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Chapter 349 Catch them all in one fell swoop

"Hello, distinguished guests from afar, inventors, and mechanics.

I, Nicolas Somilian, am honored to be here today to share with you my...

No, no, that's too humble. Andrew said that I represent the Mosesad royal family today, and Rodwell Company also needs me to make a name for myself. I have to show... my own style."

In the corridor of the expo lounge, Nicholas was pacing alone by the window, muttering to himself. He would go on stage in twenty minutes, but he had not yet decided what style of speech he would use.

“Try to relax a little, relax a little…

What does steam machinery mean to Moses Sadeh and the world as a whole?
Some people might say, efficiency! The smoke coming out of the factory chimneys means... greater efficiency and greater profits.

Some people might say, convenient! When I was a kid, about seven or eight years old.

Every time the sun sets, the family has to go to bed after a quick dinner, but now let’s go to Covent Garden at midnight, where there are bright lights and nightlife…

What? The gentleman asked me what Covent Garden was. I advise you to go there tonight, but you have to keep the beautiful lady beside you in your heart.

But I would say, explore! Every steam invention that comes out..."

The few small pieces of paper that had been prepared were soaked with sweat in Nicholas' hands, and the dark blue pen writing on them was a little blurred. Nicholas closed his eyes, held onto the window frame, and took two deep breaths.

Footsteps came from the other end of the corridor. Nicholas subconsciously turned his head and saw Liu Yonglu walking around the corner with two bags of garbage in his hands.

"Have you eaten yet, Mr. Nicola?"

Liu Yonglu greeted them with a grin. Just now, the people from Shi Weitian were having a meal in the lounge, and they had eaten most of the food Xia Ni brought.

"I've eaten... I've eaten... Mr. Richie, have you made any progress on the task I asked you to do?"

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Liu Yonglu was sucking his teeth. He did find Alva. The reason why he hadn't met Nikola in recent days was because he was worried that the news about Alva would affect Nikola's mood.

Besides, this matter... was quite complicated, and he was a little speechless.

What do you say? I found your son. He is out there doing evil things and has killed several people. I am going to arrest him and sentence him in a few days. After that, Nicholas should not have another heart attack, because Prince Andrew will definitely not let me off.

So he had been avoiding Nicholas, but he didn't expect to meet him here today.

"Mr. Rich, do you have any news about Alva?!"

It was not known whether Nicholas really saw something from Liu Yonglu's face or was just too concerned, but with strong anticipation, he took two quick steps and put his hand on Liu Yonglu's shoulder.

"There is indeed news, and I have seen it."

Seeing Nicholas's anxious look, Liu Yonglu couldn't bear to lie to him. He bent down and put the two bags of garbage on the ground, then took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it:

"But Mr. Nicholas, you are about to give a speech. I will talk to you after the speech."

"No! How is Alva now!"

After he finished speaking, Nicholas realized that his tone was a bit harsh, so he quickly changed his words and asked:
"Mr. Rich, Alva has been away from home for seven or eight years. I have no news from him. Can you at least tell me how he is doing? Is he in good health? Has he... started a family? Where is he now? Is he in Moses Sad?"

Nicholas' rapid-fire questions confused Liu Yonglu. He took a deep puff of cigarette and wondered where to start.

“He’s in Moses Sadeh, and as far as I know, he’s probably not married.

As for my health… I used to be pretty strong, but I haven’t been feeling well lately. I have a stomachache and my mind isn’t very clear. But don’t worry, I won’t die. Counting the days, I should be well again today.”

Nicholas opened his mouth, but he was confused by what Liu Yonglu said.

But from what Richie said... it seems that he has met Alva, but why didn't he bring Alva here after the meeting, or just ask for his phone number and give it to him?

Countless thoughts surged in Nicholas' mind at once. Was Alva still hating him for not wanting to see him? Or was he doing something important that made it difficult for him to leave? Or was it that... Alva was no longer in this world, and Ricky was just worried about his mental state, piecing together other people's information to calm himself down first?

The hand that was originally on Liu Yonglu's shoulder loosened, and Nicholas held onto the wall beside the corridor.

"Alva is fine, don't get excited."

Liu Yonglu realized that he had no choice but to tell the truth, so he suddenly slapped his head and took out a necklace from his coat pocket and handed it to Nicholas:
"Alva asked me to bring this to you. He said he had some work to do and would come to see you when he was done."

Nicholas took the necklace and took out a brass toy of a clockwork puppy from his pocket. The toy was not big and the brass shell was a little black.

