Cyberzaun, Machinarium

"I think simply describing it as not going well is a little inadequate. To be honest, if I could, I'd like to complain about the security in this area." Enoch handed Garen a beer, somewhat dissatisfied with his understatement.

A few days had passed since the incident. After the attack, Enoch and his companions were resting in a nearby village. They could not wait to enjoy the hot water, delicious food and soft beds.

After all, after suffering such a misfortune, basically no one has the heart to travel.

Enoch was worried that the girl might be upset, so he hired some locals to go to Miyin City and get a lot of scented candles. During the time when he was just abandoned by Baobao, Enoch had thought of many ways, and these things helped a lot.

Fortunately, Jinx recovered quickly, and except for the fact that she had to hug Enoch, the quality of her rest was pretty good.

Before everyone could recover, Garen ran out with a small group of his own soldiers to greet the team, or to be more accurate... to greet Lux.

After all, he found the hotel where the tour group was staying as soon as he arrived in the town, and he banged on Lux's door. It was not until the female voice inside objected sharply that he stopped in anger and returned to the lobby to greet Enoch and the others.

To be honest, Enoch was really surprised that Garen didn't try to find a way to break in. After all, everyone could see how anxious he was.

"Don't worry, your sister isn't injured, she just got a little frightened, and she seems to have recovered well. Yesterday she even took Jinx to the town's market and wandered around for most of the day... God knows what good things there are in a market like this that's so attractive."

Raising his glass, Enoch drank the last bit of wine in the glass, stood up with satisfaction, and rubbed his shoulders.

So, can you give me a little insight into what the prince wants? To be honest, I'm already thinking about leaving here and returning to Zaun.

Garen nodded and said, "His Highness Jarvan has also heard about what happened here. He is also very angry. He is now leading a team to look for the traces of the dark wizard. He will not be able to see you for a while."

Garen dug into his armor and took out a wax-sealed parchment scroll. "The prince asked me to give this to you. See if the requirements on it can be met. He doesn't care what the other nobles think. He wants to build a team of his own."

"Excuse me." Enoch opened the wax-sealed badge, skipped the long paragraph of speech and most of the polite words, and looked at the equipment requirements at the end of the page.

"Your Highness, are you looking down on me? Such a small amount of stuff can be dealt with by asking Benso. The equipment inside lacks a little imagination." Enoch was a little dissatisfied. This didn't seem to be the limit required by the Royal Guards.

"This is a test troop, the only team in Demacia equipped with power armor. The prince himself has to bear a lot of pressure. You have to come up with something that can convince the nobles, so that the prince can promote it."

Galen smashed his empty glass on the counter and gestured to the counter. The bartender's daughter immediately came forward with a clay pot and filled Galen's glass until the foam slowly slid down the wall of the glass. Then she smiled and bowed.

Garen smiled at the girl who lingered after pouring the wine and refused to leave. He let her and her female companion laugh and play. When no one noticed the conversation here, he whispered to Enoch: "I heard that you registered a company in Demacia? What do you want to do?"

"Weapon display, I'm going to Ionia, it would be nice if I had a letter of recommendation, my Mr. Lover" Enoch raised his eyebrows and looked at the empty cup in front of him with a playful look.

"I will help you, but not in the name of the king or the Crown Guard. I hope you can get something convincing enough."

"Thank you very much, you've been a great help. This drink is on my table, although I think your bill will most likely be free." Patting Galen on the shoulder, Enoch stood up and walked upstairs, hoping that his bill would not be too long... Enoch noticed that there were many girls holding clay pots around, staring at Galen, waiting for him to finish his cup.

“What a happy trouble”

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After opening the door, Enoch picked up the girl who was doodling on the bed and held her in his arms. He looked at the little monkey and rabbit on the notebook and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You look like you've had a good rest. I thought you were going to draw some monsters."

"I'm not a child anymore. You don't need to light so many incense sticks. I feel like a smoked ham. I'm not that fragile." Jinx complained a little dissatisfied. Every time she was not so happy, Enoch always coaxed her like this, but Jinx had grown up.

"Really? I actually like this smell, especially on you." Enoch smiled and raised his left arm prosthesis, showing all the severely damaged machinery.

The girl hummed with satisfaction, as if she forgave Enoch for looking down on her. She turned around and sat on Enoch, hugging her left arm, carefully repairing the prosthesis that was on the verge of being scrapped.

