months, Akado repeatedly emphasized the possibility of manufacturing Gundam, just to fool those investors and defraud some funds. As for why he even deceived his own researchers... Those businessmen may not understand research and development very well, but once the matter is linked to money, they will understand it very well.

Accardo didn't think that his group of nerds who were busy doing scientific research in the laboratory every day could beat those speculators with bad minds. After all, there were many ways to pry open a person's mouth and get the truth without violence.

In order to successfully deceive... in order to successfully obtain research and development funds, Akado chose to rely on his absolute prestige in Rhine Life to turn a lie into "fact".

If they really wanted to develop the Gundam from scratch, and materialize the most advanced war technology from another world on Terra, 500 billion... plus the investment of those suckers, even if it was nearly billion Longmen coins, would not be enough.

Akado will use part of the 100 billion Longmen coins defrauded to develop private goods.

As for Wei Yanwu, he had already prepared an explanation...well, he just planned to get some inferior goods to deal with it.

The Blood Demon turned around the whiteboard, which was covered with modified design drawings.

"Guntank."

(Gundam: A mecha from the anime Mobile Suit Gundam and its derivative works. Its upper body is almost humanoid and equipped with large-scale heavy firepower. Its lower body is a tank-like track. It uses the mobile launch platform and construction machinery of rockets from the old century on Earth.)

*

Laplande was walking down the street when he saw two bruised-faced Ruperts.

She recognized them, the last Sicilians left.

This is really strange. Didn't they go to the black market in Leithania with the lady's warrant to purchase some special supplies? Why did they come to Longmen...

Lappland suddenly smiled, touched the two long swords hanging on his waist, and followed.

"...Lapland Saluzzo."

Texas looked at the girl's gradually moving away from his body and followed her.

The street outside the dance hall presented the following scene:

Texas → La Plane → Capone and Gambino.

This scene continued until the sun set, the sky gradually darkened, and the street lights lit up one after another.

The two Sicilians reached their destination, a park near a reservoir.

A strong man named Zalak was already standing outside the park with a suitcase. When he saw Capone and Gambino coming, he handed over the suitcase. As they talked, Capone's face showed a hint of reluctance and gloom, while Gambino's face was full of pride and arrogance. Zalak's face turned livid, and then he interrupted the topic and left in a hurry.

The street lights cast a dim light, shining on Capone and Gambino.

"Hey, are you crazy?!" Capone lowered his voice and looked at Gambino, "You dare to take the Rat King's private job?"

"Otherwise? How are you going to get back to Syracuse?" Gambino saw his partner lower his voice, and subconsciously, he also lowered his voice, "That old man doesn't look like he wants to let us go easily."

"You stupid dog! I've had enough of you!" Capone was furious. "We have the lady's warrant. As long as we don't violate the bottom line of Longmen's law, the Rat King will not kill us after weighing the pros and cons. As long as we do nothing, we will be able to return to Syracuse safely sooner or later."

"Who are you calling a stupid dog?!" Gambino knew he was in the wrong. He was intimidated by the Rat King when he first met him some time ago. His mind was not clear, and he was successfully provoked once his emotions were aroused, and then he accepted the commission.

But he refused to accept such blatant insults no matter what, and naturally angrily cursed Capone with the most vulgar words in Syracuse.

The two men were about to engage in a Sicilian-style real man showdown with each other.

A discordant voice interrupted them.

"You two are really in good spirits. Even in the summer night of Longmen, you have not forgotten the fighting spirit that your family taught you."

Lappland walked out of the darkness, stood under the light of the street lamp, and saluted gracefully, "But, I am very curious about the contents of that suitcase. Since we are both from Syracuse, can you let me have a moment..."

As she spoke, she pointed a small gap with her finger and said, "How about opening it and taking a quick look inside?"

Capone and Gambino, who were about to fight, fell silent.

How is this played?

If the Rat King's things are really handed over, the lady's warrant will not be able to protect them.

So they stopped arguing tacitly.

The person standing opposite them is no ordinary person.

He was the heir of the Saluzzo family of Syracuse, a madman who dared to challenge the family authority.

Capone picked up a crossbow and Gambino drew a dagger.

But faster than them was Lappland's sword.

The slender sword blade appeared in an instant, with a light gray light, and fell straight towards their necks.

Click...The metal banged, making an unpleasant friction sound.

Gambino held Lappland's sword tightly, his face turning purple.

Capone needed no prompting as he pulled a jackknife from his sleeve, stepped forward and stabbed Laplander in the throat.

The opponent then drew out a second sword, and this time, the blade swung out with an illusory light and shadow, like a wolf's head.

The hit was successful. Capone and Gambino opened their eyes wide. The intense pain in their heads made it almost impossible for them to breathe. With a thud, they fell to the ground and became unconscious.

Lapland showed a smug smile, stepped forward lightly, and reached out to pick up the suitcase.

A hand wrapped in black armor stretched out from the darkness and pressed down Lappland's wrist.

"...Texas?!"

Lappland was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile spread across her face.

It seems crazy, seems joyful, and seems filled with nostalgia and longing.

Then the next moment, without any warning, two bright white sword lights collided instantly in the air, bursting into dazzling sparks!

31. Wolf and Mille-feuille

A long sword in Lappland's hand was broken.

Then, an elbow covered in black armor suddenly hit her chest, causing her to groan and take a few steps back.

Next, there was fierce boxing.

Lappland parried it narrowly, then quickly drew out his second sword and held it across his body.

clang--

Dazzling sparks flew.

