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Community Salamandra is located at the intersection of the eastern and northern districts.

"What's the matter, why are you so noisy?" Mandela, a member of the Salamandra community who worked in the office, put down the papers in his hand and said unhappily.

Mandela is the leader of the North-Side Community Salamandra, Sandora? Tardorek's elder brother, a descendant of the Star Sea Dragon King, the first leader of Salamandra, has great power in the community Salamandra. Now Mandela's sister Sandora? Terdorek accepted the position of the class ruler of the Star Sea Dragon King, which had been passed down from generation to generation, and Mandela's power was even greater.

Unfortunately, the office of Community Salamandra is located not far from the Salamandra store rented by Makoto Ito, and it is all the property of Community Salamandra. And Makoto Ito, who has a lot of knowledge, wants to make a fun gift game. So how can it not be lively.

"Lord Mandela, it's not good. The main thoroughfare, Levy Street, is blocked, and there are many, many people crowded there. I can't get over it, and it affects the progress of the festival very much. As Mandela was frustrated by the noise, the door to his office was pushed open by a bronzed young man in a Salamandra uniform, and a not-so-good news came out of the young man's mouth.

"What's going on, does anyone dare to come to our Salamandra festival to make trouble."

Hearing the words of the young man, Mandela was furious, and he was already annoyed by the noise, but now he knows that the noise has also affected this important festival, his lovely sister Shandora? A festival where Terdorek first appeared as a estate ruler. This was repaid, and without waiting for the young man to make it clear, he quickly left the room, ready to take the gendarmerie to look good for those who disturbed the festival.

"Lord Mandela, Lord Mandela, I'm not done yet?????" Looking at the back of Master Mandela, who was quickly moving away, the young man shouted loudly. However, it seems that Mandela did not hear it, and the figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the youth.

No one is messing around. It's the Gift game that's so interesting, and there are so many people participating that it's blocking the road. Looking at Master Mandela in the distance, the young man was sad. If you don't report the situation clearly, let the gendarmerie play, and you won't be locked up.

An enraged Mandela carried dozens of fiery dragons. Hundreds of Salamandra members came to a place not far away where the noise had been emanating. What was seen was a dragon hundreds of meters long. A long dragon built by countless tourists.

"What's going on?"

Look at the huge long dragon of people, look at not only blocking Levy Street. The team that was about to gamble on several other streets together, looking at the lively scene, Mandela asked puzzled.

"Don't rush, take your time, our bounty game will be going on for a day and everyone will have a chance. Next batch. Bai Xueji, who was standing in front of the store, saw the dozens of members who had just participated in the Gift Game coming out of the store, and said loudly and excitedly.

So many people participated in their own carefully prepared gift game, so happy, the organizer is so good, the host is the best.

Looking at the giant human dragon waiting to participate in the Gift Game, Bai Xueji thought happily.

There are so many people who are attracted by Makoto Ito's gift game, and it's one thing that Snow White's carefully prepared gift game is interesting, and the most important thing is that Ito Makoto has placed a heavy bet in this gift game, and has used a lot of powerful gifts as prizes for the gift game, and the contestants who have cleared the customs can not only get the gift of customs clearance rewards, but also draw a lottery in the shop outside with the customs clearance paperwork, and if you are lucky, you can get two powerful gifts.

And don't bet on participating in the bounty game held by Makoto Ito, so people can't help but go crazy.

This is the people waiting in line for the Gift Game.

"Why is it so slow?"

A member of Salamandra's patrol, who was clearly attracted to the bounty game, had skipped his shift, and perhaps Mandela's gendarmerie could take him back to teach him about the question of whether it was a matter of desertion.

"Hurry up."

A cute girl with cat ears. The smart cat ears are very cute when they move around.

"Well, it's not my turn yet."

A middle-aged uncle, an uncle who has been waiting for a long, long time.

These are the people who have just come out of the bounty game.

"It's so fun, it's so exciting. By the way, the lottery and the lottery were not drawn. ”

The young man who had just cleared a certain gift game, holding a small gift water tree provided by Bai Xueji, said excitedly to the people around him who had just participated in the gift game. It was clear that the young man had completed a nice game of bounty.

"You're so lucky to have been blessed with the gift to participate in the lottery, but I can't, the one who lost is miserable, but it's so much fun. Let's go, let's line up, no matter what, we have to play once. ”

The uncle, who had failed in the bounty game, watched with envy and jealousy as the young man turned out an invisible gift before spinning the prize plate, and proposed to the young man who had received two gifts.

"Of course, it's funny. I'm going to do it again. I'm here today. It's a pity that it's only held for one day, otherwise. I won't even watch the finals of tomorrow's [Duel of the Creators], where is that duel so fun as the bounty game here. And the prize is good, isn't this invisible gift the one of the community Perseus? ”

Hearing the uncle's proposal, the young man who had received two powerful gifts said excitedly.

