"Elena's Execution: Who Killed Boseman?"

On the third day after Boseman was killed, Ankenyn's first newspaper, the first major newspaper, "Ankenyn's Glory" wrote this shocking title in black bold text on the front page headline. Under this eye-catching title, the black and white sketched pictures honestly restored the execution three days ago. The man in military uniform lay down on the platform of the steam locomotive station, and black blood flowed out from under him, spreading along the platform, flowing into the drain tank chiseled on the platform, and disappeared on one side of the picture. The huge wheels of the steam locomotive showed half of the outline on the picture, becoming the last background of the man who died before leaving.

Sterling Boseman, the man who was just questioning Gastens' authority, was proved by a rather direct and unconcealed method.

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"Everyone is born equal, and serfs, like nobles, have equal human rights. Those who kill serfs are for killing people and should pay their lives."

In a low-key but luxurious courtyard in Collebroit, one of the three bigwigs of the Mage Tower Capital Department, Rob Hedland, who was once caught by Elena not long ago, sat on a wide and comfortable Lent velvet sofa, whispering the newspaper in his hand. Jeffrey Chaka, general manager of The Paper Power Company, stood respectfully in front of him, holding a cup of Helentin in his hand, without moving at all.

"Okay, sit down. Your company is also troublesome. You can't help but worry about many things, so don't worry too much."

Rob Hedland waved his hand and signaled Jeffrey Chaka to put the cup of Luntin on the small table beside him, put down the "Fluorite" in his hand, and picked up the "Ankenry Inn Glory" and found what he wanted.

"...This is a naked assassination act that ignores the law, ignores the human rights of citizens, and openly assassinate the state military operators. If this behavior cannot be restrained, then the people of the whole country will never have peace. Because no one knows where the bullet from Elena will be shot in the next second and what reasons will be taken to our lives..."

After reading a few sentences, Hedland smiled contemptuously and placed the newspaper on the small table beside him.

"These people have healed their scars and forgot their pain. How long did they dare to question this and even publicly provoke a man who is closest to the great magician? If Lord Brewster was there, he would not have to take action at all. Naturally, there would be enough people to solve these clowns who are taking advantage of the wizard tower."

"This time Elena killed Boseman, and it seems that she did not use the power of magic."

Jeffrey Chaka responded carefully. Although he was the general manager of Ankenyn's largest steam power equipment company, he did not feel that he had the capital to be on par with him in front of the boss who could decide his fate. This feeling was so obvious that even his tone was humble.

"Someone said that the one who wanted to test Gastens in this way," Hedland smiled contemptuously. "This way can only test Elena's ability, but it cannot test Gastens' identity at all. If you really want to do it, fight Elena's defense battle, give up 300,000 National Salvation Army, and force Elena to a desperate situation, they will naturally know whether Gastens is a great magician. But do they dare?"

"Don't dare."

Chaka's reply was very short, not much.

"How did you become the general manager with such a dull personality?" Rob Hedland looked at Chaka, a little displeased.

"Tell me, how did you study the first car that Elena sent here?"

Chaka's eyes lit up when he heard Hedland ask about his old business. He stood up and, after seeking Hedland's consent, he hung a huge blueprint on the display board that had been prepared. The blueprint was divided into two from the middle. On one side was a sketch of the Rand Medal steam car sold by the Third Republic of Vern in Ankeny some time ago. On the other side, there was a completely different but obviously more luxurious and professional steam car. In the sketch of this car, a small fluttering red flag that stood upright on the front of the car seemed to be silently proclaiming its identity.

"Sir, this is the Red Flag Steam Locomotive sent by Elena. I have mobilized the whole company to study it. It has to be admitted that this is definitely the only beauty in the world! If the Rand Medal of Rand Company is the first small trackless steam locomotive, then this Red Flag from Elena can be said to have directly made the small trackless steam locomotive to the extreme! This is the most beautiful steam power equipment I have ever seen and the most beautiful work of art I have ever seen!"

"Then do you think it's easy to sell?"

Enville had seen that car and even took the car. Not long ago, when Elena's people contacted him and hoped that he could continue to fulfill the agreement signed with Elena before, he even had the idea of ​​asking someone to tear the agreement directly. However, the nature of a businessman for many years made him resist a moment of impulse and saw Elena's trump card. It was this trump card that strengthened him to continue to cooperate with Elena.

"It cannot be difficult to sell! The only thing I worry about now is how many cars can Ailena provide! The process of this kind of car is very complicated. I have studied it. If the steam engine is not considered, just making a same shell will take at least thirty top craftsmen in our company for a month. If Ailena makes this kind of car too slowly, I am worried that it will not keep up with the market demand..."

"This car is not a quota," Hedland's handguard interrupted Chaka's words. "Eilena told me from the beginning that this finished car is a limited-edge model and the annual output is very limited. The first two cars, one for display, and the other will be auctioned at the spring auction two months later. I think it can be sold at a good price."

"But only one car can't help with the power!"

Chaka was a little anxious. In order to fight against the Republic of Negro and Elena, the Emperor's envoy promised to open the market to the Third Republic of Vern. Rand Power's steam engine occupied the steam engine market that was originally controlled by Pengpai Power with a destructive force. The former Ankrien First Steam Power Company almost fell into a slump before this impact. If His Majesty the Emperor hadn't known the necessity of retaining an Ankrien Steam Company for himself and leaving a part of the market for Pengpai Power through various means, Pengpai Power might have really become a second-rate steam company and would never reach the peak of the world's steam field from now on.

