Magic Industrial Age

It was the 7th of September in the 310th year of the New God Calendar.

Oakland City, East District.

The night was dark, with dark clouds covering the moon, the stars dim, and the air unusually humid, as if it could be wrung out.

Roy was dressed in a well-tailored black gentleman's suit, revealing a white shirt, wearing a fashionable bowler hat, and holding a black cane in his hand.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, walking with a cane was truly awkward, but for adult males in the Habsburg Empire, it was standard.

When needed, the cane could also be a temporary weapon for self-defense; after all, the East End was a notorious slum and not safe.

Of course, a good cane was expensive, and not everyone could afford it.

Roy held the cane in his right hand, strolling through the dark streets, his posture casual, his expression relaxed, as if taking a walk in a garden.

Under the dim streetlights, he was like a ghost, wandering through the city streets.

Until at one point, he stopped, paused, and looked around, then found a corner and slowly leaned against it.

It was in the shadows of the corner that he disappeared, even his breathing became faint, and in a moment, he seemed to have vanished.

Shortly after he 'disappeared,' hurried footsteps came, noisy and chaotic, with heavy steps.

Under the faint starlight, three figures appeared at the street corner.

They ran, looking back, holding scimitars in their hands, blood dripping from the blades, the stench and the stench of blood drifting in the wind.

Undoubtedly, these were three bandits, bandits who had just killed someone, and Roy blocked them here while they were fleeing.

However, Roy did not show himself immediately, but his breathing became weaker, his muscles more relaxed, and his entire presence diminished.

Until they were less than three steps away, he suddenly moved.

Like a leopard leaping out of the night, he suddenly appeared in front of the three, and even faster was the rapier in his hand.

A hollow cane, hiding a rapier, was a conventional practice.

Although a handy weapon was important, not everyone was qualified to carry weapons around; sometimes, owning a weapon was more important.

In the dim streets, a glimmer of silver suddenly lit up, like light and electricity, drawing an arc, chasing straight to the neck of the man in front.

The man was originally walking forward quickly, his attention focused on the back, and when the silver light appeared, it was as if he had directly bumped into it.

The look of horror on his face had not yet appeared, and his muscle instinct had already raised the scimitar in his hand, wanting to block.

The only advantage of a sword hidden in a cane was that it was hidden enough, but the disadvantages were also many, such as it could only be a rapier, and the blade was thin, which was not conducive to blocking, etc...

Unless it was a magical weapon, the scimitar could directly break the rapier with a strong touch, but Roy did not hesitate at all, even faster, and seeing the scimitar approaching, his arm trembled slightly.

That was a very subtle shaking, but the force extended from the arm to the end of the blade, and the tip of the sword seemed to be an illusion, shaking a little.

As a result, the carotid artery was cut, and blood spurted from the throat, instantly staining clothes and the ground red.

The bandit's eyes widened, dropped the scimitar, covered his neck, and wanted to shout, but only the 'hehe' leaking sound kept coming.

The three bandits died like this!

But Roy's figure did not stop, stepped over the corpse, the thin sword moved again, the sound of '嗤嗤' breaking through the air sounded, and the sword light burst, turning into stars of silver light stirring the air.

The second bandit was obviously prepared, with a low shout, his muscles bulging, and his hand raised the knife and fell, chopping towards Roy's head.

He knew that his speed was not enough, so he didn't think about blocking, but exchanged his life for his life, to see who dodged first.

As long as Roy dodged, he would have room to maneuver, and he could pull away, and fight.

This is not a simple sword skill, this is the fighting experience accumulated in countless battles.

In fact, Roy did dodge, leaning back, his waist and abdomen exerted force, and he came to a lower back, and let the blade light streak in front of his eyes.

But the rapier in his hand did not stop at all, but was faster, and moved forward for a distance.

In just a moment, seven or eight blood flowers exploded on the bandit's body, the wounds were not big, after all, the rapier's body was too thin.

But these seven or eight small holes were distributed in the heart, eyes, throat, brow, etc., all of which were vital points.

When the rapier was pulled out, Roy stood up again, and the bandit had fallen to the ground with wide eyes.

This series of actions can be described as quick and agile, extremely fast, and the third bandit finally stood still.

In the dim streets, his eyes suddenly contracted, as if a faint light lit up, staring at Roy.

Behind him, the noise was getting closer and closer, and there were torches lit, shaking horse lamp, erratic steps, shouting loudly.

But the bandit was not afraid, even without looking back, just staring at Roy, the corner of his mouth split into a hideous arc.

"I'm curious, which way are you from, why do you want my brother's life?"

Roy spoke for the first time, his voice still a bit childish: "The vice-captain of the Bloody Mary, Jack the Ripper, I heard you killed a lot of people at sea?"

"You want to avenge them?"

