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Chapter 26 0026: Live by craftsmanship
His name is Burke Bartley, Chief Engineer of the Kingdom of Norrin.

The door opened, and what came in was not an elegant maid, but a strong man with rough skin and black face. They added firewood to the brazier and took away a design drawing of the low wall.

Burke was not sitting in the magnificent library of Norlin Kingdom at this time.

It was Palotusby, the corner of the wilderness, the hide triangular house of the marauders.

His students have fled, and the hunting team has not returned yet.

This is good news.

Burke took a sip of the strong tea. He brought the things himself. He smiled and looked at his assistant. The kid was always frizzy and couldn't calm down to study, so he didn't pass the academic exam so far.

"Please, let me die, here we go again."

The assistant covered his mouth with his hands and said something on his lips, which was exactly the same as what Burke said behind him. The content was: "We live by craftsmanship, and we can't care about external factors such as the environment."

Old Burke curled his lips, not impatient to reprimand his assistant.

In fact, he never criticized others, and he never got involved in arguments.

When the looters locked him in an iron cage.

He calmly pointed out which stake was unreasonable and which lock buckle would break if kicked. The students memorized it and tried it, and escaped successfully.

When the snakehead betrayed Burke in exchange for survival.

He just nodded, then took the pen and paper, and made his favorite strong tea.

As long as his heart is quiet, there is only learning and work in front of him, which will make him comfortable, and he can also enjoy challenges and fun.

As for who the employer is, why should he care?
"You see, we have craftsmanship, so the bad guys can't hurt us, there are spices in the food, and the shelter is so warm that we can sweat, how happy we are."

Hearing these words, the assistant was already going crazy.

"Teacher, don't you really understand? When the work is over, you will die!"

Burke Bartley took another sip of the strong tea, tsk-tsk and shook his head. Wisdom seemed to pass through his throat, and it became a sentence: "We live by craftsmanship..."

……

【Marauder Station】

[Attitude: Hostile]

[Number of Troops: 13]

Ken lifted the hem of his cloak and crouched down again on the gentle slope.

He took a deep breath, recalling the scene he saw just now in the cold wind, the gray vision has become wider with the improvement of his [spiritual power].

This is a depression.

The sentry post is set on the top of the trees on the high slope, and there are three sentries forming a cross view.

"Bring it, and demonstrate it to you."

Ken took over the [Tendon-Binding Long Bow] and slowly drew the bowstring. The sound of the wind around him gradually disappeared. This kind of vision was not due to concentration, but because he had entered the spiritual world again.

Since the attribute reaches [qualification: 3.0], it is difficult to satisfy the consumption of one-time improvement of experience value, but it can be used to improve more detailed attributes.

For example, now, Ken poured all the experience points gained from the looters into the [Bow and Arrow] entry.

"Whoo~"

The bowstring becomes smoother and softer to the touch.

An iron barbed arrowhead passed through the gap between the pine needles and flew quietly in the dark blue and black night.

The sentry on the high platform just turned around.

Wow, rub!

Arrowheads stuck in the throat.

He was nailed to the tree trunk with his eyes wide open.

"Look, it's quite simple, just try it."

Ken returned the bow to Quema, not feeling mean at all.

The other party blinked and was silent for a moment.

Under the guidance of the battle flag, Kuima aimed at the other two targets. The one near the target went smoothly, but the one farther away had some difficulty.

He hadn't calculated the direction in which the body fell.

With a bang, the man fell directly into the firewood pile.

The looters bragging around the bonfire turned their heads, and the leader blew a signal. No one in the forest responded, and then a series of hurried footsteps approached.

"Feel sorry."

Quema blamed herself a little.

The Freelancers felt that the apology was a bit nitpicking.

Ken patted him on the shoulder, and several people disappeared down the slope according to the backup plan.

Not long after, there was a commotion in the camp.

……

Burke Bartley held up his bottomless teacup.

He put the quill back into the inkwell, put the few drawing tools back in the case, and hummed the fellowship tune again.

There were heavy footsteps outside the door.

A few looters came in yelling, and without explanation, picked up the two of them and walked out.

"Master, don't kill us, the picture is not finished yet."

The apprentice's legs plowed two grooves in the snow.

Instead of being hanged or fed to bobcats, they were locked in cells deep in the main house.

Burke straightened his clothes and put on his cleaned glasses again. He was a little disappointed with his apprentice and thought to himself——Maybe he is really not suitable for learning.

"Teacher, we are dying!"

This kid is so pessimistic.

Burke looked around. This room was remodeled according to his own drawings.

"Look, how well the workmanship and details are done. It's a pity that they have jobs, otherwise I really want to be recruited to the academy."

"Teacher!" The apprentice broke down and cried. "Can you stop thinking about design?"

He wanted to refute that it was because of the "work" of these looters that they fell to this point and could die at any time.

Burke still shook his head slightly, lips and both chins raised.

He stretched out his fat hand, continued to touch along the main beam in the cage, bypassed two key stress-bearing structures, and then pushed it lightly...

Yay, bang!

The whole house collapsed, and the place where they were standing happened to be the only safe area in the ruins.

Burke patted the dust, turned around and saw that the little apprentice was already sluggish.

He suddenly realized that this is an extremely rare opportunity, so he earnestly educated: "Remember, we live by craftsmanship..."

Outside the camp.

Two strong men were digging a pit and throwing the corpse, and there were two barrels of ointment for the fire beside them.

The corpses had to be treated, otherwise, after being infected by hunting, they might crawl out some night.

"Well, what happened?"

They put down their tools and looked back, only to find that the main building of their house had collapsed, and several companions were walking around anxiously outside.

A flaming arrowhead fell into the ointment.

The heat wave gathered into a tornado accompanied by severe pain, and they were sent away in just a few breaths.

The marauders spotted the firelight.

"The intruder is outside," they said, taking up arms and galloping. "Don't let them get away!"

However, at this time, Ken and Kuima had already taken advantage of the chaos and came to the housing area.

But no one knows exactly what happened here.

Just when they were at a loss, Ken, who had keen senses, noticed the abnormality. He led the team over the ruined walls and came to the small square on the side.

Animal cages and prison cages were stacked on top of each other, and a corpse was hanging from the boom.

Under the dried skeleton, there were two people waiting quietly, and the young [apprentice] shrank behind, trembling and spineless.

The older one held the wooden box and didn't seem surprised.

[Engineer Burke Bartley]

[Attitude: Calm]

"We were going to go," said Burke, his silver hair covered in velvet, smiling. "After hearing the commotion, I thought you should have come to save us, so I waited here."

Ken was a little dazed.

Even he took some time to accept the fact that everyone is here, and everyone can only go back the same way.

Ken and the others summoned the mount and took out the token left by Mag to prove their identity.

After confirming that they were correct, they rushed into the night and disappeared not long after.

The apprentice shivered on the back of the wolf.

But Burke remained calm.

Ken couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and asked, "I ask you, what is the secret of this calmness?"

"Probably because of craftsmanship. Those blueprints are my capital. So the looters won't kill me. You should also have a job to give to me, right?"

Burke exposes Ken's true purpose.

He waved his hand, did not listen to the specific explanation, and continued: "It's okay, I will agree, I like work, after all...

We live by craft. "

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