In the summer "coup" of the summer, almost all the secret censors who remained in Elatichal were cleaned up. Even those who surrendered could not be trusted. Some died inexplicably, and some were driven out of Elatichal and sent to a remote island to be the head of the security pavilion. Therefore, the famous field office at that time was now only the foreign personnel left. In addition to the more than 40 secret mobile team members who gathered together, there were only eighteen secret censors who could participate in the battle. Although they were all elite spell casters who had been stationed abroad all year round and had done a lot of wet work, they were alone after all.

So, although they had already sneaked into Elichar early, they had not taken action.

Or, what are the actions? Assassinating one or two noble officials and blowing up several noble military warehouses or barracks? What impact does it have on the general potential? Wouldn't you become a terrorist if you really mess around like this? If the secret police directly under the highest head of state really fall to this point, it would be better to wipe your neck.

Fortunately, their confusion did not last long, and the trustworthy superior instructions arrived soon. Well, although this "instruction" is not very legal, it is also the only choice for the secret censors present.

As for their enemies, they are the "inspectors" currently in the college district. To put it bluntly, the combat mages of the aristocratic faction are also a group of masters who are good at stealth and assassination and destruction. Of course, it is understandable that they have not joined the Field Office system. Anyway, they have to be shameless dogs. If you are a dog in the country, you can only enjoy normal civil servant treatment, but working for private workers can be paid as a master. Not to mention anything else, bad money can always make you enough.

The Field Office had such information before, saying that the clans had privately established a secret spellcaster organization independent of state organs, gathering many combat mages and even a considerable number of heretic spellcasters. However, how many people, what structure, and who is the leader have always been a mystery. I only heard that the organization is called "Walpgis Monks Club" and is nicknamed "Death Devourer", abbreviated as the Death Eater.

Well, all the above claims are just gossip.

In addition, the members of the aristocratic clans and bureaucrats have always claimed that the so-called "Walpgis Monks" is just a legal academic mutual aid organization for magicians. There is no commercial operation, nor is there any violation of laws and regulations. At most, it is a volunteer group, and there is no need to be investigated.

In short, what is now certain is that the supervisors in the college district are to put it bluntly, these Death Eaters. Their leader is Lillian Apst, a socialite bus that is notorious in the upper class, and a bold and ferocious carnivorous woman.

Now everyone understands that if you want to hide your true self, you are not hiding in front of others, but setting up the first persona that is particularly eye-catching to confuse the view.

Besides, it is really different if this character is set up in a force. To be honest, Miss Lillian herself might be quite happy. For example, she is quite happy now.

Although it is notorious, everyone has to admit that Miss Lillian is a rare beauty in both figure and appearance. Moreover, because her temperament is so fleshy. To put it bluntly, Gu Pan's smile and frown reveals a clear open-minded sister who wants to fuck her. Her reputation is much better than those bitches who pretend to be a bitch.

Of course, it was only after she used extremely cruel means that her reputation finally developed in the direction of the femto witch, but this was already a story after the coup.

Now, she was pressing down on a pure girl next door who was completely opposite to her temperament. She was... Well, you are thinking too much, just holding hands between beauties and playing mahjong. This is all about being excited. It must be the single man who can't find a girlfriend, right?

Since everyone is a good friend who can hold hands together, it is understandable that they don’t like to wear clothes.

As for why there are two beautiful boys lying on the other side of the bed with an expression of ascension? Do you need to explain the basic common sense of four people when playing mahjong?

Well, anyway, we just need to know that Miss Lillian is a super bold and unrestrained guy who is both men and women. And no matter which gender you play mahjong, you like to take the initiative.

Just as the mahjong was about to end, the senses of the body had reached the peak of bliss, Miss Lillian suddenly showed a strange smile, but her eyes gradually turned cold. The eyes of the girl under her were no longer warm, just like a snake animal looking at the prey.

Behind her, the shadow condensed into an invisible shackle, capturing the girl's wrist that was exploring her spine, and pinching it hard, the other party suddenly exclaimed in pain.

"Why do you have to pretend?" Lillian Appster sneered.

"...You have long been suspicious, so why?"

"Because I have long wanted to taste the feeling of the Drow Elf. To put it bluntly, the elves' transformation technique is just a trick that blinds the senses. People like me can detect your true body through your shadow, and can also seriously enjoy the moving figure of an elf through your shadow."

"You are indeed a Vlada warlock!" The girl's body cooled down, her voice became louder, and her appearance changed from a pure and lovely student (meow) girl to a cold and tall dark elf girl. Of course, her skin was not dark brown at most, but was dark, and her earlobes were not particularly pointed, but a half-elves.

"What a wonder! No matter how many times I see it, I will never get tired of it." Her smile became more and more dangerous: "However, after enjoying your body, it is the soul. Vlada's dark magic can refine the soul into nourishing itself. I have long wanted to taste the soul of the elf. Oh, don't be afraid, black kitten, I swear by the name of my Lord Vlada, who has completely fallen in the war of the gods. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. Be good, open your mouth, I can't rub it in, really."

However, the next second, the elf girl's body seemed to have passed by, and a gorgeous bright light suddenly flashed. Lillian Apster's face lost its smile for the first time, and suddenly jumped up, and he jumped open the glass window and flew out of the room.

What is disappointing is that this open-minded elder sister may have prepared some special dress-up magic. When she flashed out of the outdoors, she saw the black fog rising, and she turned into a gorgeous but slutty robe.

