Quadruple split

Game time PM22:48

"Then, I will take my leave first, Your Excellency Heifan."

She obviously didn't know how to stay up late, but now she looked depressed. She nodded slightly to Mo Tan, stretched out on the chair without any image, stood up, and picked up the chair in front of the table. There were two pages in the stack that were Avery's ideas, three pages were Philip's ideas, and nearly sixty pages were the "Draft Directions for Restructuring the Garrison" conceived by Mo Tan. He staggered out of the prayer room with the same expression he had on the school grounds before. The energetic look had long since disappeared, and the thin back looked desolate, like an ill-fated Cordoba.

"Well, I won't let you have a good rest. It's too fake."

Mo Tan smiled calmly at the elf girl who had already walked to the door, and sincerely comforted her: "Try not to sleep too late."

Xia Liya turned to look at Lord Hei Fan behind the table, who had given her at least two hundred hairs' worth of work when he arrived, and asked with twitching corners of her mouth: "Are you... concerned about my health, or are you? Are you afraid that my poor mental health will delay my work?"

"Just work hard without exhausting yourself. Your body is the capital of your faith."

Mo Tan casually changed a famous saying outside the game, and smiled kindly at Shalia: "I have a very high-level alchemist friend who also came with me. Later I will ask her to help you prepare something that is good for your health and It’s a medicine with no side effects, but it’s been hard on you these past few days.”

"Thank you very much..."

Xia Liya, who didn't pay special attention to etiquette, nodded absently, then remained silent for a few seconds, and said seriously to Mo Tan with stern eyes: "Now that I have made a decision, I will definitely try my best to complete these things. It's a stomach-churning job. However, although you have successfully persuaded me to put my chips on you, it does not mean that I believe you 100%. Pastor Heifan, it would be fine if it was just ordinary cooperation, but this level of Placing a bet is not something that can be repeated casually a second time. In the words of the Wealth Sect, what is it called..."

"Stop losses in time."

The Just Son, who had an extraordinary understanding of the Wealth Sect, continued without thinking, causing Philip to give him a fierce look.

"That's right, stop the loss in time."

Shalia herself didn't pay attention to Avery's interruption. She just glanced at Mo Tan meaningfully and said quietly: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Mo Tan, who had almost maxed out his empathy talent, nodded immediately and showed a reassuring smile: "People with poor psychological quality have a common problem, which is that they are very afraid of disappointing others."

Shallya nodded with deep understanding and said, "For example, Mino."

"More like me."

Mo Tan shrugged and lowered his eyes again: "Okay, Ms. Shalia, you know that you are using your rest time to chat with me right now. Don't you think it's a bit uneconomical?"

He is not chasing people away. You must know that Shalia, who has already made her choice, is indeed very busy now. To put it bluntly, it has reached the point where she has to spend all her rest time working and she doesn’t know whether she can finish it in time, so Under such circumstances, it is indeed a bit of a disadvantage to talk nonsense with an alien who can theoretically be active 24 hours a day.

"That's true, then good night, Lord Heifan."

Shalia had no intention of staying any longer. She said goodbye to Mo Tan again, nodded to the two saints and Yi Zuo at the door, and then left the prayer room with not very brisk steps.

After Yi Zuo closed the door again, Avery, who had tried hard to reduce his presence for half an hour, suddenly smacked his lips and couldn't help complaining: "This girl is not an ordinary person. I feel something like Feiya from her." Li’s aura is a bit scary.”

"The atmosphere within the Knowledge Sect is gentler than our Fertility."

Phillip said something disapprovingly and shrugged: "Since the priest Shalia Ain can be driven out from that place, naturally he will not be a simple person."

Avery rolled his eyes and said indignantly: "Then why was Fiyali not kicked out by the Wealth Sect? Everyone saw that woman's ability to make trouble, so she just mentioned the supply list she made for us. , His Majesty Ambros from Hei Fan almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage after reading it and returned to the embrace of God."

