Chapter 241

The bark monster has changed back to the sweet fruit neighbor, and the spider monster has changed back to the tailor neighbor.

Ah Er also changed back to human shape. Silently, he dug a handful of soil from the ground and pinched it into a big shape.

"What's going on just now? Something wants to kill me?"

The tailor's neighbor looked confused and stretched out his hand to touch him.

"Who can frighten us to show our original shape except the village head?"

The fat man muttered, took out a bottle of fruit wine from his pocket, poured it down, and was surprised.

"But why does the village head want to kill us?"

"I'm a good villager! I won't say a word when he picks my fruit..."

Sweetheart fruit said the neighbor with a wronged face.

"What did he find?"

A Da asked in some panic, and the silly smile on his face was frozen.

The fat man was steady enough, frowned, carefully afterthought the feeling just now, and then said:

"No, it shouldn't be that bad."

"The killing intention just now has no clear directionality. It will only be felt by us if it leads to the present world."

"People with weaker strength can't even notice it. They think the village head is incompetent and furious..."

Sweetheart fruit and the tailor's neighbors listened, nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Da, who has just been promoted, said he didn't understand.

"I shouldn't be the only one who didn't understand?"

He asked a little embarrassed.

As a result, ah Er next to him nodded, indicating that he didn't understand.

I don't understand, of course you don't understand!

The fat man had to patiently explain:

"In essence, it's very simple. The village head doesn't know why he suddenly loses his temper and wants to kill."

"The village and the world outside felt his killing intention, made some reactions, and we noticed it."

"This is a kind of intuition that you will have only after you are promoted to level 12. You can vaguely detect something unfavorable to us, just as you can vaguely hear someone mention your real name."

"But the village head doesn't really want to kill us, but the guy he wants to kill has something to do with us, so we will react."

After listening to this explanation, ah Dacai relaxed and showed his usual giggle on his face.

"I see. I've just been promoted. I don't quite understand these things. I have to follow you and study hard."

"But my real name is very long and awkward. I have to read it in ELF language. No one should know it."

"It's all right. You can prepare a 'respected name' for yourself, which has the same effect."

One side of the sweet fruit neighbor warned.

"Like me, there was a time when people called me 'the Lord of life and plants'."

"Of course, it's useless now. With the retrogression of my rank, this honorary name has become invalid."

"If I had a chance in the future, I would probably give myself a respected name like 'Lord of sweetheart fruit'?"

He said half jokingly and half seriously.

"Er... Is it necessary to respect your name?"

ADA asked with some curiosity.

The fat man still plays a good teacher and patiently answers:

"As long as you stay in the village honestly, it's not necessary for you and me. It's mainly used to fight against worldly exclusion."

"The more people recite your name, the clearer the existence and mark left in this world..."

"However, if too many people recite, they will be more seriously excluded because their existence is too clear."

"Do you think it's funny? But this is the rule of the world."

The fat man said, pointed to the sweet fruit neighbor and continued:

"This unlucky guy, and the one you elves once believed in, is suffering from this way."

Sweetheart Guo Lin gudun put on a pair of qualification of holding his head and squatting, and said with a cry in his mouth:

"Don't scold, don't scold, you'll be stupid to scold again!"

The fat man smiled and said:

"Fortunately, there is also the village head. He opened up this shelter, so we don't have to care about this problem."

"However, honoring the name is of no use to us, but it will be a little help to our immature generation."

"I intend to tell her my name when she is more mature, so that in case of emergency, let her recite my name, and I can provide her with some help."

The tailor's neighbor nearby was surprised:

"Eh? How can you still keep your name? How did you survive so long to know the village head?"

The fat man smiled again and asked:

"Didn't you see it just now?"

People couldn't help thinking of the golden skeleton with severe hyperosteogeny.

It is quite different from the simple villager image with a big belly, a big head and a thick neck.

But... There's still something wrong!

Sweetheart fruit's neighbor was the first to notice and quickly said:

"Wait, that's wrong! That was not your noumenon at all, it was just a holy thing!"

The fat man smiled without speaking.

Ah TA was careful and noticed another detail.

"But now we lie to the little girl about the Lord of order. If you tell her other names, won't she doubt it?"

"Don't worry. I've already considered this."

The fat man looked confident and continued:

"My name is not a modern language. She can't recognize it."

"And at that time, we can pretend to be the angel for the village head to sit down, so we won't offend the village head."

The tailor's neighbor immediately objected.

"Angel? Isn't this appropriate? I think it's better to call it village head and village bully?"

Sweetheart's neighbor shook his head:

"The four village tyrants under the village head? How does it sound like the rural black and evil forces?"

These people argued for this meaningless title, and the more they quarreled, the more serious they became.

Only ADA felt that he was different from their joys and sorrows and seemed out of place.

He cares more. Why is the village head suddenly angry?

Who provoked him?

That man still has some connection with himself?

After thinking about it, only the great philanthropist Walsh met the conditions.

He is the only person who has some contact with himself and may provoke the village head.

So ADA decided to reverse this connection and give the goods a little punishment as a warning.

He poked himself gently in the chest.

At this time, Walsh, a great philanthropist in the imperial capital, was participating in an afternoon tea.

Beside him sat several fashionable and beautiful imperial celebrities, as well as some prominent figures in politics and business.

We had a good talk.

Suddenly, Walsh sprayed blood on his mouth and sprayed the lady across the face.

Then he fell to the ground, convulsing and unconscious.

