Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

[You are targeted by Gilman Elliot's murderous intent. Evaluation: As long as you are not blind, I believe you can see it. Reward: Survival Points +2]

"..."

With such a thick barrel pressing against your head, how could you not see it?

Wayne smiled bitterly and said: "Boss Gilman, I just want to buy some materials to make a mechanical puppet..."

"I told you, you are not welcome here." Gilman interrupted, "Please go back."

Marco looked at her and said slowly: "Gilman, I think you have forgotten who saved you and who helped you settle in Custer..."

Snapped.

A gunshot rang out, and a fire snake emerged from the musket under the skull chandelier, hitting the ground in front of the two people.

Gilman crossed his arms and said, "Things between wizards have nothing to do with anything else."

"wizard?"

Marco sneered: "I'm just a high-level apprentice who failed to advance. You don't really think you can keep me with these things, do you?"

High wizard apprentice?

Wei En glanced at the mechanical weapons around him. The firepower in this store could almost catch up with a reinforced platoon.

Gilman was unmoved and said coldly: "You can try it!"

Marco's eyes darkened, "It's really..."

Wayne pulled him, shook his head and said, "Forget it, Brother Marco, since Boss Gilman doesn't agree, then go look elsewhere."

"confirmed?"

"Um."

When Marco saw him nodding, he turned around and walked out without saying a word, the red ponytail on the back of his head swinging rhythmically.

Wayne glanced at Gilman again and followed him out of the store.

But what he doesn't know is——

Not long after they walked out, all the mechanical weapons in the store fell down one after another.

It was as if it had been scratched by a sharp blade, and it was broken in half. The gears, parts and various transistors inside were scattered all over the place.

Gilman looked at all this and bit his pretty lips, "It's a shame that you still have such a hot temper."

On the other side,

Marco walked far away in silence, and then said: "Sorry, I didn't buy what you wanted."

"This is my fault," Wei En said with a smile: "If I had not admitted that I was a wizard apprentice of the Ghost School, I should have been able to buy it smoothly."

This time he did suffer the consequences of being too sincere, but how could he have thought that wizards from other schools had such deep resentment against the Ghost School?

Forget it, next time he meets wizards from other schools, he will know how to communicate.

If you want to say it, just say that you are a wizard of the esoteric school. You won't be disliked anymore, right?

"By the way, Brother Marco, listening to the conversation you just had with Gilman, did our logistics department help her when she first came to Custer?"

Marco nodded, "It happened two years ago, when she was caught..."

It turns out that Gilman was kidnapped and sold to Custer.

Work as slaves in the Basil neighborhood, doing various hard work, such as making conveyor belts, or using mechanical vehicles to help loading and unloading goods for passing merchant ships.

Later, the person who bought her was contaminated by the Red Moon and turned into a mutant, almost eating her.

It was Yegor and Marko who saved her.

Since then, Gilman has settled here and opened a shop specializing in selling some mechanical equipment.

"That's it..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I also know a place that has what you need."

Marco looked around and grinned: "It's not far from here."

"real?"

"Just follow me."

"okay."

Wei En was ready to give up for the time being, but he didn't expect there to be other places to go.

Originally, he wanted to purchase some semi-finished machinery and tools through Gilman, which would greatly speed up his production of mechanical puppets.

pity……

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"On August 12, 1578 in the New Calendar, the Custer City State Council, the Inquisition, the Secret Investigation Department, and the City Guards jointly investigated, and signed by Lord Consul Samir, the following announcement is made:

At 11 o'clock this morning, the attack that occurred in the area 1-30 of Dumitru Street was determined to be the work of the Eternal Life Club. This incident resulted in the deaths of 25 city-state citizens and 78 injuries..."

The "complainants" of the Secret Investigation Department who were responsible for speaking out to the outside world read out the investigation report with sad and helpless expressions.

Facing reporters from large and small newspapers, they had to be careful with their words to avoid being caught.

"...Finally, the council has issued an order to track down the Thousand-faced Claire of the Eternal Life Society and give the city-state an explanation. That's it."

As soon as they finished speaking, the surrounding reporters rushed forward and surrounded them.

"Excuse me, has Dawn Church accidentally injured citizens?"

"We need more detailed truth..."

"..."

If Wei En saw such a scene, he would probably be instantly transported back to those press conferences in his previous life. It was so similar.

And where the reporters couldn't see them, two figures, one red and one white, stood high up, watching them silently.

"Sorry Alais, I've caused you trouble again this time."

"Andrews, I want to thank you for your rescue," Alais shook his head, "I wonder who the guardian knight was?"

"He's from Clander," Andrews said with a gentle smile, "He still needs to adapt to Custer's rules."

Alais said noncommittally: "The light of dawn always tends to Klander."

"No, no, no, this time is different..."

"Because of that saint candidate?"

"You knew already?"

Alais' eyes were fixed on the complainants downstairs who were struggling with the reporters. "Early this morning, the parliament passed the meeting content."

"I'm sorry, you know, I'm doing it for Custer's own good..."

"Such words are always convincing when spoken from the mouth of your Lord Bishop."

Andrews heard the sarcasm in his words, but his face did not show any emotion. He still said with a smile: "It would be better to say that this is the choice of most people."

Alais tilted his head and looked at him, "I don't think you came to me this time just to deal with me, right?"

"I need your help."

"oh?"

"The candidate saint is my student. She needs too much time to grow up, so..."

"So," Alais took over his words and said calmly: "You want me to speed up her growth?"

"Not just you, but also some people in the Secret Brewing Department."

"condition?"

"I knew you would agree," Andrews thanked him sincerely: "The dawn will definitely bless you, Alais."

"You must be old and confused, otherwise how could you not know that what I hate the most is you church believers...especially Dawn!"

"But at least you remember that we grew up in Bravo together, came to Chatelain together, and all the hardships we went through together, right?"

Alais didn't say anything else. He lowered his head slightly and looked downstairs calmly. The lenses reflected a ray of light, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

"maybe……"

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"Is this the place you were talking about?"

Wayne looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, it was hard to believe that Marco would bring him here.

Marco raised his head and smiled proudly, "Welcome to the city that never sleeps, Wei En."

PS: If I say there is only one chapter today, will I be beaten?

PPS: I'm just kidding, there is another chapter that will be posted around 1 o'clock... I'm a bit slow in writing, sorry.