"Only losers will kneel down, why do you arrange this position for me!"
"Ah, I didn't arrange this posture for you. It's a golem that imitates human structure. The access port on the back must be exposed. Yes, it didn't exist before. It was added during repair. As you can see, we are kittens.
There are only three or two of them. It is a masterpiece. We cannot repair it as it is. This golem, which is your body, is the lowest position except lying down. Your Excellency will not be willing to lie down, right?"
Bolu spoke in a soft tone, adding sand, and it was irrefutable - and that was the truth.
Constance roared for so long that even a piece of wood would catch fire.
If it weren't for the huge gap in force value, and he was a little worried that after being completely repaired, he would be chased and hacked by this grumpy old man who didn't know whether he had been imprisoned for so many years or whether he had any mental problems, Poru would have used his unique skill-pulling the plug.
Come to cure him.
Constance couldn't find the words to refute. No matter how imaginative he was, he couldn't find another position that exposed his back for easy inspection.
"Why don't you go back and take a nap first, wait for us to study it, and then come out after we finish it?"
"Don't even think about it! I'll be right here watching you do it!"
"Then please don't be anxious. Is it understandable that this thing can't be made in one breath? First of all, we have to study the posture, as well as the setting and implementation of the functions. It may take a lot of time to design and
Debugging and production may also take up a lot of time. I wonder if you have made these things clear?"
Constance was silent for a while and then responded fiercely.
"OK!"
So Polu gave him a very standard etiquette that could not be faulted at all:
"Then let's go to work and say goodbye!"
As he turned around, he motioned to Miss Know-It-All with his eyes, and the two walked out of the control room door together.
"Where did you learn that? It's such an uncomfortable thing to say and it's hard to find fault with it."
Miss Know-It-All understood the essence of Polu's speech as always.
"Probably a library in a royal manor."
Having said this, Bolu was silent for a moment.
But Zhu Yiwei didn't answer, she just curled her lips behind her.
"Speaking of his request, what are you going to do?"
Encountering such a person who likes to give advice, Bolu couldn't help but reach out and touch the pocket on his chest, but there was no familiar square box here. He could only sigh in distress:
"What else can we do? Make him a support to sit up. What else can we do with the human form? We can't let him lie on his side, right? If he suddenly loses control of his body or the screen goes black, he can turn over and come down.
It’s just a first-class accident.”
"Isn't there nothing I can do? I really can't beat him. Besides, I can't really send him back. It's just that his words are unpleasant. Didn't he call himself a lord? He should speak in this tone, and he has been imprisoned for so many years. This should be considered.
Are you a moderate?"
"Well, Constance has gone to school. According to the records I have read, the mages at that time directly called them barbarians in clothes, orangutans with weapons in their hands, and vulgar people who spit out stench when they spoke.
people."
Zhu Yiwei imitated the heavy accent and recited the records she saw in the library. This behavior was so different from her usual image that Polu couldn't help but laugh.
"I really don't know how they coexist peacefully."
"There is no such thing as peaceful coexistence. At the beginning, they just held together to keep warm under the huge external pressure. In the end, they fought together until the end. This group of soldiers either died in battle or entered the golem. And their
Future generations, after accepting the education of the mages, have become different from them."
"Have you become a mage too?"
"No, it's the talented descendants who become mages. Others, after receiving education, become... How do I put it to make you understand? Guard knights? That's how I read it."
Zhu Yiwei read out a series of strange syllables again, and Bolu almost didn't understand them.
"What is this? Ancient language?"
"The ancient accent of Esodu. This is the pronunciation of those warriors' hometown. Although the original mages said that they were rough, they actually regarded them as true comrades. In order to commemorate them, this pronunciation is
Be preserved.”
"The mages are really tough-talking, and what they say is so unpleasant. In the end, it's not about remembering and unforgettable." Of course, Polu didn't dare to say this.
"Guard Knights? Do they still abide by the Knights' Creed? Are there horses on Star Island? Otherwise, what would the knights ride on?"
The sea breeze blew on Polu's face, causing his thoughts to wander for a while, and the conversation became more casual.
"Should we not defend it? Of course there is no knights on the island. They are more like elite infantry and law enforcers."
"Then why is it called a guard knight? It's not a one-on-one full-time bodyguard, so it's called a guard knight, right?"
"We all pronounce the original name directly!"
Zhu Yiwei rolled her eyes at Polu.
"Then we outsiders must know a name, right? No, the original name gives me a headache, so don't pronounce it. Otherwise, just call it Dharma Protector?"
"Dharma protector? This name is quite realistic. Aren't you good at naming things? Why are you naming your things so ugly? I'll mention this later."
"Speaking of which, I feel like I have never seen them. No, I have never seen melee professions on Star Island."
"Yes, by the way, you haven't been to the core area. There are guard knights there, um, guardians. They are now responsible for the daily guarding of Star Island and so on. After all, the battles in the previous years were too brutal and the sacrifices were heavy.
There are not many people now.”
"Really, let me go back and have a look. By the way, the teacher's inspection is almost completed. Half of the golem's core is damaged, half is silent, and has no response to stimulation. Only a small half of it seems to be able to be successfully activated. Wait until
In the end, I'm afraid not many of them can be successfully repaired to stand up. There are still many golem parts that have no repair value at all. I plan to mark these and use them to recycle materials later."
"And the bracket he wants."
"Yes, there is also the brace this immobile guy needs. Come on, let's go back."
Bolu subconsciously rubbed the floor twice, turned around and walked towards the workroom.
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"You told me this is the bracket I'm going to lean on? How many days did it take to build something like this?"
The blue light in Constance's eyes almost sprayed into Polu's face!
"Your Excellency, please forgive me. I have other work to do. You can also see that we are busy here from morning to night every day without stopping for a moment."
Complaining is the right thing to do, but there are techniques for crying:
"I really don't have the ability to make luxurious seats, but the function is no problem. As for the appearance... Why don't you wait a minute and we can hire a craftsman on land later?"
"*...%*())*"
After some vulgar words, Constance accepted the fact in frustration - no matter how he sat, he was sitting with dignity, and it was better than lying down.
"Don't worry, sir, this is just a temporary seat. Once we solve the problem, we won't need this seat anymore!"
Polu, who lowered his head, thought to himself: "As for when the problem will be solved, it's hard to say. Before that, just sit up there and have a good time!"
Out of some bad taste, and also because of the limitations of objective conditions - there is no big furnace or sand mold here to make such a non-urgent casting, and it is also impossible to hire someone to do it, so the entire bracket is actually made of several layers of steel plates.
Rolled into a thick capped steel cylinder.
There is absolutely no problem with the structural strength, and the function is very appropriate. It also has a backrest, and there is a large hollowed out hole on the backrest, which looks quite similar to a toilet with a ring cover. A thick wire pipe is connected to Constance's back from here.
energy input port.
This thing has no technical content and does not pay attention to precision, as long as it does not collapse. And there are several chargers hidden in the steel cylinder, which can allow him to sit awake without interruption - just sitting.
After all, Bolu doesn't plan to install crystals on Constance now, nor does he plan to add too many chargers to him.
"Who told you to speak so unpleasantly? Just stay in a daze on the toilet!"