"Why is Natasha angry?"
Seele walked into the clinic and asked curiously.
She had just seen the two of them saving people, and since she couldn't help, she waited outside.
But then she saw Natasha carrying the 'Doodle Machine,' looking like she was ready to fight someone.
She knew perfectly well that if Natasha was angry, someone was definitely going to suffer.
Oliver told Seele about Hook acting as a matchmaker.
"With that guy involved, it's not surprising that Hook would do something like this."
Seele suddenly said with a serious expression, "Sampo, it's fine to ask him for help, but anyone who wants to be friends with him is just asking for trouble."
"Mhm." Oliver nodded in agreement.
Old Svarog, a Masked Fools hidden in Belobog.
Oliver also wasn't keen on dealing with male Masked Fools.
"So—what did you say?"
Seele asked again.
Oliver: "About what?"
Seele: "About—becoming Natasha's husband—"
Oliver looked at Seele with a half-smile and asked, "Why do you care about this?"
Seele turned her head away, pretending indifference: "I don't care. I'm just curious. Hmph! If you won't say, then fine, I don't care to know anyway."
Just as the two were chatting, a Fire-Melt Member rushed in.
"This is bad!"
"A group of vagrants have gathered and blocked the home of Big Boss Svarog! It looks like they are preparing to fight!"
Seele immediately frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
The Fire-Melt Member replied, "I heard that Big Boss Svarog sent robots to steal their ore. I don't know the specifics. The leader told me to notify Big Sister Boss."
"She's not here. Go look elsewhere. I'll head over first."
Seele grabbed her scythe and walked out the door, then quickly turned back.
"You're the highest authority here right now, so your word counts. You're coming with me."
Without waiting for a word, Seele grabbed Oliver's arm: "I'm afraid I might kill someone when the fighting starts, so you stop me when that happens."
Oliver quite admired her decisive and swift way of handling things.
Since he was also going to find Svarog, he stood up and went with Seele.
On the other side, the Robot Settlement.
This entire area was populated by robots.
Only one human could live here.
That was Clara.
The helpless little girl Clara accidentally activated Svarog. When Svarog asked her for a wish, Clara replied, "I want a family." Since then, Svarog and the other robots became Clara's closest family members.
After the Silvermane Guards were transferred out of the Lower District, Svarog, adhering to Clara's wish for everyone to coexist peacefully like family, unified the previously fragmented prospectors under the name "Big Boss Svarog" and worked with the other robots to uphold Preservation in the Lower District.
At this time, a large crowd of humans gathered outside the iron gate.
Some carried pickaxes, others carried shovels.
Besides the vagrants and miners, Fire-Melt Members were also present, and Silvermane Guards were continuously arriving to maintain Order.
"Damn robots! They stole our ore!"
"Robots are all thieves! They are bandits!"
"Break in! Take back our resources! The Supreme Guardian will support us too!"
In the crowd of vagrants, someone was shouting loudly, constantly stirring up the other neutral miners.
Some people had red scarves tied around their arms.
They were members of the Fire-Melt Organization.
Natasha was the hidden leader of the organization, and Oleg was the visible head.
"Please calm down! Everyone, don't be impulsive! There might be a misunderstanding here!"
Oleg led the Fire-Melt Members, trying to calm the miners and vagrants everywhere.
The Silvermane Guards were few in number, completely insufficient to deal with this unrest.
Counting the miners and vagrants, there were at least two thousand people.
The Silvermane Guards only numbered a little over a hundred, and even adding the Fire-Melt Organization, they barely reached a thousand.
Not to mention Svarog's robot legion.
If things truly erupted, the situation could not be controlled.
Inside the iron gate, a little girl in red stood beside Svarog and meekly asked, "Mr. Svarog, why are they saying we stole ore? We clearly haven't done anything bad." (As pictured)
Clara didn't understand. Her family had always been helping humans, and the ore was dug up by the robots themselves.
Why did a large group of people suddenly block their door and accuse them of stealing?
The two-meter-tall, one-eyed robot beside Clara was Svarog.
Prototype Unit 3 from the old era—the "Overseer Machine" Svarog.
"Clara, human actions usually carry strong intentionality. They have many reasons for accusing us of stealing; perhaps it is because they desire revenge."
Svarog's mechanical voice was steady and deep, giving people a great sense of security.
Just as Svarog had calculated.
Someone wanted revenge, which was why they incited so many people to block the entrance and accuse the robots of being thieves.
Behind the crowd, five men were gathered together furtively.
"Boss, why aren't we leading the charge? I dream of tearing apart those goddamn tin cans."
"We're throwing mud so others will step forward, not so you can rush in blindly. We just need to fan the flames from behind. No matter how this ends, we stay clean and trouble-free, understand? Even if the Supreme Guardian comes, he will only help the side with more people."
"Exactly. As long as the robots make a move, we can claim they were the first to harm humans, making them lose all justification."
"That bastard broke my leg last year, and I definitely have to get revenge."
"That little girl is quite delicate; I hope she doesn't get killed."