"Because the person who almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage was His Majesty Ambro, not His Majesty Levigatz of the Wealth Sect, so even if the matter is put on the table, Fialli will only be rewarded for her sophisticated vision and accurate shots."

Philip gave the perfect answer unhurriedly, then walked to the empty chair in front of Mo Tan and sat down. He shook his head and sighed: "It's not just the Dawn Sect, don't forget our fertility and your justice. We also extorted a lot of things from Fiyali's list. If we hadn't insisted on coming to Doumbouya City, the people above would have cursed us."

Avery cleared his throat, lowered his voice and said seriously: "The people over there did curse..."

"The guy over there also scolded me."

Phillip spread his hands and said in a helpless tone: "But the kind of scolding that directly flips the table and makes a fuss is different from the kind of scolding that you vent a few words behind your back but still obey in the end."

Avery nodded, sat down on the carpet with his legs crossed weakly, holding his cheek and said: "Anyway, I feel that if Shalia can follow Hei Fan wholeheartedly, she should be able to avoid a lot of trouble in the future. Personal suggestion Build a good relationship."

"it's useless."

Mo Tan rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, shook his head and said: "Whether it's drawing a pie or talking about dreams, it may be useful for pampered young men like you. You can't eat it on the border front like Doumbouya City. No matter it's Shallya or someone else, if you want to win their trust, you can only show your strength and value like you did just now. You can't just say a few words that look like that and have people follow you wholeheartedly."

Philip didn't react much after hearing this, he just laughed twice, while Avery jumped up and shouted: "I dare you to fool us two pampered young masters?"

"It depends on the outcome."

Mo Tan also laughed, raised his eyebrows and said: "If I didn't make any noise, then you must have been fooled by me. If I really made some achievements in Doumbuya City, Then others will think that you two are smart and discerning."

Avery looked at Mo Tan with a sad face: "Thankfully I still believe you so much. After we talked that day, I decided to follow you without saying a word!"

"Don't do this. The main reason why you came here can only be pointed out by someone who has a really good vision and an accurate judgment of people."

Mo Tan directly exposed Avery's rhetoric and sneered: "I'm not that naive. I think I can be so domineering that I can explain to the two His Highnesses the Holy Son in just a short chat."

Philip, whose biological clock is relatively healthy and who had expended a lot of energy as a referee, yawned and said with force, "The result is the same."

"Go and rest. You have worked hard today."

Mo Tan clapped his hands and smiled at the two of them: "If nothing else, at least no one will doubt you in terms of strength in the future. The rest will wait until Xia Liya sorts out the things and we start to go out to play in the autumn wind. talk later."

Phillip nodded and looked at Mo Tan with a grateful look. He was really tired. It would be fine if he was just working as a referee and working as a referee, but the key problem is that he is a bit of a germaphobe. Avery was able to take a rest here and there, but Philip was busy almost the whole day. Not only did he bear the same workload as Avery, but he also turned this prayer room, which will probably become a conference room in the future, twice. Although Yi Zou also helped with the general cleaning,... Philip loved to be clean too much. Although he didn't say anything directly to the results of the little girl's labor, he would always clean it up after the other party had finished cleaning it up.

This Holy Son of Fertility is a well-established NPC. In terms of energy, he is incomparable to Mo Tan, an outsider who is theoretically sleeping. After all this time, who else will be tired if he is not tired.

"Uh... I remember you have to go find that Skolk messenger later."

Avery frowned, and did not stand up with Phillip. Instead, he said to Mo Tan hesitantly: "After all, we are not one of our own, so we really don't need us brothers to follow us to support the scene?"

Mo Tan glanced at him angrily, shook his head and said: "The record left by Bishop Jost has clearly stated that the other party has only high-level people, and there is only one person. In this case, if you are still allowed to follow, It’s not about showing up but it’s embarrassing, so go back and rest.”

"Okay, everything hasn't been decided yet anyway. Just say hello when needed."

Avery then stood up and said with a cheerful smile: "In Fiari's words... treat us like floor tiles and move them wherever they are needed."

