C217 The Blade of the past Had Been Kidnapped Again

When I wake up, I'm already in an abandoned factory.

This place was filled with rusty scrap metal, broken glass, air-ventilating walls, weeds and sparrows.

I lie on the floor covered in dust, rust, and oil stains. My hands and feet are tied up by tape, and I can't move at all.

I was kidnapped?!

This was the third time