Squatting in the shadows, Marceau stared at the city guard in front of him, and in the dim vision there were several white figures walking around, and a hound was circling in a large circle, and the cat cub climbed onto the roof of the small two-story building across the street as the patrolling people left, and when the hound approached, he threw out the pieces of meat that had been prepared.

For the piece of meat that fell from the sky, the hound turned his head to look around with some confusion, and then bit it...... Then there was no more, and the white part of the hound's life, which represented life, quickly faded from the field of vision, and the kitten jumped down to the second floor, and quickly came to the dead dog, grabbed his front and back legs, carried it to the bushes to the side, and then waited in the bushes for the approaching patrolman to leave.

"Hey, what about our dogs. "Some of the city guards noticed that the dog was missing.

"Damn, it's gone, it's already summer, why does this dead dog still disappear from time to time. Another city guard walked over.

"Maybe we're out looking for wild food, forget it, let's go to the door and have a few sips, anyway, everyone is there, and no one will care about us." ”

Of course, they didn't think that something had happened to the dog, after all, the surroundings were so quiet that even if someone wanted to kill the hound, it was impossible not to make a noise, so after finally scolding the dead dog who had left his post, the two patrolling city guards came to the sentry post in front of the gate and dragged a chair and sat down.

Seeing that the two did not sound the alarm, Marceau continued to pick up the dead dog, threw it into the bushes on the hill above the city, and then returned to the city guard, and climbed over the wall behind it.

In the dim vision, the human figures representing life were not on the second and third floors, and even the first floor had only two patrolling sentinels, and Marceau carefully inserted a dagger into a window on the first floor. Gently up the page - well, the canary windows are usually made of wooden blocks, and the windows of the city guard are no exception, and the kitten who opened the window and entered the first floor looked at the room after restoring the window, and at this moment the dark vision of the cat man was activated, the cat cub noticed that the room seemed to be an archive room. The row of shelves directly across from me is marked with the year ST1780...... It is exactly 45 years from reality.

With that being the case, Marceau rummaged through and eventually found the year 1795, where she found the dossier on 'Silent Tirpitz', and opened the video eyeballs, where the kitten was to record the entire process for the next mission.

According to Madame Eugen's recollections, we, the Barsa Lankan guards, discovered that the manager of 'Tirpitz the Silent was suspicious of serious dà), and when they went to the 'Tirpitz the Silence' and announced that they would take her back to investigate, the store manager, Gasmir Mirada, resisted by force. He was eventually killed by Commander Eugen. ’

Well, the amorous big sister also looks like she lost her life in the end, and then again, the owner of the cake shop is younger than he looks, and he really can't look like it.

Putting the file back, Marceau pushed open the door, carefully avoiding the patrol route of the city guards, and gently pushed open the wooden door to the basement on the left. Then he reached out and took out a mouse from his bosom, which was spelled as a spearhead walking in front of the kitten. If there really is any triggering magic trap...... Don't be afraid, Marceau's pockets are covered by rats with their legs, feet and mouths tied.

After walking down for a while, a large number of human figures suddenly appeared in front of Marceau's eyes, and the cat cub quickly slowed down and came to the bottom of the stairs lightly, and the cat cub standing on the high concave platform saw a large group of city guards kneeling in front of a statue to salute. The kitten glanced at the statue...... In any case, the sculpture is a powerful and aesthetically pleasing object, but the statue itself is an extension of chaos and profanity - the statue is a woman with a flawless presence below the forehead and above the abdomen, but even the most discerning artists and craftsmen can only marvel at it. Because she had a pair of curved horns above her forehead, and her hair was woven into many strips with the shape of snake scales, she had four arms, one with pliers at the end, one with a blade at the end, and two arms with five fingers, but who could think that those five fingers were normal enough to make a thorn.

The statue below the lower abdomen is completely unusual, anti-joints, sheep's hooves and long hair are just trivial, and the most important thing is that her lower body has two sets of organs, male and female.

Well, no matter how standard the statue of the Shalik, Marceau can only say that fortunately, the main plane of Ayarok is more powerful and has not allowed the four evil gods to invade directly, otherwise just by taking a look at this statue, Marceau will have at least one will confrontation with a difficulty of at least 30 or more, and if it fails, I am afraid that this character will only be able to be the plaything of the Shalik before it is purified - do you know that the Warhammer Century, which was dormant before, has been the four evils in this oneIn the game world where God is a playground, players have experienced this blood and tears countless times, and there is no shortage of unlucky eggs like cats there.

Drawing a screenshot of the statue and its admirers, Marceau picked up a small statue on the platform in the recess of the high platform wall as he left, which was exactly the same as the previous statue.

Now that the photo has been taken, and the souvenir has been obtained, Marceau is naturally ready to leave, and after hearing a salute, the kitten cub who turned around saw that the city guards began to take off their robes to reveal each other's sturdy bodies, and the next thing you did was enough to blind the eyes of every male cat, considering that it is your freedom to play in the basement without cover, for fear that the cat cub who would be blind in the right eye after one more glance hurriedly opened the blindfold and cut it into a dim vision, and crawled away from this place of right and wrong.

Along the way to the first floor, the cat cub looked around through the wooden door, and after confirming that the patrol was leaving, the cat cub softly pushed open the wooden door, returned to the archive room, and closed the window with the dagger, and then returned the card shoot, and the cat cub who drew back the dagger left the city guard over the wall.

Taking off his leather armor and shirt on the hillock, and changing into a white shirt and leather robe, the kitten calmed down, and then nailed a steppe pheasant in the bushes with his sleeve arrows, and carried the trophy around in a circle, and when he entered the city from the south of the city, one of the city guards also looked at Marceau, confirmed his occupation, and let him into the city.

"Don't run around at night, the curfew starts after 12 o'clock at night. ”

The warning of the city guards made Marceau run down the street, and finally rushed back to the hotel before twelve o'clock, went up to the second floor, knocked on the door, and looked at everyone who was all armed or sitting or standing, and the cat cub nodded vigorously: "I'm back." ”

"How's the action. Aeryk, who was sitting next to Jing Liu, asked.

"It's a long story, but if you've seen some of the things I've filmed of it, you'll definitely have a better understanding of my mission. Throwing the pheasant in his hand to Yang to deal with, Marceau didn't take out the figurine - considering that some players had retrieved the 'lost' figurine before, Marceau thought it would be safer to let it be in the space bag first. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendations and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)

ps: I didn't get home until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and I just drove out a chapter, so I will read it first, and when I come back from dinner, I will put some on it as a sacrifice