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"White mist fills the air, blizzard covers the mountain tops"

"The cold wind blows in the empty wilderness"

"The sky is clear and the scenery in the distance is invisible"

"You should know that He is right here."

"My children who are still struggling in despair, stay away from the endless wasteland in the north, where even time has disappeared."

"My short-lived children blessed by me, do not come near the residence of the Blue King. The snowy plains he rules are lifeless."

"Loneliness sings loudly, showing his desolate country"

"The wind and snow are dancing in the sky, just like the king is alone."

"My beloved children, do not leave my arms, and do not get close to the evil god who represents destruction!"

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Little boys always have some secrets, just like secretly digging a small path leading to other places in their garden at the turn of spring and summer.

When the warm wind from the Sunian Sea passed through many obstacles and finally came to Trier, summer had already begun for more than a month. This is the most comfortable season of the year except early autumn. Intis's

The social season is about to begin, the nobles put on relatively light spring clothes, and all kinds of precious seafood, fruits and vegetables are about to appear on their tables.

——Of course, these are nothing to Traynor. Others think fresh fruits and cooked food are delicious, but he can taste all kinds of delicious fruit cakes, yogurt, and magical food from his father’s hands.

Drinks and delicious food, even Uncle Gustav, the current celebrity, comes to eat at the back door every now and then.

With the cakes and snacks his father made for him, he quickly established a relationship with his new friend, the second son of Uncle Gustav's family.

After all, Ciel was different. Having an excellent sister always made people more stressed. Even though Ciel didn't take the initiative to say it, Traynor could still feel a lot of fatigue and helplessness from his words and deeds - "I'm just not as good as my sister.

What can I do?" - And he was the only child in the family. He inherited his mother's liveliness and cheerfulness, but he also had to complete the boring royal homework every day on time. The two children quickly became familiar with each other.

The mysterious route Traynor used to sneak out of the house was in this order: passing through the narrow bushes → squeezing through the gap between the railings → climbing up the largest oak tree in the garden and reaching the roof of the greenhouse through its thick branches → along the

Wearing decorations, he climbed down from the wall and met Ciel at the appointed place.

This is a very physically demanding thing, but as Traynor is a natural hunter, it is not too difficult.

This route is only suitable for a child who has just passed his eighth birthday, but it can be seen that it will probably be abandoned in another year or two.

Traynor put the small cloth bag with biscuits in his arms and climbed over the grass and fence with his hands and feet. At the top of the oak tree trunk, he saw a tabby cat staying there for a long time, its amber eyes looking straight.

Goudi looked at him. That was his acquaintance, or familiar cat, the demon driven by his father, his playmate, and his future messenger.

"Don't tell dad, okay?" Traynor felt a little guilty, "I'll treat you to fresh sashimi later."

The tabby cat tilted its head and looked at him for a while, then turned and looked away, as if it didn't want to care. Traynor always felt that there was a meaning in his eyes that he didn't quite understand but seemed to dislike him.

But he can't control so much anymore, Charles is still waiting for him! Charles' mother always controls him very tightly. It's not easy to sneak out for a trip. If you can't go back on time, you will be criticized.

All adults don’t want their children to run around outside, but the children always regard sneaking into the outside world as a great adventure. Trainor jumped along the thick and reliable branches to the roof of the greenhouse, and only made a sound

There was a sound of a small stone falling to the ground. The roof was half brick and half beautiful glass. It had rained at night, and there was a crisp green leaf left in the dark gray sink. The maids in the flower room were taking care of various flowers. They will be in the future.

Can be found in vases throughout the mansion.

It is a warm afternoon now, and the air is filled with a heavy sense of sleepiness. There is not something busy in the greenhouse every day. The young and skillful maids are chatting quietly and laughing softly while doing their work.

The biscuits in his arms were still warm, exuding an alluring aroma of caramel. Trey walked across the roof lightly and quickly without making a sound. He quickly came to the wall and followed every protrusion on the wall in his memory.

He quickly climbed down from the stone brick position, like a dexterous squirrel. He was so proud of the success of this adventure that he didn't notice that his next foothold had climbed up a short section of ivy at some point——

"Eh?!"

Bang! Bang!

"Oh!"

Of course, a hunter wouldn't be hurt if he fell from a height of two to three meters. Traynor subconsciously took protective action, but ended up colliding with a child below who was trying to catch him. The two together were less than twenty

The 6-year-old child was knocked to pieces and rolled away from the wall.

"It hurts! You - why are you here? Oh, didn't I ask you to wait for me at the corner?"

After a period of dizziness, Traynor suddenly jumped up from the ground. The good news is, thanks to his mother’s special hunter training, except for a little pain in his back, there are no skin injuries! The bad news is: his back and sleeves are dirty.

The dust on the ground will definitely be discovered when we go back now!

"I, I want to help you, I see you fell."

Charles touched his painful elbow, his expression a little aggrieved. As a generalist, he didn't have much memory of pain. Even if the tutor's test scores were not satisfactory, his mother would just sigh and comfort and advise him.

sentence, and then patted his palm a few times gently.

This small movement attracted the attention of the maids in the greenhouse. Traynor keenly heard the sound of the sliding glass door on the balcony on the second floor. He quickly pulled up Charles and leaned against the wall with his waist high.

They trotted all the way in the blind spot of their vision, and ran to the secret base they always made appointments - an abandoned cabin in the outer corner of the manor.

