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The knight has an extraordinary talent for mechanics.

According to him, the finished product that I showed you was rushed, and if he had enough time, he would have done better.

It turned out to be so.

When you gave Sirio the finished product made by the knight for sale for the first time, he looked at the finished product and let out an exclamation.

"This level of sophistication... where did you get the machine?"

"It's not a machine, it's made by humans."

"Impossible!" Sirio flatly denied, "We have tried many times, and even a skilled hand is not as good as a machine."

Is that right?

You thought about it and guessed that you were probably hit by Bao.

The dignified expression on the knight's face when he said he wanted a lot of medicine to treat serious injuries came to mind. You smiled, told Sirio about the deal you made with the knight, and said, "It's true, that kid is very talented."

But Sirio was not shocked by the knight's talent, but looked at you like a fool: "Take the precious serious injury medicine for this thing, are you crazy? Even ordinary finished products can sell well."

You let out a long sigh: "I know."

The preciousness of rare medicines in Meteor Street is self-evident, "You just think I'm doing charity, anyway, it's not just once or twice."

The man is choking on you: "..."

After a few seconds, he decisively accepted the finished product: "Forget it, it's up to you, anyway, I'm only in charge of selling things, it doesn't matter what you want..."

Hearing this, you slightly raised the corners of your lips and smiled.

You haven't asked the knight about the injury of the target.

He didn't take the initiative to talk to you, he just handed over the finished product to you in person, and then happily introduced some new features to you.

The fat protective clothing wrapped the child's body, and the young shoulders couldn't support the clothing at all, and the trouser legs were so long that they almost dragged to the ground, but the knight didn't care about these inconvenient places.

His green eyes are staring at you through the goggles. He seems to have a special interest in this kind of mechanical products, and his eyes are shining brightly.

At this point, you will be an empathetic listener, patiently waiting for the child to tell you all about the uniqueness of the finished product.

But if you think that knights are so enthusiastic that they are easy to bully...

That is absolutely wrong.

The shift schedule of the bodyguards was unreasonable, and there would be a short patrol vacancy in the factory area. After Xia Ke completed the finished product for the fourth time, someone in the factory suddenly tried to snatch the finished product while the bodyguards were away.

Just a few minutes.

The bodyguards rushed over immediately after learning about the situation, but the farce has come to an end. They looked at each other and called to report the situation to you.

There was silence when you arrived.

Xia Ke stood alone in the corner of the factory holding the finished product. At his feet lay four adults with sharp weapons stuck in their necks. The pungent blood overflowed from the damaged part of the protective clothing, gurgling continuously.

A few wisps of wet blood were stuck to the face of the blond boy.

There was still a cold smile on the corner of his lips.

Although he was still very short, when he stood among several adults lying on the ground, he suddenly felt a sense of condescension and indifference, and his forest dew-like eyes seemed to be filled with coldness.

He smiled and said, "Get out of the way..."

The clear and crisp voice of the boy was pleasant, and it seemed that there was no malice, but the crowd immediately dispersed, each doing their own thing, exposing you who stood quietly behind.

The knight saw you coming and waved to you.

Not affected by the situation just now, he came over as usual and handed over the finished product to you.

It's just that there were a few more complaints in his mouth today: "A few nasty guys made trouble, and it was accidentally stained with blood."

You lowered your eyes, and sure enough, you saw some red marks on the finished product in the boy's hand.But you took it naturally, then handed him a clean tissue, and spoke under his puzzled eyes.

"You have blood on your face, too."

She raised her finger and pointed to his side face, and said in a warm voice, "Wipe your face."

"Hey, it's actually clean paper, it's rare."

The knight casually sighed indifferently, wiped off the bright red marks on his face, his green eyes were slightly bent, and he couldn't see the ferocity of killing four adults just now.

He even smiles and thanks you: "Haha, thanks a lot."

You handed the finished product to the bodyguard and laughed too: "You're welcome..."

However, two weeks later, on the morning you just came back from the deathmatch, the blond boy unexpectedly did not stay inside the factory, but stood silently waiting for you at the gate with the finished product in his arms.

You vaguely had a bad feeling, and slowly approached him.

"I won't be here anymore."

