High-level insurers have powerful damage spatial skills and superb displacement ability to brush in and out on the battlefield, but there is no most powerful class in the world, and there is no invincible skill.

The insurer does not have the "perception" type of enemy detection skill as the magician, and can only rely on the turbulence of the space to judge whether the surrounding environment is safe when activating the skill.

The two elders, who fell into memories and communicated fiercely, did not realize that the conversation between the two was listened to by the extraordinary who should be unconscious.

Even the emotional entanglement between Priest Radona and the great magicians of the water system of the royal capital, Fergus Pender, and the great magician of the fire system of Ciel Aveline, were admired by Extraordinary after hearing it.

Obviously, the priest's casual words let the extraordinary know that there was an "altar" in the imperial capital of Saint-Valerand.

Although the priest didn't say much, he knew that this "altar" should be the "altar of order" he was looking for.

The brain was racing, and the heart was beating uneasily.

Finally, the overwhelmed body first began to protest through the wound in the lower abdomen.

A bean-sized cold sweat emerges from Extraordinary Forehead.

Before the extraordinary pain could be exhaled, a black sword shadow flashed in his chest, and the pain in his lower abdomen disappeared immediately.

Lying down, Extraordinary didn't notice any abnormality in his chest, and thought it was just a pain after the wound had healed.

With the whispers of the outside, the extraordinary entered the dream.

Until the belly made a "coo" protest, and the extraordinary woke up.

Outside the window, it was evening.

On the table under the windowsill of the lounge, a soft loaf of bread and a glass of steaming milk were buckled under a transparent glass cover.

Extraordinary, he jumped out of bed, dried up the bread in two sips, and drank the milk in one sip, and the hunger weakened slightly.

In the outer office, Priest Radona was holding a quill and handling the mountain-like letter of the Association on his desk, and when he saw the extraordinary, he only nodded.

I walked to the high table of refreshments on the side, tested the temperature of the kettle, opened the coffee can on the side and smelled it, stuck out my tongue, and a can of premium coffee appeared in my hand.

Brew well and pour out two cups. A cup was placed lightly in the corner of Priest Radona's desk, and a glass was placed in a sugar cube by himself, stirring gently.

The sweet smell of coffee permeates the entire office.

Stopping what he was doing, Priest Radona picked up his coffee cup, put it between his nose and sniffed it, looking intoxicated.

"Do you know the look on my face when my colleagues in the Intramuros Canstra Association say that this 'extraordinary coffee' came from my apprentice insurance man?"

Looking at the extraordinary opposite, Priest Radona looked funny, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out a lot.

"No expression!"

Answer without thinking, immediately making the priest laugh.

"Hahaha, it's not my disciple!"

"Priest Radona, you have changed a lot!"

The emotion from the heart makes the old and the young seem to have returned to the time of Sisselling.

But you're getting better!

This is what Extraordinary said in his heart, compared to less than ten words a day, the current Priest Radona makes Extraordinary feel very real.

"You're not the only one who says I've changed!"

"However, I've just changed my words a lot, which may be a common problem of old people!"

The two often corresponded, but the letters were full of good news and not bad news, so after a conversation, Extraordinary had more respect for Ladona.

And Priest Radona affirmed that the extraordinary gradually became stronger.

"Well, this, Priest Radona, there's one more thing I need to explain to you!"

The constipation of the face was extraordinary, and Priest Radona was most familiar with it.

Every time Extraordinary makes a mistake, it's like this.

"What's the matter? What trouble have you caused again? Since I'm here in York, I can solve all the big things slowly!"

The concern in the priest's tone touched Extraordinary.

"That, the ancient books and documents under the Insurers Association, I took it!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Is the coffee too hot?

Hurriedly stepping forward, Extraordinary gently patted the priest's back and asked with concern.

It's not that the coffee is too hot, it's that you're too capable of getting into trouble.

It's not a barony, a viscount, even an earl and a marquisate, and the loss of ancient documents is not a big deal.

But where is this? This is the Underwriters Association of the Dukes.

The loss of ancient books and documents is not a big deal.

Valen Griffith, the president of the Yorktown Insurers Association, is a bit of a vegetarian meal, but it's not a big deal.

Now, just the "crime of negligence" that was lost in ancient documents has been transferred to the royal capital, and I don't know what will happen.

Undoubtedly, guarding the library tower may be the best ending.

"What about the literature now?"

Seeing the calm face of Priest Radona, Extraordinary was completely relieved.

"It's all with me! Not a single volume has been lost!"

Speaking of this, Extraordinary whispered in his heart that the hidden object that he found was his own thing.

"Well, it's good that it's not lost! When I stabilize the affairs within the association, I will notify you to return it, but not now!"

Talking to the extraordinary, his eyes drifted out of the window.

Hey, the priest who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes began to darken his belly, intentionally or unintentionally.

Extraordinary thought to himself, but this is also the result that Extraordinary likes to see.

There are too many upright clergy, and they really don't fit into the deceit of the Association today.

Instead of being trapped to death, it is better to be a bad person who wants to kill himself.

This is the extraordinary outlook on life, people don't offend me, I'm not annoying!

"I guess no one thinks I'm annoying except my mother!"

In this way, Extraordinary looked at the coffee cup in his hand, Priest Radona looked out the window, and the old and the young were all caught up in their own memories.

"All of them!"

Outside there was a stumble of footsteps in the hallway.

The two glanced at each other, who was so bold and rushed to make noise in the high-level office area of the Insurers Association?

I was just about to go out to see the situation, and I was almost knocked on my nose by the door that was vigorously pushed open.

"Oops, I'm hot-tempered!"

The "Flash" skill was activated, and Extraordinary came directly to the corridor, where he saw three intruders carrying puffy skirts and rushing into the president's office.

The frightened extraordinary hurriedly pasted it on the wall, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Demon Blue Bubbles, Fire Law Violent Girl, uh, and the gentle and considerate Miss Ruth.

Seeing Miss Ruth running so wildly regardless of the image of a lady, it was extraordinary that my heart was warm.

As for Lucy and Nia, Extraordinary still doesn't think it's a good idea.

His body can't withstand the second daughter's shaking.

"What about Cordo Extraordinary?"

"yes, the hostess downstairs said he was in the president's office!"

Lucy and Nia find that the office is empty, and they see the open lounge and break in without saying a word.

Ruth, who was only one step slower than the second daughter, was surprised when she saw the old man sitting in the high-backed chair, and then smiled.

"Priest Radona, is that you? I didn't expect you to come to Yorktown!"

Is this the second misfortune that the extraordinary boy has done to himself?

Hey, it's just that love is such a disaster, and you have to rely on yourself to avoid it!