"My master is the president, and he will be the next president."

Putai responded, his drooping hand secretly clenched.

It would have seemed even more unwise for the Balkans to go into detail about Hanan's movements, and Putey let go of his hand.

"The news of the human wolf came, and Hanan asked me to tell the president as soon as possible."

The Balkan handle loosened slowly, he did, and Putai chose to compromise, compared to Hanan, who had not moved, the Balkan intimidation seemed to play a role in the guild.

"Can I know the details of the man-wolf message?"

Putai snorted in his heart, I can be in the Balkans is what I think, this is really euphemistic, heh.

"Hanan didn't say the details, maybe he will know the specific meaning for a long time."

Hanan comes from the special department of human wolves, and the matters related to the guild and human wolves have always been handled by Hanan, who is not pretending to be someone else's hand.

Putai shrugged, this is what he said casually, would the Balkans be excitedly interrogating Hanan about the human wolf?

"It sounds like there's something you don't have the right to ask the little secretary, huh?"

But as the ambiguous questions of the Balkans rang out, Putey found himself doing something stupid.

He wanted to push this matter over, but he didn't expect that the pleats would arise during the push, and the Balkans were still suspicious.

You can only make mistakes again and again.

"The human wolf was originally taken over by Hanan."

Putey can only pray that the Balkans don't take this issue too seriously.

"Yes, he has always been silently managing ......"

Putai glanced at the Balkans, and he always subconsciously thought about what the Balkans really wanted to say.

He wouldn't want to say that the man-wolf was going to change hands......

Balkans, the ambitions are too great.

The "human wolf" in the Northern Wilderness Paradise is similar to the "Dongba" of the three-legged goat, which belongs to the spy agency and is dedicated to it, if it weren't for the fact that Hanan was born as a "human wolf", the "human wolf" should be in the hands of Jonami.

"Hanan has so much power that it panics me."

I don't know if the Balkans are jealous or really jealous, Putai made a clear expression.

The Balkan yin and yang weirdness of Puphai has been listening to it for many years, and it seems that as Jonami has reached a point of age, his own son's condition has become more and more serious.

He didn't plan to accompany this young master to chew the root of his tongue, he was going to lie.

"Young master, please forgive me, I'm going to complete my mission."

Looking at Putey and gesturing to him, Balkan watched as Putey disappeared into the president's room.

Pupai went to deliver the message to the president, and Balkan put away his smile, I don't know when he found out about Hanan's existence.

You may have heard from my father that the honey of A and the poison of B, and that the outstanding youth in Jonami's mouth was a thorn in the side of the Balkans.

Speaking of which, the Balkans and Hanan are still close to each other, and he really has a deep memory of his mysterious opponent.

……

The hunter of the Northeast Guild, nicknamed "Skinny Dog", who was specially identified for the park, once looked away from a painting.

The story is that Jonami has long suspected that the "skinny dog" has different intentions, and in this special period, Jonami always has the mentality of killing by mistake but not missing the kill, and treats everyone around him cautiously.

"Skinny Dog" became uneasy after talking to Jonami.

It's just that Jonami didn't give the order to cull, he just kept putting pressure on the skinny dog, hoping that he would show some of his feet so that this "culling" could be justified.

The work of killing one's own kind was hard and easy to make enemies, and the Balkans were never at the will of Jonami—probably to keep him away from right and wrong.

Hanan was assigned to do the dirty work.

Hunters are more scarce than mages due to their abilities, and those who can stay are naturally the winners selected by the law of survival of the fittest.

Among Hunters with vital signs, the Destroyer Hunter is blessed with aggressiveness in its physique and abilities.

This is how the rust on Hanan's body comes from, people who eat dog meat, the dog will naturally flee with his tail between his tail when he smells the smell of dog blood, and the young man who specializes in cleaning up hunters will naturally give the people of the same guild a deterrent.

Hanan was instructed to follow the story, and if it had been scripted, the Balkans would not have remembered it at all.

On that occasion, Hanan missed, and the Balkans remember it too clearly.

I heard that Hanan killed the skinny dog by mistake, and the skinny dog's eye socket was shattered by a blunt object.

Although the guild later found evidence that the skinny dog ate two tea ceremonies, Hanan's behavior of cutting first and then playing later caused a rift between Jonami and Hanan.

How could the Balkans let go of this opportunity?

……

In recent years, he has been like a fish in water, in fact, Hanan has also had a lot of credit, and the weird smile of the Balkans has risen again when he thinks of this.

But calm down and think about it, Hanan made a mistake or was in charge of the "human wolf", Balkan doesn't know what his father thinks, Hanan is already a pawn who once got out of control.

This kind of chess piece can no longer be reused.

Hanan was not abandoned by Jonami, he was still Jonami's right-hand man.

Balkan rubbed his nose, and the fishy smell on Putai's body was the signature rust on Hanan's body.

It was the smell of the same kind of blood, and the smell of it made even the Balkans feel cold on their backs.

Balkan rubbed hard, but he couldn't wipe away the smell that was firmly bound to him.

