Shirakawa walked out of the secret room, a hidden shop in the city, and when he followed Madame out of it, the newly opened proprietor opened his mouth wide and immediately shouted to call a group of guards.

The City Lord's Mansion was attacked, and this incident did not cause an uproar, similar things have happened many times before, and each time there was no danger, although this time it was too thrilling, but the final outcome was good, the escape system set up by the Madame family's heavy money played a role, and the first thing the baroness who successfully returned to come back was to send away the wizard in the temporary research institute with a sum of money, on the grounds that he did not play his due role at the critical moment.

The old human wizard who was over seventy years old said that he was deeply aware of the dog, and judging from the remnants of the scene, it was clear that a large number of high-level wizards had joined forces to launch a surprise attack, which allowed the lady to launch a teleportation spell to escape, which already showed that the protective spell he left behind was quite effective.

A severance pay finally made him complain a lot less, but he left the city lord's mansion with the resentment of flying a long-term meal ticket, and then the lady announced that he would pay heavy attention to the six guards killed in the invasion, and at the same time sent someone to arrest the eldest young master Jonke, who dared to kill Leonard's butler and enter the mansion to assassinate.

The city lord's mansion and the outside were very pleased with the young lady's general knowledge, especially the lady's treatment of Young Master Jonker - in order to prevent the distraction of her husband who was on the expedition, and for the sake of the dignity of the Baron, the arrest and pursuit were carried out in secret, and due to the short time of the incident, it was quite easy to block the news-a large group of people rushed outside the city to level the manor of Young Master Jonk, and the surviving non-cronies and insiders were brutally exterminated, just as the usual means of covering up ordinary nobles.

The city lord's wife commanded Ruoding above, and Bai He deeply sighed at T1's acting skills, which was really flawless, but the news transmitted from the soul told Bai He that this technical master used his wife's memory information in his spirit body to compile a reaction program similar to AI, and all behavior patterns were automatically selected, none of which did not conform to the usual style in this lady's memory bank, this ingenious way made Bai He praise it greatly, no wonder all the reactions of this 'lady' are normal, but it lacks a little initiative and seems a little boring.

According to the information provided by T1, this lady seems to have such a personality, but it doesn't show any major mistakes.

The white dragon hid in the dark and quietly observed, driving away the high-ranking wizard who was in the way, he was the most dangerous existence in the mansion, he saw the Bosjie hiding in the crowd, hehe smiled and secretly entered the corridor, silently cast a dominance on an elderly dark-skinned maid in the corridor, and then continued to return to the room to lurk.

Bosjie stared at the face of the lady in the crowd, and in his mind the bloated woman had no beauty at all, but it was his father's order.

Thinking of his father's instructions, Bosjie clenched the badge in his hand tightly, and his eyes showed determination.

He was once lost, and it was the appearance of his father that made him realize his mission, his blood.

The usurper has taken over the world, and it is the duty of the true descendants of the Great Father to awaken the Father, defeat the usurper, and restore order to the world.

He thought as his gaze returned to normal.

Bosjie began to think of a reason to stay after the meeting, but soon a voice surprised him greatly:

"Chief Bosjie Guard, you stay for a moment. ”

"Yes, ma'am!" said Bosjie, who was overjoyed but remained silent, approaching the large bed in the bedroom, not noticing that he had stepped into a vision, and the real world had changed the moment he took a step forward.

A middle-aged maid waited for him on the bed, while Shirakawa and Madame stared quietly in the distance.

"Madame, it is our rereliction of duty to frighten you this time. Bosjie came forward to confess with excitement and anticipation.

"Chief Bosjie, I know you're hard to do, accidents happen all the time, but I don't want things to start and end like this. ”

'Madame' said softly, "I hope that you will give me an answer as soon as possible, Mr. Bosjie, with information about the masterminds of this attack." ”

"Yes, my wife, but ma'am, I have some information here that may be related to the attacker. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged maid on the bed leaned forward, her voice was quite rough, and there was a stiff and curious expression on her face, and in Bosjie's eyes, the lady looked at him curiously, exhaling like a blue voice.

Bai He, who was watching from the sidelines, burst into laughter, watching Bosjie use the divine power of the 'Eternal Sleeper' to tempt the middle-aged maid, who was under double control and had long been in love with Bosjie, and as soon as the two of them rolled on the bed, it was not suitable for children to get up.

Bai He, who turned around, twitched his shoulders and waited for Bosjie to leave refreshed, Bai He held on to the wall and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Bosjie happily took the warrant forged by White River, oblivious to the ghosts following him in the shadows.

T1 rearranged the bedroom and said to Bai Hadao, who was laughing non-stop: "Host, actually...... After all, it is divine power, and if it is to be on the safe side, it is not a very good way to choose a stand-in just now. ”

"I'm counting on taking care of your emotions. Bai He leaned against the wall and laughed breathlessly, looking overjoyed, and he laughed with tears in his eyes: "You are my allies, ha, how can I let such a pickled thing fall on your heads." Besides, isn't it more troublesome for your negative energy to meet divine power, why don't you give him a stand-in for him to fiddle with, don't you see that he is having a good time? Not to mention ......"

