Danitz was startled and blurted out:
Sorry, I'm disturbing...
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and pulled the door to his position.
Bang!
The wooden door closed in front of him, making a sound that echoed in the corridor.
It was not until this time that Danitz finally realized:
What am I doing just now?
What is Anderson doing?
He took off the black boxing gloves like a conditioned reflex, frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to return to his room, pack his luggage, and prepare to leave.
As for what Anderson wanted to do, although he was curious, he always felt that this was a little wrong and planned not to get involved so as not to fall into the trap.
The captain said that we should be respectful of the unknown, so I have to stay away... Danitz was about to turn his body when he suddenly heard the sound of the lock core being twisted and saw the wooden door open back.
Anderson, who was not buttoned on the hem of the shirt, walked out with the pitch-black and irrelevant short blade, looking at Daniz with a slightly complicated expression:
Don't you try to stop my behavior?
Danitz keenly smelled the opportunity to mock him and immediately laughed:
This is your freedom.
If you don’t make a will, I will be rich!
Anderson raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks:
Are you not curious about what happened to me?
Danitz glanced at him suspiciously:
I always feel that you have a conspiracy.
Anderson laughed:
That's right, I was caught before and put it in a strange plasma soaked in a variety of materials. After a long period of erosion, they formed a strange "silk cocoon" in my body, which would have a certain attraction to the high-sequence powers of the "hunter" pathway.
While speaking, he pointed to his lower abdomen.
Danitz was stunned when he heard it:
I've never heard of such a thing.
If you change your gender, maybe I would think you are pregnant...
He paused and said:
The strange guy in Resurrection Square was attracted by the baby in your belly, no, the "cocoon"?
Seeing Anderson nodding in affirmation, Danitz gestured with his hands:
You just wanted to cut open your abdomen and take out that "silk cocoon"?
Anderson sincerely answered:
Yes, I am worried that it will affect my body, or attract demigods, and I plan to seize the time to solve this hidden danger.
Danitz thought for a while and asked in confusion:
Then why don’t you try again?
Forgot to make a will and want me to be a testimony?
Anderson's cheek muscles twitched and laughed:
Yes, your Provoker Potion should have been completely digested.
He turned and sighed:
After careful analysis, I thought it would be impossible to take it out directly. Otherwise, they would not have to soak me in the plasma at that time, so that the materials would erode little by little. They could completely cut open my abdomen, put the "silk cocoon" in, and then sew it together.
Before Daniz could respond, he thought and said:
Don't you have contact information for German Sparrow?He has experienced a lot of things and mastered a lot of knowledge. I would like to ask him about any solutions to similar problems.
One thing that Danitz is very scared of in recent months is that he is said to be related to German Sparrow, and subconsciously retorted:
No!I have never seen him again since he left the Golden Dream!
Anderson's mouth curled up a little bit:
When you wrote to German Sparrow before, I saw his messenger next to him.
Danitz's expression suddenly frozen on his face, and after a few seconds, he forced a smile:
Then why don't you summon his messenger directly?
Anderson raised his hand again, touched his throat, and laughed:
I don't know the ceremony of summoning his messenger.
Danitz still felt that Anderson had a conspiracy and was unwilling to let the other party confirm that he and German Sparrow were in frequent contact, so he suggested:
Actually, you can ask our captain for help in this kind of thing. She is knowledgeable, good at studying, mastering a variety of secret techniques, and can also ask for help from the Church of the God of Wisdom. She should be able to provide solutions to the "cocoon" in your stomach.
Haha, if you are embarrassed, I can tell her for you.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Anderson's face suddenly become stronger. He heard the other party's speech speed and responded quickly:
OK, that's it!
I have packed my luggage, when can I leave?
...Danitz stayed for several seconds, and always felt like he was cheated by Anderson again.
He returned to the room, drank the remaining beer, quickly threw all kinds of debris into his suitcase, leaving only a piece of dried leaves with golden patterns.
This is the token that Danitz had established contact with the subordinates of General Messanyes, the leader of Uttar Pradesh. According to Germansparo's instructions, he left the leaf in the room and waited for the person in charge of the subsequent steps to deal with it.
…………
In the room where Danitz retreated, the candle was suddenly lit, and a red flame more than two meters high rose.
In the flames, a figure walked out, wearing a silk top hat and a black formal attire, with gray temples, deep blue eyes, mature temperament, and outstanding appearance. It was Klein who turned into Dawn Dances.
After picking up the dried leaves with golden patterns, Klein left the hotel, bypassed the side of the enclosed Resurrection Square, and came to the core area of Kukwa City, White Feather Square.
Messanyes's General's Mansion is located here, next to a downward church of death.
As a standard gentleman of Ruen, Dontes felt inconsistent and incompatible when walking in this city. There were so few foreigners here, and almost only the celebration square where several major consulates were located could be seen frequently. In the rest, the people who came and went to and from local Bailang.
