Panarse, who is still a cat, follows Miss Drow through a passage with no end in sight. The Fat Snow Leopard - it should be a fat cat now, he guessed that it should be the underground waterways under the city of Elichar, damp and narrow, with stains on the top and sides of the head and on both sides of the foul-smelling passage barriers that seem to be within reach, as if they could collapse from all sides at any moment and crush themselves into meat sauce.

Panarsis shuddered, feeling depressed enough, thinking that if he was really a cat now, let alone in the form of a dragon, even with an ordinary snow leopard body, it was almost impossible to move in such a place.

He could only see the way by the faint light of the torch in Miss Half-Elf's hand. In fact, whether it is a dragon, a snow leopard, or a cat, they all have quite a keen ability to see darkly, but Fat Snow ...... Fat cats still need light to walk steadily, which is obviously not a physiological problem, but a complete psychological problem.

Although the fat cat has been turned into a cat, he has never been a nocturnal animal, and his favorite thing is to look down on the balcony while soaking in the sun. Of course, as the "envoy plenipotentiary" of the little master, you can't embarrass the little master, otherwise the dignified Uncle Panarhiss wouldn't follow such a suspicious little girl to drill such a terrifying, depressing, and smelly tunnel.

"Bear with me, our base is equipped with a large number of magic traps and dark sentinels, as long as you sense the fluctuation of magic power, it may be triggered, I don't dare to open the lighting spell indiscriminately." The drow elf, who was leading the way in front, looked at the fat cat following behind with great interest, thought for a moment, and said, "By the way, what type of phantom beast are you?" I've also read "The Complete Collection of Diverse Phantom Beasts", but I haven't seen a Phantom Beast like you. It's obviously inconspicuous at all, and you can't even feel the slightest magic fluctuation and power coercion, and it's completely no different from an ordinary cat, but it's a high IQ and can still speak. ”

"High ...... High IQ or something, hehe, it's not just about spitting people. The old man is fluent in more than 40 languages, most of which are ancient languages that have been lost and can only be used for archaeology. The fat cat said that since he became a cat, it was the first time he had met someone looking at him with admiration.

"That's pretty remarkable. I've always felt that a really good spellcaster shouldn't use a demon as cannon fodder in battle, but rather an assistant and teacher who can assist him intellectually. Sure enough, even legendary figures like Master Berencaster think so! Of course, if you still look cute, it would be perfect. ”

"Cute or something, hehehehe, you really have an eye...... Wait, demon? ”

"I'm just an apprentice in magic, learning arcane from two teachers. When you have enough knowledge in summoning, can you contract a demon like you? ”

"Well, it's still quite hard for you to learn arcane arts as a drow girl...... So, I'm not a demon or a phantom beast. Lao Pa faintly distinguished, but just as he was about to speak, the Drow girl in front of him stopped.

"We're here." She said.

In Lao Pa's line of sight, a man and a cat were still in the narrow, dark and damp underground waterways. However, although it has been turned into an ordinary cat, the soul strength is there after all, and the ability to perceive and discern has not yet been reduced to the level of urban free-range animals. It stared at a pair of large eyes, much rounder than the average cat, and searched the wall for a few moments before finding a clue.

"Well, it's very delicately hidden. The magic pattern structure is cleverly poured into the cracks of the wall, and the flowing water is used to hide it, so that even the elves can hardly catch its subtle magic fluctuations. Woo, I haven't seen this structure in years, I remember what it was? ”

While the big fat cat was still thinking, Miss Half-Elf walked to the mouth of the sewer, knocked on the door, and whispered a slight whistle, or rather, some rune password disguised as a whistle.

"Whistle-like rune passwords,I'm sure I've seen this kind of play before.,Well,Where is it? Why can't I remember it for a while? No, I'm pretty confident in my memory. Panarsis continued to be distressed, and at this moment there was a "buzzing" sound from the old and even stinking masonry on the walls of the passage. After a collision, a passage suddenly opened...... This is a passage narrower than a sewer, and even with a semi-small and delicate physique, it can only pass sideways.

Lao Pa felt even more depressed, and there was a trace of sympathy and even admiration in his tone: "...... It's not easy for you! ”

"After all, it's hiding in the enemy's base camp! We now have very limited strength left in Elichar, and we must protect ourselves as much as possible in order to fight the enemy more effectively. Miss Drow said.

They struggled to move through the passage for nearly three more minutes, and then the passage slowly widened. Then, they entered a fairly large space. It is said to be wide, but in fact it is only a rectangular room with a length and width of no more than five or six meters, but Lao Pa still feels suddenly enlightened, and wants to take a big breath of fresh air, but it is still the fishy smell of the basement, which makes the fat cat almost faint for a while.

