The early morning light had just fallen, and the surging steam was frozen by the low temperature, clinging to the buildings on the street. Everything was covered with a little frost and swallowed by the cold wind.
The dark carriage stopped at the door of 121A Cork Street. Joey and Falcon sat in the carriage waiting for Lorenzo. Merlin acted quickly. Lorenzo had just promised yesterday to send someone to pick him up today. Lorenzo put on his clothes as quickly as possible and took his sword and gun.
"I said don't be so vigilant."
Red Falcon looked at Lorenzo's undisguised Winchester, and if he didn't know, he would think that Lorenzo was going to kill someone.
"It just adds a little bit of security."
Lorenzo answered and sat down on the other side.
The pitch-black carriage slowly accelerated, and then the horses puffed out white steam and galloped wildly on the streets of Old Dunling.
Looking out the car window, there were obviously many more patrol police on the streets than usual, and they were fully armed. From time to time, whistles could be heard conveying messages.
Although it was not stated explicitly, many people clearly felt the change in the atmosphere in Old Dunling. The cold wind carried the smell of gunpowder, as if it was the eve of a war.
"Is it that serious already? There are patrolmen everywhere."
Lorenzo withdrew his gaze. He originally thought that only the inner city area had strengthened its security, but now the ordinary outer city area was also filled with patrol police.
"After all, the God's Birthday is coming, and there will be envoys from various countries participating in the celebration. If demons erupt at that time... the consequences will be unimaginable."
Joey replied seriously.
As an annual grand festival, the God's Birthday has been given many other meanings after so many years of continuation. The Old Dunling Society will hold a celebration of the God's Birthday. Huge airships will fly across the sky, scattering endless petals and lights, and people will flock to the streets to bless each other and celebrate.
That was a moment to demonstrate national strength and also a shopping festival for diplomatic missions from various countries. According to what Lorenzo knew, on the day of the festival, for those diplomatic missions, the real celebration was the new steam engines that could be sold one after another late at night. That was the highlight of the festival.
"Really? That's true."
Lorenzo replied indifferently that Inglvig had replaced the Holy Gospel Papal States and became the new giant. At this time every year, countless flags would enter the Platinum Palace.
"In order to maintain order, Shrike has prepared a secret purge of the lower city. Those with evil intentions will be eliminated one by one to ensure that no accidents occur that day."
Joey continued.
Lorenzo nodded. Such serious moments did need to be taken seriously.
"Where are we going?"
When his eyes fell out the window again, Lorenzo realized that the scenery around him had become unfamiliar.
The carriage was heading towards an unknown place. The sky was still gloomy. The thick black smoke was like stone pillars supporting the sky and the earth. They stood one after another in the field of vision.
Under the stone pillar was a gray silhouette. A steel giant tens of meters tall moved slowly, and every twist made a huge noise. It was not until one of the giants was overtaken by the carriage that Lorenzo could see its appearance clearly.
It was an abandoned giant crane, lying between the rubble and the mine like the dead remains of a giant. The once shiny metal was now covered with rust. The workers on it were as small as ants. They were dismantling the dead body like vultures eating carrion.