"You've already received a supply of recovery potions, and now you're here to apply for a second one?"

Sitting behind the desk with piles of papers and scrolls, the tip of the pen in his hand fluttered, and he handled the affairs without even raising his head, and said lightly.

"Gollum"

On the other side of the desk, I don't know why, just listening to the voice of the muse, this man with brown vertical pupils and a little as cold as a snake inexplicably felt a little trembling, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he had met some terrifying predator.

"We've already been to the front line once, and of course we've used up the potions. ”

"This operation was organized by the Arcane Ring, and we came in response to the call, and you promised to provide logistical support. ”

Although he felt a little hairy, but thinking of those precious potions, the man's heart was hot, and he still spoke up.

"Huh. ”

"I don't think it's that easy to run out. ”

"Is your team going to attack the bugs' nests directly?".

With a sneer, Muse raised his head slightly, with a look on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Humph!"

"You Arcane Ring people are so stingy!

Sensing the hidden rejection in the muse's words, the cold man snorted coldly.

"Oh?"

"Do you think I'm a good fool!?"

Hearing this, the muse's face sank, and his voice suddenly turned cold.

"Your team of twenty men has already taken supplies for thirty men. ”

"When I don't know?"

"And like you guys, go to the front line as if you were going shopping, go around and come back. ”

"I suspect you haven't fought a decent fight at all!"

As he spoke, a faint spell glow lit up on the muse's body, and an aura belonging to a high-level spellcaster rose up, pressing towards the cold man opposite.

"Uh......"

"We've fought the swarm head-on once......"

Pressed by the aura of a high-level spellcaster suddenly emitted by the muse, the rebuttal words of this cold man who was close to the level of a high-level spellcaster couldn't help but weaken by three points.

"Stop!"

"I don't want to listen to your excuses. ”

"Huh. ”

"At most, there are a dozen swift insects, and a few spraying insects in the sky are said to be insect swarms!"

“......”

Sneering again, the Muse mercilessly exposed the cold man.

Sneered at the cold man's face turned blue and white, and before he was about to speak again, the muse suddenly withdrew his breath and said, "Of course, you want additional supplies." ”

"I can give it to you too. ”

The words that the cold man was about to say were stuck in his throat by the words of the muse, and he could only swallow it hard, and he was feeling uncomfortable, but when he heard the muse loosen his mouth, his heart was happy, and the two tastes were mixed, but it seemed even more uncomfortable that could not be said.

"But not as much as you want"

"There are only ten recovery potions for a maximum of ten people. ”

Then, his brow furrowed again, as the muse opened his mouth and cut the supplies he had asked for to a third of the original amount.

"And, there's a mission here. ”

"The Arcane Ring requires a man to infiltrate Cenarion City and set up a teleportation sign in a hidden place on the outskirts of the city. ”

"If you accept, additional supplies can be given to you. ”

Not only that, but the muse casually rummaged through the scrolls piled up on the side, then found one of them, looked at it, and threw it over.

As soon as the scroll left his hand, the back of his hand lit up slightly, and then the scroll seemed to be held by some invisible force, and it crossed a parabola and fell in front of the cold man, suspended in mid-air.

“......”

After taking the scroll, the cold man roughly swept it, pondered for a moment, and raised his head: "Twenty copies of the recovery potion." ”

"This mission requires infiltrating that bug-infested part of Cenarion City, which is a bit dangerous. ”

"I think the reason why this mission is still with you and no one is taking it is because of this. ”

"Only those of us who are the 'Natural Covenant' can turn into bugs through Transfiguration, and simulate the corresponding energy fluctuations and breath, greatly reducing the chance of being discovered by bugs, so as to be confused into it......"

The muse raised an eyebrow, but took out a scroll again and threw it in the same way: "Yes." ”

"Now, though, you'll need to set up two wayway markers. ”

"I guess that's not a problem. ”

Knowing that the muse was not easy to speak, the cold man took the second scroll and stopped talking nonsense: "So, what about my supply list?"

Pulling a piece of parchment in his hand, the muse quickly wrote something down, and then flipped through it and took out a special spell seal and stamped it on it.

"Take it. ”

"Remember to go to the quest to get the teleportation marker, and hand in the certificate there when you're done. ”

"Remember, if you don't complete the mission by the end of the mission, you will be approached by a law enforcement team of members of the Elemental Blade. ”

"Trust me, you won't want to meet them. ”

And after the cold man got the supply order, he didn't seem to want to stay here for a moment, so he turned around and left, not knowing if he listened to the last warning of the muse.

"Huh. ”

Seeing the grim man's figure disappear out the door, Muse smiled inexplicably, then turned his attention back to the large amount of paperwork at hand.

"Trouble ......"

"No wonder Lydia threw the paperwork at me. ”

"And this kind of thing. ”

"It's the fifth time. ”

Thinking of something, the tip of the pen in the muse's hand flew again, continuing to work on the mountains of papers and scrolls.

“......”

"Luckily, it's nothing. ”

"Compared to the time of the Arcane Empire, the of the Supreme Arcane Council is now too small to be smaller. ”

“......”

"The other day I 'broke through' to a third-order arcanist. ”

It seemed that Lydia had a strange reaction when she found out, and she didn't know what she was thinking. ”

“......”

About an hour later.

The muse placed the last document in the finished stack, and after inserting the quill back into the inkwell, he silently stretched.

And with this action, a series of crackling sounds came from inside the body, which lifted the muse's spirit.

"Alright, let's go. ”

After saying that, he didn't care about the finished things on the desk, and walked straight outside, anyway, the person who sent the new paperwork the next day would take them away.

"Yes, leave. ”

"It's been arranged. ”

"It's time for me to do some of the things I need to do now. ”

As he walked outside, the muse thought to himself.