"Anyway, what are those gendarmerie doing here?" Looking at the gendarmerie in the sky, the young man asked puzzled.

"It doesn't matter what he's doing, it has nothing to do with us, let's go and line up." Taking the young man's hand, the uncle walked towards the back of the long line.

"Exams and stuff are so annoying."

An old man with a long white beard burst into tears. It's obvious. The old man who thought he was knowledgeable participated in the boon game [Zodiac] carefully prepared by Athena, and was stimulated.

"It seems that it was the most knowledgeable Master Harry here who burst into tears just now, I should have read it wrong, how could a serious Master Harry burst into tears." Mandela looked at the white-bearded old man who was running away in tears, and said uncertainly in a cold sweat.

It looks exactly the same, and the voice is about the same, but the serious Master Harry is in tears or something, I can't imagine it, am I really wrong.

Mandela took a long breath. I patted my chest and thought.

"Master Mandela, that's Master Harry." The deserted young man who was caught in front of Mandela by the gendarmerie heard Mandela's words and said cautiously to Mandela.

You won't lock me up. I've only been lazy for less than two hours, and Hete, who went into the game, drove five hours away. If you want to be confined, you should also be locked up for him. The frightened youth thought.

"How is it possible, how can the majestic Master Harry burst into tears."

The words of the youth were heard. Mandela said incredulously.

"Lord Mandela, there are more than 30 masters who have come out of the game in tears. It seems to be a sin made by a gift game [Zodiac Signs] inside, and the twelve test papers shatter the dignity of the masters. It's not. Another master burst into tears. ”

Seeing the white-bearded old man who had just come out of it in tears, the young man said softly.

"Ahem, let's not talk about this, what the hell is going on here." Seeing the ghost fire master who had made great achievements in astronomy in tears, Mandela, who was in the air, coughed lightly twice, pointed to the long human dragon and said.

"Lord Mandela, the bounty game in it is too fun, too interesting, and the prizes are too powerful, so many people are attracted to it, and those who have played it once are reluctant to leave, hoping to play it once, so there is such a human dragon."

Hearing Mandela's question, the young man replied excitedly and quickly.

It's not fast, it's not good, if it's really bad now, confinement or something is indispensable.

Oh, the prizes are powerful, and what the hell is sacred here that hosts the bounty game. The guests are received by a godhead. So how strong should the master be, well, maybe I should pay a visit.

Hearing the words of the young man, and looking at the happy and excited shouting and welcoming the participants of the Gift Game, Mandela touched the dragon's whiskers and thought.

"You guys, give me a good job of maintaining order here, do you know the way?"

Thinking of this, Mandela turned to the gendarmerie behind him and commanded loudly.

"Yes, Lord Mandela." Hearing Mandela's command, all the gendarmerie answered loudly. Then the work of maintaining order and guiding the flow of people began.

Seeing the gendarmerie get to work, Mandela nodded in satisfaction and landed on the ground, ready to communicate with the man who was hosting such a fun game of bounty.

As for the lesson at the beginning or something, it's better to throw it away.,People are very friendly and formal to hold a gift game.,Add bricks and tiles to the entertainment atmosphere of the festival.,Traffic jams have nothing to do with the organizers.,It's a problem with too many contestants.,Such a good organizer.,So active for your sister Shandora? The existence of a very important festival in Tardorek, how could Mandela, as a landowner, not visit.

The most important thing is the prizes of these boon games, so many prizes, it is not that his own community Salamandra can't get them, but if he uses so many gifts, it will also break his bones. And this low-key organizer inside provided it. I gave these gifts to the contestants without preservation. Such generosity shows that the organizer has completely failed to take these gifts into account. It can be seen how powerful this organizer is.

Such a powerful presence appeared in his sister Sandora? In Terdorek's most important appearance, he is an older brother who loves his sister very much. How can you not take a good look at it.

"Hello, I'm Mandela of Salamandra, I wonder if the owner here is available to accept my visit."

Gently landing beside Snow White, Mandela said to Snow White in a reasoned and measured manner.

Although Snow White was wearing a maid outfit, Mandela didn't dare to underestimate her at all, and the aura of the godhead was undoubtedly revealed on Snow Bai's body, and no one could underestimate the godhead.

"I'm the Lord of Tenisfoss, Snow White, and your gendarmerie has done a great job. If the master is the owner, he should be free, I can't leave here, so you can go in by yourself. ”

Seeing Mandela come to him, Bai Xueji stopped what she was doing, looked at Salamandra's gendarmerie in the distance, who was maintaining order, pointed to the shop with a smile, and said to Mandela.

