Chapter 2301: Can or can't

The noisy street market fell into deathly silence for an instant.
The horror of the onlookers and the astonishment of the parties were mixed together and weaved into a big net, covering the small half of the commercial street.
After a long while, someone finally recovered.
"Your...Your Majesty? Hey, have you heard that this shameless guy is someone close to your Majesty!"
"Shhh! Keep it quiet and make him unhappy. In a word, you and your family have nothing to do."
"Not so exaggerated, this young man doesn't look like that kind of yin and yang, and brutal devil."
"It's reasonable, he's been silent all the time. If it wasn't for those aristocrats who scorned his women, and those domineering guards were unreasonable first, he would not do anything."
"Hey, if you say so loudly, you are not afraid that those young and old will trouble you? I remember, your mother-in-law looks good."
"Cut, I'm afraid of them? I used to be afraid, but if they provoke people who shouldn't be offended, it's hard to say whether they are nobles in the future."
"It's too early to say, they are all great nobles, how can they fall for a while?"
"You don't understand, right? Our majesty handles few nobles..."
"Shhh! Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Suddenly, those gloating voices disappeared without a trace, leaving only the civilians, gesticulating and talking.
The wind is falling to one side.
At this moment, even if the young people, as well as all the fresh-clothed teenagers, are all over their mouths, I'm afraid they won't be able to argue for themselves anymore.
The behavior of the captain of the York Seoul City Moat has said everything.
They, if they provoke someone who shouldn't, must bear that anger.
"Your Majesty is an elder, I will definitely listen to his words, it's just those who bully my fiancée."
Looking around with cold eyes, sweeping the face of every person involved, suddenly there was an overwhelmed guy crying and begging me for mercy.
But is it useful to beg for mercy?
Without blinking his eyes, the defensive captain said respectfully: "If you can trust me, please leave it to me."
"Since your Majesty believes in you, then I also believe in you" took a deep breath and exhaled again: "Then, I beg you."
"Lead the order!" The captain stood up from the ground, straightened his waist, took a deep bow at me, and watched Kailan and I go away.
On the way, Kailan asked me: "What should I do with these blueprints? Should I take them too?"
"Otherwise?" I asked her back: "Do you want to carry them to the airship by yourself?"
"No, it's weird," Kailan murmured.
Is it too heavy at this time? Don’t you always treat it as a baby?
"What if..." Kailan said halfway, then stopped speaking, her expression tangled and her eyes complicated.
"Are you worried that the blueprint will be taken away by Simmons Rock?"
She tangled, nodded, and explained: "This is just my guess."
"You think too much" I shook my head and said, "Simmons Rock is not as greedy as you think, and he is very self-aware, knowing what is valuable to him and what is not valuable to him."
Kellan was furious: "You said the revolver is worthless!"
"What I'm talking about is that the revolver is of no value to Simmons Locke. In fact, it is not just him, but to most people, it is of no value, isn't it?"
Kailan pouted and held back for a long time, but there was no way to refute it.
The palace guard naturally recognized me, so he didn't even cross-examine, so he let him go.
The whole way was unimpeded and came to the main hall. Someone had been waiting for a long time and led us into the side hall. Until we entered the door of the side hall, I suddenly remembered that Bai Jingyu did not follow.
So he asked the waiter who led the way in a low voice, and the waiter respectfully said: "My lord, let's go and meet your majesty first."
Seeing him say this, I couldn't ask any more, so I had to come to Simmons Locke with my thoughts, put down the sack in my hand, patted the dust off my body, bowed and said, "See your Majesty!"
On the side, Kailan also followed me in a similar manner.
Simmons Lock laughed, looked at me up and down, and said, "You look like this..."
"Let your majesty laugh." I scratched my head in embarrassment.
"No, I mean, I like the way you are now. Men, especially adventurers, are heroes who kill enemies on the battlefield and live in blood."
I was suddenly embarrassed: "Uhhhhhhhh, all these blood are mine."
Simmons Lock was startled when he heard the words. Then something incredible: "Have you encountered a national power sent by another country? Is it from Darcy City? Or is it from Eri City?"
"Neither" I shook my head: "It's just a metal puppet."
His Majesty "His" changed his expression slightly: "Impossible. This is not in line with common sense. Fort Witch will not send a puppet to hurt you, and there is no such high level of technology."
Sure enough, Simmons Locke had a hidden line in Fort Witch.
But think about it for a moment. It's not impossible for several major forces to be intricately intertwined, hiding some undercovers among each other. Even I can hide the hidden thread beside Carter Horton, not to mention these big bosses in the true sense?
"Not Fort Witchie" I shook my head again and denied: "It's a relic of the Celestial Clan."
"The Celestial Clan?" Simmons Lock frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation.
After a while, he stood up and whispered: "Follow me."
Picking up the sack, Kailan and I followed all the way to a not dense garden.
In the center of the garden, there is an open space of nearly 100 square meters. In the center of the open space, there is a stone table and several stone benches.
After they were seated, their own waiter served tea and cakes, and then bowed back.
While pouring the tea, Simmons Locke said with a serious look: "You just said...The Celestial Clan?"
"Exactly" I said: "You also know the Celestial Clan people?"
"Slightly heard" he said: "I have a firecracker team now under my command. The captain prides himself on the descendants of the Celestial Clan."
Kailan heard the words, her eyes lit up: "Is there anything special about him?"
Simmons Locke glanced at Kailan and did not answer her question. Instead, he turned to me and asked, "Your fiancée is also a Celestial?"
"Your eyes are like a torch, you can tell at a glance, yes, she is also from the Celestial Clan."
"Do you people of Celestial Clan have any specific racial occupations?"
Kailan did not hide it, and said bluntly: "There are four roaming gunners, mechanics, ammunition specialists and gunners."
"That's right" Simmons Locke nodded: "He is a gunner."
As he said, he looked at the four and a half sacks lying aside: "What's inside is the spoils of your trip?"
"Yes" I said frankly: "It's a full-time weapon design drawing for the roaming gunner,"
"Wandering Gunner?" Simmons Lock paused, and then said: "Can Gunners use it?"
Kailan hurriedly said: "No, gunner..."
As soon as I raised my hand, I interrupted Kailan and nodded to Simmons Locke: "Yes."
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