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While watching Olivia take it and put it on, Avella deliberately explained, "Olivia, this cloak is not woven of animal fluff. ”

Olivia, who put on a well-fitting cloak but did not wear a hood, looked at Avella with a little gratitude, and was very touched by her thoughtfulness.

So Olivi stretched out her hands under the cloak, grabbed Avella's small hand, and at the same time looked at Avella's big dark blue eyes, and said quickly, "Thank you, Avella." ”

"It's okay, we're best friends, aren't we?"

"Well, good friend. ”

After a conversation that sounded extremely childish to Vincent, Olivia and Avella held hands and walked up to Vincent in unison.

Figured out that the reason why Vincent said what he just said was because his request was very hurtful, Ou Liwei bowed her head apologetically and admitted her mistake, and explained in passing: "I'm sorry, and besides, I really don't dislike you, even if it's a little bit disgusted with you." ”

"I was thinking that you might not like outsiders wearing the clothes you wore, and I just wanted to keep one as a souvenir of our friendship, so I ......"

Ou Liwei's careful explanation suddenly made Vincent feel that I was too narrow to take the past prejudices for granted on O'Live.

"I'm sorry, I—" Vincent bowed his head in the same earnest.

"Alright, don't waste any more time on such small things, let's hurry up and go to the City of Godless, I can't wait to take Olivia to see it. ”

Seeing Vincent and Olivi apologizing, Avella interrupted Vincent's words with a disgruntled pout, quickly changing the subject.

Vincent wasn't annoyed, he just shook his head and said with a funny face: "You're the most anxious." ”

— Teleportation Circle

Due to the distance between the verdant jungle and the teleportation coordinates that Vincent had placed outside of the Land of Miracles, Vincent had to spend a lot of time in the process of casting spells in order to accurately locate and safely teleport.

And taking advantage of this time, Avella once again instructed Orivia to take all kinds of precautions, after all, there had been no pure-blood elves in the Blessed City for many years.

After a while, Avella took a step back and looked Olivia up and down, the tip of her right index finger tapping her lower lip, and she always felt that there was something strange about Olivia, who looked exactly like herself in a cloak.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, and Avella stared at the cloak that had been lifted by the wind, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in her mind, and she immediately thought of what the problem was.

Ivy stretched her hand into her arms, took out a piece of paper and a badge from her carry-on space, and handed them to Olivia, and then she explained the reason before Olivi opened her mouth to ask:

"This is a proof of the Terran profession, and we will need it when we enter the city later. ”

"Oh. Olivi then placed the badge on her cloak, and the pattern on the badge outlined a few words—third-order stalker.

Looking at the Olivia in front of her, Avella, who was holding her chest with her hands, nodded her little head with satisfaction.

"Alright. ”

Just as Avella's admiration for Vincent's precautionary actions grew, Vincent, who had successfully located and cast the teleportation circle, reminded him loudly.

Turning around to scan the crowd and seeing that they were all ready, Vincent couldn't help but nod. Then, he took out a black cloak from his inventory, stretched his hands, flicked it back, and finally tied it in two or three times, completely enveloping his body in the cloak.

On the badge worn outside the cloak, there are four floral inscriptions - Fourth-Order Ranger.

For a while, Vincent and his party disguised themselves from a strong team with the highest eighth-order strength to a medium-sized mercenary team with the highest fourth-order and the lowest third-order.

However, just when Vincent thought he could set off smoothly, Wenwen, who bounced off Avella's arms, was bounced on the grass and seemed reluctant to hide anymore.

Vincent didn't expect that Wensen, who had always been particularly fond of lying on top of Avella's head, would quietly express his protest at this time.

Vincent had no choice but to squat down helplessly, gently stroked Wenwen's pink bow, and said softly, "Wenwen, what's wrong?"

"I want to be like Olivia, too. Wen Wen fanned the bow and replied to Vincent's words very seriously.

"But ......"

Vincent's hesitation is not without reason, because no matter how smart Wenwen is, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still a slime, a monster slime.

In the history of mankind, there has never been a precedent for slimes to be domesticated.

"I can be transformed!" Wenwen responded to Vincent's hesitation in a childish and lovely voice.

As soon as her words fell, the pink light around her body flashed in an instant, and when the dazzling pink light disappeared, the deformed text was revealed.

Vincent, who had avoided the glare a little, also turned his head, and what caught his eyes was no longer the pink soft body of Wenwen, but a white wolf, a white wolf with a shoulder height of one hundred and ten centimeters and a white silky coat.

The white wolf's green eyes stared at Vincent without blinking, and Vincent, who was looking back at the white wolf, also saw himself clearly from the wolf's eyes.

The white wolf's mouth opened and closed, and Wen Wen's highly recognizable voice came out: "How is it, Vincent, I should be your partner now, right?"

"Well, that's good. Vincent nodded in admiration.

It's just that when Vincent's gaze moved down, he saw that the white wolf was wearing a big pink bow around his neck, and he couldn't help but stiffen his body and twitch the muscles at the corners of his mouth.

"Wenwen, can your bow be hidden?"

Vincent didn't think the bow was unsightly or anything, but he simply felt that the tall white wolf with the bow was a little unsuitable for himself to disguise as a male ranger.

Wenwen vetoed: "No, I can only change positions at most." ”

In order to confirm that what she said was true, Wenwen suddenly shook the fluffy wolf's head, and the bow immediately followed her movements to the top of the wolf's head.

She wore a pink bow on her head and looked at Vincent stubbornly, not saying a word.

In fact, Wenwen can hide the bow, but since she was inadvertently saved by Vincent that time, she secretly swore that she must not be like those ordinary slimes, she must live as she desires the most.

The bow is the first step to make her unique.

The stubbornness in Wenwen's eyes, Wen Sen saw it in his eyes, so he stood up straight with his hands on his knees, and then reached out to caress Wenwen's bow.

"Well, speaking of which, I love pink too. ”

Vincent's touch made Wenwen squint his eyes comfortably, and raised his furry head slightly, pushing it towards Vincent's palm.

......

Click!

The teleportation circle shattered, turning into countless points of light, and finally dissolved into the air.

And the figure of Vincent's party and a wolf has long disappeared into it.

On the other side, the Land of Miracles.

"Wow, Vincent, your teleportation circle is really stable, even at such a distance, it doesn't have a headache at all. ”

"Of course, I'm a professional. ”17