Witch Brigade

　　 The appearance of the Duke of Hell confirmed many of Quinnes’ previous speculations, but it also confirmed the fact that there is a legendary powerhouse in St. Dres. Fes.

Quinns rubbed his forehead a little sadly. Although he had a certain expectation in his heart, after the truth was confirmed, his heart still felt bitter. The church of Ten Thousand Snakes made him a little overwhelmed, and the Duke of Hell said Grid, how this storm ended, Quinns really scratched his head.

　　 Let go of my worries, now is the time to see the appreciation meeting, but not the time to think about it.

　　 "Baron Dodd, it turns out that you are here. Lord Walker is looking for you everywhere. Please go to the front hall." The butler that Quinns met before appeared in the side hall, politely.

　　Queens' eyes flickered, and the butler could not find himself. It should be the action of the Duke of Hell. He nodded immediately, and Quinnes followed the butler and came to the hall.

　　 A lot of people have already arrived in the hall at this time, and Quinnes even saw a few history professors and students who had a relationship with Foming University.

　　 dressed like aristocrats, only talk about three, he did not expect that in St. Dres Fez, there will be people who will study history like the old Earl Walker. After all, with the arrogance of the old Earl Walker, he would not invite those nobles who did not match their names.

But what really surprised Quinns was that Old Earl Walker actually invited a commoner. Although several professors and students from Fomin Li University may also be common people, after all, the identity of Fomin Li was placed there, no matter what they were wearing. You can tell at a glance.

　　 And the commoner that Quinnes thought of was the difference between him and the nobleman or the college student. In this regard, as a former assassin, Quinnes would still not be wrong.

　　Sure enough, Quinnes walked to the old Earl Walker and asked, and got an affirmative answer.

"This kid is very obsessed with archeology, especially obsessed with the history of the Quaternary and Fifth Epochs. For this reason, he also asked me to find him a job as an administrator in the Gronnu Library." Old Earl Walker exclaimed Tao.

　　 "Did you agree?" Librarian, this is standard for the protagonist.

　　 "Of course, it's just a job as a librarian." Old Earl Walker waved his hand.

　　 A job as a librarian was really easy for the old Earl Walker, he didn't even need to come forward, and his assistant took care of it.

Quinnes paid special attention to this librarian because of his temperament, that independent temperament, which inexplicably reminded him of a long-lost person, Vannie Cecil, the Warlock of Destiny. .

　　 "What's his name?" Quinns asked curiously.

　　 "Ryan Salom, a great young man." In the eyes of the old Earl Walker, he was full of support.

　　 quietly activated the eyes of the void, and suddenly an inexplicable aura hovered over Ryan Salom's head and sank into the void. Quinnes thought secretly, this breath was similar to, but different from, Vannie Cecil and his mirror of destiny.

　　 "Ryan Salom, a very good name." Quinns replied, but he took care of Ryan Salom.

　　 seemed to sense Quince's gaze, and Ryan Salom, who had been shrinking in the corner looking at an old statue, suddenly turned his head to meet Quince's gaze.

　　 saw his cheeks reddened, and after a quick nod, he immediately avoided the gaze from Quinns.

　　 Seeing this, Old Earl Walker smiled and said, "Don't bully him, he is a very shy little guy."

　　 "It can be seen." Quinnes smiled and nodded.

　　 Then, the old Earl Walker led Quinns to get to know the participants one by one. The three aristocrats were all aristocrats of neutral factions, which expanded many of his contacts.

Appreciation will tell the truth that they don’t have anything to say about Quinns. Everyone is talking about them. When they hold their own opinions on a small matter in history, Quinns can only be a bystander, watching quietly, and occasionally publishing some history he knows. The black history in China has not been taken lightly by everyone. On the contrary, Ryan Salom, whom Quinns is following, has changed from his usual shyness at this time, fighting for all kinds of history, antiquities, etc. based on reason, and even has a red face several times.

The 　　 appreciation meeting will not end until midnight, and the people are still not satisfied, reluctantly leaving the earl's mansion.

　　 The carriage slowly walked on the deserted street. The steam railcar on the street had already been out of service. Quinst wanted to let the coachman drive slowly. The cold wind blew into the carriage, and Quinns' thoughts became especially clear.

Today, Duke Tige will actually appear here, and he can even put down his previous grudges, and wants to find a helper to plan the chaotic divinity. Obviously, the core divinity of the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents is for the Duke of Hell. As far as the devil is concerned, it is such a big temptation that even the Duke of Hell temporarily put aside his plan for the pages of truth.

From a practical point of view, for low- and middle-level transcendents, chaotic divinity is not as valuable as truth. The pages are of great value, or more precisely, it takes a long, long time for medium- and low-priced transcendents to obtain chaotic divinity In terms of utilization, it is precisely from this that this is the way to take evil.

　　 Looking back at the Duke of Hell, these people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Obviously divinity is more attractive than the secret truth, because this is the way to God.

　　Queens, who bowed his head in contemplation, suddenly felt a breeze in the carriage, and on the seat opposite him, a shadowy silhouette appeared looming in front of him.

　　Quines raised his head and said without any surprise: "Here."

　　 After the silhouette was silent for a moment, he said, "What is it that I want to meet so anxiously?"

　　Quines smiled slightly: "With the information you got in the mysterious defense organization, it shouldn't be impossible to guess what information I want."

　　 "Hey, you people, really, a semi-sacred weapon makes you like a great enemy." The silhouette said with a slight disdain.

　　Quinns: "Since you know, then tell me, where is the Quetzalcoatl statue placed now?"

　　 "Oh, you look at me high, it's a semi-artifact, how can I know where it is stored."

　　 "Oh? I was very disdainful when I listened to you before. Why, now I don't know? So you are not a legend." Quinns chuckled.

"Sooner or later, it will be yes," the silhouette snorted, "but recently, many people have been inquiring about the Quetzalcoatl statue. The small movements of a few people in the agency are really obvious. I really don't know who taught their undercover training. It's terrible."

　　 "Hey, I am not asking you to show off your ability. I need you to give me exact information."

　　 "You really want to get the Quetzalcoatl statue." The silhouette was slightly surprised and said: ‘Hmph, it’s for those witches, I didn’t see you being so passionate. "