Nicholas inserted the spring key on the necklace into the side of the puppy. He turned the spring, round and round, and the puppy was placed on the windowsill. It took a few steps forward in a funny way and then fell to the side.

The lying puppy continued to swing its four legs until the gears inside had finished turning and stopped completely.

"Thank you, Mr. Richie. I feel relieved and relieved knowing that Alva is safe."

Liu Yonglu patted Nicholas on the shoulder and considered his words:
"Don't worry, you and your son will definitely meet one day. Hmm...what about Alva..."

Liu Yonglu exhaled the last puff of smoke, still not knowing what to say. He was not Hendrick's wife or child, so he had no right to forgive Alva, and he didn't want to forgive Alva either. But if he explained everything to Nicholas, he would probably not be able to bear it:
"Please prepare for the press conference later. I will bring him to see you after it's over."

"Okay, I already know what to say later."

……

Inside the meeting hall, Wordsworth sat on a chair and looked at Alva who had stood up. The other's eyes were calm and dull, without any of his usual arrogance and sharpness.

"Father God, this... is it really okay? When we step into the Lost Sea later, we will still need Alva to help us maintain the operating machinery. It won't be too late to transform him after we get the Horn of the Abyss."

"madness."

Francis shook his head. Wordsworth's talent obviously disappointed him, but Francis didn't care whether his servants were smart or not.

It doesn’t matter whether you are a preacher on earth or a puppet, the final decision is still made by yourself.

He found a booklet from a box under the table and handed it to Alva, who just took it mechanically.

"Do you think the time-space rain on the Lost Sea is a problem?"

Francis asked Wordsworth with a sneer.

"Of course, Father God, we have been planning this for nearly ten years. You have also read the navigation reports of the captains of Mosesad. No ship can travel through the time and space rain..."

"It was just a bunch of ragtag things made of planks and rivets, and the people on board were just ordinary people, with a few mystics who knew a little bit about it at most.

And you, Wordsworth, will follow my dream and step directly into that sea full of expectations. "

Wordsworth seemed to be a little confused about what the Father meant, and all his efforts in the past six months had been to assassinate Nicholas and get his invention.

But if he possesses such great power as God the Father said, then what on earth am I doing?

"Wordsworth, whether or not Nicholas invented something is not important to me, but these..."

Francis patted Wordsworth on the shoulder, chuckled, and pointed at the busy inventors and mechanics in front of him:

"It's important to me that these annoying maggots don't get their hands on Nicola's invention."

Wordsworth suddenly realized that God the Father did not want to "obtain" but to "destroy".

"Of course, in the original plan, I didn't completely give up your idea. I got the invention, let Alva operate it, and formed my own fleet. The cabin was densely packed with my cute little puppets.

This plan is actually very good and can provide us with a lot of convenience.

But now, you know what you have done, so I can only settle for the next best thing."

Francis' words made Wordsworth feel ashamed, and at the same time, he felt infinite respect and admiration for God the Father.

I am already the Father God's preacher on earth. In the near future, I will personally find the secret treasure in the Lost Sea and present it to the Father God.

"But... why did you manipulate Alva? He has been a member for quite some time. Even if you assign him to do something, he will obey you obediently."

"Really? Do you think he's that reliable?"

Wordsworth was shocked. Is there something wrong with Alva? He had never thought of this possibility. Although Alva's transaction with the Saint's Sect a few days ago was a little strange, the injury was real.

Or has he been harboring evil intentions for a long time... Wordsworth broke out in a cold sweat at the thought.

“Hahaha, I’m just saying it, but whether he is one of us or not is not that important, right?

Just like I said, in the future, there will be only two of us who will step into the Lost Sea. Since he is a burden, why not let him work for us without any worries? Isn't that great?"

"But... Father God, I don't quite understand the mission you gave Alva..."

"Don't understand? You'll know in a moment. This is another reason why I completely transformed him. What he's going to do is quite dangerous. People with weak wills may not be able to bear it."

Francis took the pamphlet from Alva and handed it to Wordsworth.

"The song of the Hyades is unheard, the king's rags flutter in the wind, the song dies silently there, in the dark Carcosa..."

What comes into view is the mantra chant calling the Emerald Dervish.

"Father God, are you preparing to..."

"When dealing with mortals, all I need to do is destroy Nicholas' invention, and as for gods... I only have one chance, so I must catch them all in one fell swoop."

Francis smiled and looked up at the sky above his head.

(End of this chapter)