"Click"

As the sound of the door being opened came out, what caught Clow's eyes was a fat man with a decadent look but a clear-eyed look.

He raised his hand and leaned against the door frame. Crow still had a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes were very serious.

"George, I heard you have thought it through?"

"yes."

George sighed long, "I don't want the world to be destroyed. Although there are many ugly places in this world, there are countless beautiful things waiting for me to experience."

“Ha~”

Clow chuckled relievedly, "For example...Montbrown Cake?"

“Haha~”

George finally laughed, his decadence seemed to be wiped out. "Of course, this is one of many reasons, including mousse cake, puffs, chocolate cake, pineapple bread, cheesecake..."

"Stop and stop!"

Clow couldn't help but reach out to stop George's mumbling "I already know your obsession with sweets, so..."

Speaking of this, Clow corrected his face, "Are you sure you want to join us?"

"Well." George nodded firmly. "Although I'm sorry to the director of the workshop, my philosophy is indeed different. I believe that if Senior Franz is still here, he will definitely make the same choice as me."

Franz Rugman, even among the goblins, has a name for himself as a genius, and George has admired him very much since he was a child.

When he learned that he had the opportunity to become a fellow student with Franz, he didn't think about it at all and nodded without saying a word and agreed.

But he never expected that the situation would evolve step by step to this point today.

Clow sat next to George and patted his shoulder. "It's good to be lost, but next, we need you to stay in the Black Workshop."

George showed no unexpected expression on his face, and he smiled faintly, "Are you planning to make me a double-faced spy?"

"That's right."

Clow said seriously, "First of all, Reinhardt's request...or request."

"You should know what the OZ series really means, right? Is there a way to change their destiny?"

George's fat body shook slightly, and then he shook his head in frustration, "Sorry, I'm afraid the director of the workshop can't find a solution to this problem."

George looked at Clow with some hesitation, "I don't know if Reinhardt has told you that in short, if you want to kill the filthy earth holy beast, you must use the final sword made of the OZ series of artificial humans."

"They are the ultimate concept weapons that have been spent several generations on the workhouse to perfect. They can connect the tactical shell when they are born, and the existence of half-human and half-weapons."

George sighed and said, "Their meaning of existence is to kill the holy beasts. If they follow the scheduled script, after the Black Star Cup is opened, the earth holy beasts that have absorbed most of the curses will be awakened."

"If no one could kill this awakened filthy holy beast, it might leave the scope of the Black Star Cup and enter the regular space, and then..."

George shook his head, "You know the consequences without me telling me. All the weapons in the mortal world can only be injured and cannot kill the goddess's holy beast from a fundamental level."

"Only the sword of the roots that took hundreds of years to unveil from the records of the Black History Book."

Clow scratched his head unwillingly, "Is there really no way? Does Miliam and Yartina have to sacrifice one?"

George frowned and thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty, "Maybe... no, the risk is too great, but..."

Under Clow's confusing gaze, George, with a very entangled expression, finally sorted out the language.

"Maybe, just maybe, there is a way to avoid the deaths of black and white rabbits."

"I once heard from the director of the workshop that he once tried to make a final sword with the same principle with different materials and techniques. Perhaps it can have the same effect as the sword refined from the OZ series, but..."

"But what?" Crow asked hurriedly, "Don't keep it aside, just say it."

George smiled bitterly and said, "That sword is in the hands of the prime minister."

"Forehead……"

...

"A sword of the end with different principles?"

After hearing Clow's revelation, Ryan frowned, "Since there are other ways to refine the Sword of the End, why do you still design an anti-human artificial human like the OZ series?"

Clow spread his hands and said, "Because of the so-called end sword with different principles, the whole world can only make one because of the raw materials, and it seems that the effect is different. There is no guarantee that the holy beast will be killed."

"Um……"

Ryan lowered his head and thought for a while "I got it, let George pay close attention to the situation of the Sword of the End."

After George promised to become a double-faced spy, he quickly took back the teleportation device that had been dropped from Clow.

After leaving the barrier of the city hall, he immediately launched the teleportation and returned to the Black Workshop.

He was missing for several days and although he was still in contact with Alberic, the suspicious goblin leader had already begun to have some doubts, and George must dispel his doubts as soon as possible.

Clow's trip to Libert was very smooth, or should have said it exceeded expectations.

Not only did he get personal reception from Queen Alicea II in Liber, but he also met a Ryan's acquaintance in the Republic's Embassy in Liber.

He habitually pointed the table with his fingers. Ryan pondered for a while before looking up and said to Clow, "Thank you for your hard work this time. Not only did he exceed the task, but he also helped convince George."

"Next, I hope you will go to Ardante, the capital of Remifilia. The content of the mission remains unchanged, and you should know what to do."

"All right."

Clow shrugged and said, "Anyway, I just treat it as a travel. Do I have a mission time limit?"

"Is the time limit..."

Ryan crossed his hands on the desk, lowered his eyes and calculated the time.

"The time limit is Midsummer Day in the Imperial Capital, it should be sufficient, right?"

"no problem."

Clow said carelessly, "In more than half a month, I should still find an opportunity to buy some specialties from the craftsman capital Rodin to transport them back."

...

"Huh~"

After Clow left, Ryan leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and rested for a while.

"Rekenhou, all the guide equipment of the Laufi have been installed? Can it be officially listed next month?"

“It should be no problem.”

Marquis Recon said in an old-fashioned manner, "The rest of the Kagandus-class air fortresses have also completed the final preparations for entry, but the Prime Minister does not seem to have planned to do anything to the four warships controlled by the Noble Alliance."

"This is strange."

Ryan said in confusion, "Since he has made a gesture of wanting to swallow Kalwald and even the entire world, the combat power of the leading army is also essential. Why hasn't he done anything until today?"

"I don't know." Marquis Recon frowned and said, "but we can't be careless at all. Maybe the Prime Minister has already prepared and just waited for a certain right time to start."
Chapter completed!