Ten minutes later, Yager put the letter into the mailbox, successfully got back the materials he had given him from Green, and stood on the roadside checking it.
But just like he knew that the other party must have studied it, Amon also knew that Yager knew that he would study it, so.
"?"
The black-haired young man on the roadside stared blankly at the clean and transparent syringe in his hand, which looked like it had been licked by a dog. If he hadn't been holding it, he wouldn't have believed that it was a glass syringe and not a ball of air.
Even the dark yellow blood stains on the wall of the tube that had accumulated for at least several centuries have disappeared!
This is too outrageous!!
"Are you serious? This is the blood potion I gave you? The same bottle?!" Yager's eyes widened and he asked the instigator a few steps away in disbelief.
No, if he gave him a roll of gauze, would it turn into silk when Amon returned?!
Green, who has always been aloof, calmly pushed up his monocle, pretending not to hear the condemnation in Yager's tone, and nodded to himself: "Yes, it's the same bottle."
"Also, Mr. Lunze, who cured you, is already waiting in the carriage. My service is very considerate and I have already explained the situation to you."
"So I deserve this blood."
A certain man said with certainty.
In fact, the needle was indeed his fault. In order to study the blood, he simply stole all the remaining substances inside.
But there are also parts for fun.
This reply made Yager across from him glance at his monocle expressionlessly.
"I suggest you change your approach and become a provocateur. I believe your potion will melt in your mouth." He casually withdrew his gaze, turned around and put the syringe back into his pocket.
Green tilted his head with crooked eyes: "I will consider it."
The two passed by each other in silence. Yager took a few steps to board the carriage, and at the moment when he closed the door, he used a little force and violently knocked Amon's hat to the ground with the wind.
Medici, the real provocateur in the distance, looked over with a sneer.
"Two childish ghosts."
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The closed carriage door successfully blocked out the movement of Amon, who was beginning to retaliate against the Red Angel. Yager took a deep breath and finally had time to bring his thoughts back to the figure in front of him.
On the seat on the other side, Renze Galbi had messy blond hair and green eyes. He looked quite haggard, leaning on the dark red wooden chair, and nodded weakly to him.
It seems that Amon's rescue did not make him fully alive.
The wheels rolled slowly, carrying the people on the car towards the uptown area.
"Hello, Mr. De Lester, right? Thank you for saving me from the gang before. Don't worry, I won't reveal it to others." Lenze said with difficulty.
"That's good, thank you very much." Yager straightened his expression and nodded, "What are your plans in the future? Can I ask you a few questions?"
Judging from the look on his face, Amon must have stolen part of Lunze's memory to make him so calm. I hope this will not reduce the amount of information the other party can reveal.
He looked up and down at the man who was originally covered with tentacles.
"Of course." Lunze agreed without hesitation.
"Future Plans Because I am very grateful to you and Mr. Green for your help, and I also agree with your ideas very much, so I decided to join and fight for our common cause."
"The royal family is too corrupt, and the beneficiaries of Parliament are always only those few nobles. Whether it is the "Corn Act" or the Great Smog Incident, countless people are regarded as being able to decide the future at will.
Consumables.”
"Therefore, I am willing to work with you to overthrow this stupid kingdom! Restore the glory of Emperor Russell!"
Speaking of excitement, a sickly blush appeared on Mr. Lunze's weak face, and he spoke impassionedly.
However, these words failed to inspire the other person in the carriage.
Yager: "?"
Has he asked too many questions lately?
But no matter what, he still really wants to raise a question mark now!
"???"
Mr. Lunze, your topic took a turn that I couldn't predict.
What is ‘our’ common cause?!!
To overthrow the kingdom, what is it?!
Amon, what did you explain!!
The expression of the black-haired young man who had just calmed down showed an uncontrollable confusion.
He can not understand.
When did his contract with Amon change from cooperating to loot the Church of Night, to resurrecting the Creator, and then to the current situation of starting to write the Declaration of Independence?!
What's more, a kingdom that needs Amon to save, a place that is waiting for the uprising of outsiders and evil spirits, does it really have a future?
Yager was so shocked that he completely forgot the question he wanted to ask in the first place.
Even these outrageous words were already burning his thinking ability.
Seeing him fall into a long silence, Lunze on the opposite side thought that he did not understand what he meant and was still suspicious, so he quickly added: "To be specific, I decided to start with the Kragg Club and Clint's Paper Mill.
."
"You know, I found great paper stuff when I was out at sea."
"I plan to find a preliminary dealer for our paper in the club, and then recruit workers through the paper mill and provide jobs. While secretly providing disaster relief and improving life in the East End, we will also earn preliminary funds for us to overthrow the rule of George III."
"Mr. Green appreciated my plan very much and added a lot of details."
"He said that he would be responsible for formulating the bill for our operation, that Mr. Medici would infiltrate the kingdom's military, and that you would have the church support our operation."
"We will allow ordinary Loen people to obtain education and gain the right to change their lives!"
Even though he was very weak, Lunze showed an enthusiasm that was hard to fault.
Great things seemed just around the corner.
And Yager's brain was completely shut down.
This passage was filled with incomprehensible absurdity and irony from the beginning to the end, leaving him at a loss as to where to begin his response.
Well, for example...
How come he doesn’t know his division of labor?!
Amon!!!
The black-haired young man mechanically showed an encouraging expression, nodded to the thin but powerful Mr. Lenzer, and then floated into the arriving Krag Club like a wandering spirit, watching the overly shocking back merge into the aristocracy.
circle.
Even to Detective Sherlock Moriarty and Doctor Allen, who happened to meet and gathered around him, he only nodded perfunctorily.
After a long time, Yager seemed to have finally returned to the real world. He said thoughtfully to Klein, who looked worried from time to time, "Sherlock."
"Do you think Runen is real?"
Klein Moretti, who was drinking coffee: "?"
(End of chapter)
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