Prosthetic waitress Xuhua pushed open the sliding door and found that the proprietress was not in the basement, as a type 3 prosthetic, holding cleaning utensils, and the prosthetic girl who was being dominated by curiosity walked to the low table, which was full of various items, and some old photos that looked like yesterday in Xuhua's eyes.

"Ah, this is a picture of the Midsummer Festival seven years ago, ah, Marceau was so cute at that time. Xuhua picked up the photo with a smile, she looked at the kitten and the girl in the photo: "Well, this should be Yang, Yang and Anne were always indistinguishable when they were young." ”

Then Xuhua picked up another photo, in this photo, the young proprietress and the boss stood in front of a large open space, holding a baby in her arms: "Ah, this should be the photo of the hotel when the site was selected, so good, at that time, our batch of waiters had not yet gotten off the production line, this baby is the eldest young master......"

Putting down the photo, Xuhua picked up another photo, which recorded a large party scene, the still young proprietress was holding the baby, he was talking and laughing with her and people of the same age, and a group of children were digging sand not far away, Xuhua saw Minzi and herself in the photo: "I miss it so much, this is the 10th anniversary of the opening of the hotel." Even the prince of the Bai clan brought his children and his wife to congratulate him.

I still remember that time, those housekeepers taught the waiters how to work hand in hand, it is really nostalgic, and it is a blessing for the prosthetic body to be able to get the guidance of the thousand-year-old predecessors.

Putting down the photo in her hand, Xuhua prepares to continue her cleaning work, and as she prepares to leave, she notices a cat cub and a cat girl in a photo.

Well, the kitten in the photo is being dragged down the hallway by Miss Anne, and not far away, a kitten girl is following her father, with her long dark hair and curious gaze...... "Like a little adult, really, what's this guest's name...... Ah, by the way, it's called Flame, Flame Merlin Van Otah Sorenta, and the name of the cat man is a bit awkward. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Hua tilted her head: "Hey, by the way, isn't this girl named Yan a good friend of Marceau now, ah, it's really a historic meeting." ”

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"The last time the parrot was so miserable on the island, how could he dare to invest so many legions this time, doesn't he understand that now that the beacon is erected, we have a home field advantage!" ”

"Well, actually, I think the parrot just understands that he has been pitted miserably, so didn't you notice the legion sent by this guy this time, at least half of the numbers were previously subordinate to other chaos evil gods?" Marceau looked at the chaos who were fighting with the steppe elves on the rooftop with a telescope, and in his position, he could clearly see the badge on the flag erected on the roof of the rear building: "Do you see that flag, the iron fist on it, it is a rebel legion that originally believed in terror." ”

"Well, Marceau, how do you know this?" Penny had noticed the banner before, but the girl hadn't been able to think of it - she had always thought that since it was a parrot's field, it was only natural that it would end up with the parrot's legion: "I always thought that these guys were all parrots." ”

"Well......" This question is really a bit troublesome, after all, Marceau, like the girls, did not enter when Warhammer Age began, but fortunately, there is also a big killer weapon like the forum: "I saw this flag over there on the forum, Caroyan's Fist of Death, originally a loyal human legion, but then two regiments believed in terror and became rebels, and they said before that the rebel legion that believed in chaos and the warband that remained loyal hated each other, and as long as they had the opportunity, they would want to kill each other." ”

"I see. Placing the pressed magazine next to Penny, Long picked up the new empty magazine and began to work, turning his head to look at the street: "Chaos is approaching the city wall, and I think Chaos still has an advantage over our target." ”

"It's normal, after all, the beacon of the noble district is the mother parent, and its power is several times that of all the other children, and the time for one of our regiments to enter is enough for these guys to throw at least two or three regiments from the other side. ”

"What a problem, don't we have several sets of beacons, can't we find a few more unlucky guys to hold them?" Penni pulled the bolt, threw the cartridge case, and closed the bolt, "Marceau, have you tried it?" ”

"I tried, but it didn't work. Marceau shrugged his shoulders, speaking of which, the cat cub is also a descendant of a god with a straight roots, and it is a mess that belongs to the ancestors (grandfather Su Dejin is a high-ranking god), but the cat cub has changed a whole circle, and there is no core that can echo the cat cub, which makes Marceau really embarrassed.

"Is it because it's a grandson?" sighed with a long smile.

"How is it possible, this will not be the case this year. Penny turned her head to look at the kitten, then resumed her work.

"I don't think Cambrian is like a guy who can do such a thing, I can't even do it when I take the core. Chang echoed Marceau's feelings: "Okay, let's put down the little beauty of chatting first, and then it's the time of war, let's get rid of these chaotic messes." ”

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"Sister Barbarim!" said Boatswain Toby, who had climbed up from the second deck, as he looked at Barbarim, who was steering, "Our shells have run out!"

"Did you ask if that big ship has the ammunition we need?" Barbarim looked up at the lookout on the mast, who put down the light box in his hand: "No, big sister! ”

Barbarim thought about it, and finally chose to listen to the orders of the big ship over there—now the entire Toby-Waiko Wing is more than half dead.

"Sister Babarim, when are we going to come back? A rabbit with a bandage on his head asked.

"Let's go! When the supplies are complete, we'll ask these Chaos for justice. With that, Barbarim turned the rudder vigorously, and the Chosen One began to retreat.