"No, no, that has nothing to do with me, mainly you are a fugitive from Alamos 多监狱(阿拉莫多监狱: Alamo 多监狱), attacked the guards three days ago, released other prisoners, and set fire to the prison, and you are one of the masterminds of the riot.

So, in the Public Security Bureau, your head is worth a lot of gold thalers."

"Are you a bounty hunter?"

"Just an amateur bounty hunter, earn some gold thalers to spend, and hone swordsmanship, kill two birds with one stone, why not?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you have the life to earn it, but not the life to spend it!"

"Then you can only try!"

Before the words fell, both sides moved, Jack's weapon of choice was not a scimitar, but it did not prevent him from playing the knife vigorously.

I saw two blade light rotating around him, the cold light flickering, seemingly able to resist all attacks.

This one hand showed Jack's old spicy, he also did not intend to compare sword speed with Roy, and did not think that the scimitar was faster than the rapier.

So, he tried to expand the area of defense as much as possible, in order to seize the opportunity, to overwhelm with force.

For him, as long as the weapons had one collision, it was enough!

But this time, Roy did not choose to avoid it, but rushed out like a leopard, the rapier across the sky, bringing out silver snakes, covering Jack the Ripper's various parts.

Roy was very cautious, the rapier in his hand dance into a ball, as far as possible to avoid the frontal impact, intending to with sword speed, constantly leaving wounds on Jack.

If the effect, it is really there, Jack only felt the pain coming, the body has a few more blood口子(血口子: cut), but also by him to seize the opportunity, scimitar flickering, from left to right, desperately cut!

Ding!

Sparks splashed, the crisp collision sound spread far in the darkness, Roy's rapier was not a masterpiece, nor a magic weapon, suffered a heavy blow, directly broken from the middle.

Jack's face showed a ecstatic look, obviously felt that there was no weapon, the other party was lamb to slaughter.

But just a head up, he saw Roy's calm eyes, and constantly zoom in fist.

Bang!

The left fist out, taking advantage of Jack's scimitar has not been withdraw the gap, directly smashed on his nasal bone.

This one punch, Jack only felt pain attack, the head uncontrollable lift up, and a section broken sword pierce the air, streak from his throat.

The sound of '嗤嗤' leaking spread, blood like a fountain splash, Jack died with wide eyes, slightly turn, want to stare at his enemy.

But at this time, Roy had already retreated back, a few step, appeared in a few meters away, lane entrance.

At this time, he seems calm, but breathing also has a few points disordered, forehead back have been sweat.

Although the performance is very perfect, but in the end, this is his first actual combat, the first time with a sword to cut the enemy's throat, the first time to see that blood splash...

Yes, this is his first kill!

However, only a few breaths, he recovered, slightly head up, dim night, eyes sharp as a sword.

"Come out!"

His voice is not loud, but spread far in the darkness, so, the end of the street, those seemingly closer and closer footsteps only really close.

The light of the torches and horse lamp lit up the surroundings, showing a group of short figures, accurately, all thirteen or fourteen years old half-sized children, wearing crude, dirty.

Only in the firelight, a pair of eyes unusually bright, also equally fierce.

Also at this time, on Roy's left, also out of a half-sized child.

His age is older, about fifteen or sixteen years old, the body is significantly higher, but also thin, wearing a ill-fitting gentleman's suit, also holding an old cane.

However, he came out of the street corner, it is really silent.

"Anger, this place to you, clean up."

"You look good, tomorrow I will send the body to the Public Security Bureau, and then send the bounty to you, guarantee a thaler will not be less."

"I believe you, I just hope you do not disappoint my trust."

This said, Roy turned to leave, half a section broken sword re-inserted into the cane, and then tapping the ground with the cane, in the ' sound of tapping' sound, gradually go away.

His posture is still so upright, so elegant, that is, the clothes splashed with blood, otherwise it is exactly the same as when it came.

Behind him, Anger's face showed envy, unconsciously wiggle down body, as if to make the gentleman's suit more fit.

Imitation, there will always be attempt to draw a tiger and end up with a dog effect!

However, this moment Anger's side has been full of people, are half-sized children.

He a come back to his senses, directly shout said: "Everyone, move, fast, move, this is our brothers gang make a name for themselves start!"

And in the distance, in the darkness, Roy has been in the heart call out.

"Deep Blue, Deep Blue, do not play dead for me, evaluate, how is my battle?

Also, you said that ' attribute panel', can build?"

"Master, the basic conditions have been met, but in order to ensure accuracy, I need a little time."

"How long?"

"Short one or two days, long three to five days."

"That's good, I'll give you time, just hope it really has you said so useful!"

October 1, choose this day to send a new book, in fact, not very appropriate, mainly editors are also on vacation.

But I still sent, I feel that National Day, is also the birthday of this book, it is take advantage, haha!