As the newly appointed Inquisitor, the news of his assassination at the welcoming ceremony in the city of Lopaxia was blowing like the wind throughout the eastern part of Sha'an and the southern part of Ashupi, and the well-wishers spread the news everywhere, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In this regard, Marceau has nothing to say, after all, the murderer was taken down on the spot, and then he was put on the stake by the happy kittens - death is not the end, for this evil Chaos believer, the stake will always be the final destination of a guy like him, as for the aftermath, it is natural that dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust.

The fat man Wassef was dragged to his mansion by the steppe elf paladins after confirming his camp - apparently, in a very classic demolition operation, the paladin turned the three-story house upside down, and finally found Mr. Hunt's sacrificial ground - in the small attic on the third floor, the guy had a lock, saying that it was his own secret room, and his fat father loved him so much that the butlers and servants would not enter the room...... Of course, it can also be said that the guy who can enter and really enter, I am afraid that he has already made a sacrifice on the altar, and the altar is fully automated, and any creature that is not the owner will be thrown into some lower plane by the altar.

It's good, at least this guy isn't a fan of the Four Hawkers.

All in all, the kittens dismantled the entire three floors under the leadership of Yuan, and in addition to the altar, they also found several hidden urns, from which the holy servants also liberated at least four innocent souls, as well as the same number of souls whose consciousness had completely collapsed...... The smell of dead people on this guy's body can really be smelled across the street, no wonder Marceau smelled this stench that went straight to the brain, and the players of the time said that this guy didn't like to appear in situations with high perception, and now it seems that it is really 'involuntarily'.

Wassef was eventually released, and the fat man passed the detection camp and detected lies, but according to the kittens, the fat man had gone mad - yes, the house had been demolished, the second son had been burned at the stake, and the great sorrows of life had been seen in a day, and if he wasn't crazy, Marceau thought that this guy must have been a Chaos cultist.

Here, Marceau still repeats - the Inquisitor is not a playhouse, just as a revolution is not a dinner party, and in this position where the Chaos believers may appear out of nowhere at any time as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, he must put away his compassion, otherwise maybe the next unlucky person will be the Inquisitor.

The city lord just sent condolences, and then the fat man's family property was confiscated directly - this is a relatively rare way for nobles to punish their vassals, usually, fines are the most basic punishment, after it, depending on whether the behavior is serious to give enough punishment, confiscation of family property is usually a benefit that only betrayers or chaos cultists can afford, and the fat man's family has such a shining unfilial son, and it is really unlucky for eight lifetimes of blood mold.

Luckily, the fat man didn't have any cute little daughters, and there was no way that the little girl looked at the kitten with cursed eyes, and there wouldn't be a strange girl with her hair that would come out of the well to cover her face, or a wailing banshee with an elite template and a string of floating needle launchers behind her to come to the door to find trouble with the kitten.

By the time this is over, it has been two days later, and it is also efficient to say, there are some rumors in the city of Llopaxia, but this is not known to Marceau, but it is provided by a local Earth player wargroup - 'Marina of Llopaxia', this is a local warband, the leader of the wargroup is the granddaughter of the commander of the first regiment of the first open era warband, at that time 'Marina of Llopaxia' is still' As everyone can see, the name of this warband changes with the name of the warband, so the current commander has a nice name - 'Marlena Jane Wind Talk', Marlena is the first name, Jane is the last name, and Wind Talk, naturally, is the surname in the game, this half-elf girl and her warband faced New Eden for the innocent people in the city of Llopaxia, until the city lord died, and they had to end the evil with New Eden.

After the war, the 'Marina of Llopasha' was deliberately allowed to go because of the Continental Convention, and they took 4,000 innocent surviving civilians across the desert to Ashupi, and with the help of their allies, to the Kingdom of Canary - all the warbands of Sha'an would go to the north, where they would regroup and wait for the day of the counterattack.

Miss Marlena told Marceau these things through the relationship, naturally in order to form a good fate, since it was a good fate, Marceau also laughed, and at the same time told her messenger to pay attention to safety, thinking that with this girl's IQ, it should be a little clear.

