I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

This villa, which is used for lunch and birthday gifts, is still ridiculously large. The door is open, and the first floor hall is the same as before.

It was arranged like a banquet for the guests to dine and communicate.

Although it has only been less than a day, Lin Jie is already familiar with this process and is beginning to feel a little bored and bored

.

After all, there is only one thing that needs to be done, and that is communication, communication and communication.

It is conceivable that the same thing will probably be repeated for the next three days.

Even Lin Jie basically lives by talking and is usually happy to communicate, but that doesn't mean he is willing to stop for three whole days.

Repeatedly: rework.

Most of these exchanges are ineffective, filled with all kinds of long diplomatic rhetoric, enough to listen to people's minds.

And from the current situation, it still takes time for these people to get rid of the shadow of yesterday and then come to the door on their own initiative.

Lin Jie couldn't guess how long it would take.

Fortunately, there are at least delicious food and three new customers to comfort Boss Lin's slightly bored heart.

Lin Jie originally thought so.

And when I stepped through the door, I was ready to meet again the meaningless voices that filled my ears, and the beauty of the dazzling array.

Food

"Dear Mr. Lin, hello, please stop for a while."

Standing by the door, a white-haired old man in a brown vest, white shirt, and a pair of gold spectacles, bowed slightly, stretched out

The hand made a respectful gesture of interception.

Lin Jie stopped, he was already familiar with this face, because this old man was the old housekeeper of the A16 manor.

When I was walking on the road before, I could always see the scene of him commanding the attendants.

Lin Jie also asked politely: "So it's the housekeeper, do you need any help?

The old housekeeper looked at the smile, and his forehead suddenly had a cold sweat: "No, I don't dare to bother, it's just that the eldest lady asked before, such as

If I see you, I will take you to the side hall, hoping to invite you to have lunch together. ".

Oh

Lin Jie suddenly realized that it was Miss Ji who specially sent someone to wait here.

I'm afraid I also took into account the situation that he would feel bored. It's really considerate, and the impression of killing the scumbag.

The contrast of Miss Ji's is stark, it can be regarded as "there is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the roses"

"I'm interested." Lin Jie nodded: "Since it's Miss Ji's invitation, of course you have to go.

The old butler made a gesture of invitation and pointed to the other side of the corridor: "This way, please, I will show you the way, but with

How many with you.

Lin Jie saw the embarrassment on the old butler's face, and thought that Miss Ji might talk to herself about some more private things, such as

Back then, it was really not suitable for her to have other people present because of the emotional injury she suffered because of the scumbag.

So he turned his head and said:

"You two are here first, just waiting for Charlotte to be embarrassed if she can't find anyone when she comes back, you can

So wait to tell her, and have a good chat with her by the way.

Greg and Feige looked at each other, although they didn't want to be stabbed, but Lin Jie spoke in person, of course there was no way.

Just agree.

"Have a nice lunch, and remember to greet Charlotte for me."

Lin Jie smiled and waved and watched them enter the hall first, thinking that it would be a good idea to let them chat with each other beforehand.

After being able to get along so harmoniously for a long time, he turned his head and said politely, "I'm sorry."

The old butler wiped his sweat and said quickly, "No trouble, no trouble, it's my honor to serve you."

After he finished speaking, he buried his head and led the way, took Lin Jie along the corridor to the side hall on the first floor of this villa.

Soon after Lin Jie's back walked away.

Greg and Fitch entered the hall, but instead of walking into the crowd, they found a seat near the edge of the hall entrance.

sit down.

After all, they have no idea of ​​chatting with others at all. Boss Lin asked them to wait for Charlotte here, so naturally they had to choose the most suitable one.

The close position is convenient for Charlotte to see at once.

However, there was no communication between the two after they sat down. The information to be said was already finished this morning.

Personally, I still hate each other, it's just that there is no tit-for-tat before, there is nothing to talk about.

Greg set up a small magic barrier, took out the communication device, and began to report the current situation to the Mystery Tower.

"What- a god-class that hasn't been recorded?! Are you sure the information is true?! We didn't see the slightest anomaly

And there is no fluctuation in the Ether Monitor of the Truth Society

Winston's reaction was about as shocked as Greg expected.

Pretty much the same as himself at the time.

"I'm sure it's true, and you can only choose to believe, all of this is what I saw with my own eyes, and there are two other witnesses who can

It proves that you can't observe her because she masters the laws of time, reverses the time in an instant, and returns to the most

initial time point. "

"Apart from those who have experienced this-all firsthand, everyone else has

set, lost the relevant memory. "

"In addition, Feiqi, who was a test item of the Fire Sword Road, which I asked you to investigate last night, was obtained with the intervention of Boss Lin.

some very important

"Fitch?

"Well, it's almost like Greg told Fitch about the accidental memory of that god-level part.

The information obtained from Feige was repeated again and again: "There are ten god-level co-leaders in the road of the fire sword, but they are not

There is no deep cooperative relationship, and even each other may not know each other's existence, so there is a situation where the source cannot be found.

, These ten gods are each code-named with the name of "angel", respectively, and this so-called "angel" comes from—

This book is from the lower city, and they control far more areas than we have investigated.

Winston's tone sank: "Go on."

Greg continued: "What we haven't been able to find out, the organization that provided Fitch's medicine is the dark elves who control the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce.

elders.

Winston subconsciously blurted out: "Impossible! It can be seen from the infighting between Qili and Congreve that the Loushu Chamber of Commerce is also on fire.

The object that the Sword Road is conspiring, if their elders have already been mastered by the Fire Sword Road, how can they still need to cultivate - an inner ghost?

Greg shook his head: "Knight Commander, you forgot the point I said just now that the path of the flaming sword is not very deep with each other.

Partnerships may not even be aware of the other's existence. "

Winston thought it was extremely absurd: "You mean the way of the fire sword that controls the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce belongs to one of the 'angels',

And the one who tried to break into it to turn against Congreve belonged to another-

How can such an "organization" exist in the world?