"I won't be polite when needed, but..."

Mo Tan paused and said in a slightly more serious tone: "Don't be as impulsive as you were just now. I know you mean well, but if the situation were different and Skolke's envoy did not come, I would probably I was forced to agree to your recommendation to go out alone in front of everyone."

Avery blinked, and then scratched his cheek a little: "I think I'm quite suitable..."

"This is not an outdoor teahouse in the City of Light, but a conference room in Doumbouya City."

Philip glanced at his friend who was obviously very wealthy, but had no choice but to be emotional: "You don't want to think about this kind of thing, only Hei Fan thinks about it."

The Holy Son of Justice was also a man of understanding. He immediately gave Mo Tan a ninety-degree bow and apologized heartily: "I was wrong!"

"There's no need to make it so formal. Don't worry. When I really need to use you, I promise I won't be polite."

Mo Tan didn't say much. After a word of relief, he urged with a smile: "You guys go and have a rest quickly. Don't forget that I don't know when I will be online tomorrow. You are still busy during the day."

"Okay, let's go first."

"good night, see you tomorrow."

In this way, the two His Highnesses the Holy Sons left the prayer room shortly after Shalia left.

…

ten minutes later

"Let's go too."

After finishing his thinking, Mo Tan shook his head slightly, turned to the attendant standing beside him, blinked at Yi Zuo with a somewhat uneasy expression, and smiled when the pretty face of the female knight immediately turned cloudy and clear: " What, you think I won’t let you follow?”

Yi Zhao hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes...because just now, senior, you said you don't need two His Highnesses, so..."

"Aren't you my guardian knight?"

Mo Tan stood up and shrugged at the cheap junior who was obviously relieved: "Since I didn't stop you from jumping into the fire pit, I won't be pretentious with you anymore."

"Um!"

The beautiful half-dragon girl nodded vigorously, then trotted to the opposite side of the prayer room and opened the door: "Let's go, senior!"

In this way, the two of them quickly left the cathedral and strolled along the brightly lit trails in Doumbouya City, although there were no more people there. The senior walked in front and the junior walked behind.

A few minutes later……

"Yizou."

Mo Tan, who felt that the atmosphere was somewhat dull, suddenly called the other party's name, but did not slow down.

"I am here."

The female knight behind him responded immediately as always.

"You talk very little after coming back from school."

Mo Tan turned his head and glanced at Yi Xuan, whose expression tightened subconsciously, and asked curiously: "Are you nervous?"

"Well……"

Yi Zhao paused for a moment, and after a while he said softly: "I'm not nervous, I just think... there's something wrong with senior today... Ah, I didn't mean to say senior was weird, it's just..."

Mo Tan, who had already guessed the reason after hearing the words "something was wrong", did not directly explain why he felt "something was wrong", but asked gently: "Just what?"

"I think senior seems a little... anxious."

Yi Zuo rubbed the hilt of his sword uneasily, bit his lip lightly and continued: "I don't know why I think so, but I do feel it."

"Haha, I thought I was hiding it pretty well, but it turned out to be obvious. Tsk tsk. Sure enough, if I don't have good mental quality, I just can't do it. 'I' am not the material..."

"Senior, I..."

"Why are you panicking? I don't mean to blame you. Well, I admit that I am indeed a little anxious now, but..."

"I can't help senior, right?"

"It's hard to say, but at this stage, even I am just making preparations as much as possible."

"Then, Your Highness Wangyu can't help senior, right?"

"Of course, that's not something suitable to be associated with her."

"Your Highness will certainly not be happy to hear such words."

"So you must keep it a secret for me."

"Well, I will, but if you can, can you tell me a little bit about senior's troubles? I heard that there are some things that even if others can't help, it will make you feel much better if you tell them."

"Don't make trouble, I'm not a strong-willed person, but I really know what you say."

"I want to hear it."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that this world is a bit dangerous..."

"ah?"

"Well, I'm done."

"ah?"

Chapter 1585: End