At the same time, the cat cub is not idle, throughout the history of five thousand years, whether it is the real world or this world, and no matter who wants to do something openly, many times it is just an excuse, and the Hunter child who was burned at the stake is a very good reason, Marceau started the review work on the pretext that there are chaos believers in the city, and it is absolutely impossible to have only one three-legged cat, and the steppe elf paladins began to patrol the whole city with the help of the kitten squire, and after three days, they met several real guys, and they also took out an underground rat's nest, for which they want to live in the city, and they don't want to pay taxes, and from time to time to bully the guys who dominate the market, Marceau sent them to the gallows with a smile.

As for the rumors that how many of them were friends with certain people, or that the owner of the rat's nest was the illegitimate child of some people, Marceau laughed, and said that he would like to hear the voice of pleading, but it is a pity that the nobles are not stupid, and in these days, everyone knows that there is an inquisitor in the city of Llopaxia who is not close to people and is particularly capable of fighting, and he is particularly fond of giving people to the gallows without saying a word. No one dared to touch the cat's whiskers, because there was a guy who couldn't keep his mouth shut before, and he had been sent to the gallows.

Yes, the father of the owner of a rat's nest, Marceau said that when he hanged that old thing that couldn't keep his mouth shut, the most important thing was that the family was in order.

Cruel? Don't be kidding, these nobles suck the blood and flesh of commoners, and can't give back to the society with themselves, such aristocrats can't create value while living, what's the point of living, it's better to die, and those who are enjoying themselves, but also at the expense of their own and their families, to fight against any nobles who invade this world, Marceau will naturally pay respect, after all, while they are enjoying, they also give back to the society and the world with themselves, not a bad party, after the invasion of New Eden, any nobleman who chooses to resist instead of surrender is not Marceau's goal this time, let alone enter his field of vision。

Because they are still valuable, for Marceau, whether these guys are valuable or not is the most important basis for him to make judgments, valuable, naturally there is a day when they play their value, and if they are not valuable, it depends on their own performance, they know how to be a man, they naturally have a way to live, and take refuge in the chaos evil god, or a guy who has no way to talk, Marceau doesn't mind giving them a neat gallows, as for whether the funeral can be kept like this, it depends on the will of God.

In the early morning of the sixth day, Marceau finally waited for good news.

"Your Excellency, Lord Castle has invited you to a dinner party tomorrow. Bunetani, as the deputy of the diplomatic department, said to Marceau in a working gesture as he pushed open the door of the room.

"I see, reply to our lovely lord for me, thank you for the invitation, I will bring my female companions to the appointment, and by the way, tell him not to send me and my cat girls away with ordinary pickled fish. Marceau raised his eyebrows after speaking: "What about you." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but my boyfriend will come and join me tomorrow. Bunetani replied with a smile: "And I think your female companion group can already be called bloated, and playing against so many opponents is really not my strong point." ”

"Well, I thought you'd be interested in a big banquet. Marceau naturally knew about this girl's situation, and he also knew that she was a little obsessed with the culture of the game world: "But in this case, you can bring your boyfriend with you, after all, you are a nobleman, and your boyfriend can enter as your fiancé, and I can guarantee his identity." ”

"That's great, sir, my boyfriend is very handsome, beware of your female companions being bewitched by him. The girl was joking, to which Marceau smiled: "That's right, I want everyone to witness my charm." ”

"It's a deal, Your Excellency, if nothing else......" "You can step aside, Miss Bunetani, and we'll see you tomorrow night." ”

Marceau's words meant something, and Bunetani smiled and lifted the skirt before retreating in silence.

What a beautiful day, a new sunshine, a new life.

"I don't know what surprises are there today, guys. Walking into the hall, Marceau asked, looking at the girls in front of her.

"To a surprise, Team 14 found something about the Four Hawkers in an unnamed private residence on the outskirts of the city, right on the table. Mo Qingyu, who was writing something at the desk, pointed to the large table in the center of the hall with the quill in his hand, on which was the floor plan of the city of Llopaxia.

