The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

Once the Templars had finally left, X and Angel departed their hiding place.

Angel's hearing once again played a crucial role here.

She could almost remember the Templar's footsteps.

Of course, she could also recognize the other Templar Knights, because the sound of their armor rubbing together was too clear.

After taking a long detour, they finally returned to the British Pavilion, where Axe noticed that the Ethiopian section was crowded with gentlemen wearing bowler hats.

They're all here to see the rare exhibits.

Notably, the replica of the Ark of the Covenant is enclosed in an oak glass case, with a plaque in red ink that reads: "Contains fragments of the True Cross, brought back from Jerusalem by missionaries in 1776." The case is open, revealing the fragments inside.

Axe's gaze swept over the corner of the display case, where a visitor's guestbook was placed.

Just then, the Templar Knights had finished their patrol, and the sound of their iron boots striking the floor grew fainter and fainter.

"Go fill in the message." AX walked over and handed a pencil to Angel. "Write with your left hand, pretend you're left-handed, and the slower the better."

Similar to X's equivalent exchange, Angel's position swap skill also requires her to be close enough to both targets.

Although it's not written on the skill panel, these additional restrictions exist. X can only confirm that sometimes the system panel is simply using a simplified version.

X estimated that the effective range of the effect was within a five-meter radius centered on Angel.

Two items within this range must be within one meter of each other to instantly swap positions.

Then you can write slowly and have plenty of time to seize the opportunity.

Angel was a little troubled: "But I can't write...and my handwriting is bad."

"If you're worried, just draw a few hearts." X took out a pre-prepared fragment of a cross, then quietly put it back in his pocket. It was a fake to be exchanged. "I'll keep an eye on that knight."

Angel bit her lip and drew a crooked heart in the guestbook.

Ex stared in the direction the Templar Knights had left, fearing they might return.

"Now." AX gestured for Angel to drop the pencil, then bent down, pretending to pick it up. At that moment, his hand was only half a meter from the display case, still clutching fragments of the counterfeit item.

Angel's fingertips gleamed blue in the pocket of her blue dress.

[Position swap activated: Fake cross fragment (0.12kg) and real cross fragment (0.1kg)]

The fragments in the display case disappeared and then reappeared.

As X put his hands in his pockets to hide the real item, he turned around and saw the Templar Knight walking towards him, the silver chain on his arm gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The Templar Knight wielding the silver chain—that's the most troublesome knight. He's actually patrolling this area!

Angel noticed it too and immediately started trembling with nervousness.

Ex patted her hand and pulled her outside.

"Excuse me, excuse me, sir."

In his haste, Axe accidentally bumped into the gentleman wearing a bowler hat. The man's handbook fell to the ground.

"Sorry, sorry!" Ex hurriedly went to pick it up, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the Templar's boots stopped in front of the display case.

The knight is inspecting all the exhibits.

After returning the manual to the gentleman, Ax continued to lead Angel through the crowd.

Just as she was about to leave the venue, Angel's blue eyes suddenly widened.

Her skirt was caught on the metal spikes on the surface of a tactile metal exhibit.

"Waaah—" she burst into tears immediately, tugging hard at her skirt, "Daddy! I'm tangled up!"

Axe understood her panic—the Templars were approaching.

Her pointed ears, like two silver leaves, peeked out from the gaps in the ribbon as she struggled in panic.

Ex quickly helped her tie the ribbon.

"Don't strain! Listen to me, relax first..."

X crouched down, trying to free himself from the restraints.

The knight's gaze shifted. Ax's heart leaped into his throat—just then, the steam engine in the German exhibit suddenly released gas, the sound of billowing white mist like thunder, eliciting gasps of alarm.

The knight's gaze shifted away, and Ex breathed a sigh of relief, letting down the hem of his skirt that had been caught.

"Alright, alright, Angel, we can go now..."

As he spoke, Ex glanced at the distance out of the corner of his eye.

There, the knight bent down to examine the glass case, tapping his finger on the cabinet wall—where fragments of the True Cross had just been placed.

The next moment, the knight suddenly pressed the button on the display case.

In an instant, the alarm blared. The copper bell high up was shaking wildly!

Tsk, the theft has been discovered! So fast!

Fake fragments are, after all, made on the spot based on imagination, and their color and shape are completely different from the real thing. It's normal that they are easily detected.

Just then, the other party glanced around and spotted a familiar figure.

The knight suddenly turned and charged forward, his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Axe knew something was wrong, so he grabbed Angel and ran, not even noticing that his pocket watch chain had been caught.

The watch chain snapped off, and the pocket watch cover that had fallen to the ground popped open—revealing a miniature version of the exposition map, marked with two crosses in red ink.

X looked at his gloves. Hmm, no fingerprints, and fingerprint detection technology probably didn't exist in this day and age.

So they continued their escape.

"Seize them!" The knight's roar from behind shook the heavens.

The command clearly had an effect.

When X dragged Angel into the mechanical exhibition area, the three Templar Knights had already formed a circle around them.

The knights to the left and right were both newcomers. Only the one in the middle—the black-robed knight we'd bumped into before—was also chasing after us closely.

This is cheese sandwiched between two loaves of bread.

Forget about using puns now.

"Split up!" X shouted, shoving Angel away. "You climb onto the elevated tracks and escape!"

The ladder on the elevated track was located among the stacked crates, with such a narrow gap that even heavily armored Templar Knights couldn't squeeze through.

Angel's blue eyes instantly reddened: "Master!"

"Quick, I'm fine!" X grabbed a copper gear from the side and hurled it. The gear grazed the black-robed knight's shoulder and struck the steam engine, sparks flying.

X turned and ran in the opposite direction to attract the attention of the other Templars.

He heard the sound of a silver chain dragging on the ground behind him.

So, on a whim, X grabbed the brass timer from the display stand—the ticking of the second hand was unusually clear in the noisy exhibition hall. This could be used as a shield to stop bullets.

"Bang!" The bullet grazed the tip of her hair.

Sure enough, these Templar Knights had all sorts of weapons.

X turned around and saw the Templar's gun pointed at his leg.

Indeed, since they don't yet know the purpose and identity of the Templars, they won't kill indiscriminately.

But X cannot reveal that he is still a dead man.

Therefore, when firing the second shot, X had already placed the timer in front of him.

This action made the Templar Knight hesitate slightly. Could a small timer really stop a bullet? But he still pulled the trigger.

Ex immediately and casually blocked the timer.

But in reality, he activated his own abilities.

[Equivalent Exchange Initiated: Templar standard pistol lead bullet (1850 lead bullet body) + Watchmaker's brass gear chronograph (1842 precision brass) = 1 new version of a brass chronograph]

The Templar Knight only felt a blur before his eyes and saw X abandon the timer and run away, which surprised him.

Did I miss?

But he didn't have time to think and quickly continued chasing after them.

At that moment, X heard Angel scream again and looked up to see her climbing up the ladder.

A Templar Knight pointed his gun at Angel.

However, at this moment, X had already reverted to his gamer mode.

Based on the principle of puzzle games—the answer is near the question—he immediately found his target. He simply reached out and opened the steam valve next to him—

"Hiss—" Instantly, white mist erupted violently, blocking the view of all the knights on the ground.

The tourists, who had already begun to flee because of the gunshots, continued to scream in alarm.

The scene was in chaos.

Angel seized the opportunity to jump onto the track car. Looking down from above, her blue eyes spotted X in the crowd and waved vigorously.

Then, Angel pulled the lever on the track car.