"So that's how it was structured."
"Aha, it could work like that too? This was completely unreasonable."
"So the Twelve Pillars' followers could be this unscientific and unreasonable? They could really be this mindlessly powerful? Uh, yes. They could."
The small room was littered with dismantled metal parts, while the "peace" insignia set to one side revealed its former identity.
Although provoking the local police was rather risky, for Professionals, as long as the carrot dangling on the other side of the risk was tempting enough, everything was negotiable.
"Besides, I'm not the one taking the risk."
Lu PingAn had activated one of his Black Gloves and had him obtain this police puppet.
He was not worried that if something really happened to the man, it would lead back to him. After all, even the Black Glove himself did not know what identity Lu PingAn was currently using or where he was.
Lu PingAn increasingly felt that the experience of spending a little money to have a powerhouse at his beck and call, risking life and limb for him, was simply wonderful. He also felt that any sort of debt or contract had to be handled with extra, extra caution.
"The cost of this thing probably wouldn't exceed three carriages, but in the hands of a skilled veteran, its actual combat rating could reach Silver Tier."
The pile of shattered parts before him shocked Lu PingAn even more than the knights he had seen in the countryside before.
This thing's structure was far too simple. It was just a large artificial puppet. Although it used the local world's bizarre technology, allowing it to move with extremely little mechanical energy, that still could not explain the "power" contained within it.
"Justice."
"...Judgement."
"...Fear."
Piece by piece, Lu PingAn analyzed it. Using