MTL - The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities-Chapter 35 the fate of the machine

Camille stretched her arms hard, and the robotic arm made a crunching sound, but she was forced to burst with her hands.

"A decent lady will use many means."

She put her hands on the ground and pressed her hard, so that her body bounced up and jumped to the top of the robot's head. The sharp blades on her feet took the opportunity to pierce the robot's back, destroying the current launcher.

Feeling the primordial crystal of her heart being energized again, the blade of her leg lit up with orange and blue light, her legs and feet were waving in the air, and her slender feet danced gracefully.

But the sharp blade seemed to be invincible, cutting the robot into pieces and dismembering it completely.

"The mission failed, we should withdraw."

After Camille finished speaking, the hooks on both sides pulled Caitlin and Vi, pulling them to her side.

Jace, who was closest to him, also moved closer to her.

"Did we just withdraw like this?" Wei felt unwilling.

"It's my problem." Caitlin was in a low mood, she didn't play any role.

"Either fight or run. Indecision will only increase casualties."

Camille was expressionless, but the meaning of the words was already clear.

Withdraw!

The robots and iron-armored warriors on Zaun's side didn't step forward either, they just maintained their alert posture.

Both Victor and Shirko knew in their hearts that Camille was too strong, and they couldn't take down each other.

As long as she doesn't put enough pressure on Camille, she can defeat them one by one.

After Camille was cut off, the others quickly evacuated back.

After waiting for a while, Camille finally took a deep look at Victor and Shirko, and strode away.

"It's over on our side, I hope there is good news on Jinx's side." Victor's expression eased, and he looked in the direction of Piltover.

Silko did the same thing with him: "I believe in Jinx, the previous fire and sound are the best proof."

"What are you going to do? You're running out of time, the shimmer corrodes your body, I can transform you into a machine, like Camille." Victor glanced back at Shirko.

In the past few days of communication, he recognized the ruler of Zaun.

Although the other party's methods are a bit extreme, their hearts are still towards Zaan, and they have been fighting for Zaan's independence.

He believes that Zaun's future will be better under Sirco.

Victor gradually understood Ryan's idea. He is a scientific researcher, and he can only shine in technology research and development positions.

Many of his previous ideas were immature and needed a good leader to give him future research directions.

Zaun has Sirco and Ryan in the future, and he is very satisfied with the result.

But Hirko didn't seem to think so. The side effects of the shimmering light made his face grim in pain, but he still shook his head firmly:

"People always have some hope in life. Robot, am I still myself?"

"It's all for Zaun."

Victor injected the shimmer into Shirko's eye socket along the needle. Shirko's body trembled slightly, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"Living for Zaun, death has to pursue the ending he wants."

Shirko smiled reluctantly because of his weakness, but it contained a certain warmth and expectation.

"I respect your choice, if you have a good successor." Victor sighed.

He can understand Silko, not everyone thinks evolution is glorious.

"Severka is a good candidate to polish up, she loves Zaun no less than us, don't look at her impatient temper, but she has always been a sensible person. If you develop like Piltover, you will eventually become complacent. With His Excellency Meredith, we will have a good future." Silko obviously thought about this issue for a long time.

"Yeah, Zaun will be fine, follow Lord Meredith, follow Noxus..."

Victor turned around, stepping on the ground with strong steps and making a clatter, clatter, and disappeared into the night.

......

Philos Manor, the master room.

The interior of the room was dim, and there was no candle light.

Stevan sat quietly at the head of the house, looking out the window.

Not far away, also in the Philos Manor, at this moment, the sky is burning with fire, dazzling and gorgeous, and there will be a few roars from time to time.

Here, it is the second blasting point in Jinx's mission.

But the perpetrator is long gone, leaving the manor with the lawn still burning.

If it wasn't for their family's house being protected by augmentation technology, it would have been blown up to ashes long ago.

boom!

The door was opened from the outside, and Marcus, dressed as a sheriff, saluted and said respectfully:

"Patriarch Philos, the fire has been brought under control, and no casualties have been confirmed."

"This is the second explosion tonight. In the first one, we killed a member of parliament. If it weren't for our Philos having some background, this would have already wiped out the family." Stewan's face was ugly.

"This is my dereliction of duty. Our security forces are insufficient, and the coastal defense was also breached by them. All the law enforcement officers stationed there are dead." Marcus smiled.

The recent incident made his heart feel cold, and he had long regretted telling Jace what happened at Stillwater Prison.

Not only is Zaun independent, Piltover looks like a sure win, and Jace doesn't look like he can keep his family at all.

He was a little fortunate in his heart, but fortunately, he didn't see Shirko beside his bed every day when he got up. Maybe the other party was too busy to forget him, this little guy.

Until now, this kind of big thing happened again tonight, and a member of parliament died directly. Although it was not a human being, it was just a creation of Heimerdinger. But that was also a member of parliament, Piltover. In more than 200 years of development, nothing like this has ever happened.

He already had a hunch that he should be unemployed.

"Tonight you have done enough. I will intercede for you in Parliament tomorrow."

Marcus' eyes widened, looking at each other in disbelief.

"There is something for you to do."

Stevan's words pulled back to Marcus. He had an estimate in his heart and smiled sadly:

"As long as it doesn't involve my wife and daughter."

"Tomorrow in the parliament, all the responsibility will be put on Tallis and Gila Mann. Their unauthorized claims led to tonight's accident." Stevan said lightly.

"Talis and Gilamain?"

After thinking for a while, Marcus understood what the other party meant.

It is said that there are three councilors crossing the river tonight. Apart from him, those three councillors must also be responsible for tonight's affairs. This obviously weakens Camille's influence in the incident.

He nodded clearly, patted his chest and said:

"I understand, I know what to say tomorrow."

Stevan nodded, made a face, and sent Marcus away.

The room returned to empty, and he looked at the portrait of Camille in the master's room with deep eyes, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

In the portrait, Camille looked like she had not yet been transformed. Her short black hair looked heroic. Sitting on the seat, she looked elegant and dignified.

"Sister, the machines of the Philos family will always be eliminated one day. Go after your own destiny. This is what I owe you."

With flickering eyes, he picked up the letter from the Noxus embassy on the table, set it on fire, and watched it burn to ashes...