The Grand Elder of Sumir, Theodore, took a cup of dessert and slowly sucked it up, when his peripheral vision spotted the dark shadow and immediately turned his head to look.

"Are you here?" Theodore asked calmly.

"Yes, Grand Elder." The dark shadow said respectfully.

The old fat man didn't say anything, and continued to suck his dessert - this thing is said to be a unique snack here, called pudding, it tastes really superb, I really don't know what good things are hidden in this dungeon, and the longer you stay here, the more people can't leave.

In fact, the pudding was just something that Lott wanted to eat, so Maria made it, and then let Vickers spread the recipe so that everyone could eat it, so that people outside could appreciate the diversity of the dungeon that they didn't expect at all.

Whether it's songs, literature, drinks, or medical equipment, Lott doesn't designate anyone to own it, but spreads it in all directions for everyone to learn, because these things all represent the culture of the dungeon, as long as everyone knows it, then the way to spread it will be wider.

After people experience it once, even if they can't come, they will form an impression of such a place as the dungeon.

It's enough to be able to do this, but are you afraid that they won't come when the time comes?

The dark shadow stood there, waiting for Theodore to finish the pudding, and asked, "May I ask the Great Elder, ...... you summon us?"

"Go and find out all the points of this dungeon tonight, especially the location of the barracks and the fortifications." Theodore wiped his mouth, lit a cigar, and gasped heavily.

The dark shadow hesitated for a moment, then replied, "The reconnaissance mission has always been a crow......"

"He's dead."

Theodore said, "I know you night owls don't care about anything other than killing, but now that the matter is urgent, as an assassin, you always know a little bit about reconnaissance or something, right?" ”

When the black shadow heard this, he nodded, but didn't say anything.

In fact, when he learned that the old man had assigned him this task, he felt a wave of ecstasy.

The Night Stalker and the Crow are the assassination organization and intelligence agency of Sumir City, respectively, although both belong to the Shadow Division, the Elder's dependence on the Crow is much higher than that of the Night Stalker.

Because before attacking the enemy, the crows need to collect information, and then send a large army to press the border, the former is in charge of the agents, the latter gives orders to the army, and the night owls are not given a chance to appear in the middle - they have not been on a mission for a long time.

And even if there were, it was only to provide covert escorts for a few old men when they went out, and there was no chance of showing them as top assassins.

As time went by, the crow's team increased again and again, and the funds kept rising, and at the same time, every time the task was carried out, the kid took the lead in getting a lot of oil and water, and the upper echelons also turned a blind eye.

On the other hand, on the night owl's side, not only has the team's funds been misappropriated, the number of members has not increased, and most importantly, some elders have proposed to reduce the night owl's expenses again.

How could this not give the Night Stalker Captain a headache.

And now, the opportunity is in front of you! If you don't grasp it, if the crows are regrouped in the future, it will be too late to say anything!

Thinking of this, the night owl leader said quietly: "Please rest assured, the Great Elder, maybe because you have been reusing the relationship with crows before, so I don't know that our night owls are not only good at killing, but also good at investigation!" ”

"Oh?" Theodore raised his eyebrows, and suddenly the fat on his face trembled, he was having a headache about the total destruction of the crows, after all, such a powerful reconnaissance team is not so easy to find.

And now, if the night owl can do it, then the assassination and investigation departments will be merged in the future, and the expenses can be saved a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Theodore looked at the black shadow in front of him and smiled: "Since this is the case, then leave it all to you, don't let me down." ”

When the captain of the night owl heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said that he would definitely live up to the trust of the great elder and would definitely bring back the detailed information of the enemy to him.

After a few words of loyalty, the shadow vanished, as quietly as he had come, and his terrifying means of concealment were evident, which was definitely the best choice for the investigation of assassinations.

Theodore was immediately quite satisfied with his decision, and at this time, the previous final was over and the champion appeared.

..........

In the realm hall, all the goblins were partying, the energy reading showed 14 million points, Lott sat on the sofa and made a certain plan and deployment of energy, stretched his waist, and threw the tablet aside when he was done, and found that Maria was staring at him, and then turned his head to look.

And the tablet he threw on the couch showed the scene of the night owl leaving the VIP box - their every move was still monitored by the Great Demon King.

........

The revelry of the dungeon continues until late at night, and when the festivities fade away, the streets are filled with drunks who wander like zombies.

