Remember [www.novelmtl.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

what happened? The sudden change made Hailuer, who lacked the experience, know how to deal with it for a short time. He stayed there for a few seconds before pushing the door and rushing in.

When she came to the black-black mouse, the self-proclaimed half-god and half-human existence had turned up and said quietly:

"You forgot to close the door."

"Ah..." Hailuer first looked awkward, then found that he was eager to figure out the situation, did not close the door as usual, preventing the maid from peeking inside.

Seeing the mouse seemed to be nothing big, Hailuer licked his lips, turned his body and walked back to the door.

In the process, she did not forget to look into the direction of the full-length mirror. I saw that everything was normal, there was no problem, and the scene in the room was clearly reflected. There was not more than one person and many things.

In the sound of the click, Hailuer volunteered:

"Teacher, what happened just now?"

The fur-black mouse was facing her side, her eyes turned to the window:

"In the world of occultism, in any place involving supernatural powers, it is full of danger and cannot be careless.

"I just tried to use a mirror to do a divination. The result attracted an unknown gaze. After fierce confrontation, I finally solved the problem and did not let the danger spread to the entire neighborhood."

The rat's words are fluent, there is no stuttering and intermittent, it seems that the Thunder is just a small matter.

That's it... Why didn't you remind me of this before... Hailuer frowned and frowned, faintly smelling the mixed smell of hair burning and oil decomposition.

Waiting for her to respond, the mouse turned to the balcony, almost facing her back:

"My physical condition is therefore a problem, no longer suitable for staying here, otherwise it is easy to be discovered by the night church.

"Well, you are looking for a chance to send me to the manor in your hometown."

Looking at the mouse with a blackened fur, smelling the smell of barbecue, Hairouer silenced for a few seconds, pressed the doubts, and ordered the next:

"Ok."

............

160 Berkrend Street.

Sitting in the easy chair, Klein saw the surface of the whole body mirror overflowing with water waves, and raised a silver awn.

The silver words are formed one after another, forming a sentence:

"The great master, your small servant, Arrods, has followed your instructions, warning the half-god of the thief's route and giving her a small punishment."

she was? When Klein was chewing on the personal pronouns used by Arrods, the mirrors sparkled and reflected a scene:

The silver-white lightning was fierce and the gray mouse twitched and fell.

This is too... is it too weak? Klein suddenly realized that the state of the demigod might be worse than he thought.

“Are you satisfied with my handling?” The silver lines squirmed quickly and became a question.

"Not bad." Klein sighed softly.

Considering the state of the demigod, he paused for a second and tried to ask:

"Why don't you kill her directly?"

Arrods outlined one silver word after another on the mirror surface:

"If you can't be sure that you can really kill the demigod target, then it's best not to push them to a desperate situation.

"Once they no longer suppress and completely abandon themselves, they will become incomplete and unreasonable mythological creatures.

"A lot of times, they are in a wrong state and they are hard to exert their strength because they are fighting against the tendency to get out of control.

"I, my body is not here, I can only make a small punishment."

At the same time as the last line of speech was highlighted, the water on the whole body mirror flashed twice, and Klein Horan had some kind of creature looking at his own feelings.

He did not respond in this regard and nodded:

"Come here today, if there is anything, I will call you again."

"Okay, Master~" The mirror immediately reflected a waving stick figure.

After cleaning up the room, Klein ended the nap and opened the door and walked out of the master bedroom.

Not long after, the butler in white gloves, Walter, came to the third floor and entered the semi-open room with a large balcony, to the employer, Dawn Doncaster:

“Sir, the church sent a letter to invite you to serve as the board member of the 'Luen Charity Student Fund'. You can choose to work directly there, have a meager salary, or just use it as a Honorary title, only participate in discussions and voting when there are major issues."

The church is very efficient. It has already put the shelf up... Klein thought about it and thought that since he had donated more than 10,000 pounds, there is no need to get a salary. It’s better to do things thoroughly, and consider it. Open channel:

“As an honorary title, but I hope to participate in the actual operation of the fund occasionally, for its promotion to help more people contribute extra strength.”

"I will pass on your ideas to the church." Walter responded earnestly. "If you have no other problems and nothing else, then it is best to witness the official establishment of the fund on Wednesday morning."

Klein picked up the bone china cup and drank the lipstick tea ceremony:

"it is good."

............

On the "Golden Dream", Daniz stood in front of the deck and looked at the blue and blue sea in front of the waves.

After being urging again by Germann Sparrow, he felt that he could not delay any more, or else he might become a bounty.

I don't want to fall asleep and become a bunch of banknotes... I am suspected to be suspected! Daniz grinned for a while, and took the courage to go straight through the hatch to the captain's room.

In the absence of Anderson Hood in a short time, he can only face the "Iceberg Lieutenant" Edwina Edwards.

After arriving at the destination, Daniz made three deep breaths to raise his right hand and prepare to knock on the door.

Just then, the voice of "Iceberger Lieutenant" was heard from inside:

"Please come in."

"..." Danizton lived with his right hand, smirked and opened the door.

He immediately saw his captain sitting at his desk and holding a deep red water-absorbing pen, not knowing what to write.

"Captain, I have something to ask you." Daniz leaned over and leaned over and said with a smile.

Edwina put down the pen and pulled the cuffs of the shirt with lace-like bow tie, looking at Daniz:

"Do you want to ask about West Byron?"

"Ah?" Daniz's expression became sluggish.

The captain already knows?

Definitely "iron" "bucket" these **** these shit, tell the captain about things!

I know that in this ship, there is no secret to be conservative, especially for the captain!

After a lot of anger in his heart, Daniz reappeared with a smile:

"Yes, you know, I am very interested in history and geography."

Edwina is as clear as the spring's eyelids, turning slightly, looking out the window:

"This is international politics."

Don't wait for the hard-hitting Daniz to find other excuses, she said to herself:

“In West Bailang, there are cities managed by the Luen, there are valleys belonging to the Intis, indigenous generals supported by Lun, tribes obeying the orders of the Intes, and the need to balance the needs of the two great powers. At the state level, they secretly liaised with different factions of the spiritual group to compete for or claim to be descendants of death. In addition, the Rose School and the Fossac Empire also had a strong influence in West Byron. No force on the surface belongs to them. But in fact, many generals of many generals have surrendered to them.

"among them……"

Daniz listened and suddenly smiled and raised his hand:

"Captain, I, I need to take a note."

Otherwise you can't remember it!

The interrupted Edwina was not angry and pointed to the pen and paper on the table:

"this is a good habit.

"I don't think that Gelman Sparrow does not want to get the wrong information."

"Ah?" Daniz stayed there again.

............

"West Bai Lang is really chaotic. Even if it is just a small warlord, it is sometimes difficult to see which force he belongs to. Who is supported by it... The Rose School has a strong influence here? That pair For me, the danger is abruptly rising..." Klein took a letter from Deniz from the messenger, Renee Nikol, and opened it on the spot.

This made him feel that he should not go to West Byron himself, unless he followed Mr. Azick.

PS: Change it first.