Night Crow Master

On the other side, Congobert.

West 4th District 4th Street, rows of neatly planned buildings are arranged in

Kanette looked at his watch, adjusted his collar, and checked the long sword around his waist.

A few days ago, he successfully applied to be the guard of the Crow Chamber of Commerce.

He is a mercenary, but in the winter, he dare not run to other places.

Before the end of Winter, he didn't plan to accept any commissions other than Congobert.

Later, a friend of his told him that the Crow Chamber of Commerce recruited security guards.....

Security? Protect safety? It should mean guarding, right?

Although he hadn't heard of this word before, it should have exactly this meaning.

From a distance, Carnet could see the huge, cylindrical tower.

No. 44, 4th Street, West 4th District.

This is the address of the Crow Chamber of Commerce.

It's kind of like a noble residence.

After sighing, Kanette's right hand squeezed the handle of the sword, adjusted his mood, and was ready to go to work. If he performed well, he would receive a bonus.

It's awesome!

"Speaking of, work? Why is work called work?"

Touching his chin, Kanette continued to walk forward with a look of doubt.

When he walked to the corner of the building, he found several black animals that looked like cats and dogs.

A little boy is playing with them.

In the beginning, Canet didn't feel anything wrong, and even almost ignored them.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that there was a wall, a building, and there were no little boys or animals.

"Ok!?"

Kanette rubbed his eyes, there was still a wall.

Is it wrong?

Kanette frowned slightly, but he was not ready to stay any longer.

If you delay any longer, you will be late and you won't get the full attendance bonus.

Kanette glanced around, and after confirming that everything was normal, he moved on and walked quickly to the Crow Chamber of Commerce.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a trance.

When Kanette came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he had returned to his original position. Not far in front, a black Doberman was squatting there, with yellowish eyes staring at him.

Guru--

Canet swallowed, this situation is too weird, is it a monster?

Congobert has a monster running in?

Or is it a demon of an adult?

He nervously displayed his median mercenary emblem: "I am a four-sided mercenary."

Although he has not encountered it before, he has heard that powerful monsters have wisdom comparable to humans.

The black only tilted his head, and then turned his head to plan the snow, and out of the snow a thing that looked like an iron chain was dug out, just like an ordinary dog.

Is it because you are thinking wrong?

Kanette was a little puzzled, and there was silence around him. Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the streets full of snow and footprints.

He looked at the footprints in front of him carefully. The footprints were basically covered with a layer of snow, and he felt that it was at least ten to twenty minutes.

And, there is no trace of his.

He didn't go to the front at all...

Carnet opened his mouth slightly, stretched out his right hand in disbelief, and squeezed the back of his left hand.

pain!

Isn't it an illusion?

What is going on?

At this moment, he suddenly saw the black dog swaying its body, shaking off all the snowflakes falling on it, and then lazily stepping into the alley between the buildings.

".......what happened?"

There was a furry in Canet's heart, he glanced left and right, speeding up and walking towards the Crow Chamber of Commerce.

He didn't realize that after he walked tens of meters, the black dog appeared again, standing on the roof of a three-story building, his eyes flashed with a humane light.

But before its spell was launched, a wave of spells arose, interrupting its actions:

"Sir Godot, please don't play around with the employees of our Chamber of Commerce."

A familiar voice rang behind it, causing it to cancel the upcoming counterattack.

The black doberman turned his head and saw a tall man in a black housekeeper uniform.

This housekeeper suit is somewhat similar to a tuxedo with a special style.

Blinking his eyes, the black doberman spits out:

"Isn't this President Gore? Have you finished your work? Why come to me with a leisurely mind?"

There is a strange language habit at the end.

But Gore didn't regard it as a monster.

The other party was a genuine wizard, a wizard of apocalypse, and he was different.

According to the information he learned, this Godot was an apocalyptic wizard.

When the opponent was advancing the Apocalypse, he drank the transformation potion as a potion to stabilize the Apocalypse domain, causing a problem with the core of the Apocalypse, and the overlapping position of the spirit sea and the brain was misaligned.

The opponent can only use spells while maintaining the canine form. The opponent has tried to transform back into a human form, but once it returns to a human form, it will become extremely weak.

Therefore, the other party maintains the form of canines for a long time.

