Rohr endured the discomfort and carefully examined the licking dog's body.

It doesn't look like there's any scarring.

"Did you say anything too far to it and cause it to kill itself?"

Rohr asked again at the little donkey.

The little donkey glared at him angrily, then banged his head on the chest in protest.

Then, with a look of sympathy and pity in its big eyes, it slowly walked up to the licking dog, and let out a few sad growls from its mouth.

The licking dog took one last look at it, then closed its eyes and walked very peacefully.

Then, its corpse quickly weathered into a puddle of gray-black debris, like other dead monsters, and became the nourishment of the meadow.

"Alas, it's so miserable to be in ashes and die without a body......"

Rohr also let out a sigh of emotion, a bit of a rabbit dead fox sadness.

He was still young, and when he was still on earth, he also tried to pursue the goddess in his class.

As for the ending......

Three-dimensional women are all big pigs' trotters!

It's better to be a wife in your phone!

came to this world, although he and the ship's wife, the Valkyrie's wife, and the operator's wife were divorced, he was exposed to more interesting swordsmanship.

What are you kidding, how can women have swordsmanship fun?

What's more, I later picked up a well-behaved, cute, sensible and obedient daughter.

"Fortunately, I already have a daughter, so I don't need to lick women."

Rohr whispered, rubbed the little donkey's head, and observed a minute of silence for the licking dog who helped lead the way.

Later, Rohr rode a little donkey to the hospital to visit the patient, and mentioned the matter in passing.

Orianna sat on the bed, clasped her legs around her hands, rested her face on her knees, tilted her head slightly, smiled sweetly, looked at Rohr with her eyes, and listened to him quietly, her pretty face flushed slightly.

It's not that she's shy, it's that she's depressed, and this position is a bit hard for her, too crowded......

It's just that this posture is very cute, with a little girl-like innocence, which can give her a feeling of love, and she will feel her heart beating faster.

After hearing Rohr talk about the fate of licking the dog, she also restrained her smile and expressed sympathy.

"I've heard before that the alien race has a secret method for domesticating this kind of monster, but since they dare to domesticate such a dangerous thing, they must have an emergency method, similar to a long-range curse, right?"

"The spy lost his hound, so he unleashed the curse, killing it remotely."

Rohr sighed, hammered his thigh, and said:

"It's a pity that I couldn't catch that guy and let him escape."

"But...... Why do you know so much? Are you really just a PE teacher? ”

He asked abruptly.

"Of course not......

Oriana said with a smile.

She never said that she was a physical education teacher, it was all Rohr talking to herself.

"My real identity is a professor of history at the First College, and I am also a historian certified by the Scholars Association, with relevant certificates."

She didn't tell Rohr that she was also a Sage of Fire, or that her family was the largest publisher in the Empire.

Because the rank and the title of the Sage are meaningless to a strong person like Luoer, and the power and financial resources of the family will make the love between the two deteriorate and become less pure.

She wanted Rohr to like herself as Oriona and not the Sage of Fire, Elena.

Rohr did not doubt her statement, nodded, and said:

"It turned out to be a history teacher, no wonder I know so much, I used to see that your swordsmanship was not bad, and I always thought you were a physical education teacher."

The historians of this world are obviously not the same profession as they are on earth, after all, archaeology involves all kinds of extraordinary events, and it is normal to know more.

Speaking of which, Oriana teaches history, her daughter studies history, Oriana's swordsmanship is good, and her daughter's swordsmanship is also very good......

Oriana and her daughter stickers?

Rohr shook his head, throwing the strange thought out of his mind.

After chatting with Oriana for a while, he took his leave and went to visit Anya in the next room.

By the way, I found Anya's butler, Odo, and asked him to help convey the Speaker's decision.

As soon as she saw him walk into the ward, Anya smiled and said hello, while the housekeeper who disappeared yesterday and reappeared today lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, looking very weak.

In fact, he didn't want to show his face today, for fear that Luo Er would blame him for revealing his secret and stab himself to death with a sword.

If the Speaker hadn't told him that he had had a good conversation with Rohr yesterday and believed that Rohr would have accepted his invitation, he would have even planned to hide for a few more days.

However, as the speaker said, Rohr did not embarrass him, and said with a smile:

"Please help me tell Mr. Speaker that I am willing to accept his invitation."

"Ahh That's great! ”

The butler suddenly showed a relieved expression.

"Speaker, he also thinks you will accept it, and he has already made all kinds of preparations in advance."

