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Chapter 1102: curve.
"Are you asking what I am doing? Hmm... I just have nothing to do for a stroll. After all, thinking about it, I haven’t eaten anything for tens of thousands of years. It’s not easy to come to the Karamus Empire for a taste. There is always nothing inappropriate about the specialties here, isn’t it?"
Silently staring directly at the aristocratic fat man with a hard face in front of him, the cautious punk was silent for several seconds, and then calmly said his so-called "reason for going out" while calmly controlling a piece of brown bread. He jumped into his hand from the quartermaster's box next to him.
"Crunch"!
Take a bite of a corner of the bread, chew the cold hard rough flour, feel the clear fragrance of the wheat field blooming between the lips and teeth, and taste the nutrition of vitamins and minerals being released............
It must be admitted that although the bread produced by Iberfeld is hard and astringent in terms of taste, it is not as comfortable as a piece of metal to chew in punk, but it is not difficult to find if you taste it carefully. Because of this hard food processing method, ordinary hard bread can perfectly retain all the delicious sweetness of malt. With the conversion and continuous generation of maltose, this pure natural flavor is actually It's thick and fragrant.
Of course, the hungry and cold refugees cannot have the opportunity to taste the aromatic flavor wrapped under the surface of brown bread. After all, in order to avoid being robbed of food, they have to stuff anything that can be eaten into their stomachs as soon as possible. Now two legendary professionals stand on the noisy street and comment on the taste of this kind of disaster relief rations. They are not interested in a piece of black bread...
In fact, until a whole piece of bread was eaten up slowly by the expressionless Morningstar Mage, Donnela, who said nothing, was just patiently watching the "pale scepter" in punk's hand, and the cold wind was precipitous. Blowing across the chapped bluestone floor, the flying dust rolled and swirled in the cold wind. Unknowingly, the "star wolf", who looked like a good gentleman at first, has now turned into a sculpture-like expression.
"This is the "great reward" you get? Mr. "Temporary Leader"? This is the treasure you have come all the way to the plane of Falun to pursue? How about? Are you satisfied with the "generosity" of your Patriarch?"
Not without jokingly asking about the unlucky Morningstar Mage whose soul was obviously controlled by Messoul, the ridicule in the punk tone was really unabashed.
Yes, what a funny reality this is. Isn’t it a matter of course that leaders of different legendary organizations have completely different leadership styles?
If the old Hongpao "scarlet scepter" policy method of the Santarin Society is the so-called "rule by doing nothing, it will come naturally", then the "chairman" of the "silent alliance" is a typical "interchange of interests and cooperation". A win-winner, as for Mr. "Archmage" of the Mage Guild... Maybe a long, long time ago, he was also like the old Eman who had the name of the Throne of Yaori and ignored government affairs, but now, he is finally forced. Messoul, who was on the road, has become an authoritarian gambler who acts regardless of the consequences.
A gambler who loses his eyes needs to get chips by all means to continue his gamble. At this time, any "fools" who are not fully judged on the form will only be attracted by the so-called generous rewards and eventually become a living "bargaining chip". At the gambling table, Donnela, who is now sighing helplessly in front of punk, is a typical example.
He must have been self-enclosing himself, living in seclusion in the star realm and never communicating with the outside world to obtain information, he didn't realize that there was something wrong with his immediate boss, right?
"This is a "perfect reward", Mr. Sai'an, I can swear to ensure that every drop of blood flowing in my veins is shaking "excitedly" because of the richness of this reward! Yes, that's right! We have never been enemies but allies, have we? Believe me, I am not far away from being promoted to the next professional level, when the time comes..."
In the face of the caster’s ridicule and ridicule, Donnella, with his tight lips, did not express his dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction. He only hinted at his intentions and thoughts very vaguely, and then continued to stand firm in the tower. Just in front of the courtyard gate.
This is a very firm statement, but it is also a piece of nonsense of unclear meaning.
What the "Astral Wolf" wants to tell punk is translated as "I am now subject to people and I can only obey orders honestly to be this hell temporary leader, but I'm about to upgrade. Now don't make me embarrass me. Wait until I get upgraded. Get rid of the shackles, you are my strongest buddy. Then, how about we go to find some culprit and settle the general ledger together"?
Sounds very exciting, doesn't it? The taste also has a kind of inspirational meaning of "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi not bullying the young and poor".
But if you want to use a glass cover, you know that this is all nonsense!
Punk can guarantee that as soon as the "star husky" in front of him is free, what he does is definitely to run into the sea of chaos and hide for 30 to 40 million years, and seek revenge on the throne of Yaori? He won't even pay the favors he owes!
As the saying goes, when is the injustice reported?
It is not too late for a gentleman to avenge a billion years!
"..."
"I think I will have the opportunity to witness your so-called determination and will. I hope you can continue to fight as a qualified "leader" at that time, but...not now!"
There was no excessive action or excessive reprimand. The punk with the dark golden eyes that had gradually disappeared did not directly act because of Donnela's obstruction.
After all, the Karamus Empire is far too close to the Yaori Magic Tower in Messoul after all. As a forty-sixth-level morning star mage, the "Astral Wolf" is not easy to deal with. It is in the "guildmaster" and the red robe. It was a bit unwise to provoke a dispute before the news from Bian came....
Of course, the most important reason is because punk wants to deal with an ordinary Morningstar fighter who has no scheming and means. It is not the only way to do it yourself. Now that there is a troublesome guy guarding under his tower, Then just change another way to "save the country with the curve".
Anyway, the purpose of the morning star mage and the priest of the god stick is only to let the "valkyrie" die, and the result of her death is the most important.
Don’t forget, not long ago, Ganatika, who had been traveling for a long time, had already returned to the basement of the Magic Tower of Whispers of Destruction............
End of this Chapter
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