"In that case, then I'll go in first. It's rude. ”

Mandela, who got Snow White's consent, said very decently to Snow White. Then I walked to the store.

Woo, Bai Xueji is so busy, and the master is so idle. It seems to be bullying Athena-sama, but it's so busy. It's so fun, of course, it would be nice if there were a few helpers.

Mandela was seen walking into the store. Snow White continued to work, smiling at everyone who participated in the Gift Game. I watched the contestants walk into the store with great anticipation. Looking at the contestants who walked out of the store happily, Bai Xueji thought happily.

"Mandela, of Salamandra, has come here to visit his master." Mandela, who had come to the store, looked at the familiar but different shop and said loudly.

Originally, it was Salamandra's store, and of course Mandela would be familiar with it, but the dozens of space doors opened in this store made this familiar place feel different.

Looking at the spatial doors and feeling the power of the spatial doors, Mandela cautiously and cautiously glanced around.

"You may be seated, I don't know what the members of Salamandra are doing here, they won't take back the shop, I remember paying the rent for the whole day. The time has not yet come. ”

Makoto Ito, who brought Mandela to the tea room with his spatial ability, stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty seat opposite, and said with a smile.

The space changed, and in an instant, Mandela, who came to a small tea room, looked at the young man in front of him who was holding a silver-haired young girl in his arms, and carefully sat opposite the young man.

"You're joking, I'm here for the most important and interesting Gift Match [Duel of the Creators] of tomorrow's festival, and I hope that Your Excellency will be able to attend this Gift Match as a guest."

Feeling the breath that was so powerful that it was impossible to say, the aura that had a great sense of danger to the dragon snake, Mandela bowed slightly, invited Ito Makoto, and said.

"Oh, tomorrow's final of the [Duel of the Creators], it seems that the White Yaksha is also there, Athena-chan, should we go."

Ignoring Mandela, who was staying aside, Ito Makoto lowered his head and rubbed Athena's face in his arms, feeling Athena's crystal clear skin, the soft delicate body clinging to his arms, and asked Athena in his arms gently.

"Well, it should be interesting, the concubine thinks she can go and see it."

Athena, who was blushing, said softly to Makoto Ito.

"So, Lord Mandela, you can prepare me three tomorrow, no, five chairs now."

Hearing Athena's words, Makoto Ito looked up and said to Mandela with a smile.

The sentence is an interrogative sentence, but it is in the tone of an affirmative sentence, and Ito Makoto knows that no matter what, Mandela will not offend himself for a few chairs.

"Of course, we at Salamandra are honored to have you here. I don't know what the name of Lord Lu Dao is, what the community is. ”

Mandela, who had Ito's consent, was very happy, and since he agreed to attend the Gift Tournament as a guest, he wouldn't have come to interfere with his sister Shandora? The existence of the Trdorek Festival. Mandela, who was very excited, smiled and saluted Ito.

"Name, Makoto Ito, community, Athena-chan, do we have community."

Hearing Mandela's question, Ito asked Athena in his arms with a smile and his head lowered.

"Community, concubines don't remember that we have such a thing, sincerely, drink tea."

Gently holding a cup of tea to Ito Makoto's mouth, Athena said to Ito Makoto with a red face.

"Makoto Ito? Lord Demon! It's rude. ”

Mandela, who was shocked by Ito's name, shouted, and then was stared at by Ito Makoto's dissatisfied eyes because of the scream, and quickly apologized.

Makoto Ito's name as the Demon King spread from the Eastern Side, defeating the great name of the White Yasha. The fierceness that destroyed several communities and sacked hundreds of them. Let Salamandra's Mandela scare in.

"Zhilu said my name, I should know that I am no longer a demon king, don't worry, I'm just here to have some fun, I won't do anything to Salamandra. Now that you've made an invitation, you can't miss tomorrow's seats, okay, you can take your leave. ”

Looking at Mandela's cautious and abnormal expression, Ito Makoto hugged Athena tightly, felt Athena's soft and delicate body, fresh body fragrance, and said to Mandela very carelessly.

"Mr. Ito, then, I will take my leave."

Hearing Ito's assurance, Mandela breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye politely.

"This dragon is so inferior, the concubine doesn't like it very much."

Seeing Mandela leaving, Athena said dissatisfied.

The performance of Mandela, who is a dragon, is really not very good, which makes Athena, who is dependent on the dragon snake, very dissatisfied.

"It's okay, Athena-chan, under the pressure of our breath, this wurm can not be rude, it's already good, okay, we're going to receive the second batch of guests."

Kissing Athena gently, looking at Athena with a blush on her face, Makoto Ito smiled and comforted. (To be continued......)