In the center of the room was a large table with a fairly detailed map of the city of Elichar, and various military markings in pencils. A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary temperament stood at the table, looking at Miss Zhuoer and the big fat cat behind her with inquiring eyes.

Lao Pa had not personally met the head of the Federal Field Service Agency, that is, Lieutenant General Makarov, the big boss of the secret imperial history, but he did not delay him from immediately recognizing the other party. Indeed, the big bosses who are engaged in intelligence work plus dry and wet work should be so mediocre.

"It's rare to see such guests." Makarov looked at the fat cat, and the ordinary eyes on his ordinary face gradually sharpened.

Lao Pa subconsciously stood on end, but he still stubbornly said: "My name is Panarhis, which stands for ......"

"Oh, Master Belencaster's talking snow leopard pet, I know you." Before Makarov could speak, a black-robed man in his forties with a gloomy temperament next to him interrupted Lao Pa: "The way you look now, is it the effect of the druid's magical transfiguration?" ”

"Is there anything going on, Your Excellency?" Another sturdy man in his thirties, wearing a samurai suit and a cuirass, said with an expressionless face.

Panarsis glanced at the room, and there were four more people besides Makarov and the half-elf female publicist lady who had brought her. The three men, in addition to the black robe with a gloomy temperament who spoke just now and the muscular man who pretended to be X, there was also an old man who should be sixty or seventy years old, wearing a gray robe with a hood, which was also a typical magician's dress. In addition, there was a woman standing in a dark corner of the room against the wall, and for a moment she couldn't see her head and face.

These people should be the remnants of the Field Service Agency, and if they guessed correctly, they should be the secret historians who rushed back from abroad. It stands to reason that they should all be regarded as sworn friends of the Qing School, but the current attitude seems to be a bit subtle.

Lao Pa thought so, his expression sank on the spot, and a pair of big round dark eyes began to glow with dragon-like murderous vertical pupils. He said that he was just Sven Meow, and he really didn't want to get along with you secret police chiefs who were doing private work, but that wasn't a reason for you to pretend to be X in front of me. Who is Ben Meow? Ben Meow is the pet of Master Lucy Ringo Berencaster, that is, his envoy! Don't give me face, that is, don't give me a strong and majestic face, a correct and glorious little master!

He snorted and slowly opened his "big mouth" of blood.

The Shadowwalking Imperial Historians frowned, and their shoulders began to sink. They all felt a hint of danger. When Miss Half-Elf saw this, she was a little overwhelmed.

"Vomit, vomit......" Lao Pa began to retch.

The expressions of the Secret Travelers were wonderful, and Miss Half-Elf didn't know what she should do.

"Gross! Vomiting! Vomit vomit vomit! The big fat cat finally spat out a metal disc the size of a pocket watch from its belly. It walked over and used its cat's claws to open the flap of the disc, revealing the intricate spring mechanism and magic guide circuits on the disk, as well as glittering obsidian crystals.

Obsidian? The Secret Travelers became nervous. For these old-school spellcasters, this thing represents a powerful and unstable source of ferocious mana, synonymous with danger.

This fat cat can't be angry and want to die with us, right? As for being so strong?

As soon as everyone thought so, the fat cat's big paw had already slapped on the knob in the center of the disc, and the seven yao crystals were scattered for a while. Fortunately, it didn't destroy everyone here, but condensed into a translucent light and shadow suspended in mid-air.

"This is ......" Makarov saw the appearance of light and shadow clearly, and his face suddenly changed, who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Xi?

"It's been a long time, Your Excellency Makarov, since this scene has been released, it means that you are okay at the moment, then we can discuss the next plan......" Lu Xi in the light and shadow had an impeccable business smile on his face, and looking at it made people feel like drinking elixir like a spring breeze.

"Sorry, I got the wrong one." Lao Pa smiled embarrassedly, patted the disc again, Lu Xi's light and shadow changed, and this time it was replaced by a condescending and domineering sneer: "Oh, since this scene has been released, it can only show that your attitude is indeed very problematic." It's because you don't want to follow my instructions, so you have to pretend at first. This is probably because although I have been a secret imperial historian for a few years, I have neither participated in the departmental team building nor had a relationship with my colleagues, so everyone doesn't like me very much. ”

It's not new to record people's images and voices and play them back with a lot of magic. What's new is that the other party actually prepares two (or even more) attitudes and rhetoric, and this kind of operation is very sassy. In other words, what kind of reaction we will have is also expected by him?