"I brought you milk biscuits and cheese cake. Dad didn't make the Oreos you wanted to eat today."

Traynor couldn't wait to take out the small cloth bag and unfold it on the small square table with one leg lame. The royal family members and the children of the most powerful upstarts sat on the floor. Amidst the sweet smell of milk and cake, Charles swallowed

Swallowing, he took out a handful of parts from his pocket.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I remember how to assemble it..."

The little general murmured to himself, and took a bunch of brass-colored and silver-white parts that were so finely broken that Trena was dazzled by them. He grabbed them into fleshy hands and assembled them with concentration. After a while, it was like magic.

Like rubbing out a delicate model from the palm of his hand. The main body of the model is silver-white, with an open-air driving seat, a golden front end, and a propeller. Traynor recognized this because it was from his grandmother's arsenal.

There are such components on airships! Long thick metal sheets extend from both sides of the oval body, and there are brackets with rollers underneath.

"It's so beautiful!" The little hunter sincerely admired this exquisite craftsmanship. The small model was cold to the touch, and the surface had a comfortable matte texture. You didn't need to think about it to know who made it, "But what is this?"

"Well... it's called an airplane, and it was named after my father. This word, like airships and steam engines, was also invented by my father."

Charles picked up a piece of cheese cake, looked at its size, and wanted to eat it in three bites in a reserved manner, but thinking that he was in front of his good friends, he simply opened his mouth wide and stuffed it all into his mouth at once: "Dad said,

Introducing what he was thinking of - a new type of (chewing) weapon, piloted by one person, more flexible and maneuverable than an airship, can be equipped with a steam machine gun, and burn an energy source to provide power." He finally put this piece of cheese cake.

After swallowing it, he stretched out his hand to the milk cookie, "Dad said that it has been designed. As long as a suitable energy source is found, it can be put into production and test flight immediately. If successful, it will be able to shine in the war in the future. Maybe even

If we can take advantage of this trend and develop a special manned aircraft for travel, it will fly from the sky faster than a steamship."

"You craftsmen are so amazing. You always have so many wonderful ideas and you can put them into reality." Traynor's eyes sparkled when he heard about the war. Intis has been developing rapidly in recent years.

The whole country is filled with the idea of ​​fanatically following the Sons of Steam and eager to expand their territory. Traynor, who is a member of a royal family and a family of hunters, was born in this environment, so he is naturally interested in the road to glory that he is destined to embark on.

Feeling very much anticipated.

"Dad is the most powerful craftsman."

Speaking of this, Charles was a little proud, but soon became depressed and muttered in a low voice: "...Oh, why am I my father's son? My sister is so outstanding. Everyone says she is beautiful and smart, and is more beautiful than me.

I am suitable to inherit my father's title. My mother said that my sister could write and read fluently when she was as old as me, but now I can't write well... I want to be an excellent craftsman, but my father is the best in this era.

A great craftsman, I am destined not to be as good as dad."

Traynor's eyebrows knitted.

This friend of mine is good at everything. He can do handicrafts and can make beautiful corollas from a few branches and flower vines. He is quiet and gentle. Unlike his other cousins, they all have a fight first to bond with each other when they meet, or

Those annoying people who are so proud that they wish they had two eyes on their chins to look at people - they don't dare to say anything in front of their father, but when they bully themselves, they have the same hatred - I'm going too far, Ciel's problem is that he doesn't know when.

He will suddenly start to feel sorry for himself, give up on himself, then give up thinking, and squat in a small corner muttering to himself.

"...Of course, after all, there is only one genius like Uncle Gustav who has appeared in the Fifth Age so far!"

Traynor couldn't help but defend his friend. Seeing that Charles wanted to speak, he immediately grabbed two biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth, and continued to express his opinion: "It is true that Gusta was the only one who invented the steam engine.

Uncle Husband! He is the only son of steam! But were all the props we have today invented by him?!"

"Isn't it..."

"Don't interrupt me!" The hunter raised his voice and slapped the table hard, "Did Uncle Gustave invent this?"

"no……"

"What about this?" Traynor patted the carpet where he was sitting.

"No."

"Isn't that right? Not everything was invented by my uncle. Before my uncle was born, other craftsmen had been making living props!" Probably the royal family has the gift of speech passed down by blood, Traynor said generously.

I was moved by the lyrics, "Don't the efforts of other craftsmen count? Before Uncle Gustav was born, they were the ones who were transforming the world! You will also be a craftsman in the future! Charles

, no matter you are powerful or not, you are one of the transformers of the world!"

Charles's eyes became brighter and brighter. He suddenly lowered his head and wiped his eyes so fast that Traynor almost didn't see clearly.

"I, I understand." Charles choked up for some reason, "I will work hard to become an excellent craftsman! I will do what I can to help others, and follow the church and God down-to-earth."

"Isn't that right?" Traynor was extremely pleased. He felt his throat was a little dry and began to think about what to drink when he got back.

Seeing his friend sitting back and carefully putting away the airplane model, Charles rolled his eyes and whispered: "Lately, dad always goes to your house through the back door. Has he talked about anything with Uncle Edward?"

Traynor thought thoughtfully: "I don't know, usually mother and father go to entertain Uncle Gustav, and I took this opportunity to sneak out and play, just like now." When he reacted, his expression suddenly became a little a little bit...

Fiercely, he shouted in a low voice, "Char! Did your sister ask you to ask?!"
To be continued...