Marceau walked over and immediately saw what Sister Mo said, 'There is something about the four hawkers', Marceau stretched out his hand and picked up the short sword on the table.

'Sword of Battle, Blood God's Short Sword'

Item Type: Gladius

Attack Type: Piercing

Required attributes: Strength 12 / Agility 10

Damage: 1-6

Bash Range: 18-20

Bash Damage: x2

Weapon description (in yellow): A truly strong man never needs to rely on external forces

Weapon weight: 6 pounds

I really didn't expect to see this thing here, Marceau sighed: "I have never felt that an artifact is so hot like today. ”

This thing doesn't look very good, but for every ten people this thing kills, the damage dice will be one more side, and it can become 20D6 at most, which is 20-120 damage, and a thief in the previous life thought he had picked up a treasure, and as a result, he was transformed into a champion samurai - but fortunately, he was a thief, and he became a living person in the thieves' guild, so he was directly put down by the legendary shadow thief, which is the least destructive invasion ever.

"Yes, the scream of the kitten that got it has been heard in half the city, it's a terrible weapon, both in terms of the panel and the effect, and if you don't mind being transformed into a champion warrior and become the coordinates of the Blood God's invasion of the plane, you can indulge in its mesmerizing blade. ”

Listening to Sister Mo's explanation, Marceau threw the short sword in his hand back on the table like garbage: "The sword is a good sword, but I still can't bear it when I think about it, have you notified the temple of the Anonymous Clan?" ”

"Noticed, their people will come and take it shortly. ”

Jiuye hurriedly replied, the girl was sitting on the sofa, and she was teasing Mrs. Biscuit, she raised her head and looked at Marceau: "I heard Bunetani say that there was a dinner in the City Lord's Mansion last night. ”

"Yes, I'm only afraid of ......" "I'm afraid that there will be no good banquet and no good meal." Akemi and Mun, who walked in with a stack of papers, said in unison.

"What are you afraid of, let's take the guy over, and whoever doesn't accept it will break someone's dog's head. Anne, who had been standing by the window, turned around and expressed her feelings.

Marceau smiled happily: "I like a direct girl like you, and you don't talk nonsense when you can do it." ”

"Father said that the purpose of learning a head of knowledge is to be able to speak calmly to everyone, and to have a good skill is to let stupid guys be able to talk to you calmly. Anne said that she put on a toned posture here, but it was a pity that this girl's small arms and thin legs were really too difficult to compare with the girl who played with people on the battlefield.

Barbarim stood up at this time, and the rabbit girl, who heard someone knocking on the door, pushed open the door: "Ah, it's the Bishop of the Anonymous Clan." ”

Marceau turned around and looked at the old steppe elf and his companions, and the young inquisitor naturally bowed his head and saluted: "Good day, elder, welcome." ”

"Good day, Your Excellency. The old steppe elf walked into the hall, and with his perception, he immediately noticed the short sword: "This is the seed planted by the evil god." ”

"Yes. Marceau reached out and pinched the tip of the dagger and handed it to the old bishop, who took the weapon: "Really...... A terrible weapon. ”

Yes, the seeds planted by the evil gods will always have the most tempting content, after all, they are things to deceive people, if there is no benefit, I am afraid that no one will use it.

Marceau smiled and sent the old man away, walked out the door, and noticed the convoy and escort outside the door: "You are really careful. ”

"There's a strange atmosphere in the city, young man, you have to watch out for the big guys. The old bishop said this, and he meant it very meaningfully: "The last time I came, there was a little fellow who said something to me, and I will say it as it is, and some fellows said things that you better not believe even a punctuation mark." ”

"Thank you, elders, I see. The young kitten smiled and nodded, put his hands in front of him, and smiled as he watched the old man get into the special carriage of the Anonymous Temple.

"He's a good elder. Barbarim, who watched the convoy leave with Marceau, sighed.

