The interior decoration of a private elevator is very different from that of a public elevator.

There are many carefully bred potted plants on the four walls of the cabin. If you look closely, they are magical varieties imported from Ionia. These are the special plants in Takeda Saito's hometown. Only he knows how to cultivate these beautiful creatures. Perhaps it is to place them in the elevator to see things and think about them?

What illuminates the entire room are countless glowing small glass balls, all hanging above the candlesticks, each of which is carved into the shape of open hands, as if spreading light to the world.

Faced with such a arrogant decoration, Camille tried his best to resist the desire to ridicule.

Then in the middle is a Freljode timber tea table, with a bear fur blanket spread on the soft sofa, making people feel more comfortable.

I have to say that even people like Geno who don’t know how to decorate will think that such a combination is a waste of time. If several decorations with different styles are forced to be put together, the effect will only backfire.

Takeda Saito's nouveau riche taste is undoubtedly revealed.

"Do you want to have a cup of tea? There is always time to have a cup of tea."

Camille, who came in first, sat on a sofa early. She put a glass pot on the nearly invisible flame of the chemical blowtorch, and the sound of liquid swaying water came vaguely.

Crossing her legs, this action would make the person sitting opposite her feel that his life was threatened, and no one wanted to face a huge pair of scissors.

Geno is no exception: "I won't drink, thank you."

Camille is worthy of being Camille, who is addicted to tea and has a leisurely drink on the enemy's territory.

Her workflow is generally like this: negotiation (drinking tea) negotiations break down and cleaning begins.

"If you don't drink it, it's a waste." Camille did his own way, pinched a small pinch of refined tea from the tea bag he carried with him, put it in the teapot with the boiled hot water. After a while, the fragrance filled the air. Geno smelled the tea fragrance, which was black tea.

She poured out two cups of black tea, which was between the size of a teacup and a bowl. The walls of the cup had handles. The black tea was rich in color and when the water surface was calm, it looked like a blood-colored lake.

"Do you want to add sugar?" Camille said as he added a sugar cube to Geno's cup: "My brother likes adding sugar when he drinks tea, just like a child."

Geno looked at the rising view outside the window and remained silent without responding.

He knew very well that Camill was talking to himself, perhaps because he was missing his late brother.

"When I came to Zuan, I remembered my younger brother. His death involved the alchemy baron."

Camille looked at the hazy water vapor attached to the glass pot and said slowly:

“Piltwov is based on sacrifice, and now it is controlled by a magnificent machine, with countless parts tied together.

Every part, no matter its size, operates for its stability and prosperity, but the machine is expanding and new parts are added every day.

There are many strange and abnormal parts among them, and their existence will threaten the smooth operation of the machine.

Baron Makovocic is a problematic part. He is using bloody means to suppress Zuan's slums and intends to do it in Picheng. I cannot detect such a thing.

If you forcefully stuff the parts into the machine, it is inevitable to hurt the muscles and bones, in order to make every part work and to make continuous progress.

I learned about Vocage's plan. He wanted to join the Abino family in the city of Skin City. The innocent and rich Miss Sophia is the head of Abino's family. Her deceased father left a lot of wealth to her who had lived in the boudoir for a long time.

That's a crucial piece of part.

Vocage wanted to deceive Sophia's feelings and manipulate her, causing a bloody storm in Piltwolf.

While they were dating, I killed Wokech with my own hands in front of Sophia, but the girl was already obsessed with and was fascinated by Wokech's tightness, so she kept a grudge against me.

My younger brother, who didn't want to die of old age, took advantage of this. He threw out Kiham's message and asked me to perform the mission. He knew that I was obsessed with Kiham and would not refuse.

Then he sent someone to follow me and leaked my traces to Sophia, asking her to gather her subordinates to kill me.

This is a killer that I used to kill people just to win my Hex device so that he can continue to live.

In the end, I survived with my ability and returned home and broke his neck with my own hands.

Whether it is the nobles of Picheng or the poor in Zuan, the rules are the same for everyone, and order cannot be destroyed.

Even my brother is no exception."

The tea was still hot, but Camille swallowed it in one mouthful.

Because the end is coming soon.

"After saying so much, you also want to take my younger brother as a lesson.

Being a servant means being loyal, being a master means being lazy, this is morality.

You are smart and capable, which is very similar to me. I am your future, but if you have bad intentions, it will be a big threat.

You don't want me to put my legs around your neck, do you?"

Camille fired a hook rope and jumped onto the dome, and a faint sound came from above.

Geno looked up at her, and a restless light came from her body. He knew that it was his sudden surge in strength that made Camill start to be afraid. Even Stewan, who had pure Philosophy blood, would betray the family, let alone Geno, an outsider who was born in Zuan.

He raised his teacup and whispered to Camille: "Camille, I am very grateful for your appreciation for me. I will maintain the operation of Picheng, but... I am different from you, and my goal is far more than that."

After saying that, he swallowed the whole cup of black tea in one mouthful, and it was vigorous.

"Oh my mom, be hot and be hot and be hot..."

Camille glanced at Geno's funny embarrassment, his face flushed, and he kept jumping while he was still there, as if the floor was also very hot, and he snorted coldly:

"When talking big, it will burn your tongue. People who don't drink tea often cannot drink hot tea. If you want to get out of the city of progress, you should start by drinking tea first."

After saying that, she turned her head, slid along the glass window outside the cabin to the side of the elevator, and then climbed the metal bracket to the bottom of the elevator.

She shot out the hook rope, hung herself at the bottom of the elevator like a drooping spider, and then controlled the hook rope to slowly stretch.

Head down, the device on her chest kept shaking, and Hex's energy was injected into her eyes through her eyes intravenously, making her blue eyes dazzling and full of science fiction.

Her vision strengthened by the crystal easily penetrated the haze. Several alchemists holding guns below were opening their eyes wide, staring at the haze on their heads with all their attention. Once something fell out of it, they would be caught by them as soon as possible.

But now, Camill saw them first, she took the initiative, and their intention to attack was clearly seen by her.

"Look at who is surprised."
Chapter completed!