"I can't fix it, at least not here. Many parts can only be replaced in Zaun. What did you do with it?" Jinx complained while trying to disassemble the broken metal. She hated herself now. She couldn't fix this prosthesis.

"I know, so it's okay. It has done more than I expected. It can now be called 'Demon Repeller'" Enoch ignored the girl's complaints.

"As for the ripped bionic skin, it was done by a girl, guess who it was"

"You hugged other girls?" Jinx looked up and pressed the boy under her in dissatisfaction.

"Is there a possibility that this girl is you?" Ino** endured the sudden pressure and picked up the girl's long braid.

"No, it's impossible. I like you so much, how could I hurt you, Littlefinger?" Jinx didn't answer, but shook her body happily.

"You have to go back to Zaun first. Your left hand is useless now."

"Yes, but before that, I have to go to Ionia first. You have to protect me along the way." Playing with the braids in his hands, Enoch was very satisfied that his request made the girl in his arms excited.

"I'll watch over you, I promise."

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After receiving the secret order from Garen, Enoch immediately disbanded the team and returned to the port to board a ship to Ionia. Thanks to the good diplomatic relations between Demacia and it, this ship could almost go directly to the mainland.

Jinx said goodbye to Laxana on the shore, and she mysteriously handed Luxana a sealed envelope.

"What is this?" Lux looked the letter up and down. There was no paint on it, which did not match Jinx's gift style.

"Don't open it now. If your little secret gets out someday, take this letter and you can go to Zaun through formal diplomatic channels. That's what Little Finger told me." Jinx hugged the girl who was holding the envelope and wanted to say something. They rubbed each other intimately.

"Goodbye, little spark, I will miss you"

Thanks for the monthly ticket to the source

Thank you for the village's monthly pass

Thanks to Shuke451114690614 for the monthly ticket

Chapter 53: Setting Sail Again (Part 2)

The journey from land to sea was much safer than Enoch had imagined. At least the ship this time was much larger and had a deeper draft than last time.

Due to Demacia's relatively xenophobic policy, its reputation in the world is neither good nor bad. In fact, the fact that it does not actively provoke wars is already better than 8% of the city-states.

The half-blood Vastayans who travel between Demacia and Ionia are proficient in waterways and know how to avoid wind, waves and whirlpools. However, even the best navigators now have to face a distressing problem:

They had to constantly update their routes to avoid running into the Noxian fleet that was scurrying around like sea rats.

No one wants to provoke these militant lunatics on the sea, not even the craziest raiding captain in Bilgewater - they have no money and are covered in thorns, making them easy to prick.

However, even in the entire ocean, this ocean-going ship with strange signs is not common, it is really too big.

Enoch stood in the corridor beside the ship with satisfaction, feeling the refreshing sea breeze and watching Jinx struggling with the fishing line.

"I don't think this thing is something a beginner can handle, especially since you didn't listen to a word the sailor said when he was explaining the key points just now."

"So what? I can definitely catch these stupid fish."

"That couldn't be better. I look forward to having your fish soup tonight." Enoch shook his head, turned and walked into the cabin to find Benso and Steiner. He had to update them with the latest news.

"So, is there any good news or bad news now?" Gently fiddling with the sextant on the table, Enoch looked at the two old men smoking on the boat.

"Neither good nor bad. I have found a bard to write and sing the story you told. But whether the story of your knight friend can spread depends on God. The broken sword and the lyre have also been sent to Laurent's house. There should be no problem." Benso took a puff of Ionian tobacco, and his whole body felt dizzy.

"Zuan is not so good. It took a lot of effort to smuggle the two things you want out of the warehouse. In addition, in order to meet Demacia's orders, our alchemical product production has dropped, and some alchemical barons are not very satisfied." Steiner is responsible for transferring goods from Zaun. This ship is also the largest ocean-going barge he can find.

"How's Hilco? Also, is there any progress on the news I asked the people at the factory to pay attention to?"

"Silco is very satisfied with Demacia's order. He also wants me to bring a few barrels of glimmer to deliver to those nobles." After a cough, Steiner reported with a headache. It seems that his boss is not very good at dealing with the Eye of Zaun.

"Who did you give that thing to?" Enoch paused, leaving an ugly mark on the map.

