Not long after sitting on the second floor, Masce noticed that several big cars came to the warehouse where the "Angry Blade" was responsible for defending. When the grassland elves on the big car jumped out of the car, the cat took a look at it for a long time. The latter was obviously caught off guard by the grassland elves on the carriage.√∟,

"They seem to be handing over... The prairie elves player and a player seem to hand over the souvenir, and someone came to carry the things on the big cart." Youjiu confirmed for a moment, and his frown was enough to hold a helpless cat to death: "It's strange, look at their ears, Garoles players? How could they come with the angry blade man?"

"I don't know which guild these little guys are from. I saw an emblem on the carriage... A long time ago, do you know this emblem?"

"I don't know it, but I have taken a screenshot of this emblem and asked Eleuk to confirm that he has some way to the Galoreans." Youju's answer was concise and effective.

So Marceau and Youjiu watched the handling work, and soon Marceau confirmed that several of the big trucks had various raw materials, and Youjiu had an answer after a while: "Eleuke confirmed that this is another grassland elves battle group in Ronnis City's 'Giant Punisher', and it is an alliance with the 'Fatal One-meter Two'."

"That's really curious..." Marceau licked his lips. The cat cub couldn't understand why the "Anger Blade" had a deal with the prairie elves's players. If they were malicious, with the ally of the Garoles and the Tel Good Man, these two villains would not betray each other in any way. This has been confirmed in a long thousand years, and it seems that it will continue to be confirmed in the tendency of the marriage and integration of the Longershi family in the Sailun River and the Ryuguang Empire.

As for the unreasonable and unscientific view of some conspiracy theorists, I think there will be more people who think that this will continue to be more scientific and reasonable to stop them, isolate them... and even destroy all the meaning of their existence.

In this case, Marceau was really a little confused. The Garoles and the Tall Goodman would have conflicts in this game. Generally speaking, it is rare that these two races did not sit together and would not take care of themselves. Because there were too many people in Marceau's career in several years. In the later camp war, in order to rescue friendly troops surrounded by the New Eden army, they knew that this was a way to surround the points and attack. The Tall Goodman and the Tall Goodman would gather together to launch counterattacks again and again. Usually this sacrifice would last until the New Eden battles paid an unbearable price. There were several incidents in which the Tall Goodman and the Gallites even collided on the defense line of New Eden. Although they knew that moving forward was death, no small man retreated.

Moreover, these little guys hold special grudges. Sometimes when the New Eden battle group is surrounded by these little guys, they will pull the Big Catman's battle group as thugs, so that the Big Catman, who is an ally, will beat those big bastards. All civilizations in this multiverse know that when facing the requests of the Telman and the Galol people, the originally cold big catman is as obedient as a pet dog.

Such friendship and tacit understanding are the first, and now even if you see it, the cat will not believe it: "Let's go, it's long, maybe we'll go and ask Eliuk and the others."

So he stood up, Masce walked in front, followed by a long time, and the cat, who was a little confused by the reality in front of him, carried his hands on his back.

He and she walked down the second floor quickly. They did not notice that the painter was watching each other. When Marceau and Youju walked down, a brand new painting appeared on the wall, just on the blank side of the scroll that Youju was paying attention to. This was a painting with only the back. The cat with a ponytail and a white pointed-tailed ponytail walked like a little old man with his hands on his back. The girl behind him placed her hands in front of her, her beautiful shoulder-length hair curled naturally, and was following the cat in front of her with her slow steps.

After a while, Mr. Painter saw the cat and girl walking out of the shop from the second floor, and a smile bloomed from his face. He turned his head and looked at the neighbors of the new painting: "What a strange adventure, Mr. Ella and Ms. Sophie. My immortal seed has actually witnessed your fruit."

And his prairie elf lady also walked up to the second floor at this moment. She walked to her husband and looked at the two guests walking in the snow. She also had a faint smile on her face: "In the comments, this is a good cat. I really didn't expect that we will have such a day... It's a strange adventure."

The earthling bent down and he picked up his wife: "Do you remember, we first met Mr. Ella and Ms. Sophie."

"I can't remember. If it weren't for the painting on the second floor, we wouldn't have known that we had this past. What about you, my lover." The grassland elf in his arms shook his head, and then faced his husband with the same doubts.

"I can't remember it either. This is a terrible experience. Such immortal species as us will even forget our friends who once shared our lives and death... This is not normal." The earth elf said this and was silent for a moment. Finally, he smiled and shook his head: "Maybe it was a test for us by the goddess of destiny?"

"Forget it, my lover, for us, no matter how beautiful the past is, it is just the past. Now we are just the prairie elf owner who runs a small shop in Monis and her idle husband."

The husband and wife then laughed happily with each other, she left a kiss on his forehead, the doorbell downstairs rang, and she jumped out of his arms, her beautiful long skirt flipped in the air and eventually disappeared into the air, and then he heard the sound coming from her downstairs.

"Welcome, two, what do you want?"

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After walking for a while, Marceau heard some confusion behind him, so the cat turned his head and found that Youjiu was breathing in his hands. He looked at the sky. The gray sky was snowflakes, and then he looked at the dragon skin armor beside him... Well, it was his negligence.

Turning around, Marceau stretched out his hand: "If your hand is cold, let me hold it and put the other hand in my pocket."

"...No need." Youjiu shook her head when she started to move.

Marceau took two steps back and forced her hand. As a cat with responsibility, she must not let the girl get cold. So she continued to move forward. As Marceau walked, she heard the Garolic songs from the girl behind her, and seemed very happy.
Chapter completed!