Blackburn dragged his body behind Warhammer in a daze, and the guy in front of him was the complete opposite of Blackburn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He showed his interest, and from time to time whistled at something he was interested in on the side of the road. Or say hello to the girls who pass by, though few of the girls in Huttonmar would have a soft spot for this strangely dressed guy.

This guy must have thought of some new idea, and now that he already knows the location of the Dark Order's stronghold, everyone around him can see what he wants to do. Yes, perhaps Warhammer's plan was much simpler than the Order's. It's about blowing up the Dark Order's stronghold and rescuing the kids. It sounds great, but in reality it's not as simple as Warhammer thinks.

As Black had expected, the Warhammer stopped in front of Kelly's shop. He knew this guy was going to be here, and as the only guy in this place who could provide him with technology that wasn't available on the Arad continent, Warhammer did have a good reason to come here. It's just that every time the two meet, it's a gunpowder showdown, with Warhammer thinking Kelly a bitch and Kelly thinking Warhammer being an impolite guy.

"Hey, bitch, the Warhammer King is here!" he began to shout as he stood in front of the shop.

The surveillance robot at the door of the store sounded a warning, quite in the style of Kelly. "Don't be so impatient, boy!" a programmed repetition that Warhammer would love to slap the robot in the face, or to put his own taunting pursuers up against it. While Blackburn didn't see much point in doing this, it was something that both Warhammer and Kelly coveted.

The moment Kelly opened the wooden door and walked out of the shop, she no longer maintained her style that made people feel helpless. "You're you again, Masked Bastard, I warned you not to insult me, but you've repeatedly challenged my bottom line?"

"Oh, that's good news for you, bitch. Warhammer bent slightly, spread his hands, and mocked in a tone that made Blackburn feel fiery.

"Damn, you're such an unreasonable fellow, bastard!" Kelly scolded.

Blackburn hurriedly stepped forward and came to the middle of the two. "Hey, hey, I think you can all try to calm down, that's good for both parties. ”

"Yes, Eugene, as long as this guy stops insulting me. Kelly said dissatisfied.

"I'm not going to take care of your face. Warhammer shot back.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel further, Blackburn, who was helpless, could only push the warhammer away and try to keep him away from Kelly. Otherwise, sooner or later, the verbal conflict would turn into a physical one, and he couldn't imagine a roaming gunman from the celestial realm fighting a freak. The two of them had never been critical of attacking the people he hated, and he didn't want to see anyone bleed.

The word calm never seemed to have come up in the heads of the two men, well, Kelly now finally thought Carl was a polite guy since she met Warhammer. If it weren't for Freya and Carl, she wouldn't have helped Warhammer, even though her help had not been gratuitous. That's also a source of conflict, with Warhammer believing that Kelly was unbridled in her charges, and the latter believing that Warhammer was disrespectful to herself. No woman likes to be called a bitch, not even Kelly who doesn't care about a lot of things.

Warhammer never seemed to be able to tell the story first, as it was clear that he had put his quarrel with Kelly first and neglected his own purpose. He was here to get something useful from Kelly, not to come here and start a pointless argument with the other party. Blackburn kept trying to persuade him, but Warhammer wanted to vent the resentment that had been building up in his heart all at once.

"Please, Warhammer. At least for now, don't break out into conflict with her. Blackburn's body clung to Warhammer's body, preventing him from moving even a single step.

"Get out of the way, little Eugene. Once I taught that guy a lesson, it was a lot easier. Warhammer tried to push Blackburn away, and the two men looked more like they were scuffling to passers-by.

"That would only make things more troublesome, are you a child?" Blackburn advised.

"I am the Emperor, the Warhammer Emperor. Warhammer replied in a very serious tone.

Blackburn sighed and shook his head helplessly. "A weirdo and a guy who likes to flirt with people, my God, save me, gods. ”

"You are not a faithful believer in God. Warhammer took advantage of Blackburn's discouragement and pushed him away, and Kelly took the initiative to catch up, both of them clenching their fists. But it was clear that Warhammer was more aggressive, as he wore a Knuckle Tiger on his hand, while Kelly's hand was empty.

"You'd better both stop, or things are going to get worse!" another voice interrupted the two's movements, both fists already raised.

Freya stood not far away, clasping her arms in her arms, looking at the two who wanted to start a duel with disdain. Standing next to her was Carl, the guy with bandages wrapped around his arms, and some blood oozing from the bandages. "When will you learn to calm down?" Freya shook her head.

"Oh, the two gunners are back!" Kelly immediately ignored the hammer and faced the two with a smile.

"So, you're in conflict with Warhammer again, why can't you two get along?" Freya asked, puzzled, a question in her mind.

Kelly waved her hand, "Don't talk about that now, it's you, are things going well?"

Freya and Carl looked at each other, then nodded in unison. "Very smoothly, we have dealt with the intelligence agent of Kahlert who is hiding in the Heavenly Veil Behemoth. We should have expected this a long time ago, and judging from the intelligence intercepted by that guy, Kahlert did have an idea about the Arad continent and had already put it into action. ”

"Thanks to the intelligence provided to us by the Warhammer, you don't have to quarrel with that guy anymore. Karl whispered.

Warhammer walked over, also ignoring Kelly, and said to the two who had returned. "Thank me, I'm a savior. "His inexplicable metaphors sometimes make Freya and Carl laugh and cry, but that's Warhammer's style. While it can't be said to be completely acceptable, at least the two can say that they are used to the warhammer.

"So, what are you going to do?" Freya asked, if she didn't think Warhammer had just come here to fight with Kelly.

"Now that you're back, I don't think I need to ask her for help. Warhammer casually pointed at Kelly to the side, but in front of the two of them, he still maintained restraint and did not say anything too harsh. "I need a lot of anti-personnel grenades, preferably able to blow people to pieces, and I want those guys to pay. ”

"I think I can help, but you're going to tell me what you need those grenades for? "Don't tell me you want to make an explosion or something like that, I don't listen. ”

Warhammer turned and beckoned to Blackburn like a little brother. When the other man came over, he grabbed Blackburn's neck. "Let my servant explain to you, I need to go and have a drink. He actually left Blackburn where he was, and walked straight towards the spearhead tavern in the adjacent back street.

"Poor fellow......" Freya looked at the departing Warhammer and then at Blackburn, and spread her hands helplessly.