"No, I know you don't like it, so I dumped it all in the sea halfway. But I have to say, I don't know what Hilco is planning. Many small arms that left the factory are missing, and the smuggled glimmers don't match the production ones. Many old neighbors in the Dance Corridor are very worried. After all, everyone saw what Hilco did to the Black Alley after killing Fandel."

Enoch remained silent. Hilco had changed. He used to be against Piltover, but now he was not sure what he was thinking, especially when he heard that he was close to a law enforcement officer.

"As for the issue you're concerned about, I can only say that I can't help you at all. Are you sure the two children you mentioned are still alive? What Zaun lacks the least is bodies of people who died unexpectedly." Seeing Enoch remain silent, Steiner thought for a moment and gave him a shot of prevention.

Enoch was very sure about this question. "They must be alive. I guess they should be in Piltover, or in the ditch. They can't disappear so quietly."

boom

The roar of the explosion suddenly sounded, startling several people in the house. Looking out the window, they found that it was Jinx throwing grenades into the sea one by one.

Benso looked at the commotion around him and scratched his hairy head. "We will notify the people in Zaun to continue collecting information. You should go and take care of your crazy girl now."

"I know." Enoch pulled open the door. "And you'd better smoke less tobacco, be careful not to damage your brain."

"Did you get anything? What I want is fish soup or grilled fish, not fish balls." Enoch hugged the girl's belly from behind and carried the girl down from the guardrail.

"I'm almost catching him. Seriously, I have a hunch." Jinx supported Enoch's shoulders, looking down at him, and wrapped her legs around Enoch's waist.

Enoch held up the girl's body, and the thin girl looked particularly light. "Very good, let's go to the cabin to rest. I always feel that my left hand is not very flexible, I need to adjust it."

"Ha, you've found the right person. I'm an expert in this field." Jinx nodded with satisfaction, while deliberately blocking Enoch's sight, wanting to hold him in her arms.

"I can't see the road anymore," Enoch said in a muffled voice.

"It's okay," Jinx giggled at the hot breath of Enoch, "I'll be your eyes."

"Very good." Immersed in the scent of chamomile, Enoch stumbled to his bedroom following the slightly sweet and hoarse voice. As for the several incidents he encountered during the process, such as kicking the steps and bumping into the corner of the table, it was obvious that the boy and the girl didn't care.

On the contrary, the girl's expression seemed to be a little unsatisfied. Because of the hot air blowing on her belly, the girl's face became a little red.

"I remember someone came to help me repair my prosthesis?" Gently shaking his toes that had just touched the corner of the table, Enoch helplessly looked at the girl who jumped onto his bed as soon as she entered the bedroom. There was no need to clean up this small room anymore, as graffiti were painted everywhere he could see.

"Come here, I'll help you fix it." Jinx turned over and lay on the bed, gently patting the edge of the bed, her feet jumping in the air.

"Take off your shoes before going to bed," Enoch said helplessly. This was the insignificant bottom line when facing girls.

"Come and help me." Jinx looked nonchalant but had no intention of doing it herself. Enoch had no choice but to help her tidy up the shoes again and put them in order.

"I say, Littlefinger, when are we going back to Zaun?"

"Soon. If we're lucky, we only need to stay in Ionia for a week at most." Looking at the girl who was conscientiously helping him clean the mechanical circuits, Enoch asked softly, "Are you homesick?"

"No, it's fine for me to stay with you, but sometimes I want to go back and take a look." He tried to tighten the tiny screw. "Your hands can't fix it better unless you can find a replacement part."

"I know," the boy said, trying to hold back his laughter, "I just wanted to find a reason for you to stay with me?"

Obviously, this explanation did not satisfy Miss Jinx. "You dare to play tricks on me? Watch out!!"

After playing around for a while, Jinx finally lay in the boy's arms: "I'm afraid this will be like the time in Demacia, where I worked so hard but got nothing done."

"No," Enoch smiled, patting the girl's shoulder gently along her braids. "This time we are helping them in their time of need, they should thank us."

PS:

Thanks to Xiaoshu from Class 2, Grade 3 for the monthly ticket

Chapter 54: The Land of the First Born

"Thank you very much for your support from afar. I personally look forward to someone helping us fight against tyranny, but many Ionians don't think so."

