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848. Iron smelters love to drink milk. Steel smelters are short copper smelters.

"...Little Keith, don't you even know the situation of the [Twilight Race]?"

Irisviel asked keenly, because when the middle-aged nun was telling the information, she clearly saw a strange change in Xingke's expression.

"No, in terms of whether we know or don't know, we still know, but it's not the kind of knowledge you imagine. At the same time, it can also be said that we don't know at all... Are you right? Illya?"

Xing Ke made a somewhat tangled way of blaming the blame.

"Yes, yes. I even know their headquarters [Roanapur]. Who hasn't watched "Bla" and "GANGSTA."

They are all masterpieces." Illya nodded confidently.

"Illya, which version are you watching? Is Levi a boy or a girl?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Geese? Isn't Levi the hero?"

"What about Locke? The heroine?"

"No, he is also the leading actor."

"Okay, I understand, the versions we see are different..."

Xing Ke nodded clearly, Illya blinked, and suddenly realized that the two "children" who grew up together in England confirmed each other's eyes and smiled at each other knowingly.

However, they forgot about the Emiya couple who were watching dumbly. This may be the legendary generation gap between ages...

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The Twilight Race - During this world's calm war period, a group of people appeared in the central and eastern parts of the Asian continent. Due to the transformation of drugs, they have superior combat and mobility abilities, and not only their dynamic vision and reaction abilities have also been improved,

Even the ability to recover from injuries is much stronger than that of ordinary humans.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is [Superman].

However, of course, such ability comes at a price. Short lifespan and rapid aging are only superficial costs. What really makes this group become victims of war. Until now, this era has never been able to escape the shadow of war and can only become inferior.

The reason for the hound mercenary is [drug dependence].

If the product of drug modification [Twilight Race] wants to live forever and maintain its superior physical fitness, it must continue to take a certain drug. And this drug dependence can be inherited through blood relationships.

"Originally, it was like debugging flaws to allow ordinary people to control these [super soldiers]. It was just like what those big bosses in the old days who sat behind the safety and sang and danced and commanded blindly liked to do, but it can be inherited.

Drug dependence is something that has been done extremely well." Xingke sighed while looking for the center of the village.

"Drugs that can change the functions of the human body - let alone wizards and children of destiny, it is impossible for ordinary people to make them at home with a rice cooker, so it is necessary to rely on the superiors to produce one-stop production resources from raw materials to chemical laboratories.

It's necessary." Illya cast a spell to stabilize the strength of the ground, and then Xingke said.

"Then what will happen to the [Twilight Race] who are originally slaves to drugs and cannot change the world even if they have super strong combat abilities?"

Gradually dyed golden:

"They will be enslaved by the upper class for generations and live forever in the dark side of society. In their short lifespan, they will use their strong bodies to do anything for the upper class——

[Build a tower to rule and imprison! This is all for the continuation of your life!~]"

As the sound of the stars fell, a holy tower rose from the ground. The white tower was covered with black lines, and the whole body was filled with a strange sense of mystery.

Xingke looked up at his masterpiece, put his hands on his hips with great satisfaction, and said:

"Well, very good, this is where we will live for the next two months or so."

"When it comes to how we will use the shortest possible time to relieve the people of this place from their addiction to smoking, apart from letting you, teacher, directly intervene in their brains and souls, other physical means are almost the same as controlling and enslaving them.

Things... So, teacher, did you build a high tower?" Emiya Kiritsugu looked speechless, not knowing what kind of comment he should make about his speculation.

You know, he just heard that Xingke was going to build a temporary place to live.

"Yes, when we talk about slavery, we think of the power of terror. The symbol of power is the tower. In addition, in the minds of the indigenous people, we are like [devils]. So, the villain should look like a villain.

Of course living in a high tower is standard."

Like the monsters in dungeons and the devils in castles, those in towers are generally wizards who treat people like livestock.

As for wizards and witches from Xingke, Illya and the others are very orthodox tower residents.

Then, Xingke said matter-of-factly:

"And aren't we going to have to face a group of warriors who come to challenge us? How could we not build a high tower and let them climb the stairs?"

Yes, they have decided to start a war with the black forces who have a large number of Twilight race thugs under them.

The reason is that Xingke and the others had a small misunderstanding - the beautiful poppy flowers grown on this land are actually all modified with special varieties. Although they are still poisonous, or even more poisonous, they are still poisonous.

But it has one more function than ordinary poppy flowers - supporting the daily consumption of the exclusive medicine of the [Twilight Race].

This time the misunderstanding was huge. What I originally thought was some greedy drug dealers who could get away with just a few tons of gold, now suddenly turned into a group of super mercenaries who burned more than ten acres of marching rations.

According to what the old nun said, the actual controller of this place happens to be the one with the hottest temper among the three major forces in Roanapura. Originally, a raw material origin with such a special status would always be the same even in conflicts of forces.

Don't touch it, this is the unspoken rule of this area.

This is the so-called "Dragon's Reverse Scale".

However, who would have thought that Emiya Kiritsugu was a bastard outsider.

"By the way, I've known for a long time that all the characters in the Black Lagoon comic are incredibly powerful, and the author has no explanation." Thinking of this, Xing Ke couldn't help but complain.

"Then you think now - [Black Street] has been settled into an area of ​​Roanapura city, [Convenience House] and [Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce] are both employment organizations established by similar dusk race - like this

Is it reasonable?" Illya expressed her inability to complain.
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