Chapter 1273: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (16)

At the same time, the Grand Cairo Hotel.

In front of Chanel's room, Albert rang the doorbell.

"You're just waiting here. "The tiger commanded Mutter.

"Is that a woman?" said Mutter, glaring at Albert. The door hadn't opened yet, and the cat boy had already sniffed a faint smell of perfume through the crack in the door, so he was instantly sure that the occupant of this room was a lady.

"Don't meddle with your business. The tiger pressed one hand on the cat-man boy's forehead and pushed him away. Chanel also opened the door at the same time.

"It's you. "The Dark Elf Maiden seems to have something on her mind, and she looks a little absent-minded. However, she still grabbed Albert's collar with one hand: "Come in and talk about it." "Whoaa He was almost dragged by Chanel, and in a few steps he entered the living room and landed on the soft sofa.

"The Sphinx has placed a surveillance guard next to you?" Chanel lowered her voice and said in disbelief, "Wow, that's amazing! I didn't expect him to be suspicious of you so quickly!" "No, I think he's more like he stuffed Mutter for me like a henchman" The tiger scratched his head and took the black tea handed over by Chanel. A fresh scent of tea wafted through Albert's nose.

"You see, Mutter isn't lethal at all, he's really a kid. They are the kind of athletes who are dedicated and work hard to win the game, and they are professional American football players. I didn't think the kid was a member of the underworld - at least, Mutter had never been involved in the illegal Sphinx. "Whew. Chanel smiled at Albert, a smile of contempt and teasing: "Let me think: the child was exiled in Africa at a young age, living an inhuman and miserable life, and then was saved by the Sphinx, and from then on he was completely loyal to the underworld master." Am I right?" the tiger breathed, but nodded in convincing.

"So, another [Sphynx poisoning] patient. Chanel took a sip of black tea: "Although humans and animals are harmless, that kid can still make a small report to the Sphinx and expose all your actions." From now on you have to be more careful not to do superfluous things and not ask superfluous questions. It seems that the Sphinx are very heavy on you and intend to develop you into a superstar. That couldn't be better. As long as you keep winning and play to the end, you're sure to gain the trust of that guy. At that time, it will be easy to extract his treacherous plan from his mouth. Albert looked at Chanel blankly, "Do you really want me to continue playing that stupid American football meow? That game is crazy, I might be killed! Chanel smiled: "First of all, I have already checked the information, although the Dark American Football game is violent and cruel, it has never been a player who has actually died in the game since its inception until now. The tiger's face sank: "Today's game, Mutter is almost dead." "There will be no problem," Chanel took another sip of tea calmly and continued to smile: "The rules of the competition stipulate that the healing magician is not allowed to intervene in the middle of the event, and only the drugs specified by the conference can be used for treatment." However, for those who withdraw from the game, or after the game, the situation is different. A large number of therapists treat the players intensively, and the injuries of the more severe zhòng will heal within half a day. In other words, no matter how badly you are injured, you will at least be able to save your life, and it will not affect your Knight of the Round Table exam. "What about the conflict of time?" "Not at all." Chanel waved her hand, "You know, in Africa, the Super Cup is the most important event of the year, and even the round table trials have to make way for it." African TV stations were reluctant to broadcast the knockout matches of the Super Bowl and Roundtable Trials at the same time, and Great Britain did not want to be deprived of the opportunity to broadcast the games, so they had to accommodate the Super Bowl matches and move the knockout matches to other times. "Meow?" Albert glared.

"Why did we play today's knockout match in that awkward time slot in the afternoon, didn't you ever think about it?" Chanel sneered: "Because this morning is the opening ceremony of the Super Cup." "Oh-" Albert couldn't help but be cheerful and made sense.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong--"According to you, what if I happen to have a Super Cup match in the morning and have to participate in the knockout round of the Round Table Trial in the afternoon?--wouldn't I be exhausted?!" The elf girl suddenly laughed mischievously, "Then you have to work harder." I'll cheer you on. The tiger grinned in anger.

