Enacyrin stood by the window of the archives and looked out at the bustling streetscape outside.

In fact, putting aside the hostile relationship between associations and organizations, in his opinion, there is basically little difference between Nalto, which is the construction and management of the surface association, and the Narto, which is managed by the underground organization.

At least for those who are in the middle floor. On the surface, the-for-tat at the top and the struggle to survive at the bottom have nothing to do with them.

Underground, however, there is no such thing as a sub-inhabitant. The inhabitants of the Underground are either Demon Followers, or they are born underground with their family members and friends who have become Demon Followers.

You must know that the underground buildings have not been established for many years, the population is only a quarter of the surface, and the Demon Followers, as an organization that can compete with the Association for almost four hundred years, have naturally very large asset savings.

As a result, most families in the underground are still at the stage where they can receive basic subsidies, and as long as they do not spend a lot of money, they will not starve to death even if they do not work every day.

Associations can't do that.

First of all, also in Nalto, which is the headquarters of the association, every year a large amount of money is distributed to the various branches of the organization, and every effort is made to meet the large amount of funds for the activities of the branch where the headquarters of the organization is located.

The organization here is different, they are just an important branch, just wait for the head office to deduct money from the head office every year, and sometimes find a feasible reason to ask the head office for more money, and there is no need to think about anything else.

The second is the demographic issue.

The population of the underground is only a quarter of the surface of the earth, and the composition is simple, with only two types: demon followers and demon followers' families. Three-quarters of these people are demonic followers, and they are completely self-sufficient, not only do they need no subsidies, but the commission they earn from doing tasks is enough for the Narto branch to be self-sufficient from the headquarters.

On the surface, there is a large population, a mixed composition, with aristocrats who have a grasp of the economic lifeline, and residents of refugee areas whose income is not enough to make ends meet, and various illegal organizations that do evil. Even if they send money from house to house in the refugee area, they can still extort money from door to door after the psionic agent leaves.

It's not that the association doesn't want to eradicate these scourges, but often a string of nobles will be pulled out when they pull it off.

These nobles have no other ability, that is, they have a lot of money and thick skin, and there is no way to go under the association under all kinds of half-threatening and half-pleading, so they can't tear their faces and start a war, right? If you start a war under such circumstances, the gains outweigh the losses.

Enaxiline had heard this more or less from the mouths of Eglesh, Lynn, and others.

He couldn't do much about this situation, at most he would go to the organizations for a little trouble like he did last night, or put out solid evidence to gag the nobles' mouths like he had done last time at the Mafiana meeting.

"Ernacillin!" the clear voice came to Ernacillin's ears with a lot of footsteps, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Leloya smiling brightly.

"You...... Wow, when did you get a tattoo?" Leloya said in surprise, they hadn't seen each other for a few hours, right?he blinked, taking a closer look at Enacylin's neck, "It's a little weird, but it's pretty good...... Wait, goat skull??"

Enaicillin, who pulled down his collar in disgust, was stunned for a moment, then touched his neck and smiled bitterly: "It's very good-looking, it's terrible to look good." ”

He deliberately accentuated the word "fatal", and now Leloya understood that this thing was not left by the terrifying existence last night.

"Tsk, how did you provoke him? You don't know how miserable you were when you were brought back by Miss Mo last night, your whole body was cold, and your lips were purple!"

"Then I'm miserable. Ernacillin shrugged his shoulders, not paying much attention, he was still alive anyway, and he didn't want to remember the suffocation and cold of last night.

.........

In the eternal darkness, two hoarse voices were communicating in a language with strange regularities.

"Are you sure they won't do anything to that place?" it was an old, hoarse voice, in a language that was harsh like the sound of nails sliding on a blackboard.

They didn't dare to do that. The other voice was equally hoarse, but noticeably younger, sounding a little arrogant. "There is only one complete God among them, and as long as they dare to do something about it, we don't have to wait for that moment, the rules of the world will help us. ”

"Well, don't let them find a handle, my return depends on that place. The old man's voice was clearly satisfied.

.........

"Mr. Cillin, you're finally back!" a lively female voice sounded, "The surface is interesting, but it's time to go back!" The voice was clearly Yuri, who was standing guard at the door, just in time for Enacylin.

"Sorry, something happened and it took a while to fix it. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's on the surface, it's good to be back, let's go and pack up our things." "Calle and the others don't mind, it's all too normal for someone like Mr. Cillin, who has just been on the wanted list, to get into trouble for the first time - they have seen a lot of Enaxiline wanted notices on the street in the past two days.

Enacyrin replied, turned back to his room to pack his things, although he had only entered the room once, but still to symbolically see if anything was missing, so as not to be traced by the association.

In the past two days, Enasilin has been in the archives of the association, and no one knows that he has been back except for Momo, Aeglesh, and Leloya, and he is happy to be clean, reading a few books in the collection of Momo during the day, and being called by Aeglesh to the training room for high-pressure training at night. Leloya's guy was probably reconciled with Aeglesh, and he was holding half of "Waterman" at the time, holding a spoon and watching happily from the side.

Walking perfunctorily twice in this room that had never been lived in at all, Ennacyrin could get in and out as he pleased.

"Alright, can you go back now?" Enacyrin had just walked into Calle's room with the room key and saw Lea seemingly handing out something.

"Wait a little longer, Mr. Cillin. Well, here's for you. Seeing Enacillirin walking in, Lea hurriedly walked over and handed him a translucent blue-purple potion, with an herb soaked in it.

"What is this?" Enacillin took the bottle of potion, and always felt that the bottle of potion in his hand was very familiar, and the way of mixing it was also very familiar, and there was only one pharmacist in the whole association who had the ability to put untreated herbs into the potion and make it more effective.

"Motion sickness pharmacy, association. Lux spoke, he and Leah were the only two people in the group who could show up in the guild in the open, and he had bought these potions from the guild.

"No way, that tram is too ...... Well, you get the idea. Leah spread her hands, "It's good that Lux has a way, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to buy so many bottles." By the way, this has to be drunk in advance, I'm worried that it will come out if I drink it again. ”

It seems that this Mr. Lux is not simple.

Enacillin opened the cap of the bottle, a strange and good smell wafted out, and then took a sip, and made Enacillin, who had been taking the medicine directly for a while, be sure that this was the medicine prepared by Miss Serena.

I remember that the Guild's potions were strictly limited in quantities, especially Miss Selena's concoction, and only one or two bottles were sold at a time. At this time, he took out seven bottles......

Enacyrin glanced at Lux without a trace, and he saw that this gentleman seemed to be more than just an ordinary unofficial psychic envoy.

Ordinary unofficial psionic abilities make it impossible to get seven bottles of the potion concocted by Miss Serena, and it happens to have the same effect.

Potions sold by the Guild are generally sold in batches, with each lot being sold as one type of fifty ordinary potions plus one bottle of Serena's concocted potions.

These potions are not treated like the rite of passage that Selena gave to Enacillin, and they will not spoil as long as they are left unopened. The time when the association sells the potion is just stuck at the point when the previous lot of the potion has deteriorated. If you want to save seven bottles of Selina's potion in this way, you need to wait for seven batches, but this is basically impossible, and the time is not right.

However, Enacillicillin didn't want to question Lukes's thoughts, and being able to do it to this extent showed that he either knew Miss Selina herself, or knew the director or even someone at a higher level, since they had no opinion, Enacillin naturally wouldn't say anything.

If it's really unfair, he, the person who once bathed and drank the potion concocted by Serena, was the least qualified to say this.