He glanced at T1's body, and a feeling of disgust ended his laughter: "From my personal point of view, I don't accept such a heavy drama as ice love or sick love. ”

"Thanks to the host, I can't accept it either. T1 thought for a moment and said, "Host, if this illusion didn't make the badge in the cultist's hand react, could we assume that the divine power of this god was so weak that it couldn't sense this obvious deception?" ”

"Maybe that's it. Bai Long held his chin and pondered: "That sect leader claims that they have sacrificed several disciples for such a thing, how weak do you say this god's divine power will be? After being locked up for so many years, it is estimated that it is almost the same, I don't know what happened to that waste wood now?"

"In any case, the host, a god with conceptual powers, should not be taken lightly. T1 persuaded.

"What you're saying is, I'll be careful. Bai He nodded, thought for a while, swept to T1's stomach, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you still alive?"

"Yes, alive. T1 paused for a moment, then touched his stomach and nodded: "It's a female native human baby, although the vitality of this body is not enough for her to give birth on time, but if she is born before the vitality of this body is exhausted, it will not be about two weeks earlier than the normal delivery date, which is not very dangerous." Host, you just stopped Jonk a little unnecessary, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Bai He thought for a moment and was a little speechless: "It seems a bit too much to do this, isn't it." ”

"Yes, I also feel a little excessive. T1 said.

Bai He was quite stunned: "You will also have this so-called humanitarian spirit?"

"We are civilized creatures after all, at least once were, and I have also experienced such things as childbirth. T1 seemed a little displeased: "When the existential crisis is not serious, morality still needs to be talked about." ”

"Are you a mother?" Shirakawa looked at T1 dumbfounded.

"Is it true that there is only one gender in our race in the concept of host?" T1 wondered, "Homosexuality does not give birth to offspring, but it is true that the human form of the Zhizi cannot be gendered, and it is not wrong for the host to understand it that way." ”

"In that case, let's spare her life. Bai He waved his hand and glanced at T1's stomach a few times: "Put it before the plan is completed, and after the thing is completed, just get it down and stuff it into someone's house." ”

"You want this baby to survive regardless of the opinions of your allies?" T1 asked weirdly, "He must not want this child to live." ”

"I just think that this baby didn't offend me and didn't have to be killed, and it didn't fit my usual style to kill him like this, not to mention that scrap wood is a fart ally. Bai He sneered and sneered: "The relationship between us and him is a transaction, we provide the resource of 'ability' to let him kill people and seize power, and in return he provides us with materials for a long time, this kind of small detail that has nothing to do with the transaction itself, why should we consider his opinion?"

"This ...... Well, host, you have a point. T1 nodded, giving up the argument.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and the guards were unaware of the conversation between the two under the influence of illusion, T1 and Shirakawa checked the layout of the room, and after a few seconds, T1 suddenly turned to Shirakawa.

"Host, let's not talk about this for now, in fact, my colleagues and I have been deeply worried about one problem, and that is the host, you. ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"Host, since returning from that terrible world, your behavior pattern has changed compared to the past, we didn't think it was serious at first, but not long ago we found that this change in behavior pattern has reached the point of subversion. ”

"Subversion?" Bai He frowned and thought for a moment, "This should be influenced by the Asatoth essentia, this transformation speed should be considered normal." ”

"No, it's this pace of change that makes us very uneasy. T1 said solemnly: "We can't come up with psychoanalytic evidence to prove that it is harmful for the time being, if we use mathematical models, we are afraid that the relevant models can only be built in the thousands, but they are not convincing enough, so we hope that you can take a time to carry out the test system made by the S department for the host's situation, we have a great degree of certainty, it can find the host's mental problems and solve them." ”

"I'll talk about it when I have time. ”

Bai He shook his head a little noncommittally, and he looked out the window at the chief of the Bosjie guard who was carrying his warrant away: "Let's finish this first." ”

He glanced at T1, and the smell of negative energy wafting from him made him feel a little unhappy.

"Pay attention to the convergence of negative energy, there are only a few days, don't show flaws. He admonished, and left the bedroom.

......

Desca dragged his tired body back to his dwelling, he was very old, he had lost a leg and an eye from years of fighting in his youth, he had to raise horses for a living, he stayed in his thatched house, staring at the portrait of his dead wife and the saber by the pillow, he would sigh because of his developed muscles, he thought that he had not yet reached the point where he could not be used at all, but now that the baron was completely useless when he went into battle.

He looked at the manor in front of him, and suddenly remembered the young master in the distance, I don't know how the young master is now, since he was sent here by the master to raise horses, all he thought about was the orphan left by the hostess, which is also one of the few concerns he has now.

It is said that the new lady is not good to the young master, but it is only a rumor. He was also a little worried when he heard the rumors, but there was nothing good to do, he was a disabled person after all, and most of his brothers fell into the same fate as him.

A strange loud noise woke him up as he was about to fall asleep, and he clenched his saber and went to the window, only to hear a fierce wheezing sound in front of the door.

"Who?" asked warily as Deskar approached the door with his saber in hand.

"Me. The voice outside the door was dying.

"Master!" Descar opened the door in shock, and saw a young man covered in blood collapsed in front of a tired and half-dead horse, gasping for breath.