"Look, it has appeared."

"It's really here."

"It's really here."

"Don't follow me!"

"Here, here."

"G... woo woo woo."

The warriors who had slaughtered a wild boar and roasted for a supper greeted Chromie friendly.

"..."

Chromie suddenly didn't know what to say, so he had to brew his feelings.

"You are really good. You solved the enemy in the warehouse so quickly. Have you found the clue?"

Chromie perfectly covered the turbulent MMP with his innocent smile.

"No."

"Absolutely not."

"I can't find it at all."

"Huh, it's hot."

"Sorry, we rummaged through the warehouse and didn't find any follow-up plans."

Chromie couldn't stretch it anymore.

I'm afraid that you commit two crimes. Didn't I even forge footprints deliberately?

"Uh, didn't you look for it near that warehouse?"

Chromie's response was dumbfounded.

"Well, don't bother you for supper, I'll go back and take a look at the scene."

Chromie used the flash technique.

"Look, let me just say it, it's so troublesome to find clues or something, it's more convenient to wait for the bronze dragon to lead the way."

The druid breathed and spoke, the meat in his hand exuding a seductive aroma.

"No, I went to Dunkirk Castle to rescue the old idiot of Thrall, but after the warden was killed, the guy was going to save his little lover. He ran away stabs and waited for us to chase. Fuck him, that guy slaughtered the entire village alone, holding the body of his little lover and howling. At that time, we were thinking, Thrall is so awesome and needs us to save it? This kind of executioner who kills humans, I should be strangled in the cradle at all. Really, if I couldn't beat Thrall, I would just do it."

"There is so much nonsense, do you want to say that the Alliance owes you a medal of merit?"

"I didn't do it."

"Because you can't beat it."

"Can you listen to people well? I just want to tell you that sometimes the bronze dragon will not come out to lead the way."

"I think it's because you are so ugly."

"Ugly? My mother is beautiful!"

"Huh? You are a bitch."

"Oh! So you are a woman!"

"I... I can bear you."

"It's good to be a woman."

Guozilian looked at the four noisy people, and decided to replenish his strength quietly.

About the time to gnaw a pig's paw, Chromie returned.

"You are too careless. The clues are buried behind the warehouse. Look."

Chromie handed an oily paper bag with an earthy smell, and after the Guozi face took it, he rubbed his little hand on Delaney, grabbed the meat and ate it.

"This mysterious organization is ill. The warehouse is obviously the base, and the plan is buried in the ground. Even if it is buried in the ground, it is still buried behind the warehouse!"

"It's not normal. Everyone is obviously an enemy of life and death, and they are still fighting while commenting. There is so much nonsense with the enemy. At first glance, it is not a serious organization."

"Learned, the simpler the trick, the more effective it is."

"Huh? Even if you change the subject so bluntly, it can't conceal the fact that we haven't found a clue."

"Shut up, you are a waste of no effort at all."

"Return the Titan Potion to me."

"Well, you have worked hard, but you are the one who is ashamed, so don't get rid of yourself."

"But from the very beginning, I said that except for planting land and picking grass to make potions, I can't do anything else."

"..."

Guozilian quickly read the plan of the mysterious organization and handed it to other companions, but found embarrassingly that no one took it.

"Hurry up and eat, boss, this dwarf has a lot of appetite, and you won't have it if you don't do it."

Said the draenei thief

"Wait, why is he the boss?"

The soldier asked dissatisfiedly.

"It doesn't matter to me. After this battle, everyone will stay away from each other. It doesn't matter who is the boss. It's not you, a dead monster."

The mage continued to be at odds with the fighters.

"You guys talk too much nonsense, it's good for him to be the captain."

Druid thought the original pork chops tasted great.

Have you asked my opinion?

Guozilian thought for a while, it's better not to care about them.

"I'll just say it briefly. Princess Jia Liya is not in the procession to send off the relatives, but went to Guy Erdalon Lake Heart Fort in advance. But tomorrow's wedding ceremony, the princess needs to show up, so it will be around ten tomorrow morning. At about one point, the princess will secretly leave the castle, meet with the sending party on the road, and return to the castle in an open manner. The mystery organization intends to use this opportunity to hijack the princess and enter the wedding banquet with a fake."

"I withdrew my previous evaluation, the mysterious organization is very thoughtful."

"These nobles are really fine."

"It's okay, I've seen more fucking things."

"Give."

After the Druid and other Chinese characters had finished speaking, he handed him a piece of slightly charred meat.

"Uh, thank you."

The face of Guozi glowed with the light of the bonfire, trying to determine which part of the pig was the dark thing.

"I think this temporary team is enough for you, so I kept it quietly for you. Only the strong are qualified to enjoy Ding Ding."

The face without flaws in the Chinese character slipped.

"Sorry, your kindness was wasted."

"It's a pity, it's been more than three seconds."

"Feel sorry."

Chromie had used pig bones to outline a simple map on the ground when they were gagging.

"I calculated the itinerary, and the only place suitable for ambush is here. You have a rest and then leave before dawn. There is still time. Good luck, warriors of the alliance."

After speaking, Chromie disappeared again, leaving only a map and half a pig's bones in front of the warriors.

"This stuff is really edible."

"Dragon hates God and is well-deserved."

"I'll get some meat back."

The thief disappeared in front of his teammates.

The druid was still struggling with the pig Tintin on the ground.

Guozilian looked at the map, and he already knew where the X was on the ground. After removing the shield behind it as a pillow, he lay down on the spot and covered his body with a cloak, ready to take a nap.

The others had no meat to eat, and quieted down.

So apart from the crackling of the firewood, the night finally recovered its due tranquility.

"Hey, are you asleep, waste."

"The mages are really blind, so they don't know how to look at them for themselves."

"I see your waist pocket, there are Gwent cards in it, right?"

"What? You are also a fan."

"A game?"

"Come on."

"What is this? This is not popular on my side, I haven't seen it."

Delaney leaned over curiously.

"Then what card game is popular on your side?"

The soldier asked curiously.

"Mahjong."

"I haven't heard of it."

The mage thought he was well-informed, knowledgeable, and curious about unknown matters.

"It's boring. Those guys yelling and playing mahjong are the most annoying, but the skills are not good, I have almost never won."

"Oh, that sounds interesting."

"The mouth is upright."

"I really don't like it, but everyone loves to play and follow along. They told me Tianhu's secret before being summoned by the Scales of Time Sand."

"Tianhu?"

"It's probably the kind of five heroes and four spies with horns in your Gwent card starting hand."

"Oh, this is great."

"What was Hu's secret that day?"

"The legendary groundless change of luck."

"do not know."

"never heard of that."

Pressing Guozilian to bear the irritability, advised myself---Being so open-minded before the death battle, these teammates are capable and there is nothing to worry about.

Sleeping, sleeping, maybe the one who feels uneasy is the weakest one.

Rest, rest, save strength, restore strength.

"Yo, Gwent, take me one?"

The thief appeared suddenly, with five rabbits on his belt.

"The boss went to bed so early?"

"You move very fast."

"It's just a petting rabbit at night, it's not a big animal."

"The next game, you lose if you lose."

"No problem, I'll wait."

The druid touched the face of Guozi and began to mutter.

"Captain, get up and eat a little bit. Sleeping hungry is not good for your health."

"Aren't you a druid? You should be very skilled in bloodletting and skinning."

The Paladin saw through the tricks of his teammates at a glance.

"I made the condiments."

alright, you win.

For the sake of the captain, I did the groceries.

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