James is a manager, an elderly manager who rarely lives to see his hair and beard turn white. Of course, he was the executor in the jargon, and James Brown was the executor. Passer, formally, is a steward, a steward with many masters. There are two kinds of butlers needed for aristocrats.

One person can help him take care of the house, including a part-time accountant, a housekeeper, a purchasing manager, and most importantly, a messenger. One is that James is the kind of man who can neither maintain order in the family nor act as a representative of the nobility, he is even guarded by every employer, and a simple retreat is in danger of being hunted down. This is the Dark Side Butler, the official executor.

James · Passer is famous in this line of work, and the life of an executive is usually short, because nobles are cold-blooded animals, and even if you do your duty and promise not to say what they know, they can become suspicious and crazy.

The patience of the minor nobles may be six or seven years, and the patience of the big nobles may be a little longer, but at most ten years, the nobles will have a new butler. James · Pasar, who can continue his career at the age of 100 and become more and more famous in the dark world of the Lion City, certainly has his advantages. The reason he survived was simple: the perfect dark side butler was always able to ensure that his new employer was better than his previous one.

How he did it, no one knows. James was in the service of an elderly nobleman, and it was difficult to find a more powerful person in the Lion City, and many people in the dark world wanted to know that this could be the legend's last career. James · Passer's future is uncertain, but he still follows his own code of professional conduct, doing everything his employer asks him to do, using power that is not in his own name.

Crackling. James closed his watch on the grass, looking expressionless. It was 7:59 a.m., and he was getting ready to welcome his first guest of the day. He looked around at the people around him. There was no one he was expecting in the small park. "Let's pray that the invitees arrive on time and not late," thought James mechanically and nonchalantly, "and if the answer is no, that's too bad." "Maybe I should learn from my peers in a new way. Times are different, I'm outdated.

He joked that James Pasar, who considers his methods more primitive than those of his new peers, delivers his message in the form of the most primitive paper invitation. His new colleagues are already using the contract. When an invitation letter is issued, i.e., when the invitee makes a decision, or seeks money, or is forced to compromise, the invitee must obey the executor's order and sign the deed. "Technology has evolved so fast," James sighed, a hundred years later, "when I was younger, rune contracts were legendary things, but now the latest price has dropped to 10 gold coins, which is unimaginable," James said with a sudden frown, he took out his pocket watch and looked at it. 8:03. James takes off his expensive butler's uniform and says, "It seems that I do need to leave some contracts for the future. ”。

At least knowing in advance whether the puppet would come, James stood up and exercised his muscles, ready to reattach the silk thread to the first puppet. Then, out of the corner of James' eye, he saw a young man approaching quickly. He had noticed it before, after all, the clothes on his back were so conspicuous that the old men of the dark world had to notice them. The black dog is still so difficult, James thought, still with a kind smile on his face, "Mr. Hunt, how can I help you?" James asked, staring at the young hunter, a brand new trench coat, calloused hands, a crumpled rune pocket, and no crossbow that could be used as a ranged weapon.

He's a novice, James thought, and of course there's no reason to interrogate me repeatedly, because I'm an old man and a young man? The young man across from him pulled out an invitation card, in a familiar format, with a cover depicting a starry sky under a dark sky. "I followed the instructions of this letter. Are you a point of contact? "The legendary executor, James, had a sad face. If he remembers correctly, today's invitees require at least the highest level of professional competence. A young man like him, a career maker?

How is this possible. James snatched the invitation from the hunter, and judging by his expression, the young hunter did not resist, or even react. James, who got the invitation, checked it over and over again, but found the right star in the sky of the invitation.

The seven stars, in the shape of a spoon, are hidden in the night sky and are the symbol of James. The invitation was genuine, James frowned and thought, it must have been sent by the businessman. These money-grubbing guys don't just find fault with me.

Well... James's body changed direction, in the right direction, towards Ouyang Dao. Did the puppet mutiny, and report it to the guild? that explains the young hunter - yes, it must be why. "No, Mr. Hunt, you've mistaken me for someone else," James reverently handed the invitation back to the young hunter. "I don't know about invitations and contacts" The young hunter frowned, and suddenly he saw the crowd around him.

He cautiously leaned over and whispered to James, "Why don't we go down the next alley and say, it's inconvenient?" So that you can catch me at a loss. James was expressionless, with a mocking expression, "Mr. Hunter, if nothing else, I'm leaving, I'm the Viscount's butler now, he's busy at home, if you don't mind," James said, turning to leave, now that the Hunters' Guild already knows the location, today's mission doesn't look like it's going to go well. "You're not a steward," the hunter's voice from James A. Patser came from behind him. "Not to mention that you've been here for at least half an hour" "I know you're not the person you said you were" which one "couldn't have been called by Lord Blue Shield" The high-level professional burst out unreservedly under the power of his body. "Am I right, Mr. Butler?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong today," James said with a blank face, "I'm James' passer," he said with a sneer. "I didn't expect you to become a professional at such a young age. The Hunters' Guild is full of talented people, "Mr. James, I'm here as promised. What exactly do you want? Ouyang Dao stood aside, expressionless, and secretly laughed. If I hadn't looked carefully at the invitation last night, I wouldn't have had such an easy time today.

Ouyang Dao thought to herself, her mind went back to the scene of the previous night, her face almost turned into a grimace, and it returned to a cold color. James glanced at Ouyang Dao strangely, and said in a flat voice: "Please be patient, we still have others to wait" "People like you" James repeated the last sentence, this small mistake gave him a little advantage on the court, and now he is focused on the last sentence, also to defeat Ouyang Dao. There are professionals like you at the top, and today you are all my thugs, so don't be too arrogant. He wouldn't say that, of course, but the meaning is the same, James said sarcastically. But his reaction to the hunter was strange, and in James's puzzled gaze, a serious, seemingly reluctant Ouyang Dao suddenly let out a laugh. After laughing, Ouyang Dao still stood there expressionlessly, his body straight, his eyes firm, and his attitude serious, as if the smile just now was not his.