The knight raised his head, with a rigid smile on his immature face, as if deliberately pulling out an emotionless arc from the corner of his mouth, and those clear green eyes became extremely deep, unable to penetrate the slightest light.

"I don't need medicine anymore."

After speaking, he stuffed the finished product into your arms and turned to leave.

Facing the cold wind blowing from the Gobi Desert, the thin figure gradually walked away from the factory without any hesitation.

Suddenly, you called out to him.

"Hero..."

The boy stopped, turned slightly sideways, and then looked at you calmly, his supposedly dazzling blond hair showing an indescribably dull feeling.

When he said that he didn't need wound medicine, you guessed that there might be something serious wrong with the person he wanted to save, and even the scarce good medicine couldn't save that person's life.

You handed the finished product made by the knight to the bodyguard and asked, "Would you mind letting me have a look? Maybe there is another way."

"..." The scene fell into a brief silence.

Just when you thought the boy might not agree, he turned his head and continued to walk forward, silently acquiescing to your proposal.

What the knight wants to save is his companion, whose left arm is mutilated, and there is a serious wound on the abdomen, the whitened flesh is exposed to the air, the chest does not rise and fall, as if he is so weak that he has almost stopped breathing.

You frowned puzzled.

It stands to reason that the medicine brought back by the knight is effective for this kind of injury.

unless……

The power of thoughts gradually covers your eyes, and you can clearly see a cloud of malicious thoughts wrapped around the wound of the knight companion, which is constantly devouring his vitality, and the latter has very little breath in his body.

"..." You sighed silently, and looked at the knight: "There is a special force absorbing his life force. This force cannot be removed by medicine, and can only be removed by a special doctor."

You said softly: "Meteor Street... there is no such doctor."

The green pupils stared at you for a few seconds, then turned to face his unconscious companion, with a bright smile on his face, but the smile fell short of his eyes: "Actually, I guessed it."

It was obviously not a serious injury, but no medicine worked.

The knight said with a smile: "It seems that there is really no other way."

When you were talking, that evil thought completely devoured the last vitality of your companion, his body rapidly decayed, and his feeble breathing completely stopped.

The knight watched this scene quietly.

But his eyes passed through his companion faintly, as if he was staring at the murderer, and the dark green pupils in the dim light burst out with strong and sharp malice.

You looked sideways at the boy, clearly saw the malice in his eyes, understood that he would kill the murderer himself in the future, looked up and saw the gloomy sky through the big hole in the roof, and asked softly.

"Aren't you going to find a place to bury him?"

The knight shifted his gaze to you, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and there was no emotion in his tone: "What did you say, bury?"

He seemed to hear something strange: "There is no such rule in Meteor Street."

There was a faint smile on the corner of your lips: "Really?"

The dark clouds in the sky piled up together, as if it was going to rain, which is rare for Meteor Street in the Gobi Desert.

"But I believe in the existence of the soul."

You believed it when you buried Margot;

You will believe it even more when you summon it as a spirit beast later.

If there is no soul, how will you meet again?

"I also believe that burial rests a weary soul."

"..." The knight stared at his dead companion without saying a word, his eyes suddenly sank, and his voice dropped suddenly: "I don't believe it."

Only the murderer's blood.

Only then can his companions be truly rested in peace.

"However..." the knight put his companion on his shoulders, "he can indeed have a good sleep now."

It may be a strange thing to dig a pit and bury a dead body in Meteor Street, but everyone passing by will give you a strange look.

After the knight had finished burying his companion's body, the dark clouds that had accumulated for a long time finally fell with light rain. The knight squatted down, and then patted the land in front of him gently.

He lowered his head and stared at the barren and gloomy land, and said jokingly, "Huh? It rained when he died, you made a lot of money."

When the knight stood up, you asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Huh? I don't know about this kind of thing." The young boy turned his head to look at you, with a smile on his face, completely unable to see the haze that he fell into because of the death of his companion before, "Probably it will be the same as before."

"Do you want to continue to come to my factory to help?"

"I don't need medicine now."

"It can be other remuneration." You explained, "Like other working Meteor Street people get living resources or something else, I have pasted the remuneration form on the factory wall, haven't you read it?"

"..." The knight was silent for a few seconds, "I don't understand."