"What they really want to sell is the steam engine that is equipped with this car, called Chaoyang Type 1. I think you can take this machine, then produce a shell and put it on, and make some cheap steam locomotives to sell it. Based on my understanding of Gastens, this Chaoyang Type 1 steam engine should be much better than similar products from Rand Company, right?"

"That's natural, its design concept is subversive! If it weren't for only one, we would have dismantled it long ago. If we could learn the manufacturing concept of this machine, our company's steam equipment production capacity would definitely have reached a big step!"

"You will have a lot soon," Hedland picked up the cup of Lundin and took a sip. "Their first supply will arrive before the auction. Be prepared. When the red flag is sold, take out your own products and do a good job of publicity. You should be able to win the steam locomotive market."

"That's that's it, there's such a powerful tool, as long as the supply is sufficient, we can not only defeat Rand in Ankenry, but even go abroad and go to the Third Republic of Vern to fight them directly!"

Jeffrey Chaka seemed to be excited about chatting, with a tremolo in his tone. Rob Hedland looked at him helplessly and cursed.

"It's a little bit promising! This is a steam engine, not a magic weapon! If you can learn their steam engine, why do we work for them?"

"That's that's that, that's that......"

Chaka repeatedly agreed, but his expression on his face was not very serious. He had carefully checked the power of this red flag, which was definitely a design concept that transcends the times. If you want to imitate it, not to mention anything else, it will take at least five years to understand its design ideas, not to mention the issue of mass production. Therefore, he is now quite satisfied. As long as Ailena can give him the Chaoyang type, he can definitely make the surging power regain its glory.

Just as Chaka was immersed in his imagination, Hedland had already skipped this matter. He picked up the Fluorite again, read the content on the front page again, and then said softly.

"Humans are born equal? ​​It's ironic to say this to a great magician."

Hedland's voice was not loud, and Chaka, who was immersed in his own world, did not hear it. Hedland's words gradually dissipated in the room because of no response.

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"Just! He is a suspected great wizard, telling me that everyone is born equal?"

On the top of the Sanctions Mage Tower, the Imperial Emperor Paul Gibson had a worse temper. He waved the Fluorite in his hand, pacing in the hall while cursing.

"Only those with the highest qualifications can become magic apprentices and activate magic inspiration. If Gastens is really a great magician, if he really lets go of that magic, he should know that in the magic system that saved his damn Ailena, there is no word "being born equal" at all! Your magic qualification is born. If you are born as a great magician, you may be a great magician. No matter what, you are not! If you let a great magician tell me that he is born equal? ​​Wouldn't he feel ashamed?!"

"His Majesty."

Emil Irving followed Paul Gibson with a little frightened. He had guessed that Elena would take countermeasures, but he didn't expect that such countermeasures were made. In the eyes of the public, Boseman was shot dead by hundreds of soldiers, and they still don't know what Elena killed people!

"Your Majesty, that's the truth!"

Paul Gibson is really anxious now. If Elena's killing method can be reused, even if he is a king or an emperor, he may be shot at a single shot by bullets from nowhere!

"Check it out for me and check it out to death! What exactly did Elena use and how did she kill Boseman! Did you hear it!!!"

Paul Gibson, who was angry, naturally didn't know that this was not the first time Elena's sniper steam rifle appeared. However, the last time that Elena knew that Elena used this weapon, whether it was the Republic of Negro or the Sixth Prince, had already died under the forbidden spell magic that was falling from the sky. The only words left for Paul Gibson were vaguely spoken in the battle report sent back by Elliot at that time.

"Today, Elena used a weapon with a very long range and killed Taijia Bush, commander of the Eastern Front Command of the Republic of Neglu. We do not have any information or information on this weapon, but the boy thought that when we attach great importance to it, collect clues, and do a good job of countermeasures, in case the enemy uses the same means to us..."

"I understand Your Majesty, we must do our best to find out!"

Royal Police Chief Phyllas Navle stood in a corner of the hall and replied loudly, which was also known to Emile's encirclement. Paul Gibson glanced at Phyllas, snorted heavily, and sat on the sofa on the side of the hall. Since Gastens released the forbidden spell magic, he has liked to come to the sanctions of the Mage Tower to work, and he has been here for longer and longer.

"Your Majesty, Ronninger's recent suppression has gone well, we have already..."

"Okay, don't change the subject. Although I'm angry, I'm not confused yet!" Gibson patted the sofa's deputy, "You continue to say, how to deal with the serfs' crossing the border?"

Seeing that the emperor saw through his intentions, Emil smiled bitterly and replied with a tough bullet.

"Now that Elena has killed Boseman, we do not have any information and have no countermeasures. If this continues, the border troops will be greatly restricted. I personally recommend that, in accordance with your previous instructions, focus on controlling serfs' crossings on cities within the border, be tight inside and loose outside, and try not to leave Elena with excuses for attack. At the same time, we must strengthen the management of serfs across the country to prevent serfs from escaping their masters easily. Only by firmly tying serfs to the land can they not cause trouble to Elena."

"They can even do the riot and kill the landlords, how can they manage it? I might as well expect Gastens to die suddenly!"

Paul Gibson was not confused. After the 82nd massacre, Elena, supported by the great magician, had a great adverse impact on Ankenry. A large number of serfs began to move, and serf escape incidents were one after another, and even some places had serf rebellions, riots, and collective escape. He originally wanted to use Boseman's incident to stop this unhealthy trend, but he did not expect to be defeated by Elena's shot. Now, he himself has no good way to control the serf class in China.

"Your Majesty", Emil Irving hesitated for a moment and gave his own idea.
Chapter completed!