Looking at the red and black color scheme in front of him, his body dotted with star-like musical notes, and his visor with the "zzz" logo inlaid around his eyes, an old groove stuck in his throat.
This thing can't be said to be ugly, at least it can be said to be ugly and distinctive. However, looking at it, it always feels very handsome. He forcibly used clown potion to suppress his expression. Klein took advantage of his
My aesthetics had not yet been strengthened (tongjiazi), so I immediately asked——
"What's this?"
"Based on the production method of [Fashion] and the information in the documents you brought, I improved the new type of costume. According to the ancestors, this is called Kamen Rider. It can make special chucks with extraordinary characteristics from different ways.
, after being equipped, you can gain the ability of the corresponding path. When this armor is destroyed, it can also neutralize a fatal attack. It has many advantages, but also obvious disadvantages. For example, you cannot use other extraordinary items when wearing it. I am considering developing a hybrid card.
The board...but I don’t have the shepherd characteristics suitable for the base board.”
Snow tried to move his body. Although it looked like a leather jacket, it did not hinder his athletic ability. Even for a Sequence Three person, he still had a certain degree of physical enhancement.
Of course, when it comes to sequence three, no one can rely on physical strength to fight (right warrior, right?).
Klein really wanted to give me one, but considering that his main combat power is currently on the crawling hunger, he gave up the idea.
Snow did not promote this too much. The Kamen Rider Belt is just a semi-finished product and has no plans to commercialize it yet.
He pushed the button on the side of the belt with one hand, and as the belt made a mechanical sound, Snow also reminded:
"You stay away a little bit."
"Ah, oh." Klein nodded obediently, and then shrank to the corner. In his sight, the phantoms of musical notes separated from the surface of the armor, concentrated on his right hand, and pressed it on the blood.
On the forehead of the Admiral's Marionette.
The faint sound flowing from his ears made Klein feel a subtle sense of sadness for a moment. It was difficult for him to be sure whether the sadness was because the marionette was about to break down, or because of the scattered notes.
"Okay." The flowing notes slowly calmed down. Snow patted his belt, and his ugly and handsome armor disappeared. He took off the chuck and belt and stuffed them into the alien space.
When Klein heard this, he immediately controlled Senior to walk back to him. At this time, Senior looked more like a dead person than before, with a pale face, cold breath, and an obvious eerie feeling.
This feeling was almost exactly the same as that of the internal guards. Klein quickly realized the nature of the situation, immediately put away Senor, nodded to Snow and said:
"Thank you for your help, what do I need to pay for it?"
"Didn't you also help me find Miss Tinichole for help?" Snow waved his hand. He knew very well that Mr. Ke didn't have much funds left at this time. If he spent more money, he might lose control.
He wasn't interested in money anyway, so asking Klein for money was just to see him look like he was clearly distressed but had to pay for it.
Klein was obviously very happy about not having to pay, but he didn't show it. He just thanked him again and prepared to leave.
Just when he was about to turn around, he heard Snow say:
"It's not suitable for me to stay in Backlund right now. I need to leave for a while. If you need any information, you can take this and go to the East District to find enthusiastic people for help."
Klein took the cardboard handed over by Snow, which had a mark left by a ring seal on the sealing paint.
He glanced at the "crown" ring Mr. Snow wore on his hand and nodded slightly.
…
After Klein left, Snow sorted out his Deathwing-like appearance. Although he looked a bit sinister, he was actually quite handsome in line with his appearance.
Well, he is as handsome as the final boss in the game.
In addition, the curse originating from Zhenzao has a certain degree of spread, and the sense of oppression is quite sufficient.
However, this is not actually a problem.
"Referring to a deer as a horse."
With the gentle swiping of his palm, the cracks on Snow's body also disappeared. Of course, this was just a visual disappearance.
After looking in the mirror twice, Snow nodded with satisfaction and shouted into the room:
"Lily, I'm going on a long trip, will you go..."
Before he finished speaking, a flash of black light suddenly flashed, and the disheveled Lily rushed out of the room almost instantly. Snow looked at her like this, sighed helplessly, turned to look at Elaine and said:
"Help her take care of it. We may have to stay out for a few months during this trip. Prepare the things you need."
"Can you at least tell me where you are going?" Elaine frowned slightly and said helplessly.
"Your hometown."
"Intis? Now?" Elaine stared and looked at Snow in disbelief, "Even from the news in the newspaper, I know that Intis is about to go to war. Can we go by now?"
"Well, let's see if we can get some bargains. Of course, if you can find someone to help you pay off your debt, I won't be able to let you go home." Snow spread his hands indifferently, but Elaine looked at him suspiciously.
He finally chose to give up.
Because she found that she didn't seem to yearn for freedom that much.
This is not a psychological problem such as Stockholm Syndrome, but after she has undergone professional maid training including war literacy, political literacy and various elite educations, she has a fairly clear understanding of the world's form, and then he
Realize that now is not a good time to pursue freedom.
The countries in the Northern Continent are now at the critical point of war. No matter where she goes, she has to face the cloud of war.
The problems in the southern continent are even more serious. The conflict between the aboriginal people and the colonists is already quite fierce. Various cults and evil gods are at war with each other. In the past, little people like her had no choice but to carry coffins if they didn't want to be cannon fodder.
A person with strength can live well wherever he goes, but she happens to be the type who has no real realm but no actual combat experience. In a real fight, an ordinary soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles may kill her.
Isn’t that just being a housekeeper?
In Intis, the second son of an earl would rush to work as a butler in the duke’s family!