You froze for a moment, wondering: "But when I gave you the transaction regulations, didn't you read them quickly?"

The blond boy smiled and said, "Ah, I put that on."

"..." You pressed your forehead helplessly and laughed: "If I deliberately deceive you with unreasonable regulations, wouldn't your efforts be in vain?"

The knight blinked slyly: "I have my own way."

You squat down, your eyes are at the same level as his: "The knight is very powerful, if you can continue to help me, as a reward, I will teach you that special power, okay?"

The smirk on the blond boy's face faded away.

He looked into your eyes: "Is what you said true?"

"It's true..." you said, "But before that, you must read the book first, otherwise you won't even understand the method of learning strength."

"..."

"How about it, promise?"

The knight said, "With this kind of condition, are you doing charity?"

You were quite surprised and said: "I thought you already knew what kind of person I am when you deliberately approached me to trade with me."

How could there be such a little genius who came across by such a coincidence.

Most of them have been secretly investigating you for a long time before they dare to act.

Sure enough, the boy choked on you: "..."

After a long while, a brighter smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Okay. If you find out, there is nothing you can do - I agree, thank you."

You bent your eyes and smiled, "Let's go, let's go back."

Although you said you wanted him to help in the factory, you didn't actually ask him to do anything.Instead, when he is interested in some materials, help him collect some of them and put them in a specially emptied room.

But he is forced to touch it after finishing his daily studies.

And what you didn't expect is that this guy is obviously very smart, but he would have such a strong resistance to reading books, and he had to stare at him.

Even so, it was quite painful for him to see.

You have never seen such a contradictory person who is absorbing knowledge extremely quickly and at the same time wishing to throw the book far away.

Several days passed like this, and the knight groaned aggrievedly: "Teacher——"

He fell headlong into the books, "I really can't do it anymore, I probably have a deep hatred with these books, we are incompatible!"

You were slightly taken aback when you heard his name.

You didn't expect to hear the title "teacher" from the mouth of the knight, even Ma Qi and Kuroro didn't call you that.

Interesting?You think wistfully.

Xia Ke noticed your hesitation with sharp eyes, and immediately called "teacher" and "teacher" non-stop, and you pressed his shoulder funnyly: "Tomorrow, tomorrow must study hard, you know?"

The knight readily agreed: "Okay, okay..."

More than ten days later, when you brought Ma Qi and Kuroro back, the knight nimbly poked his head out of the room and waved at you: "Teacher——"

However, when he saw Kuroro behind you, his expression changed slightly.

You didn't notice this, and asked casually, "Homework..."

The originally slightly changed expression suddenly changed drastically, and the knight immediately ran away, much faster than in the previous few days of fighting: "I'll go first!"

You are rarely speechless: "..."

Ma Qi stared blankly at the back of the knight slipping away, then turned to stare at Kuroro with a cold gaze: "This is what you mean, if there is no accident, you should have a new companion soon?"

Kurolo: "Hehe..."

You walked across the yard to the room, and found that the two children hadn't followed, and looked back at them strangely: "What's wrong?"

Madge followed quickly, her purple hair bouncing up and down with the running pace, you stared at the girl's bright eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Maggie hasn't called me teacher yet."

The girl froze suddenly: "..."

The cold expression faded away, she stood in front of you, the soles of her shoes rubbed against the ground, her lips pursed slightly, and she whispered, "Teacher..."

You burst out laughing, and suddenly leaned over and hugged her.

"March is so cute."

An exclamation of affection overflowed from your mouth.

From agreeing to teach them to now, this is the first time you have made such an intimate move, the girl's body instantly became as hard as a rock, and then slowly relaxed, she didn't speak, just put her head in the socket of your neck.

You smiled and looked at the black-haired boy walking behind: "Kurolo?"

Then he pointedly said, "March has already said it."

Kuroro's eyes turned, and he accurately caught the knight standing behind the door. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyes fell on you again. Those dark pupils seemed to reflect a little light, but there seemed to be nothing.

"Is that so..."

Dark gray clouds covered the sky, the boy half-closed his eyelids, slightly curled his lips, and smiled casually.

He put one hand in his pocket and bit out a meaningful tone.

"teacher……"