"He was a very charismatic fellow, with a beautiful beard and a handsome appearance, with a characteristic South Asian Shubi accent, which usually represented an elven ancestor in the family lineage. Sitting at the desk, Luo Xianping, the measurement officer, was talking to his guests: "I had a long and heart-to-heart conversation with him, and he expressed his concern about the difficulties that Ashubi will face in the future, and I told him, I can learn from you, human beings have more than one way to face suffering, and I think I can turn around and choose to embrace beauty, just like you and your companions." ”

Speaking of this, Luo Xianping raised the wine glass on the table to Sean Simone in front of him: "Your Excellency, I am sure that that gentleman will have many of the same topics as you. ”

"That's good. Sean Shimeone raised his glass at the same time: "Speaking of which, do you have so much confidence in him, Your Excellency?" ”

"Of course, our intelligence agency has always been the most efficient of all the departments in New Eden. Luo Xianping replied with a smile: "What's more, the war in Saloc has always been under our control. ”

Regarding Luo Xianping's oath, Sai'an nodded and signaled that he already knew: "For New Eden." The young Duke smiled and raised his glass.

"For the sake of great ideals. Luo Xianping smiled, and His Excellency the New Eden Measuring Officer snapped his fingers, and a ghost servant quickly appeared beside him.

"Your Excellency, your order. ”

"Go to my cellar and choose one of the best wines for our most honorable Duke, the ST1020 Candolen, the third of the third shelf on the lowest level from right to left. ”

After receiving the order, the ghost servant quickly disappeared under the surface, and the young duke in Luo Xianping's mouth naturally smiled and expressed his gratitude.

After the guests and hosts had their best, Luo Xianping personally escorted the duke out of his office, outside the gate of the New Eden Military Intelligence Agency's Ashurbi Countermeasures Headquarters, he watched the duke get into the carriage, and when the carriage left and disappeared into the fog, the still smiling measurement officer turned his head to look at the air on the side, and only then did a ghost with a black bondage suit appear in the air.

"How's it going about Saleke. ”

"Progress has been slow, with heavy losses in five places, but your daughter and Senior Administrator, His Excellency Zheng Yaoxian, have taken over the command and are now hunting our targets in the deep web. ”

"Very good, this time I'm thinking that the guy from the fifth place is going to admit our love, is there any other information besides?" Luo Xianping smiled.

"We have witnessed His Highness. ”

The ghost's words made Luo Xianping silent for a moment.

"It's okay, it's not our family's trouble, this kind of out-of-specification existence, it's up to him, we have an advantage anyway, and that Mr. Link will definitely not understand that her pillow person has already chosen a Cotai Avenue for her. Speaking of this, Luo Xianping smiled and sighed: "What a lucky gentleman." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the headquarters building: "If it's okay, I'm going to take a break, and if it's not for the guests on the list to come to me, tell him I'm sleeping." After speaking, the measurer, who had not closed his eyes for two days and two nights in the game, turned his head to look in the direction of the carriage leaving.

"The so-called borrowing flowers to offer Buddha to the Buddha in the Tang Dynasty is what they are saying. ”

Looking at the wine in his hand, Sean Shimeone let out a sigh in his heart.

During this time, the young head of the Simone family has not been able to sleep well.

Although it was not his intention to embark on this path, but in that case, it was also the only choice for these nobles, there was no room for compromise between the royal family and the nobles, and both sides had put a noose around each other's necks, and if they didn't want to be hanged, they could only fight hard.

Although this kind of rebellion is not what he wants to see, there is a good saying among strangers, the goddess of fate is a stinky woman who can only joke and mischievous.

I glanced at the wine in my hand again, ST1020's Candoren, which is a special product of Candoren, the most famous wine region in the south of Ashube, like this wine, even the former Simonies did not have stock, it only appeared in the sacred sacrificial ceremony, it was a gift from the people of Ashoebe to the gods.

"Now it's a gift from the cellar of the New Edenians. ”

Talking to himself, the young duke sighed in his heart.

………………

After making a large circle in the deep network and passing through a large pit full of various undead, Marceau finally encountered a group of heralds of the villagers, who should have known the general location of the team led by Marceau, so they searched all the way.

And they brought the bad news - the armed search party has suffered heavy losses, and the guests are surrounded by the New Edenites in a special location, and the undead are also there, so the battle between the three sides continues, but considering that the number of New Edens is twice the number of search teams, if the reinforcements are not in time, the chances of losing guests will increase.

Marceau immediately let the herald lead the way, and had to leave her fate to the goddesses of luck and doom.

When Marceau led the team to the place of engagement, he heard the message from the remaining members of the search party, two bad and one good.

The good news is that the target is still there, but no one has been able to get them, and the banshees, who are the remnants of the undead tide, cut off the area where the target is located, and the losses on both sides, except for the bullets thrown at each other, are basically lost in the battle with the banshees.

And the first bad news is that the bullets have almost no effect on the banshees, and even the silver bullets can only cause a limited effect, and the blessed silver bullets have good lethality, but they are far less than the damage of the banshees to the living (a successful possession is fatal), and even the undead of New Eden are under the crushing of the banshees, which is why the losses on both sides are so great.

The second piece of bad news made Marceau frown - the crater where the target was located had been silent since the beginning, and there was no gunfire to fight back, let alone confirm that the target was still alive.

Marceau thought about it for a while, and finally chose to personally lead the team to rush a wave - there were enough steppe elf priests and kittens in the team, plus the cover of the half-sized children, should be able to suppress a wave of banshees.

Since this is the case, Marceau immediately gave the order, the steppe elves and the kittens began to prepare, the holy water that was originally pressed at the bottom of the box was drunk, the blessed silver bullets were loaded into the magazine, and the half-sized children also got a lot of blessed silver bullets.

While everyone was ready, the New Edenians seemed to have received reinforcements and weapons for the Banshees, and some of the New Edenians broke out of the defenses, their weapons inflicting tangible damage on the Banshees.

"Let's go. With that, Marceau took a step forward, then quickly retracted her legs—the scene suddenly changed, and the rotting bones suddenly stood up, and then rushed towards the New Eden.

"Melee team!