Gaga lowered his head and walked out of his master's building. The summer in Paroonst is so hot.

With this idea, the young girl walked towards the teleportation array - the amnesia that even the master had no clue, which gave the young grassland elves a headache. I hope that the sisters could find a treatment.

But she didn't know that behind the balcony window on the second floor behind her, her master, the legendary druid, and the famous empty-nest old spirit were frowning.

How could he not know that this sudden amnesia against personal is definitely a legend like him, a method to protect his apprentice - operating memory.

Considering that the girl named Anta was a top student at the Northern Grassland Elf Theological Seminary, the old elf was sure that the girl was just like her little apprentice and was happy with the kitten. Unfortunately, unlike him, the girl’s teacher did not seem to like the kitten, or for other reasons. In short, this is a troublesome thing. As an old eunuch in the empty nest, he didn’t want to cause trouble, especially in such small things.

But this does not mean that the old elf has identified with his own sub-race and the same race. On the contrary, he is waiting for the day when a miracle happens - memory operations may solve many problems, but they are absolutely unable to separate two truly loving hearts that gradually get closer.

Seeing his last little apprentice and her companions disappear into the distance of the street, the old elf smiled.

Children...must be happy.

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During the day-after negotiations and meetings, Marceau never grasped the tail of summer. Ayarok ushered in another harvest festival. This was originally a grand festival that could be held from south to north. Unfortunately, this time, not many people had the heart to attend the festival. The indigenous people in the south lived in dire straits, while the indigenous people in the north were even more panicked. New information from the New Edens had appeared, their reinforcements had crossed the mountains, and on the front line, more undead units appeared, which was related to their turning the entire South into a huge delivery room.

Because there are too many corpses and 'newborns'.

"This winter will look very difficult." When the girls mention this matter during dinner, they always sigh so much.

"Speaking of this, how are the commercial negotiations going on." In the past two months of Canary's Northern Affiliation Capital, the girls not only reached an agreement with two of the Indigenous Majesties, but also made a plan to establish a large military factory in the city through multiple contacts. Players can provide people with technology and equipment, and indigenous people with materials and venues. Both sides can be said to have benefits from each other.

This military factory will provide a large number of muskets for the indigenous people. The only problem is that it requires a lot of wood to make gun bodies. However, this is not a problem. The elves handled the matters and the druids also made a fuss. If you really want to let the New Eden unify the mainland, let alone the trees, even the leaves can only become in the books... Ah, I forgot that for the New Edens, the books of the East Continental people are also contraband, and the fire is their best destination.

"It's okay. Although most of the nobles are very stingy, they still understand the truth when spending money to buy peace and seeking guilt." Youjiu said while sharing the account book in the game for Marceau: "In addition to the nobles and those two majesties, many merchants also donated a lot of money. What surprised me was that even many canary iron roosters paid for it."

"It's because we have released the most terrifying side of Shaan in the form of a documentary. Between spending money and losing your head, even the iron cock will know what to do." Panny said, of course, the scenes and shots taken by Marceau and Babalim in the time of Shaan. It has a strong taste. Marceau was fortunate to participate in a semi-public screening in the capital. The children of the nobles thought it was a new invention by a foreigner, but the first scene was a carriage full of loads of corpses and corpses piled up in hills. The little boy holding his head at the rear portrayed the adjective of tragedy.

The screening scene immediately turned into a sea of ​​sour smell, and Marceau decided not to go to the scene to find guilt again. At the same time, he also expressed some contempt for these young people - this kind of scene could burst out, and you are really naive to a certain extent... Death is not just a destination after being old, but a disaster that may come at any time.

"I sincerely hope that everyone understands that if the New Edens ruled this land, it would be more than just a simple problem of being whipped by mud on the foot on the old man's leather boots." Anne pointed at Marceau while chewing beans: "Marceau, I think you should have great experience in this regard."

To be honest, Anne's words really made Marceau feel a little embarrassed. He pulled out the fish bones from his mouth, and the cat shook his head and Maoba: "I really don't have any experience. I'll send you more to you. You ask me to kill a few unlucky guys. I'm fine. You ask me to tell everyone, Ah, the New Eden is more fierce than the noble master. I really can't say it. After all, in the eyes of those self-cultivated farmers, the noble master and the new Eden are so quarrel."

"According to you, the ability of the New Eden to maintain such a position among the lower class is entirely due to our noble master's high-ranking and high-ranking." Mingmei said this and gave Marceau a blank look.

"Isn't that true? You all said it was half a pound and eight taels, and it was definitely a support from a friendly company." When Marceau said this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Babalim who was cutting carrots: "By the way, minibus."

Babalim raised her head and looked at Marceau with a blank look on her face: "What's wrong."

"Aren't you responsible for the intelligence gathering of the lower classes? Tell us about how those annoying mud legs recently viewed the invasion of the New Eden." Marceau asked.

"Can you not use such a arrogant noble tone?" Mo Qingyu, who was sitting beside him, reached out and twisted the cat's ear.

"At the beginning, they all thought it was just a war of changing dynasties, but after we ran through the north with the documentary crystal, the farmers stopped thinking that way." Speaking of this, Babalim came to his spirits: "Everyone said that the invasion of New Eden was too terrible, and I think they had nothing to say."

"It's much scarier than the nobles." The girls said in unison.

The cat smiled and tilted his head: "Isn't that?"

Yes, compared with everyone in New Eden, the nobles and men holding whips are so tactful, their actions of kicking themselves with their leather boots are so considerate, and their curses are really the gentlest encouragement in the world compared with the butcher knife in the hands of New Eden.

So, the most terrifying thing in the world is the word contrast.

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After eating and drinking, the cats and girls went online. As before, the girls had their jobs, and Marceau also had his jobs. The girls with square and pointed ears were proficient in commercial negotiations and intelligence collection. The cats and cats naturally joined the training of the local battle group. There was a one-to-one battle of Roland Wador in the simulation training system. The Maomei and the Delaware team tried it once before, and then flew in the face of the loss speed of light.

Babalim's work became information collection after the documentary "tour", and she took Gaga to rest in the mansion while taking care of Anta.

Anta responded very well. Although there were scars on her body, there were no hidden dangers except that scar. Marceau and the girls decided to send her back to the north after she was completely recovered to see if her teacher could deal with her amnesia.

Speaking of which, the girls also doubted whether her memory had been manipulated, and even suspected her teacher, but in the end they and him couldn't find a reason to do so - yes, there was no reason why an old grassland elf man wanted to manipulate the memory of his most satisfied students.

And she just forgot about Marceau, which made the cat wonder if it was some small ‘bugs’ caused by the two times she had been snatched. If this is true, there is nothing to say - after all, the two times the cat died as a ball were real.

In such a big game, it sounds so natural to have a problem with the slightest memory of the Aboriginal people.

So the girls and Marceau had a job to do, and handed over the two youngest girls in the mansion to Babalim to take care of.

This rabbit girl seems to have a plural sibling, and unexpectedly she will take her cubs. And with Marceau and her sisters, her cooking skills have also increased. For Marceau, this fragrant rabbit girl is becoming more and more perfect. If it is a flaw, then the only flaw is that this girl... can only cook vegetarian dishes.
Chapter completed!