Their skin tone is brown, their hair is black and curly, and their contours are soft. In the eyes of many people in the North Mainland, under the same gender, they are only tall, short, fat and thin, and they look quite consistent.
These locals, both men and women, like to smoke Dongbailang cigarettes made of dried tobacco leaves and directly wrapped in herbs. Along the way, Klein could occasionally see residents who were smoking smoke outside the door next to the road.
In addition, a large number of them hang a fruit called Darawa around their waists.
This fruit has two big fists and a very thick skin. After digging up small holes and eating the flesh, it can be used to fill water, wine and various beverages.
According to Klein's observation, most of what they drink is orange-yellow Guadal, which is sour and sweet, which relieves heat and quenchs thirst and is extremely refreshing.
Before he had time to try it... Klein muttered, found the guards on duty at the general's mansion, and asked to see a man named Haggis.
Based on his Rueen's appearance and gentlemanly dress, the guards did not refuse or make things difficult for him. They divided one person and went in and called out a man less than thirty.
The man's facial features and skin color are standard Bailang people, but his slightly curly black hair was pulled straight and neatly combed backwards, as if imitating the upper class figures of various countries in the Northern Mainland.
He wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a very formal bow tie. When he saw Dawn Dances, he spoke in standard Rueon language:
Good afternoon, I am Hajis, and I am honored to meet you.
His tone is a bit fast, which is different from the language style in any region of Roon.
After all, Klein lived in the upper class for a while, and he was not surprised when he heard this, and said with a smile:
Good afternoon, I am Dawn Dances, and I didn't expect to meet a gentleman who is skilled in using the noble accent of Roone here.
Haggis smiled unconcealedly:
Many children from the Ruen noble family have come to the East Bailang for opportunities, and I have the honor of learning language from several of them.
Oh, maybe I know someone.Klein was not in a hurry to talk about business at all, and greeted the other party with a gentlemanly demeanor.
Haggis laughed:
My friend, Colonel Alfred Hall, is the second son of an earl.
Hall…Kline chuckled:
I once met Count Hall at a charity party, a true nobleman.
This world is really a little Ah.
Haggis nodded in agreement:
This may be the arrangement of fate.Unfortunately, Alfred was transferred to Dongbailang last year.
He didn't say anything more and immediately invited Dawn Dances into the general's mansion.
As he passed through the side door, Klein suddenly looked up and looked at the various glass pieces embedded on the door frame.
Those glass pieces shine with different lights under the sunlight, as if their eyes were moving.
Sorry, I'm disturbing...
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and pulled the door to his position.
Bang!
The wooden door closed in front of him, making a sound that echoed in the corridor.
It was not until this time that Danitz finally realized:
What am I doing just now?
What is Anderson doing?
He took off the black boxing gloves like a conditioned reflex, frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to return to his room, pack his luggage, and prepare to leave.
As for what Anderson wanted to do, although he was curious, he always felt that this was a little wrong and planned not to get involved so as not to fall into the trap.
The captain said that we should be respectful of the unknown, so I have to stay away... Danitz was about to turn his body when he suddenly heard the sound of the lock core being twisted and saw the wooden door open back.
Anderson, who was not buttoned on the hem of the shirt, walked out with the pitch-black and irrelevant short blade, looking at Daniz with a slightly complicated expression:
Don't you try to stop my behavior?
Danitz keenly smelled the opportunity to mock him and immediately laughed:
This is your freedom.
If you don’t make a will, I will be rich!
Anderson raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks:
Are you not curious about what happened to me?
Danitz glanced at him suspiciously:
I always feel that you have a conspiracy.
Anderson laughed:
That's right, I was caught before and put it in a strange plasma soaked in a variety of materials. After a long period of erosion, they formed a strange "silk cocoon" in my body, which would have a certain attraction to the high-sequence powers of the "hunter" pathway.
While speaking, he pointed to his lower abdomen.
Danitz was stunned when he heard it:
I've never heard of such a thing.
If you change your gender, maybe I would think you are pregnant...
He paused and said:
The strange guy in Resurrection Square was attracted by the baby in your belly, no, the "cocoon"?
Seeing Anderson nodding in affirmation, Danitz gestured with his hands:
You just wanted to cut open your abdomen and take out that "silk cocoon"?
Anderson sincerely answered:
Yes, I am worried that it will affect my body, or attract demigods, and I plan to seize the time to solve this hidden danger.
Danitz thought for a while and asked in confusion:
Then why don’t you try again?
Forgot to make a will and want me to be a testimony?
Anderson's cheek muscles twitched and laughed:
Yes, your Provoker Potion should have been completely digested.
He turned and sighed:
After careful analysis, I thought it would be impossible to take it out directly. Otherwise, they would not have to soak me in the plasma at that time, so that the materials would erode little by little. They could completely cut open my abdomen, put the "silk cocoon" in, and then sew it together.