Prepared in advance?

Isn't there a feeling of predation, inner determination?

Rohr couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Mr. Rohr, please come with me."

The butler said goodbye to Anya, took Rohr into a steam car, and walked through the streets and alleys until he came to an old town.

It's close to the city center, not far from the Imperial Bell Tower, but the surrounding streets and buildings are quite dilapidated, which is supposed to be the old town, but it didn't catch up with the renovation behind it, and it became a historical problem.

Along the way, the butler drove and talked about two or three things about the gray ghost organization in that casual tone.

For example, this organization, in the earliest days, was actually a disabled soldier resettlement department, which arranged some disabled veterans to carry out some simple civilian work so that they could support their families.

Naturally, the name at that time was not called the Grey Ghost.

Later, with the rapid development of magic engineering, especially after the imperial spies recruited a group of craftsmen and scholars from the barbarian side, the great invention of magic guide prosthetics to save the disabled came out, allowing the disabled to move like normal people.

However, at that time, the cost of magic prosthetics was high, and ordinary people could not afford to use them, so they were generally paid by the empire to install them for those disabled soldiers who had made great achievements.

Then a certain minister had a whim, these veterans with prosthetic limbs were elite and elite, so it was a waste of manpower and financial resources to let them retire, but it would be a bit unkind to send them back to the battlefield......

As a result, the Grey Ghost, a secret service exclusive to the royal family, was established.

At that time, the people inside were basically made up of these veterans with new prosthetic limbs, all of whom were strong, brave and combative, and extremely loyal to the royal family.

Later, when new people are added, they are also inclined to this kind of people, at the cost of free prosthetic limbs, to earn those who are disabled and strong-willed.

Today, although the organization has lost its former glory, the tradition of prioritizing the recruitment of disabled people equipped with new prosthetics has been preserved and has become a symbol and symbol for them.

Therefore, when the instructor and the regiment commander saw Rohr's left hand, they wondered if he had run away to be a gray skin.

Although this operation sounds quite reasonable, it can be regarded as the maximum use of human resources, but Luo Er always feels a little uncomfortable listening to it.

I thought I was here to be the head of the secret service, but I think it's quite compelling, but it turns out that I am the president of the ***** Association of the Disabled Persons' Federation? The following are all people with disabilities......

When I thought that my Broken Blade Swordsman Regiment had now become a Half-Crippled Swordsman Regiment, and I had taken over this kind of work again, it felt very wrong......

After the butler had said this, the steam car stopped beside a thrift market, and then he led Rohr into a small dilapidated building next to it, with a faded sign hanging at the door:

"New Life Housekeeping Company"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a few people with sunglasses sitting at the table pasting matchboxes, and some people weaving flower baskets next to them.

Full of the smell of re-employment of the disabled.

The butler led Rohr to a warehouse full of matchboxes and flower baskets in the building, and closed a switch-like switch on the wall.

The floor of the warehouse shook slightly, revealing a black hole with a spiral staircase inside.

"The conditions are not very good, they are all old buildings from decades ago, but they are safe enough."

"To confront the powerful scholars, it is necessary to be secretive and low-key."

The butler smiled apologetically, picked up a flashlight, and led Rohr into the hole in the ground, and the floor above his head closed automatically.

At the end of the spiral staircase, there is a long and narrow corridor, and the walls on the left and right sides are hung with incandescent lamps, which illuminate the surrounding area, and you can hear the constant noise of high-power ventilation fans.

It's really a bit of an underground secret base, much more professional than the one dug up by the Restoration Sect.

But there is still a big deviation from Rohr's ideal painting style......

The place of work he imagined should be in a remote, but beautiful suburb, a low-key office building with a low-key appearance, but a variety of high-tech inside, and a young and beautiful front desk lady with a standard professional smile and a short skirt and black silk sat at the door.

And it should not be like now, nestled in the basement of a warehouse, with a few blind people with sticky matchboxes sitting outside.

But...... It's all here, what can I do?

A man who looked like an intellectual at the top of the stairs was waiting for them at the top of the stairs, with a more Sven temperament and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Otto."

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward, shook hands with the butler, and looked at Luo Er next to him.

"Hello Mr. Rohr, I am your future secretary and assistant, Fry."

The other party had already known the news of Rohr in advance.

Rohr nodded, didn't put on a leadership stand, shook hands with the other party, and behaved very easy-going.

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There should still be in the evening