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"Are you doing this to guard against it?" Norris's expression softened, and she looked at Locke calmly, "A Dreadlord, its danger is indeed worth it. With your weak human will, it will be difficult to resist its corrosion. ”

"What's more, it is now your supreme leader, and it is only a matter of time before it wants to corrupt you."

The elven girl walked around the room a few times with a frown, and she looked up at Locke, "Did you tell High Lord Mograini about this?" ”

Locke shook his head, "Do you think the Great Lord will believe it?" This kind of behavior will be disgusting to the High Lord Mograini. You also know that the big lord is more old-fashioned, and this kind of thing without definite evidence, saying it will only embarrass him. Moreover, we are accusing his superiors, his old friends. Do you think he'll believe us? ”

"And this demon is not the same as those low-level Dreadlords."

Raising the letter in his hand, Locke continued, "Demitia, the procurator of the Hearthvale, she also predicted a similar scene, and the two of us passed each other's breath. As someone close to the Grand Commander, she told me that the Grand Commander had recently used Holy Light to heal others. ”

"Don't you think it's strange that a demon would use holy light?" Locke held his head in a broken head, and he tapped his head lightly and said, "If it weren't for Demytia being sure that the Grand Commander's words and deeds had changed, we would all think we were wrong." ”

"Dreadlords are very good at covering themselves, and they will often devour the people they come across, disguised as them." Norris affirmed Locke's statement, she walked forward slowly, and took Locke's hand, "If it's what you say, then it's true, I believe you." ”

Locke looked up at the elf girl in surprise, and Noris's warm and slender fingers grabbed Locke's hand, and the calluse on the index finger of his middle finger rubbed against Locke's palm.

"Given the Dreadlord's great strength, I will re-send someone to monitor Dassault Khan. The agents before Hearthvale are no longer reliable. I need to send them out for any accidents. ”

"Thank you." Locke relaxed for a moment, and he tilted his mouth to look at the smiling elf girl in front of him, "Thank you, Noris, I owe you so much. ”

"You don't owe me much, it's a lot!" Norris's face changed instantly, she snorted coldly and took Locke's hand out, and then said calmly, "Slowly compensate me in the future, it's still a long time." ”

Locke smirked a few times, but immediately thought of what he needed her to do.

"Let your agents, take advantage of the establishment of the office to sneak in, I..." Locke could finish his sentence when he was stopped by Norris.

"Although I am your subordinate, I am the boss of the Security Bureau! I know how the Security Service works, I don't need you to teach me. Norris snorted coldly and rejected Locke's suggestion, "However, I like the new term boss." ”

Locke smiled, it's been so long, and this tsundere's character hasn't changed. However, no matter how you say it, it's your own woman, and tsundere is tsundere.

"Well, now let's talk about another thing!" Locke fixed his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do with the matter of the Council of Nobles?" ”

Norris silently took out a blue crusade glove sewn from her pocket and put it on her hand.

She glanced up at Locke and said to Locke with a smile, "You've been out for so long, I have to do something, otherwise I don't live up to your expectations?" ”

"Wait for my news, and soon there will be only one voice in the entire noble council. And this voice will come from the mouth of my man! ”

Norris suddenly playfully stretched out her little pink tongue, made a grimace with her teeth and claws, and rushed out in a hurry after dropping this sentence.

"This tsundere elf girl!" Locke couldn't help but laugh at her, and a sense of happiness arose.

After calming down, Locke was full of anticipation, and he wanted to see what Norris was going to do.

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Mark walks alone through the streets of Gadar, and as a native of Lordaeron, he is no stranger to the nascent Gadar. What's more, the entire Tirius now knows that the city is about to become the capital of the region.

Walking through this new city, Mark always wanted to compare it to the ruined city of Lordaeron. In fact, his impression of Lordaeron was very one-sided. Compared to the ornate and orderly buildings on the surface of Lordaeron, the majestic palaces, and the neat streets, he only remembered the dim lights of the sewers and the deep labyrinthine area of the dungeons.

He had lived there for too long, and he had learned his skills there. There he joined the Order, and today, it is said to be the new city of the undead.

Mark looked up and glanced at the numb crowd on both sides of the street. He pulled his dark gray hood down to cover his eyes. Most of his face was covered by the shadow of the hood, but he himself was accustomed to it.

As a professional who often walks in the dark, Mark is not used to being in the sun.

The Order, now gone, has disappeared into history with the royal city of Lordaeron. For a while, Mark was very confused, and he suddenly became a little uncomfortable after losing the shackles of the organization.

When Mark's mind was confused, someone set their eyes on him and put it into practice.

This section of the street in the Gadar civilian area is lined with idle, civilians who have nothing to do. They looked at the people passing by with ill malice and whispered something.

"Excuse me, are you alright?"

Mark, who hid himself in the shadow of his hood, was hit hard by a young girl who was approaching him, and Mark's body shook as he was hit, and the girl hurriedly whispered an apology.

Mark slowly raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him, his nose above the dark shadows.

And the young girl looked curiously at the man in front of her, hiding her eyes in the shadow of the hood.

"Do you have bad eyes? Mr? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Perhaps sensing something, the girl's black eyes rolled, "Well, I have something to do, so I'll go first, sir." Have a nice day. ”

Mark still didn't speak, looking at her with a rigid expression.

The girl smiled awkwardly, and then ran away from Mark.

Mark stood there for a moment, then lowered his head and continued toward his goal.

Alas, how many years.

Mark took out his hand hidden in his overcoat, and there were two money bags in it. One black, one pink.

The black one is his, and the pink one speaks for itself.

Looking at the money bag in his hand, Mark couldn't help but sigh a little, I haven't stolen anything on the street for many years. And this time it was a thief's money bag.

If you're unlucky enough to meet me, as an old thief with 10 years of experience in street theft, I didn't touch your underwear to save your face.

Exercise hard, little girl, you still have a long way to go.

Mark casually threw the money bag in his hand into the magic bag on his belt. And around the magic bag, the belt is full of small bags, red, green, blue....