Even an older magic girl cannot fire her. It is not surprising that she has such a setting.

But looking at the other side, the half-elf had jumped out of the house, and there was a pair of close-fitting black soft scales. However, it was obvious that she did not have the level of standing in the air like her opponent. Although her movements on the ground were graceful and light like a black panther, she was far from the aura.

"Well, the Holy Light Amulet? Where are you wearing it? I checked it several times when I came in."

"Guess what? Didn't you enjoy the Drow's body just now? Where am I hiding?"

Miss Lillian pondered for a moment, showing a distressed look: "Someone told me that women have five mouths, let alone Zoer, and I actually forgot this."

Miss Zhuoer also pondered for a moment, then revealed the frustration of "I am a dignified Zoer, but I lost to a mere human driving", and then activated the magic in anger.

The shadow on the ground popped up with almost invisible waves, whizzing away under the cover of the night sky. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary wind, but there was a deadly stance sword hidden in it.

However, her opponent just waved, and it seemed as if a ball of darkness was fished out from the night sky, condensed into an inauspicious black magic ball. The magic ball turned slightly and rolled the sword into it. After turning again, more invisible sharp stance fluctuations were rolled backwards.

The Drow Elf quickly moved back flexibly, with agile and efficient movements. At first glance, she was still "part-time" thieves, assassins, rangers, etc. But even so, she was still hit and suffered a lot of injuries.

The state is very obvious, and the half-elf-secret censor is no match for the Chief Inspector Miss.

However, the latter did not take advantage of the victory and shouted: "Makarov, I know you are here, hurry up and go out together, I'm in a hurry!"

After a few seconds, the fully armed field director Makarov suddenly appeared on the street corner as if he was squeezed out from the cracks in the floor tiles.

"Hello greetings, Miss Lillian Appster."

"It would be too hypocritical to have such a routine greeting at this time, Director General." Lillian sneered: "But, is there only you here? With your fucking, shouldn't you bring a dozen subordinates to siege me?"

"I also want to do this, but the Central Alchemy Workshop, the National Magical Laboratory, the Austrian Academy, and the Self-Discipline Weapon Center Office all need my subordinates to cooperate with friendly forces, of course I am the only one here." He said aloud.

"Then you are working hard enough." The Chief Inspector Miss laughed out loud this time: "But why do you guys? The one thousand people from Dugu Castle are still a group of mobs who can't even hold the kitchen knife?"

"You don't have to worry about this. But you, Miss, Marshal Menthus has been defeated, and Lord Lu Xi's army has arrived in Olahran. Do you know?"

Lillian's eyes widened slightly, but there was no big surprise: "I guessed that although Uncle Kyle's military strength was twice as strong as his family, his winning rate was less than 30%. Anyone with a little brain in Elichar City knows it."

"Then, you should know that no matter how hard you struggle, the situation is going to go. Then, I will arrest you in the name of the League Field Office, and hope that you will not resist in vain. I promise to give a fair trial in the future..."

"So, can you stop talking about the greetings? A fair judgment? Isn't it a death? From the day when Uncle Drake's 100,000 troops were defeated by your new master in one day, I knew that our group of people would definitely end up. Since that's the case, just have a good time!" A crazy and ferocious smile appeared on her face, and with a slap her hands, the deep magic balls changed from one to four. It was the purest gloomy darkness, as if even the night around her could be swallowed.

Makarov's face sank. He was also familiar with the history of the magic world and knew that the Velda warlocks had a crazy and indulgent side because they believed that mastering negative desires was also a kind of practice to strengthen power, and it was because of this that they almost extinct. However, no one could deny that this user of the ancient magic school who was good at using negative energy was the type of spellcaster who was the best at killing.

The chances of winning are unestimated, but they have to fight. Makarov thought.

However, at this moment, I could only hear a crisp childish voice coming from a distance: "Go away!"

Makarov only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and something vaguely flashed through the horizon. But the white light came too fast. Then, the flight trajectory directly drew a ray of light in the night sky, and then a loud noise hit Lillian Apst. The inspector who floated in the air with a strong aura seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer and fell directly to the ground. Then another loud noise came.

The four dark magic balls around her, with the same big villain, lost their support and disappeared in the night sky in an instant.

Miss Lillian, who was domineering and crazy, was like a boss at the bottom of the road, lay on the ground in a perfect herringbone shape, and couldn't help but twitch. Of course, she looked very embarrassed, but it seemed that she could not die, but the scene seemed a little embarrassed at one point.

After a long time, she got up from the ground in vain, but then she no longer dared to float in the sky to show off. She stepped back to the corner of the wall and stared in one direction. Her eyebrows were tightened and her face was tense. Her breathing was heavy for several times, as if she had seen a natural enemy.

Then, a little girl, who was not even eleven or 12 years old, sat upright on the back of a huge winter wolf and walked out of the darkness slowly. The white light that had just made a blow has floated back to the girl. With a clear sound, it fell on her shoulder. It turned out to be a charming posture, like a silver-white war falcon covered in moonlight.

"Fulda Warlock? Well, very well, I've been chasing you for a hundred or two years. Now there's still one left to play. My name is Rosalie, Rosalie Bourrede, the favored Goddess of Life, the nemesis of the Shadow of Fulda, come and have fun together! To be honest, sister, I like your type very much."

Speaking of this, the little girl stuck out her tongue and licked her mouth, showing a very social smile.
Chapter completed!