The women around screamed, and the men went up to help.

In the crowd, a waiter frowned and his face gradually turned pale.

He fled the scene on the pretext of looking for a doctor.

He walked all the way through the inaccessible alley, got into a sewer, ran around in the maze of sewers for a long time, and finally hid in a hidden dark room.

He tore off the mask on his face and revealed an old face full of wrinkles.

Then he took out a knife from his arms, cut it gently at his fingertips, and used the blood drops to show an extremely hidden secret.

A few drops of blood floated in the air and began to condense into characters.

This is transmitting important information to the Apostle organization behind it.

"Walsh was attacked, without warning, very mysterious and strange."

"It's not the hands of the Empire. They don't have such powerful means."

"It may be the mysterious organization that has been interfering with us before."

"I have investigated before, and Walsh's loyalty is beyond doubt. It should be the mysterious events he has begun to investigate one after another that has attracted the attention of the organization."

"What should we do with him?"

After delivering the message, the old waiter waited patiently for the organization's response.

He is an intelligence officer from another city. He is one level lower than Walsh in the organization. This time, he came to DIDU to exchange information with Walsh and conduct routine loyalty inspection on him.

As a result, Walsh's loyalty was no problem and remained loyal.

But he was attacked by another unknown force.

If he dies, it will be a fatal blow to the intelligence work of the whole organization

A moment later, the drops of blood floating in the air began to change again.

The apostles replied!

"The situation is known, but we can't give up Walsh. He is loyal and important to us."

"If he is not dead, it means that the other party doesn't want to kill him or expose him. It should be to talk to us."

"Let him try to contact the mysterious organization, be careful and cautious, and reveal our goodwill and sincerity."

That's all the news, but it made the waiter feel very strange.

How could an organization express goodwill to another organization?

Has he ever seen such an apostle?

A good apostle? Stop kidding!

Organizations can remain proud in the face of imperial pressure!

Can this mysterious organization be stronger than the Empire?

Because his internal status is not high enough, he can't touch many things, and doesn't know much about the current situation of the Apostle organization.

But in fact, the powerful apostles and deacons fell one after another, and the perfect plan was frustrated one after another.

This is clearly not what the empire can do.

They finally realized that they had to face another mysterious third-party force.

This force is erratic, its whereabouts are unknown and its purpose is unknown. All I know is that they are very powerful and are not with the Empire.

The apostles were not afraid of them, but they were now pushing forward their great plan and were unable to deal with them for the time being.

There's no need to distract yourself from this little thing.

When their great cause is successful, all in this world are mole ants, and even the chaotic domain will tremble at their feet.

At that time, it will be as simple as drinking soup to clean up this mysterious organization.

Therefore, the apostles thought that short-term concession and forbearance were acceptable and planned to let Walsh stabilize them.

They believe that Walsh, who is loyal and capable, can handle it well.

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With a wave of episodes, Rolle's airship finally arrived at the capital airport.

He dressed up as the chief spy, put on his mask and stuffed the baby cat into his pocket.

He turned back and picked up the little donkey, gave her an extra coat with a hood, covered the long ears on her head, and put a mask on her face to cover her beautiful face.

The short skirt and white silk stockings on the legs were not changed for the time being, but a pair of small black leather shoes were forcibly sleeved on the feet.

These clothes were bought by his servants before.

But the little donkey doesn't like to wear it at ordinary times.

After being forcibly put on by rolle, he was still very unhappy and made all kinds of troubles.

When putting on her shoes, a pair of small ice cream feet swayed everywhere to prevent rolle from catching them.

Finally, Rolle gave in, coaxed well, and let her lick her face before she was willing to cooperate.

After dressing up like this, the little donkey looks much more normal and won't attract too much attention.

Although the short skirt, white silk and beautiful figure will still attract attention, it is at least better than the long ears on the top of the head.

"Well, remember what I said before. You are now an agent under my command. The operation code is' Ameya '!"

The little donkey nodded and put his little hand into Rolle's hand.

The master will take it!

Rolle had no choice but to lead her out of the airship.

Secretary Ah Fu and scholars are waiting for him outside.

"Doctor, you are back at last. The situation here urgently needs you to preside over."

An extraordinary scholar of the society took the initiative to meet him and said.

Rolle was also amused.

I'm your regulator, huh? What makes it look like a leading organization?

The extraordinary man said, then turned to look at the strange little donkey behind rolle and noticed the two people holding hands.

"This is..."

"Ameya, my elite agent, captured the owl before."

Rolle quickly explained.

Secretary Ah Fu on the side also followed the round with a keen heart:

"Yes, Ameya is the most powerful agent among us, except, of course, our doctor."

It can only be said that he is a veteran. Secretary Ah Fu didn't blush when he told this lie.

"Nice to meet you. Well, let's talk about it another place."

The extraordinary did not doubt any more.

The crowd got into the steam car and drove towards the gray ghost headquarters.

The little donkey seemed to like taking a car. As soon as he got in, he hurried to take off his shoes, and then lay on the window to watch the surrounding street view.

Rolle quickly held her down.

"Sit down and don't move!"

"When you get home, feed you carrots."

He was afraid that the little donkey would make some inexplicable moves as usual.

Especially after the meeting, there will be a meeting to discuss how to catch the bouncing and smash other people's lives.

This requires the participation of the little donkey, so rolle took her.

At that time, it would be embarrassing for her to sell cute on a whim.