Before Daniz could respond, he thought and said:
Don't you have contact information for German Sparrow?He has experienced a lot of things and mastered a lot of knowledge. I would like to ask him about any solutions to similar problems.
One thing that Danitz is very scared of in recent months is that he is said to be related to German Sparrow, and subconsciously retorted:
No!I have never seen him again since he left the Golden Dream!
Anderson's mouth curled up a little bit:
When you wrote to German Sparrow before, I saw his messenger next to him.
Danitz's expression suddenly frozen on his face, and after a few seconds, he forced a smile:
Then why don't you summon his messenger directly?
Anderson raised his hand again, touched his throat, and laughed:
I don't know the ceremony of summoning his messenger.
Danitz still felt that Anderson had a conspiracy and was unwilling to let the other party confirm that he and German Sparrow were in frequent contact, so he suggested:
Actually, you can ask our captain for help in this kind of thing. She is knowledgeable, good at studying, mastering a variety of secret techniques, and can also ask for help from the Church of the God of Wisdom. She should be able to provide solutions to the "cocoon" in your stomach.
Haha, if you are embarrassed, I can tell her for you.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Anderson's face suddenly become stronger. He heard the other party's speech speed and responded quickly:
OK, that's it!
I have packed my luggage, when can I leave?
...Danitz stayed for several seconds, and always felt like he was cheated by Anderson again.
He returned to the room, drank the remaining beer, quickly threw all kinds of debris into his suitcase, leaving only a piece of dried leaves with golden patterns.
This is the token that Danitz had established contact with the subordinates of General Messanyes, the leader of Uttar Pradesh. According to Germansparo's instructions, he left the leaf in the room and waited for the person in charge of the subsequent steps to deal with it.
…………
In the room where Danitz retreated, the candle was suddenly lit, and a red flame more than two meters high rose.
In the flames, a figure walked out, wearing a silk top hat and a black formal attire, with gray temples, deep blue eyes, mature temperament, and outstanding appearance. It was Klein who turned into Dawn Dances.
After picking up the dried leaves with golden patterns, Klein left the hotel, bypassed the side of the enclosed Resurrection Square, and came to the core area of Kukwa City, White Feather Square.
Messanyes's General's Mansion is located here, next to a downward church of death.
As a standard gentleman of Ruen, Dontes felt inconsistent and incompatible when walking in this city. There were so few foreigners here, and almost only the celebration square where several major consulates were located could be seen frequently. In the rest, the people who came and went to and from local Bailang.
Their skin tone is brown, their hair is black and curly, and their contours are soft. In the eyes of many people in the North Mainland, under the same gender, they are only tall, short, fat and thin, and they look quite consistent.
These locals, both men and women, like to smoke Dongbailang cigarettes made of dried tobacco leaves and directly wrapped in herbs. Along the way, Klein could occasionally see residents who were smoking smoke outside the door next to the road.
In addition, a large number of them hang a fruit called Darawa around their waists.
This fruit has two big fists and a very thick skin. After digging up small holes and eating the flesh, it can be used to fill water, wine and various beverages.
According to Klein's observation, most of what they drink is orange-yellow Guadal, which is sour and sweet, which relieves heat and quenchs thirst and is extremely refreshing.
Before he had time to try it... Klein muttered, found the guards on duty at the general's mansion, and asked to see a man named Haggis.
Based on his Rueen's appearance and gentlemanly dress, the guards did not refuse or make things difficult for him. They divided one person and went in and called out a man less than thirty.
The man's facial features and skin color are standard Bailang people, but his slightly curly black hair was pulled straight and neatly combed backwards, as if imitating the upper class figures of various countries in the Northern Mainland.
He wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a very formal bow tie. When he saw Dawn Dances, he spoke in standard Rueon language:
Good afternoon, I am Hajis, and I am honored to meet you.
His tone is a bit fast, which is different from the language style in any region of Roon.
After all, Klein lived in the upper class for a while, and he was not surprised when he heard this, and said with a smile:
Good afternoon, I am Dawn Dances, and I didn't expect to meet a gentleman who is skilled in using the noble accent of Roone here.
Haggis smiled unconcealedly:
Many children from the Ruen noble family have come to the East Bailang for opportunities, and I have the honor of learning language from several of them.
Oh, maybe I know someone.Klein was not in a hurry to talk about business at all, and greeted the other party with a gentlemanly demeanor.
Haggis laughed:
My friend, Colonel Alfred Hall, is the second son of an earl.
Hall…Kline chuckled:
I once met Count Hall at a charity party, a true nobleman.
This world is really a little Ah.
Haggis nodded in agreement:
This may be the arrangement of fate.Unfortunately, Alfred was transferred to Dongbailang last year.
He didn't say anything more and immediately invited Dawn Dances into the general's mansion.
As he passed through the side door, Klein suddenly looked up and looked at the various glass pieces embedded on the door frame.
Those glass pieces shine with different lights under the sunlight, as if their eyes were moving.
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