"Let me tell you, the newly opened Yingguan is definitely this."

A clerk with a fat body and a face full of horizontal meat crossed Erlang's legs, showing a smile that a man knows at the colleagues next to him, shaking the fat on his face, and smiling and giving a thumbs up.

"Yes."

But the man with monocles next to him just replied dryly, without a look of interest on his face, just holding a book in his hand and looking at it quietly, showing a somewhat indifferent look at the fat man.

And the fat male clerk didn't see the disgust of his colleagues at all, just lifted his huge butt and moved the stool over a little more.

"Why, you still don't believe me?"

As he spoke, he squeezed over with great interest. The smell of sweat on his body made the taciturn colleague lean to one side, desperately trying to get away from him.

"If you want me to say, you'd better give up on Miss Lilia sooner. People are druids, how can they look down on a little clerk like us. ”

The fat man sighed with a sigh on his face, and such a heavy expression unexpectedly looked a little witty on his face.

The colleague next to him glared at him with a dissatisfied face, and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Okay, okay, you can get rid of the people on your side first."

The bespectacled colleague sent him away in a voice of impatience. The fat man saw that the colleague next to him really didn't want to talk to him, so he sat back stupidly.

It was only then that he noticed the gray-haired boy who was not much taller than his desk. He glanced up and down with a commodity-like gaze.

Her short gray hair looked dirty as if it had been stained with dirt. He had a short sword with a round handle pinned to his waist, and there was no chain mail under his robe, but a layer of leather armor made of unknown animal skin.

The gray-haired child's robe was a style that was popular for more than a decade. Even the son of the old Tamu family in the town would not wear such outdated old-fashioned clothes.

I don't even know how to wear it myself. Mary said that the era of floor-length robes was long past the fashion, and that trousers, shirts and trench coats were now popular in Titan.

Look at this child from Fararuo, eighty percent of which Orion's children are the children. Just look at this hair color to know that it is not a child of a rich family.

The fat clerk pursed the corners of his lips, and didn't care about him, just picked up his cup and took a sip of water.

He really didn't want to give such a child entry formalities and short-term identity certificates. He is responsible in case something happens, and the child is not sensible. A little ink is crying and fussing, and even smashing things and shouting is a headache.

But if you speed up the process, you can't. They can't just speed up the process, otherwise they can quickly get their identity certified anytime and anywhere. Those who are in a hurry to enter the country will certainly not ask them to help with the event.

This precedent cannot be set. Otherwise, those people wouldn't have come with cute silver coins at all, but with tiresome little children. But there was no way, the kid did follow the process. I also came with a deed signed by the immigration department.

Really. In the past few years, everyone has begun to learn from the boys, and the buddies have run away from home.

He muttered something "what kind of kid is this" as he picked up the signed deed and a long-filled form next to him that had dried out the ink.

Then, the fat clerk casually asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Toto. Lot. Nasquez. ”

Duoduo grinned shyly at the clerk in front of him: "Look, it says on it." ”

"Ah, I know...... Where are you from? ”

"I'm from Suze. Diocese of Suzemoslik. ”

"Toto...... What's the name, and how does it sound like a nickname? And what's the deal with your hair? ”

Duoduo just smiled and didn't answer.

The fat man pursed the corners of his lips and flipped through the two thin documents over and over again. I couldn't find any mistakes and omissions that could send this kid back. It's like this kid has gone through the immigration formalities of Caral several times.

But what are you kidding? How old is he?

The fat man preferred to believe that someone had filled it out for him. But it also proves that he is certainly not a rich man.

Otherwise, just treat yourself to a meal and give some gifts. I can help him complete a set of formalities and send it to him. I feel sorry for that little money running around outside on such a cold day, and there is no oil and water at first glance.

At the thought of this, the fat man immediately lost his enthusiasm for work.

What is the point of existence of jobs that don't earn money?

He pinched the two thin documents in his hands and fanned himself with a croak. Suddenly, a strong smell of sweat wafted out.

"I'll go out for a while. You help me look at the stuff point. ”

The colleague next to him finally couldn't help it, and slammed the door with a hard slam on the next sentence.

"Okay! When you come back, remember to bring me something to eat! ”

The fat man shouted at the door with a smile, and his face immediately became gloomy after he finished speaking.

