Chapter 211 The Assassination Begins
Golden Hands are highly favored at the Blacksmith Club. Grubel's lounge is larger than the forging rooms of other craftsmen, and the interior furnishings are also luxurious. The cabinets for his collection of utensils are valuable... しw0.
Grubel closed the door and brewed two cups of tea for them, first handed it to Alice, saying, "Miss, please have tea" before sitting down and said, "Roger, I have heard of you."
Roger waved his hand and said, "The whole continent knows my business."
Grubel smiled silly and said, "I used to think that puppet master was a fun profession, which made you so addicted, but I didn't expect it."
Roger took a sip of tea and didn't continue talking about this issue, saying, "It seems that your creation has encountered a bottleneck."
"Yes," Grubel nodded and said, "Although the forging technology has grown a lot, the old man Demley always feels that something is missing. Your golden knife is the best work I have forged so far." He sighed, "This is inevitable, and you will always encounter bottlenecks."
Roger shook his head: "You are born in a wild way. The doctor is a top student at St. Louis University. He has mastered his research on materials and mechanics, and his design is perfect. Your shortcomings in these aspects cannot be compensated."
“Similarly, Demlai’s forging level is also lacking in quality”,
Grubel said silently. He knew that Roger was right and that some flaws could not be compensated.
Roger took off his shirt and exposed the viper armor inside.
"This armor was created by the doctor. It uses the latest sg2 metal that may have passed, and is designed perfectly, but it has some shortcomings in forging. For example, these metal wires are not round enough if they are polished."
Grubel's eyes lit up when he saw the armor on his body. He had never thought about such a design.
"Only Demley can create such perfect armor," Grubel said sincerely.
Roger shook his head: "This is far from perfect in the doctor's mind. If you listen to his liquid metal design, you will be even more surprised."
"This pair of armor is outdated, I have a better design than this."
Grubel had to admit his shortcomings in design, and his forging was too tightly bound by traditional craftsmanship.
Roger said: "When you cooperate with Demley, you are the real golden hands. Now you may be able to create magical tools, maybe Grubel. Will you go back to Krojan Island?"
Grubel was silent again. Although he could not create works that satisfies him, the title of the Blacksmith Club in the Penlu City Blacksmith Club in the Golden Hands has brought him unimaginable fame and wealth. Now he is a guest of honor in the Big Family in the Penlu City, the Golden Hands surrounded by the Blacksmith Club.
Returning to Kroja Island means that all these glory will disappear, and his reputation will be damaged by the infamous puppet master, and even bring disaster to death.
He was very grateful for Demley's help, and he didn't hate Roger. He missed the bitter and sweet years of Krojan Island, but this did not mean that he could give up what he had now for these things.
"It seems like this is a difficult decision," Roger stood up.
"If you can't make a decision, let me help you. You won't betray me, right?"
Grubel did not think about the meaning of his words and smiled bitterly: "I can't bear to have the glory and wealth of the present, but I won't betray you."
Roger nodded: "When is the dinner?"
Grubel was stunned.
Roger said: "Meyer's dinner."
"Tonight", although I don't know why he asked that, but his intuition told him that this was not a good thing.
Roger could tell his psychology at a glance, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I came here this time because of Feifei. She is my lover in Ziweihua, but now I have to marry Zagu from the long-nosed dog family. I came here to say goodbye to her."
"You don't like lolita",
As soon as he said that, Grubel regretted that Lolita died in that trial he knew.
Roger's heart was also stinged inadvertently. He laughed in his heart and said, "I'm asking for trouble, but he didn't look like he was on his face and said with his hands behind his back: "If you believe it or not, do me a favor. Take me to Meyer's dinner tonight. If you feel embarrassed, I'll leave now."
"Of course I will help you," Grubel sighed: "I can't go back to Kroja Island, but I can still do this for you."
Roger nodded and left the Blacksmith Club.
When he walked to the door, he stayed for a while, thinking about something indifferently.
Alice said: "Do you blame yourself?"
Roger nodded, she could always know what she was thinking.
"I'll do it," Alice said.
Roger shook his head, looking at the empty streets no longer leaving much, and returned to the hotel better than Feifei.
Feifei chose a hidden hotel, located in the remote suburbs of Benlu City. Before she entered the city, she changed into simple clothes and walked with Eli to come here. There was no carriage or servant, and everything was taken care of by her confidant Eli himself. When Roger saw her in the hotel room, she was already full of anxiety. She felt relieved when she saw Roger and Alice.
"Roger", she stood up with relief.
Roger asked, "Are you nervous?"
It is fake to say that it is not nervous. Unlike Roger and Alice, who are stained with blood from the blade, Feifei has never killed a chicken in Dalian since she was a child. When she came back this time, she wanted to kill his father, the head of the Meyer family, and the most powerful man in Benlu City.
If you are not careful, everyone here will die. They will die miserably.
She nodded pale. It took a long time for her to reveal her heart so honestly for a long time.
"Your father, Meyer Lisser is a despicable, unscrupulous businessman. He will not kill people, nor do he know how to guard against assassination. The mercenary commander who is responsible for protecting him is just a candid. I will kill them. And you, Meyer Lisser will replace Meyer as the first female head in the history of Meyer family."
The mercenary commander Reso is a fool. He thinks this is ridiculous, but he has to say so.
He looked at Feifei's eyes and said, "No one has a way out when he gets here. Tonight, blood will dye Meyer red, and the shadow of death will cover the golden deer. With me, he will never live tonight."
His eyes were firm and his murderous aura was so murderous. If it were the cold aura of his usual condition, it might be scary, but now it has made Feifei muster up the courage.
Her face gradually regained a trace of blood. She took a deep breath and her eyes became cold. She took a last look at Roger. She walked out of the room and said, "Allie, let's go home", (To be continued)
Chapter completed!