So who the hell is that guy?

The envoy to the Republic has already set off, just as the skeleton mage hoped, he became the emissary representative of the Demon King City team this time, but until now, I still can't remember when this guy joined the Demon King City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It stands to reason that I should be impressed by a character with distinctive characteristics like this, looking at the report handed in by Beatrice, the skeleton mage is also at the level of a small cadre, not the kind of miscellaneous fish who can summon a few substitutes when he dies.

Sitting in Timles' large office chair, I rubbed my temples with my hands, still puzzled by the question.

Xu Mo forgot about him? Opening the office door, with freshly brewed herbal tea in her hand, Beatrice saw my arrival and switched to a secretary's job, probably when she came back to hear me talking to herself, and turned her head in confusion.

…… Have I met him? Answering questions with questions, there's nothing else to say, because I don't really have any memory of the skeleton mage.

Beatrice nodded, and of course passed the fruit cardboard box that served as Stasia's desk, glanced at the fluffy nine-tailed fox, and then raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the door, and Starsya, who was still hovering on the ground and squeaking the plastic ball, suddenly got up slowly, and left the room in a displeased mood, not forgetting to close the door with his tail as he left.

A good fox girl, especially looks the same as Ali in the League of Legends, how can she become a pet dog when she keeps it? And it's the kind that can't be.

A while ago, Fino had an idea, and planned to find another way to open up the pet business, and began to study the feed that was specially supplied to Warcraft or household pets, but the Demon King City couldn't think of a suitable candidate for a while, so he asked the people in the kitchen to replace the meal for Starxia with dog food, and the result was good, although the IQ was not as serious as drinking gutter oil, but with such a life image, I really don't know who to marry her in the future, the kobold of this plane is not an orc, but a branch of a low-level goblin, I heard from Luvica that I'm going to live a long lifespan, and I don't want to see a new species like the Nine-Tails Goblin on this continent one day.

Putting the flower tea on the table, Beatrice put away the tray, looked at my expression, and after confirming that I had really forgotten, she prompted: Xu Mo wanted to do tourism before, so he opened up a resort, and the skeleton mage also joined at that time, at the same time as Starxia.

I tried to recall, and I almost learned to take a break and use my index finger to drill my head, but compared to before, I only had a vague concept, and it was still 108,000 miles away from the truth.

Innocent victims who accidentally entered the maze before. Beatrice looked at my tangled look, and finally the answer was public: an ascetic, and a former pope of the Illuminati faith.

I patted my head, and then I finally remembered, but then I realized that something was wrong: wait, so that guy became a skeleton mage?!

Yes, when he first joined, he sent members of the Wind of Nature to keep an eye on him, and he kept a record of his itinerary every month. Beatrice turned her head as if to reminisce: looking at the life record after coming to the Demon King City, he was a very pure priest, and he also brought a new possibility to the skeleton soldiers currently under the Demon King City.

What the?

That's right, because the skeleton soldiers themselves can carry out less training, so they have more free, and the former pope used this time to promote the teachings of the Illuminati among the skeleton soldiers, and later observed that those who participated in the lectures held by the previous pope were much more resistant to the light attribute than the rest of the skeleton soldiers who did not participate, and as for the former pope himself, he could even get close to Luvica, who was the natural enemy of the undead, without being corrupted by the holy light. When it came to the content of the work, Beatrice also talked more, and sat on her lap as a matter of course in the middle of the process.

Looking at the entire office, there is not half a thing that can be called a chair except for the fruit carton in Starsia, and from what I've observed for a long time, it seems that any space dominated by Beatrice has such characteristics.

So why not let her sit at the table?

Oh, dear friends, please believe me, this is definitely not a good idea, because once on the table, both Beatrice and Cyno will not sit well, but will scratch their heads like the plot of an island action movie, and pose in various sultry poses, by the way, the latter is also aesthetically inferior, although it is said to be a, but because of the village girl in thinking, it seems that she was still squatting on the table and facing me with M legs, the key is that the armor has not been taken off, which is very serious, so I directly took off my head and threw it out of the window.

Speaking of which, isn't there anything else special to do lately? Sipping the flower tea with Beatrice in my teacup, I couldn't help but sigh that my itinerary was now empty, except for the meeting of the Elven Entente Alliance to be held later.

There were visitors coming today, so it was coming soon. Beatrice mumbled a word, and rubbed like a cat, completely ignoring the knock at the door.

Stasia? Just come in. I guess it should be the end of the break, and the nine-tailed fox who has completed the daily task of sneaking herself outside has returned, and I don't think much about letting her in directly.

However, it was not the fluffy nine-tailed fox who pushed the door, but a figure who was so handsome that I wanted to dismantle her, and I was the only friend here in another world, but fate destined us to be old enemies.

I'm sorry, but not what you expected. Holding a small gift box that looked like a souvenir, Lucario, who had not been seen for a long time, poked his head in from the door, and glanced up and down at me and Beatrice, and I didn't know how to do it, obviously he was a very handsome person, but there was a lewd temperament in his words: Why don't I come back later, is two hours enough?

Late your mother, put the gift down and you can get out. This guy is actually the same as a friend I met in college when he wasn't in brave mode, so I directly replied to him: Seriously, you won't be bored and come sightseeing, right?

Okay, I'm not kidding you, there's really something going on this trip. Lucario pulled an envelope out of his bosom, and when the dart came at me, there was even a faint sound of wind breaking during the flight, so I wisely didn't choose to pick it up.

What the hell. Turning my head to look at a paper envelope already stuck in the wall, I raised an eyebrow.

I talked to you before, "Thor Killer" Mage Tower plans to buy the copyright, the details are not clear, all in all, pack your bags and follow me to the human territory. (To be continued.) )