He hummed contemptuously from his nose, "What qualities are these people?" and leaned back naturally. The back of the chair behind him suddenly squeaked and deformed slightly. The fat man was like a rabbit that had been fed a square, and squeezed a stack of fat on his body into a small seat, and as he shook his legs, the fat all over his body surged like waves.

"I mean, it's not the first time you've been to Carral, have you? Remember that when you come to Carlar, you have to follow the rules of Carral, and you can't run around the streets without culture like you have there. Say hello to the elderly when you see them, and walk slowly. Caral is not a frivolous place. ”

The fat man lectured in the tone of an elder, "Look - where can it be warmer than Caral in this great winter?" There are a lot of people who want to come to Carral, and if you don't obey your uncle, you will find someone to drive you back. ”

"What you say," Duoduo replied in a shy and well-behaved tone, "I used to visit my uncle. ”

"And what about this time? What about your uncle? Why did you throw you here? ”

The fat man frowned, grumbling in a tone of obvious displeasure.

Duoduo replied quietly, "He got a long-term identity certificate from the immigration officer last time, and he could have brought it in for me...... But the Druid was too busy to pick me up this time. ”

"Oh? Your uncle knows the Druid...... He's an amazing character. ”

When he heard that he knew a druid, the fat man immediately sat up straight from the back of his chair.

The fat man pretended to be casual and asked, "Do you know the name of that druid?" ”

"Craika. His holy name is Deadwood...... He was a black-robed druid. ”

Duoduo replied seriously, and then asked with a wicked smile: "Do you know him?" He's also from the Immigration Bureau. ”

Hearing the word black robe, the fat man's whole body was frightened and stopped for a moment. Cold sweat runs down the fat man's hairline, and his back is completely soaked with sweat.

"Ah...... Ah, right. Of course I do. ”

The fat man raised his voice: "Isn't he the ...... The one who always wears a black robe. We all know each other. ”

Speaking of this, the fat man coughed dryly twice and lowered his voice: "By the way, is that adult usually quite cold?" Don't talk, right? ”

"Huh? He's talkative, huh? ”

Duoduo looked dazed. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up and then pressed down.

The fat man made a sudden gesture and slammed the table with his right hand: "Oh, yes, yes, yes! Look at my memory...... I don't remember anything wrong. ”

As he said casually, the sweat behind him was even more.

Then, without hesitation, the fat man took Duoduo's file and put it on his desk, spread it out and stuck it in the slot, and then pressed a button, and a flash of light appeared at the end of Duoduo's file out of thin air. He just wanted to hand the document to Duoduo, but after thinking about it, he pressed the button on the table and saved a copy of Duoduo's information with the copied runes.

It's always good to get to know more people.

Although he did not have the authority to copy the information of the arrivals, he did not care about such a thing. When Duoduo is gone, just print a copy of the document and put it away, and then delete it from the office's information database.

The only talkative person in the room is out there right now. This kid is not a clerk, and he can't understand the difference between a button and a button, and no one will know......

“…… What are you afraid of! It would be nice to make it clear! The most annoying grinding chirping! ”

Just when the fat man was thinking this, Duoduo opened the door, and a crisp and excited female voice happened to float in through the door.

Worst! It's Miss Lilia!

Suddenly, the fat man's face changed.

Passing by Duoduo, a girl with brown curly hair pulled the clerk with single-framed eyes and walked over angrily: "I said fatty, don't talk nonsense to my family Arnold if you're okay!" He's not your ...... Well? What is it? ”

Halfway through speaking, she happened to see the activated copy rune on the table, and looked at the fat man with an unkind face, and then her right hand immediately flashed with a faint light green aura, and pressed her hand on the rune to read the information.

Suddenly, the flesh on the fat man's face was almost squeezed together.

"Miss Lilia...... You...... You see, this is a message from a friend of mine. He's Kreka. Friend of Lord Deadwood, I'm just helping him save a transit document, and the procedures will be much easier in the future......"

“…… Wait, you say, he's your friend? ”

A cold smile suddenly appeared on Lilia's face.

"Yes, yes......"

The fat man looked dazed.

"Idiot...... There is not a single druid named Kreka with the surname Deadwood! ”

The girl smiled coldly, her voice was not loud but it was like a thunderbolt splitting, and the fat man fell on the chair with a weak leg.

"Arnold! Grab this fat pig! Immediately notify the withered that a priest has entered the country-" (To be continued.) )