"How?" Manhattan looked playful, "Our Mo butcher also has a soft-hearted day. ”

"Fuck you." Mo Xin scolded with a smile, "The incident a few days ago, the more I think about it, it's not a taste, you said that we show off our martial arts on weekdays, but when we encounter that kind of thing, we let a little kid who has never been on the battlefield deal with it, think about it carefully, it's really not a taste." ”

"That's it?"

"What else can I do?"

"I thought you had the idea of recognizing the righteous son? I'm thinking about how to persuade you to break away from your family, and don't bring your family with you to find your own death. ”

"Fuck off." Mosin got up and took another beer.

"If you want me to say, your worries are completely unnecessary. That's a demon, or a dependent. It is more familiar than you and me, and what may be terrifying in your eyes is nothing more than sparse and ordinary in his eyes. Manha got up and took the dish from the food machine next to him, "If I really care about that little guy, I'd better pay more attention to Manshu Sahua." The bastards who always put the family ahead of Orin seem to have some new moves......"

Mosin was silent, just quietly clenched the cup in his hand.

In the quiet palace hall, at this time, due to Gullidan's order, there were no attendants to protect the left and right. The most important and highest-ranking person in this Olympian plane is so unguarded that he shows his weakest posture in front of an old archaeologist with a great reputation.

"Zixi, how are you preparing from the state religion?"

The middle-aged man dressed strangely, with bits and pieces hanging on his body, and a windshield on his forehead, said respectfully, "The general framework has been established, and after the plane exchange meeting, you can get on the right track." ”

Gulidan's old face showed a slight look of admiration, "It's worthy of you, but you are familiar with the road." ”

"Hannah's shell has been recovered and delivered to Valhalla for recasting. Part of the divinity has been recovered, but the most important core has been taken away by Moxiso. ”

Zixi's eyes were gloomy, "This leads to the fact that the quality of the armor that Hannah has reforged must be under the feast." ”

Gulidan waved his hand with some difficulty, "It's okay, how are our sacrifices at the moment?" ”

"The priest is in contact with the sacrifice. At present, the two are in the stage of not interfering with each other. We can't bypass Moxiso to get the medical report of the sacrifice, and we can only speculate based on the available data: the feaster has intervened in the sacrifice, and the time is roughly after the test drive of the feast, and the sacrifice is bound to the divinity contained in the feast by some means, so that the feast, which is the divinity of the feast, completely anchors the humanity of the sacrifice. ”

"It saves us a lot of things. What about the Order? ”

"There will be several Berserk raids on Valhalla in the near future, and as an excuse, Valkyrie will completely purge those stubborn people."

"Just do as you say, and if nothing else, you can step down."

"Yes......"

"So I said, why can't you jump on it?"

For the first time in his life, after Aka didn't know how many times he fell to his death because of a certain guy's clumsy operation, why did he have to play double with this guy?

"Uh...... Blame me ......"

The reason is that a certain guy finally couldn't sleep after watching the first I don't know how many horror movies, and the dog shook Fran who was sleeping soundly on the side with a cold face, and looked at the sleepy Fran with a cold expression if you don't play with me, and held a small card on his white slender hand.

Then the two of them stayed up late and went on some kind of indescribable masochistic journey.

In fact, it is no wonder that Fran is also the first time he has come into contact with this kind of game with a few buttons and two joysticks, to be exact, this is his first contact with this kind of video game.

Yawning and throwing the handle aside, Fran waved his hand and made a plea, "No, no, no, let's get here today, go to bed early, and you can go out tomorrow." ”

Inaka didn't speak, but just picked up Fran's handle and placed it neatly on the handle holder.

"After that, can I still play with you?"

"Of course."

Fran replied casually, and then closed his purple eyes to himself, to be honest, he didn't like this strange-looking guy very much, and even in a sense, he even had a deep soul-like disgust for Inaka, this disgust had no reason, like the aversion of water and fire, it was innate.

With his eyes closed and listening to the sound of the rustling in his ears, Fran became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up again, Aka seemed to be gone, and the original messy bed was now very tidy.

After getting up and washing up a little, and without any luggage, Fran walked out of the closed door empty-handed, and outside the door was a straight hallway, at the end of which was only a heavy mechanical door.

Walked to the mechanical door, and after a dripping sound, the mechanical door slowly opened.

Sitting on a soft couch facing the door, Moxiso coughed twice and uttered something that was clearly not his style, "Awake?" ”

Fran nodded, "Hmm." ”

The mechanical door slowly closed behind him, and Fran turned back to see the screens gradually closing, apparently behind the screens.

"Feeling uncomfortable? Watching like a guinea pig on the glass? ”

Moxiso spoke, his tone teasing.

"It's a little, but I'm used to it." Fran shrugged and sat down in an empty chair.

"I'm getting a little emotional, Fran." Moxiso nodded, a hint of approval in his tone. "I have a job here, and I might need your help."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Moxiso, but the agreement between us has come to an end. I won't be involved in the rest of the matter. Fran looked up, and for the first time looked unashamedly at Moxiso's pale mask with his own purple eyes.

"Was it because of my orders that night?" Moxiso's tone did not change in the slightest, as if the person who had been ruthlessly rejected before was not himself at all.

"No, Mr. Moxiso. I have no opinion on your orders, and in all fairness, if I were in your position, I would have given the same order. Furlong was silent for a moment, "But, Mr. Moxiso, I am not a child who knows nothing. Children growing up in Downtown are more precocious than you might think. ”

He was serious, so serious that Moxiso's words that he had prepared to persuade him were forcibly suppressed.

"Can you please tell me what we're going to experience if I continue with the test drive?" He smiled a little bitterly and held up his hand in front of him. "If I were just one person, I would have helped you, even if I didn't want any pay."