What's so funny? James is different from Ouyang Dao, he has doubts, but he has just found his rhythm, and he can't lower his rhythm by asking questions. As the minutes ticked by, James, the legendary executor of the will, became impatient, the other professionals he was expecting did not show up, and the hunter on the other side of the room, although expressionless, still gave him the illusion of being ridiculed. No, we can't wait any longer. James was in a hurry to get the job done. The most important thing is the cooperation of the puppets. If the stalemate continues, it will be difficult for him to establish an authoritative image in Ouyang Dao's mind.

"Smack, slap," James clapped his hands in a ceremonial manner, countering Ouyang Dao's merciless taunt. "You said you needed to talk in a dark alley, but you didn't," Ouyang Dao raised his eyebrows and motioned to James, who was surrounded by pedestrians, saying that it was not a good idea to discuss things openly. Ouyang Dao's eyes made James very happy. Come on, little Hunt. Today I'm going to show you my strength. To James' applause, they were surrounded by the grass where they were, and the busy crowd in the park, left like a school of fish. One minute the couple was still picnicking, the next they stopped laughing, picked up the tablecloth and flew away.

One minute the old man was fishing on the lake, and the next minute he was gone. Not a sound at all, all of us, like robots, act as cogs for mechanical chains throughout the operation, to terrible standards. After the crowd left, the park was quietly surrounded by sword-wielding guards who had once toiled among the street vendors and in the blink of an eye had become glamorous sword-wielding guards. Are you afraid of this? James silently gestured to Ouyang Dao with his eyes. It's a pretty scary formation.

Ouyang Dao nodded, expressing admiration, and James's smug expression didn't last a second. Ouyang Dao smiled again. If it weren't for last night, I would have been shocked. Ouyang Dao sighed, no one in the Lion City could do such a thing. But even if you have such a great ability, some surprises will catch you off guard. Ouyang Dao's smile was enough to annoy James, who stared angrily at an ignorant hunter and asked silently, Didn't you see what happened just now?

Why are you laughing at this kind of power?" asked, Ouyang Dao nodded and smiled. So many ordinary people disappeared all at once, so many guards suddenly appeared, who is standing behind me, how about the strength of your hand, don't you feel it at all? Ouyang Dao continued to smile. I can have six high-level experts like you now, and you, a hired hunter, what are you laughing at?Ouyang Dao was still laughing. !Yes!!!!

James breathed a sigh of relief and gradually calmed his anger. He had seen such a cunning puppet before, and the hunter couldn't have been an accident, after all, so much had happened. Anyway, let's move on to the next step. James was ready for a second mental shock. "You have been summoned here today for a great cause, though no one else has arrived... Before James could finish speaking, Ouyang Dao interrupted him, "Who said that the others haven't arrived yet?" ”？

Mr. James, all the invitees have already arrived, James looked at Ouyang Dao disapplaudively, and before he could say what his big goal was, this bastard made a mess of things. "Mr. Hunter, stop kidding, think about who handed you the invitation, watch your manners"

"Of all the people who gave me the invitation, which one are you talking about?" Which one, that's ... Ouyang Dao smiled, he put his hand into his arms, and took out another invitation. James took Ouyang Dao's invitation and looked at it, Ouyang Dao said to him: "I didn't expect you to be a witness to last night's incident, since you inherited Xia Yu's skills, I can see it very clearly, but... Ouyang Dao James interrupted him again and took out an invitation letter from his chest. The previous invitation, from Smith and Kerry, both called him Gaia, and the third one was from Ouyang Dao, from the United Kingdom. James · Passer accepted the invitation, frowned at Ouyang Dao, and whispered on it: "Ghoul summoner," Ouyang Dao smiled and pointed to the ground with his finger, the ghoul sea devil that had not appeared mutated for a long time drilled the ground, and the momentum of the senior professional burst out without reservation. "Surprisingly, all three invitations were sent to the same person," said James J. Passer said calmly. "Mr. Gaia... This time James spoke quickly, Ouyang Dao, on the other hand, slowly threw himself into his arms.

James tried to look up, pretending not to see the invitation, but his voice stopped. The fourth, written by the detective, is a skull. Ouyang Dao held up a rune, and after a flash of light, dozens of second-order skeletons emerged from the ground. The guards beside him swallowed it in one gulp, and James was stunned, speechless, staring blankly at Ouyang Dao's fifth invitation.

The fifth letter comes from Hayes, the god of the sea, who describes it as a dragonwing warrior. Ouyang Dao's trench coat punched a hole in his back, and the huge dragon wings lifted him into the air under the force of the howling wind. The sixth came from the cult of the dead tucci which he called the necromancer, and Ouyang Dao raised another rune, and a group of winged rabbits scurried around the park grass, scurrying at Ouyang Dao's feet. The seventh letter is from Kate, the League of Hunters, whom she calls the Land Mover.

Ouyang Dao stood on tiptoe and walked to the floor, a stone throne was lifted, Ouyang Dao sat on it, carrying a huge and ferocious dragon wing on his back, surrounded by a group of winged rabbits, mutated ghouls stood on one side, like a butler, and on the other side were dozens of professional skeletons. "Barely count, I'm a ghoul summoner, a skull commander, a dragonwing warrior, a necromancer, and a earth-shifting mage, Foshan Gaia"