How can he "win the love", not only his father, but also the little secretary.

Why did Hanan have so many favoritism, the Balkan nervousness drove away the rust that gradually dissipated in the air.

Why?

……

The next day, Dursi greeted the same inquirer who had visited the building.

Siinz obtained a copy of the original handwriting of Mira, the eldest daughter of Zelli.

Dulcie could sense that this was a big deal for the three-legged goat, and the goat's willingness to take this little joke seriously probably meant that it was not a joke at all.

This is a provocation.

The "battalion" should do everything in its power to the goats.

Since the goat wanted to get to the bottom of these things and make the last trace of doubt clear, Dulcie would use his housekeeping skills.

"My skills are overshadowed by my abilities."

Dulcie took off her gloves and explained that in this cold and dry space, she had removed all her equipment and equipment, and she was determined to sacrifice her ugliness.

A delicate job like her tests people's senses the most, with the resolution of the naked eye, smell, hearing, and touch.

Skinny Dog's miss is unintentional and inevitable, as Dulcey's ability pushes the limits of what Skinny Dog's eyes can recognize.

The difference between a hundred and one hundred and one is that the latter is superior.

Dulcey is not a destructive hunter, her hunter is different from Hanan and Siinsh, she is not tall and strong in terms of physique, and her five senses are not as sharp as Siinsh.

The reason why she became the ultimate imitation expert is due to the time she spent at the workbench in her childhood, and the little talent that God gave her, which was finally finalized by her abilities.

"My ability allows me to secrete threads all over my body, they connect my senses, and all I can do is tell if they're from the same person, and the result may be the same as I said yesterday."

Threads began to grow in Dulcie's arms, and her threads were not only connected to her senses, but also a testament to the wonders of the world.

Silk threads kept coming out of the skin of her arms, and the threads were grinding more and more on the paper, just like her hands.

"Why work with your hands when abilities can replace your hands."

According to Dulsey's explanation, Siinz had a question in his mind for a long time.

Silk threads can connect the senses, so these silk threads can complete most of the delicate work that the hand can do, and it should be said that it is more delicate than the hand.

So Dulcey's hands can be called ornaments.

Dulcie didn't speak from the beginning, and Siinz watched earnestly as she secreted a large amount of silk thread, the white silk as if consciously touching the paper.

Dulcie was quiet, she didn't answer his questions, just leaned forward and sat down in her chair with her hands clasped together.

A drop of sweat dripped on the ground, Siinz heard it, and he looked up to see Dulsey's forehead slightly floating, and Dulsey dropped the first drop of sweat in this dry and cold environment.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she seemed to be highly concentrated.

Siinz's eyes flicked, and after a long time, the threads began to retract and slowly merge into Dulcey's body.

Dulcie let out a heavy breath during this time, and she sat still for a while, wiping her sweat hastily.

"You ask me if I can replace my hands with silk threads, of course I can, but I'll be very tired."

Imagine you control two hands or thousands of hands, which one is more energy-intensive.

Dulcy rubbed his eyes, and Dulsey himself would be dazzled, let alone a stinky dog.

"As I guessed, the power of the handwriting is different, if you want to dig deeper, I have no other way, and the housekeeping skills have been used."

Dursi used tweezers to grip things throughout, which is probably the particular rigor of a craftsman.

"Do you know about the death of the skinny dog?"

Barcelus said that the skinny dog was dead, and it was not long after he admitted that he had made a mistake and disappeared.

Listening to the sound of Sinz folding the letter, Dulcey was stunned for a moment.

"Because he recognized the painting by mistake?"

Dulcie's heart shook as if she had been electrocuted.

"Maybe that's just an introduction, to be exact, he eats inside and out."

Dulcie put her coat on, stunned by the sudden bad news from her peers.

"You don't seem to be able to hear what's going on outside the window."

When Si Inn watched Dulsey's performance, she was genuinely frightened.

"I just need to do my part, listening to this will not help me."

Dulcie looked at Siinz, the death of the skinny dog, the death was strange and sudden.

If Siynes didn't explain, she would have thought that the skinny dog had been shut down because of a misidentification.

She couldn't help but start worrying about her fate at that moment.

"It's enough for you to have loyalty, and those who are all goats at the charge, just do your best to support us."

Siinz made a gesture of reply, having been busy with this matter for the last few days.

One servant and two masters are not allowed to appear, and the hunter's tolerance for traitors is almost zero.

……

"My friend, I'm not a greedy person, but I really hope that our South and your North can always get along like this."

In the city of Sindari on the iron sand continent, the three-legged goat guild, and the greenhouse of Barcelus, there is light and heat that is not found in the north, and there is a landscape that the north does not have.

Barcelus pushes a silver platter to Jonami, who comes to visit.

"But it's clear that there are people who don't like to see us helping each other and having fun."

Jonamiah picked up the letter from the silver platter.

"The imitator of the goat told me after identifying it, this is the handiwork of the north, and I hope you will also know."

"It's really the handiwork of the North, I can smell it."

Jonami folded the letter and smiled as he knew that the dark tide of the northern powers was coming.