Among them are the members of the rugby team led by Mrs. Cow, trolls disguised as humans, and there are currently about seven of them here.

They had just come out of a clubhouse on Happy Street, and a few of them were staggering down the street with their shoulders and humming, and then they kept discussing where to go and what they would do to continue their fun.

As the only female, or the captain, Mrs. Niu seems to be the most active one among a group of strong men - the younger brothers specially recruited a few [Cowherd] in the club to accompany Mrs. Niu to accompany the wine, I don't know how the old cow who loves green grass will feel when he sees it.

Just when the group of drunks were about to go to the next house to continue, they suddenly found that at the entrance of the alley next to the front, a black shadow was half-kneeling on the ground, as if looking for something.

"That'...... Who's that? Enemy..... Enemy? Madame Niu asked, pointing her tongue at the night-dressed assassin on the other side, and then she noticed that the other party seemed to have the same clan aura as her, but the connection was very weak.

"Oh, that's it, the Shadow Assassin, the intelligence officer's men, and we can't be considered the same department."

The bat demon disguised as a human next to him also replied with a big tongue, and when he saw Mrs. Niu's strange expression, he further explained: "We serve the Supreme Lord, and they serve our Supreme Lord at the behest of their master's orders, which is not the same in nature. ”

The bald baboon next to him smiled, then shouted at the assassin, "Hey! Bloodsucker! Look here! ”

The voice was too loud for fear that humans wouldn't know, and the Shadow Assassin stood up and turned his head to glare at the drunkards, then quickly flashed down the alley.

"It'..... This..... What's going on? Mrs. Niu asked, pointing over the other's shoulder, she seemed to have drunk more than the others, mainly because there were a few handsome cowherd boys who kept persuading them to drink.

"Let's work." The Bat Demon smiled.

"Work?" Mrs. Niu was stunned for a moment, and when she heard this word, she instantly realized that her job seemed to be to accompany the lord to hunt in the hunting grounds, and everyone else also had their own jobs.

Work is sacred, and you can't stay in this land without work!

Thinking of this, the delirious Mrs. Niu staggered towards the mouth of the alley.

"Big.... Sister, what are you going to do? A few people next to him slowly followed and asked.

"Work, ......" Mrs. Niu replied, and came to the mouth of the alley with a group of drunkards, it was pitch black, and the street lamps didn't seem to shine, but as monsters, they basically had the ability to see at night.

"Eldest sister, what are you bringing us here for?" The monster next to him asked.

Mrs. Niu looked at the swaying figure in the alley and was stunned...... yes, what am I doing here?

Just when Mrs. Niu was confused, suddenly, a group of people turned in from the opposite side of the alley, and their speed was quite fast, as if they were being chased by something, and they were looking behind from time to time.

When the leading night owl found that the entrance of the alley in front of him was blocked by a group of rickety drunks, he immediately scolded: "Get out of the way!" ”

When Mrs. Niu heard this, she was shocked, is this looking for ballast?

Then he yelled:

"Bulls!"

"Phew!!"

"Defensive formation! Disperse! If they want to fight, then compare with them! ”

"Oh!!"

All the drunks immediately spread out and bowed down, while one arm was stretched out and clenched into a fist against the ground, making a gesture of preparation before the rugby team attacked.

When the night owl found that the group of drunkards had no intention of leaving, he immediately greeted them, and all of them flashed their short knives, intending to force their way out.

The two sides approached.

"Brute Bulls! Win! Mrs. Niu whispered.

"Ahh

"Kill me!!"

"Kill!!"

A group of drunks rushed towards them, and just as the assassins were about to swing their swords, they were instantly punched into the air......

When the Shadow Assassin who was chasing the night owl arrived and looked at the killers and drunks in the same place, he immediately covered his head and shook his head......

He had been following these killers for a long time, following them on the orders of his lord, giving them the wrong information when necessary, but now, they even had a problem walking.

Forget it, drag it back and torture it, and get some information.

The night of passion passed like this.

When Lott woke up, it was nearly noon, and as usual, the hangover made him dizzy, and he was stunned as he struggled to sit up.

The pillow was as wet as if it had been soaked in water, and his waist was very sore, vaguely, vaguely remembering...... It's like having a spring dream, and I changed a lot of postures when I was in a daze.......

Lot's gaze was a little glazed as he looked at the gray armor on the ground...... It's broken again.......

"Do you still have any armor?" He's starting to get a little lost now.

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