291 Wisrat, the Overseer of the Fat Rat

There was a flash of hesitation in its golden eyes, but soon it nodded, reaching out to eat the gold coin.

With a flick of Catherine's hand, the gold coin was gone. "You haven't told me the truth yet. ”

There was a snort in the golden nose. It turned, exposing its belly to Catherine. The dark golden fur on the abdomen became transparent, revealing a sharp knife suspended inside. However, there are many small black bubbles attached to the surface of the sharp knife. The golden body trembled, and the bubbles scattered in all directions, leaving only a broken blade.

"You ate the knife?"

In fact, there is no need to answer in gold, the answer is right in front of you. Even though she had seen the gold eating coins, Catherine still thought it was an amazing horse. Fortunately, there is no knife or not, and there is not much difference for a female mage. She gave a helpless wry smile and spread out her palms.

Golden eagerly ate the gold coin in his palm into his mouth, and added Catherine's hand with great intent on it. Catherine patted it, rolled over and got on the horse again.

The door at the end of the hallway was hidden.

The door was rusty, as if it had been resting on the riverbank for a thousand years. The rust on the door kept falling and rattling.

The gold leaned close to its nose and sucked hard, and the falling rust powder turned into two red streaks of rust and burrowed into its nostrils. After absorbing too much rust powder, the golden shook her head excitedly. Dissatisfied, it stuck out its tongue and licked it hard at the door. There was originally a gate in the shape of a gate, but it dispersed with a "bang" and turned into a red mist.

"Chirp-tweet-" The golden screamed and jumped, rushing into the red mist.

The terrible environment almost didn't suffocate Catherine. You can't breathe at all in the rusty fog. Except for gold, probably no one can stay safe and sound in this mist. Luckily, the Rusty Mist had a limited range, and Catherine jumped off her horse and rushed out on her own.

"Oh, you're finally here, Overseer of the First Expeditionary Force. ”

Catherine looked up, and in front of her sat a large, fat white mouse. It is hairless, and at first glance looks like an inflated white sack. Judging from the size of the big white mouse, its lower body should also be fat. The reason why I say "should" is that the fat on the belly of the big white mouse is covered like a skirt and spread straight to the ground. Cover the lower half of your body. Since I didn't see it. It would be more accurate to say that it is speculation.

The rat's cheeks were bulging, and he wore a triangular green military cap on his head, and a rotten green military uniform that was almost torn. Don't look at the military uniform that is rotten quickly, but the military uniform button is a shiny pure gold button. The epaulettes of the military uniform are sparkling diamond-inlay. Because the belly is too fat. The uniform could only be worn to the chest. However, this makes it easier for the two short, stout forelimbs to stick out.

"Who are you?" said Catherine, looking warily at the fat rat like a hill.

"Wisratt is my name. "On Visrat's shoulder stood a white cat in a chef's hat. The white cat said, "I am the overseer of the hundredth expeditionary force, your immediate superior, and you must obey me." ”

"Why should I believe you're my immediate boss? I almost made a dish. Catherine looked at Wisratt more and more wary.

Four black cats were coming out from behind the big fat mouse. A butcher's apron was tied around his waist, and three white cats appeared on Wisrat's shoulders, wearing chef's hats on their heads.

"That's your bad luck. A white cat said.

"You're in luck, too. "Another white cat interface.

"It's your luck to find Drum Hopping Town. The third white cat said.

"But it's also definitely your misfortune. The last white cat added.

Out of nowhere, the black cats drew their knives and pressed them towards Catherine.

"Now I can only eat it raw. The four white cats said together.

"Chirp-tweet-" Gold leaped over Catherine's head, calling out loudly. It was steaming with red mist, and its front hooves kicked the ground vigorously, spewing red light from its nose and mouth viciously.

The black cats stopped, their knives carefully staring at the ferocious horse.

"Huh?" a white cat jumped off Wisrat's shoulder, "where did you get this metal shadow from?"

Catherine had been keeping an eye on Wisrat's behavior. The huge fat rat seemed to be very sluggish, and from the time Catherine saw him until now, Wisrat's body had only rolled its eyes. On the contrary, the four white cats and the four black cats seemed to be much more lively, but it was not yet clear whether they were Visrat's servants or an extension of his body.

"Gold is my friend. The female mage stepped forward and gently stroked the golden back, "I don't know what the metallic shade you are talking about. ”

The white cat pinched his beard and said as he pulled it, "It's a little interesting, it's a little interesting." Looks like you're out of luck in my hunting collection. ”

The other white cat on Wisrat's shoulder said, "I have known for a long time that the metal shadow should not be left, it should be eaten whole." What to make a specimen as a souvenir, that is to let it live. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Another white cat said, "It can slip out of the collection room, that's what it's capable of." It's a big deal to eat it again, although the metallic shade tastes really bad. ”

After speaking, the white cat smashed his mouth, and Visrat under him also made a "grunt" in his throat. The big white mouse opened its mouth wide, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and flew towards Gold and Catherine.

The golden shook her head and slammed Catherine away, jumping to the side herself. The mouthful of thick phlegm, mixed with various colors and indescribable shapes, fell to the ground with a golden body. As soon as the thick phlegm hit the ground, it fell apart, and a group of small flower cats jumped out of it. The little flower cats were half the size of the white and black cats, and they babbled with knives and forks in their hands, and jumped and rushed towards Catherine and Gold.

Catherine was caught off guard and had just kicked away the two kittens when they climbed onto her. Don't look at the little flower cats with their big round eyes and a harmless look, but they fall on Catherine mercilessly.

Catherine's legs were bloody, and one of them stumbled and fell to the ground. The gold on the side was not afraid, and the little flower cat was stained with red mist when it approached it, and its movements suddenly stiffened. Red rust spreads like vines all over the cats. With a slight touch, the little flower cat turned into a puff of rusty powder and floated away.

Catherine tried her best to slap the cats on her body, but she couldn't stop the swarm. She roared, and a mouthful of flame erupted from her mouth and swept over her lower body. The kittens were on fire, and black carbon fell from under Catherine's body.

Gold immediately came over and stood by Catherine's side, and the remaining few lone little cats were kicked one by one, and trampled under their hooves. (To be continued......)