"Yes, a good elder, such a good elder is abundant in the Anonymous Temple. After Marceau finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the rabbit girl: "By the way, about tomorrow's dinner, do you want to bring your boyfriend too?" ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have a boyfriend yet, so if I don't mind, can I join you for a meal. The rabbit girl replied without pretentiousness.

"No problem, tomorrow night I think it's enough to eat. "The Sha'an half-elves are not like their relatives in the green forest who can whip up a vegan meal, and the Bunny Girls' race, though they like tubers, don't mind eating anything else, except that they don't eat red meat, and Marceau understands and understands this.

With Marceau's acknowledgment, the rabbit girl nodded happily, and then happily entered the door, looking like she was going to Akemi and Minen's to report to her.

Marceau raised her eyebrows, and the kitten realized that she had been a little too optimistic lately, was it because she was 'back' on her feet?

Perhaps, with a brisk step, Marceau took out the long knife behind his waist, and used it to block the dagger handed out in the shadows, and with his free left hand, an instantaneous lightning whip swept across the shadows, scattering the dust and a figure, turned around, and the long knife once again pulled away the dagger that stabbed him, this time, Marceau finally saw the opponent in front of him - the murderer's head was wrapped in strips of cloth, and the dark red soul fire in his eyes was rolling.

"New Eden's crumbs, I really didn't expect that what I was waiting for would be you stinky rats from the sewers. Marceau said with some anger and amusement.

"Die, hypocrisy!" The surprise attack failed, the killer pulled out a short knife from behind his waist with his left hand, and pounced directly on Marceau, the kitten used the long sword in his hand to deflect his attack twice, and kicked the assassin of New Eden away, but he didn't expect that the assassin went straight behind the kitten through the shadows in the next second, which made Marceau angry: "Originally, I wanted you to go back and tell your master to ask him not to make trouble for me, but now I have changed my mind." ”

After speaking, the lightning whip in the kitten's hand swept the assassin and threw it to the ground, and then the kitten shook it hard, smashing the assassin to the ground several times, and finally the assassin cut his leg with a knife, and he fell far away without restraint, and Marceau waved the lightning whip and rolled the broken leg in front of him: "Dead body? ”

"I'm going to kill you!" the killer threw out the dagger, and at the same time that Marceau knocked the flying prop into the air, the flying pounce had already reached the kitten, and without thinking, the lightning whip in Marceau's left hand broke the assassin's left hand holding the short knife, and then aligned his flight trajectory, and the long knife was raised, and then the assassin's problem was naturally solved, and the evenly divided corpse was smashed on the street, and the cat cub stood up straight, shook the knife, and made sure that there was nothing disgusting on it, and then put the knife into the sheath.

"What's going on?" Barbarim poked her head out of the door at this time.

"Killed a waste that doesn't have long eyes. Marceau got her hair done and walked into the house.

Barbarim looked at the kitten's back, then at the corpse on the ground, and finally she reached out and snapped her fingers, "It's in the house opposite!" and she shouted to the young people poking their heads out of the house across the street, "Come out and sweep the floor!"

"Forget it, let's burn it directly. Young, who was standing next to Barbarim, scratched his face.

"That's not good, we can't keep lazy people, or these city guards on the other side will think that they are really on paid leave. Barbarim replied solemnly.

"Uh...... It seems right......" Looking at the young people running out of the house opposite with various cleaning tools, Yang finally chose to agree with Barbarim's argument: "Okay, you are right about this, we really can't raise lazy people." ”

The two girls watched as the young lads finished everything before turning around and closing the door.

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"Very good skills. On the roof of a small three-story building not far away, looking at the scene of the living corpse of the cat cub, the young male player sighed.

"Yes, after all, he is a regular on the kill list, I originally thought that he would become weaker after returning to the flesh, but I didn't think that a good body is far more important to a true expert than a dead body. His companion replied.

"Do you think we should have a good relationship with this kitten like Marina? The young player asked.

"I don't think so, after all, we, Marina, and this Inquisitor should all sit on the same bench when it comes to protecting the city. His companion nodded, "One more friend, one more road." ”