Not only is he dressed, the smile on Gore’s face is also similar to Yate, especially the curvature of the corners of his mouth, which is almost exactly the same as Yate:

"Sir Godot, have you processed the material procurement license of our Chamber of Commerce? Seven days have passed."

Gore, who admired Yate more and more, not only learned Yate's way of thinking, but also learned Yate's dress and habits unconsciously.

He has investigated in detail the Lord Godot under the Marquis of Congobert. The Lord Godot is a powerhouse of the apocalypse, but he has no real power. He has always been a follower of the Marquis of Congobert. Stay here.

The other party's character... is very slow, and everything will be delayed. I went to the Lord Godot at noon a few days ago, but got the reply "Minister Godot has not come yet".

This made Gore have to find him.

As a chamber of commerce, some relatively dangerous materials require procurement permission, and this Godot is the person in charge of Congobert City who is responsible for approving the procurement of hazardous materials.

It is really hard to understand, can such a person be able to hold such a position?

Godot sniffed while Gore's belly defamated.

A bird smell.

Transfiguration wizards are really annoying, especially those who have implanted feline monsters.

Transfiguration is a faction in the life system.

The life system involves treatment, heredity, bloodline, transformation, transformation, totem, etc.

Among them, the sorcerer faction that uses the blood of monsters to transform itself and allow them to obtain the extraordinary abilities of the monsters is called the Transfiguration. This name also extends to other extraordinary people. Anyone with the extraordinary ability of transformation is called Metamorphosis.

Although he didn't want to, Godot himself was considered a transformation wizard, and he hated transformation in his heart.

Looking at the executive chairman of the Crow Chamber of Commerce, the opponent's smell of birds, that smell similar to that of crows, is undoubtedly a wizard implanted with the blood of a crow monster.

Moreover, there are quite a lot of blood veins implanted, which have already overshadowed its own blood veins. It can only feel the other party, with only a little wizardry feeling.

Even the opponent was promoted to Apocalypse by relying on the blood of the monster-the opponent's psychic pollution was almost non-existent.

Many wizards with low bloodlines have chosen this approach after reaching their limits.

But being promoted to the Apocalypse through the blood of monsters also means that they can no longer serve as lords, even the lowest knight lords, and most countries will not accept such wizards as lords.

Only the Dera Empire is still somewhat possible.

Smacking his lips, with a little pity in his heart, Godot replied:

"Don't worry, President Gore, I will deal with it immediately after I go back."

At the same time, he silently added a sentence in his heart, he should be able to handle it in a few days.

Because of his procrastination, a lot of documents have been piled up on his desk without processing.

The more you drag, the less you want to do it.

He just went to take a look today and he ran out immediately.

I wanted to adjust, but...

Godot raised his head and looked at the tall Gore. The Transfiguration wizards really hate, the merchants really hate.

Gore just squinted his eyes, the corner of his mouth couldn't distinguish the emotional smile:

"Master Godot, this batch of materials is very important to us. If it is too late, it is conservatively estimated that it will cause a loss of at least three hundred gold coins. If there are too many, it may reach five thousand. Please as soon as possible, otherwise we will be very distressed."

"OK, good~"

Godot lazily perfunctory, two paws slashed away the snow in front of him, and then threw the magic item that looked like a necklace from the roof.

so troublesome......

The two passers-by who were walking down the street suddenly stopped, then looked around suspiciously.

This is still fun.

Gore wasn't angry with the obvious perfunctory gesture of the other party, he just said lightly:

"By the way, among these goods, there are also goods purchased by Lord Marquis."

After speaking, Gore's hands were behind his back, and a grayish-white mist enveloped him. When the mist dissipated, Gore's figure had completely disappeared.

Godot's eyes narrowed, and the long, narrow dog eyes looked like a line:

"Is the mind foggy?"

He shook his head, he seemed to be unconsciously affected by the fog of mind.

He glanced at the footprints and looked at the thin layer of snowflakes above. The other party had already left ten minutes ago.

"Ha~~"

Opening his mouth, Godot yawned:

"Okay, okay, people are really impatient now."

Standing up, Godot stepped lazily and jumped from the top of the building.

"After finishing work, go to the pub to have a drink? Go and meet that lovely girl~~~"

"Godot, Godot~Industrious Godot loves work~Industrious Godot loves work~"

"Godot, Godot~The industrious Godot never delays~The industrious Godot is never late~"

Humming a tone that is not unpleasant, Godot's figure gradually disappeared into the snow.