Chapter 671: enemy

"Really? How did the people on the British Isles do it? Is it also through the knowledge in the book?" Grace was attracted by the other party's story.
　　 The little giant looked up sideways, as if he was remembering something. "No, there was no one at that time, no one to read books, and no one to teach. In fact, the resources of the British Isles are not excellent, and the fresh water on the island has an astringent taste. To achieve such an achievement, we must start with the first governor. ....."
　　 Under his narration, Grace seems to have experienced a century-old epic of an island.
　　In the Earth Sea, as long as there are islands for more than a hundred years, there are all kinds of thrilling stories.
　　 Where did Grace have heard of this, and I was fascinated by it.
Lily next to 　　 didn't want to hear this, she yelled for the bartender to serve her wine.
　　 This was two hours, and the little giant put down the beer he hadn't drunk in his hand again. "Did you know? I have a student who treats learning as fun like you. He even set a record of not leaving the library for a month."
　　 "Really? How is he now?" Grace asked curiously.
　　 The little giant seemed to think of something, and he paused for a long time before speaking again, but he didn't answer Grace's question directly, but just skipped it and continued.
　　 "I have to say that he is really talented. He was admitted to Gear Machinery University at the age of thirteen. I even wanted him to take my class, but his dull personality made me hesitate."
　　 There was a special emotion in the little giant's voice, and suddenly he closed his words and turned the topic to Grace. "I can see that you are very talented, so are you a coppersmith who repairs marine equipment on the explorer?"
　　 "Um. No, my job on the ship is a weapon."
　　 "What weapon? The crew who operates the deck gun? That job is not called a weapon, but a gunner."
　　 "No, the gunner is Lily. Look, it's the golden mouse over there, licking the wine. My job is a weapon."
　　 After learning the true meaning of the weapon from Grace, the little giant let out a sneer. "It's worthy of being the new overlord of the North Sea, who can make such a frantic decision, and can easily do what others can't."
　　 "Actually, I did it voluntarily. This is also to protect everyone." The thin Grace lowered her head and said in a low voice.
　　 "You volunteer now, do you think you will still volunteer in ten years? Remember don't believe Charles, he is very selfish."
　　 "You... why are you touching my hair? You walk away! Don't touch me!!" Lily's drunk words sounded from the right side of the bar.
　　 Grace looked up and saw a black figure standing next to Lily. At this time, Lily was already drunk and confused, unable to stand on her way.
　　 Before she stood up, Planck next to him had already grabbed the empty glass and walked over aggressively. "Friend, put your hands clean! If your hands want it."
　　 The man said nothing, silently walked away from Lily who was waving his limbs wildly, and left the bar.
Seeing this scene, the little giant patted Grace's shoulder with his hand, "It seems that your mouse friend is already very drunk. Take her back. As expected, this place is still not suitable for people of your age. Next time If there is a chance to see you again, I invite you to drink something else." After speaking, he turned and left the bar as well.
　　 After waiting for the little giant to come out of the bar, he walked unhurriedly on the street for another half an hour. He suddenly turned into a hotel and came to the room already reserved.
　　 There is already someone waiting for him in the room. That person is not someone else, but the man who just stood next to Lily.
　　 He looks very excited now, and howl from time to time, looks very abnormal.
　　 "It's Him, absolutely Him! That feeling can't be wrong! He is not dead! He is still alive!"
　　 After the man finished speaking, he tugged forcefully, tearing off the flesh on his face from the facial features. Underneath his flesh and blood was the face of a cute blond boy. He was the former Pope Ledger, the of light.
　　 Ledger looked very excited, wandering in the room constantly, thinking that the God of Light he believed in was not dead, tears kept slipping from his face.
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　　 "Hehe, that's really congratulations, but your has become a mouse now, why don't you just grab it and raise it in a cage?"
　　 Hearing the words of the little giant, Ledger raised his right hand, and the two-meter-tall little-headed giant flew over and put his neck directly on the other's tiger's mouth.
　　 With the pope's force, he tore off the upper body of the little giant directly.
　　 The blood dripping with blood is not human internal organs, but a pair of baby-like short and thin legs. Both legs are not like normal human legs. One is purely mechanical and the other does not seem to have an epidermis.
　　 The cloth strips covering the face of the little giant split, revealing the same flesh-and-machine head underneath. This is the former feaster's choice, the ruined British Isle Governor Swann.
　　 Under the support of the baby's body, Swann's head looks extraordinarily large.
"If you dare to say something blasphemy against the God of Light, I will make you more uncomfortable than death!!" Such murderous words came out of a ten-year-old boy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com always like that. It's ridiculous, but with that pair of fanatical eyes, I'm afraid no one can laugh.
　　 Hearing the pope's threat, Ledger lowered his head slightly and looked at the floor with different eyes. "Okay, you have the final say."
　　 "Hmph!!" Pope Ledger slammed the baby-like Swan out. After the mechanical and fleshy body was thrown against the wall, he fell heavily to the ground.
　　 As Swanner's mechanical eye sockets rapidly rotated, some brass pipes on his body spewed white steam, and the gears inside his body creaked. Under these abnormal actions, Swann quickly concealed the insidiousness in the other good eye.
　　 "How's things going? Is the stamp ready?"
　　 "It's done, I can now perceive the girl's location, as long as Charles sets out to explore next time, we can follow the mark to find it."
　　
　　 A few days later, in the captain of the Narwhal, Charles was watching the contents placed in the metal disc. Studying the true usage of the so-called source quality. He was not alone, but the first mate bandaged, the second mate Nico, the president of the Explorers Association, and the ship doctor watched at the same time.
The text information recorded in it is relatively small, and more are some large, complete and small circle circles. This type of circle is not as weird as the circle in the West Sea. Instead, it is more like some function curves intersecting each other. Each line is next to each other. The length is also written rigorously, and each corner is also accurately marked with an angle.