Texas swung the sword with his right hand from top to bottom, and the blades collided. Lappland's palm tightly grasped the hilt, and blood seeped from between his fingers.

But the sword in Texas' left hand followed closely, and with a loud bang, Lappland fell backwards with the sword.

Her opponent showed no sign of mercy and almost instantly raised his sword and stabbed Lappland in the chest.

Texas, wearing power armor, is completely superior to Delaplande in all aspects, from strength to mobility... It has a kind of numerical beauty.

But the sword finally stopped above Lappland's heart.

"Remove the tactical goggles." Texas said in the helmet.

[Voice recognition passed, tactical eyepiece: released.]

The ink-colored plastic plate that covered the entire face automatically disassembled into two halves, separating the top and bottom to reveal the wearer's face.

Texas looked at Lappland under the blade and asked her coldly, "What are you doing in Longmen?"

"Hey, would you like some puff pastry?" Lappland didn't answer her question. He threw the sword aside and fumbled in his pocket.

As she spoke, the blood-stained white little hand handed over a plastic insulated box.

"..." Texas frowned, retracted his sword, opened the thermal box, and took out a piece of golden puff pastry sprinkled with sesame seeds and icing sugar.

"Ha," Lapland couldn't help laughing when she saw Texas taking small bites of the puff pastry. She got up from the ground and staggered to sit on a bench nearby.

"So, what are you doing here?" Texas finished his puff pastry and looked at Lappland with a cold expression.

"Look at your 'freedom'," Lappland gently rubbed his torn palms, "You are the first Syracuse who is still safe and sound after leaving the control of the family."

"Stop making trouble," Texas looked at Capone and Gambino lying on the ground and sighed, "Longmen has its own laws."

"They are not residents of Longmen..." Lappland saw that her eyes were getting more and more strange, and finally gave her some promises, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to break the rules... Maybe?"

"..." Texas ignored her and picked up his suitcase, ready to go back to the Penguin Logistics dormitory.

The tactical eyepiece closed again, covering her face.

The night vision goggles render the field of view in bright green, outlining the scenery in the dark with clear contours.

Texas wasn't interested in what was in the suitcase, she was only bringing it because... Accardo might be interested.

That's reason enough.

It is the duty of a subject to provide his loyal monarch with as much intelligence as possible.

*

Akado sat on the sofa and watched the Dragon Gate evening TV program.

Quill carried a plate of dessert to the coffee table and sat down next to Akado.

The blood demon glanced at her and said nothing.

"Father..."

"ask."

"Why... the laboratory is called Carbacrol?" Carbacrol is a procoagulant commonly used in clinical treatment for bleeding caused by increased capillary permeability, such as idiopathic purpura and retinal hemorrhage. But it seems a bit strange to use such a medical term in an engineering laboratory.

"I once had a friend who gave himself the code name Huafarin as a commemoration." Akado answered in a cold tone, as if that person was an insignificant person.

Warfarin... This code name is derived from the clinical drug "warfarin", an anticoagulant drug, also known as a "blood thinner". It can inhibit the formation of new blood clots after surgery, prevent the expansion and extension of existing blood clots, and can be used as an auxiliary drug for the treatment of myocardial infarction.

Feather Pen blinked. She had a hunch that this person called "Warfarin" must have a close relationship with Akado... Could he be his relative? The girl was smart enough not to ask any more questions. She sat quietly beside Akado and looked at the TV screen.

The sky was gloomy, and in the distant wilderness, a huge landship was moving slowly.

The pale "girl" is busy in the operating room.

She used tweezers to pull out the scattered metal fragments caused by the explosion of the Originium bomb from the patient's muscles and placed them in the tray.

Skilled in stopping bleeding, suturing and bandaging.

"Okay, you can go out now. Be careful not to do strenuous exercise these days."

Huafalin warned.

The patient nodded repeatedly and left the operating room as if escaping...The oppressive feeling of being in the same room with the blood demon made his blood pressure soar to the dangerous level several times.

Warfarin nonchalantly adjusted the indicator lights in the operating room, preparing to welcome the next patient. She had long been accustomed to the way others looked at her, whether it was fear or discrimination.

Even after hundreds of years, she still retains the appearance of a 16-year-old girl. Just like Akado, time has not left any traces on them.

"Ms. Huafalin...are you done with your work?" Suddenly, a timid voice came from the door of the operating room.

"Huh? It's Amiya, what's wrong?"

"It's like this. Just now... when I was cleaning the medicine storage room, I found a ring. Doctor Kal'tsit said it might be yours."

"!" Hua Falin slightly widened her bright red eyes, pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and endured the throbbing in her heart, "Yes, it's mine, did you bring it here?"

"Yeah." Amiya looked around, then ran into the operating room and placed a black ring of unknown texture in Huafalin's hand.

Huafarin looked down at the ring, his eyes trembling subconsciously, feeling a little sour...

I have cried for many years and I can’t cry anymore.

Countless melancholy and regret finally turned into a gentle sigh.

Why didn't I chase out that snowy night?

She didn't know whether it was the thousandth or tens of thousandsth time that she asked herself this question in her heart.

No matter how painful the things you have experienced are, they are destined to be irreversible.

Eventually, the pain and regret will turn into tears, which will flow down the cheeks and soak the clothes when no one is disturbing them.

Operator Profile: Acardo (Rhine)

(Rhine Life Period)

Operator Profile: Akado