The voyage of the ocean-going ship was more stable than expected. The skilled navigator easily bypassed Zhiyun, circumvented the possible sphere of influence of Noxus, and finally landed in Shangzan.

It is difficult to describe the appearance of this newborn land. It seems like a gathering place for the most wonderful fantasies of mankind, with huge stone rings suspended in the sky, waterfalls that seem to be drawn from the ocean, strange and severe flowers, and merchants who travel barefoot between mountain villas and villages. This place seems like an environment that can satisfy all praises and poems.

"It's our honor. I just came to help..." Enoch accepted the wreath brought by the Vastaya people in a dull voice. He had been waiting for a while. The scenery in front of him was so gorgeous that the polite words he prepared on the way were of no use at all.

"Welcome to Ionia. This land welcomes anyone who respects it." The old Vastaya smiled and handed over some fresh fruits. "My name is Om. Your navigator is my nephew. I heard that you are from Demacia. Are you the knights of the Fearless?"

"No, we are not warriors of the Fearless Vanguard. I am a merchant, but the goods I sell are a little different. I would like to ask, given the constant attacks from Noxus, is there any way I can contact the general or the commander-in-chief here?"

"That's the problem, young man. No one of us has stood up to resist. The elders and priests in the village have advised us to just wait. This land will punish those disrespectful invaders."

Enoch sighed. Although he knew that Ionia had chosen a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude in the early stages, he did not expect that all of Ionia's ports would be occupied and the Noxian army would even approach the sanctuary, but no one from Ionia had stood up. Is this the price of entering the battlefield early?

"What is this? Are you waiting to be beaten? Isn't this land your home? You let those damned beasts destroy your house wantonly, and then run away in disgrace without even farting?"

Enoch awkwardly tried to stop Jinx from speaking any further. It was obvious that the people of Noxus now were no different from the people of Piltover to her. On the contrary, the people of Ionia were a little too "cowardly".

"That's because this land has its own rules, and it's not the turn of outsiders to make decisions." In the noisy dock, a group of people dressed in tight clothes approached the ship on the shore. When the people around saw it, they all respectfully stepped aside.

"Nice to meet you, who are you?" Enoch waved his hand and asked the people who were carrying the supplies to stop temporarily. The locals in front of him were coming aggressively, and he didn't know what their attitude was.

Everyone was secretly on guard. Jinx took a few steps forward to block Enoch behind her, and looked at the group of people in front of her with ill intentions while holding a machine gun.

Damn it, Enoch cursed inwardly, what did Galen say he was helping to contact? If he was so unreliable, he might as well arrange for someone to contact him in advance.

He reached out and held down the restless Jinx, and looked at the situation first. It would be best not to get angry right away - after all, his goal was to drag Noxus into the quagmire.

"I mean no harm." A serious voice came out from under the mask. He didn't sound like a middle-aged man, but rather very young, which was very different from his appearance.

"I am Jie, from the Order of the Balance, under the guidance of Master Suffering, I have been waiting for you for a long time, follow me." The man was not a talkative person, he said a few words dryly like an order, turned around and walked towards the carriage pulled by the beast of burden.

"It seems that not all hosts are hospitable." Enoch joked in a not-so-funny way, and instructed everyone to continue moving the ammunition according to the plan. He took Jinx with him and followed behind the still young Ring.

"So this is your job, running around looking for people everywhere, and then saying a few words arrogantly. I thought tough guys like you should be fighting Noxus." Jinx was still angry at the behavior of the ninja in front of her. After all, Enoch needed her protection now, and he posed a considerable threat as soon as he came up.

Especially since Enoch had to rescue her just now, which made Jinx particularly annoyed.

"I do this to maintain balance, not because I don't have the courage to fight Noxus. I am enduring for a greater cause. You are short-sighted." Obviously, the man in front of him did not have a good way of cultivating his qi. He was like a beast whose territory was offended. He could only bar his fangs and claws to make himself look more scary.

The man's defense was broken much faster than Enoch had imagined.

Now Jinx was satisfied. Like a child who had stolen candy, she leaned happily against Enoch, humming a Zaun nursery rhyme softly, not listening at all to the self-deceiving excuses of the man in front of her.

"Would you mind talking about the balance you protect?" Enoch picked up the wooden cup in front of him and tried to give himself a sip of the local specialty juice.