"Your Excellency Makarov, I used to be your subordinate, but I moved in real time, and today, it's not time to say kind words, we should be realistic. As the secret police and intelligence agency of the Federation directly under the Minister of War, you old fellows of the Gate Lords faction have done such a big thing, and they still don't know anything. If I'm in Elichar right now, the first thing I would do is ask you to come and see me. ”

Mention, see you on the head? Isn't that too bullying? You've put yourself in a high position before you even arrived? These remaining secret imperial historians were immediately angry, however, Lu Xi in front of him was just a video, and he didn't pay attention to their attitude at all.

"You are all the sworn friends of Master Russell, and you are destined to be eradicated by the Gate Valve Faction. If you want to live in the sun again, you have to work with me. However, cooperation requires a cooperative attitude. For this matter, I do not need allies of equal status, only followers and subordinates who obey orders. You should have gotten the news that the main fleet of the Noble Coalition was heavily damaged by my single ship, right? Without you, I would still return to Elichar as a conqueror and liberator! Now, do you understand my attitude? ”

Lao Pa stepped forward, patted the disc, and put away Lu Xi's image: "Now, do you still need to keep putting it down?" ”

The Secret Historians were silent while silently exchanging information in a unique and secret way. In comparison, Lieutenant General Makarov, who was the deepest in the city, showed an expression as if he was constipated, took a long breath, and said in a voice that even trembled slightly: "This, this, this...... I've known him for five or six years, and everyone is still quite happy every time we meet, but suddenly with such a bad attitude, even I need a little time to get used to! ”

"Well, well, your master's attitude, we know it very well." It wasn't the men who had taken a tough stance at the beginning, it was the woman who had been standing in the corner. The other party seemed to lean forward a little, revealing half of his face in the dim light. To Lao Pa's surprise, this turned out to be a beauty with a very temperament and demeanor. Fat cats always felt that they should have seen each other there, but after thinking about it for a long time, they really couldn't remember.

"Master Berencaster...... When this image was left, it must have been before the Battle of the Celestial Corridor in Hillon, right? ”

"Oh, you can see that?" Lao Pa was even more surprised.

Behind him, by the window, is the famous late summer bell tower in Gloren Harbour. He actually meant it for me to see, right? The woman smiled bitterly: "...... In other words, before he sent us this message, he was already sure that he would definitely inflict a heavy blow on the main force of the Noble Coalition in the Hilren Corridor? With a ship? ”

"Well, sometimes I think the little master is really too arrogant." Although Lao Pa said this, he said in his heart that although he was a little embarrassed, he was really proud.

"Arrogance that you can succeed if you have the strength...... For the people of Auckland, it's called the wind of kings! The woman muttered, and shrank her face back into the shadows.

"So, Master Belencaster...... What does he need us to do? Lieutenant General Makarov said.

He changed his honorific title, probably changing his attitude.

"According to the information from the little master, there is a large transport ship arriving in Elichar next week, right?"

"We've been getting the news for a long time. This is the first grain ship to return from abroad this month. Without Master Berencaster's orders, we'll destroy its ...... before it enters the Olso airspace," said the muscular man.

"No, the little master means, let you stop and let their boat in."

“……”

"Also, I hope you don't do anything until his next instructions arrive." Old Padao.

It's so natural to give orders, it's really infuriating! We are the secret history of the Field Service Agency, you are an admiral, even if we are willing to obey your orders, we have to be careful about doing things, right? I don't know if you think so, but at least on the surface, you can't see it directly.

"What will happen to Master Belencaster if we are unwilling to obey his orders?" The gray-robed old man asked with a smile.

"Maybe the two young ladies who came with me will forcibly take over the command of the remaining secret imperial history."

"Someone else with you?"

"yes, I didn't bring them here, they were all watched by our own people over the bar." Miss Zhuoer, who has been stunned for a long time, finally found an opportunity to speak.

"Yes, who is it?" Lieutenant General Makarov seemed to think of something very bad, and said with a bitter face: "It can't be a healing young lady next door with flaxen medium hair, blue eyes, early twenties, and a very friendly smile, right?" ”

"It's not that serious." Fat Cat Road.

"Well, it's a Norda elf girl, and a human girl with green hair and green eyes."

Oh, that's fine, that's weird! Is there a difference between being trampled to death by a dragon and being trampled to death by a lion? Lieutenant General Makarov hurriedly walked up to the fat cat, lowered his head, and squeezed out a smile on his ordinary face, and said sincerely: "Look at you, it would be good to say that Her Royal Highness Nivea Linge and Miss Jade are here, and there are so many misunderstandings." ”

The cold head of the secret police was now smiling so much that even Lao Pa, who was well-informed and had an invincible desire to survive, couldn't help but show an impressive application.

"Anyway, after Master Rassell is gone, our group of people is like a group of vengeful lonely ghosts. Now that I finally have an organization, I am so happy! ”

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