Chanel smiled even more treacherously: "Of course, you can also try to reject the Sphinx." Just say you can't find time to compete—" Albert shuddered. Before being angered by the Sphinx Daddy, he may be crushed by the Orc players of the Sand Storm Sphinx first.

"Now, let's go back. Chanel saw that she and Albert had nothing to talk about, so she immediately issued an eviction order: "Have a good rest, and I wish you good luck tomorrow." "It's like I need luck. Albert got up from the couch in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, and—" The elven girl came over unexpectedly and hugged the tiger and kissed it, though only on the cheek.

"Y-you-you--!?" Albert blushed.

"It's a bonus. Chanel's fingers restlessly circled the tiger's chest: "If you work hard, there will ~ be ~ more ~ more ~ oh ~!" Albert came out of the room with blood oozing from his nose. His face was so red that the white tiger hair was lit up to a pink with the smell of an adult.

"Pervert, shameless, rascal. Mutter cursed three times in a row, looking at Albert with the eyes of a scumbag.

"It's not what you imagined!" The tiger man replied angrily, "I didn't do anything with her, she just kissed me!" "Kiss?" Unexpectedly, Mutter turned his gaze to Albert's lower body: "Which part did you kiss?" Albert barely spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"What do we do next?" asked the two of them as they walked down the hallway to the elevator, and Mutter asked again.

"Uncle Palamides probably won't be back in his room for the night tonight. Albert remembered the plan the Leopards had mentioned, "But I'd better go back and leave a message." You have a key card, take the elevator to the special VIP room on the top floor and wait for me, no problem?" "Okay" Mutla had a long face, obviously still a little afraid to take the elevator alone - although everyone knew that the security of the Cairo Hotel was very good, and there could be no such thing as an elevator assassination.

Albert shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the cat-man boy's protests, and pressed the floor button of the Palamides hotel room with one hand, and the top floor button with the other. The elevator doors quickly closed and were up and running.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Mutter began to be unusually quiet again.

"Claustrophobia again, how afraid of small spaces are?" Albert couldn't help but wonder, "I always thought cats like to burrow into tight spaces for safety?" "Then I'm special, I don't like it." The cat man leaned his back against the inner wall of the elevator, barely trembling in fright.

"No wonder Philios built yì I locked you in the closet so that the world would be pure. The tiger casually sarcastically said, "Let's try it tonight." "How dare you!" Mutter glared at Albert, though he knew it was a joke.

"Whew. Well, be careful. "Albert's floor has already arrived, and this floor is more than thirty stories away from the top floor. The bad-hearted tiger deliberately turned his head to glance at Mutt when he stepped out of the elevator, and couldn't help but feel a little cold when he looked at the nervous appearance of the cat man boy alone in the elevator.

"Come, come!" said Mutter waved at Albert. His soft cat's paws were the last sight imprinted into Albert's eyes before the elevator doors closed.

The tiger exhaled and walked towards his (and Palamides') (old) room. He wanted to spend the night in his (old) room, but he was a little uncomfortable leaving Mutter alone, and Tiger was curious about how special the so-called special VIP room could be, so he planned to leave a note or message in the (old) room and leave. However, he never expected that a person was already waiting in front of Albert's room. The uninvited visitation greatly extended Albert's stay in the old room.

"You're—" Tiger seemed to have seen the uninvited guest somewhere.

"Ah, Albert, you're finally back. The strong man in a black robe turned around, revealing the face of a big cat.

This is a tiger man with dark brown hair, and the scars on his face make him look full of the vicissitudes of time, and at the same time more majestic.

Of course Albert knew this tiger man. Not only do they know each other, but the tigers are quite afraid of each other.

The silver Badge of the Beast on the stranger's chest and the lights of the hotel almost blinded Albert's tiger eyes. This medal shows that this tiger man is Albert's immediate boss and one of the high-ranking members of the Warcraft Hunter Association.

"Card, Vice President Castro?" Tiger couldn't help but show a respectful expression and saluted, "Why are you here?!"