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Chapter 1773
When you are hungry, the taste of fried chicken is full of temptation.
Even Edson, who has the title, stunned.
But in the next moment, the ‘Hunting Blade’ returned to God. He tightened his dagger and prepared to subdue the guy who was close to himself.
As for direct killing?
Edson, who didn't feel malicious, didn't plan to do this.
However, Hollera is faster.
"Snake."
When Edson was about to take the shot, Holleka whispered, and at the same time, several gestures that only the demon hunter knew.
"Snakes?"
Edson stunned.
Hollerka did not pay much attention to it, and directly took out the fried chicken that he had just bought on the market.
Although he did not know why the instructor wanted him to bring the fried chicken to the wolf to hunter the demon, but Hollerka did not have any doubts, the tutor naturally had the idea of ​​a mentor.
He, obedient to do as it is.
Edson’s eyes were full of vigilance as Hollera reached out.
There is no doubt that Hollerka has made a fatal blow with a slight change.
just……
fried chicken? !
Edson stopped again.
He really didn't expect Hollerka to take out the fried chicken from his arms.
"Give me?"
Asked Edson.
"Ok."
Holleka nodded.
After a little hesitation, after being screamed twice in the stomach, Edson finally took over the fried chicken. After careful inspection, the old hunter began to gorge.
Looking at Edson's eating, Holleka was shocked.
Am I buying less?
Holleka secretly asked himself.
Just five seconds less, a whole fried chicken that went to the head, even the belt bones were swallowed by the old hunter.
"Need more?"
"There is still selling cakes on the market."
Asked Hollerka.
"no need."
The old hunter demon cloud said lightly.
However, the oil residue on the corner of the mouth is extremely conspicuous.
Holleka glanced and hung down.

I am telling you, some things about the ‘quiet night retreat’...

Holleka relayed the plan for the 'Provocate'.
"That guy!"
The old hunter devil squinted his eyes, the cold light flashed, and the killing was revealed.
For the ‘Provocative’, the old hunter is no stranger.
Coupled with the identity of the other party's "Quiet Night Secrets", the old Hunting Devil is murderous to the other party.
However, before that, he looked at Holleka.
"You are a 'dark child'?"
The old hunter depressed the voice, his lips did not move, and the voice came from his throat.
Although the snake members in front of them have hidden something, if Edson can't find some of them now, then he really should retire.
Holleka nodded.
Before he came, he knew that his identity must let the other party know.
Moreover, some things must be coordinated by the other party.
Therefore, there is nothing to hide.
Looking at the nod of Holleka, the old demon gaze gaze for a few seconds.
Then, slightly owed.
This is the respect of the demon hunter.
Because, he knows the dangers of the lurkers, it is also clearer, what the other party sees what they bear.
"Keep yourself in the shadow..."
"Integration into the enemy?"
The old hunter devil sighed at the bottom of his heart.
He recalled the three snakes who had seen the demon.
One is a very traditional ‘hunter’, and that kind of breath can’t beat him.
One is the breath of concealment, which makes him feel vigilant.
There is also this in front of me, but I am willing to lurk.
Until now, the old hunter has a more specific understanding of the snakes.
Similar to the Wolf Hunting Devil.
But they have different styles of acting.
I hope to be able to remember the Code of the Hunter.
After a silent blessing in the bottom of my heart, the old hunter demon turned straight.

Now I need to be a 'fuze' to detonate this thing?

"Yes."
"You need to kill me, and then quickly jail."

The radish’s hotel is our temporary place to stay. When you finish saving people, you can go where to find us.

When Holleka finished, he hid in the shadow of the side and quickly left.
The task given to him by the mentor was not completed.
He needs to continue to work hard.
The old demon hunter until Holleka's figure disappeared completely, and this came out of the corner. He did not act immediately, but went to the market to buy some necessities.
For example...cake.
......
Wheel Karl walked in the middle ring of Fort Aitenburg.
It is still a business district here.
However, because it is close to the Upper Seven Rings, the place is becoming more and more tidy, and the shops are gradually becoming more upscale. The rare jewelry and jewelry shops have become common here.
And some, high-end restaurants are everywhere here.
However, Luke does not care about these.
What he is looking for is a 'dark whistle', the whistle of the Temple of War.
In Fort Aden, the Temple of War once had a large number of Ming and Qing whistle.
However, after the 'black disaster', Ming Wei all retreated to the seventh ring of the ‘God Temple’, and the dark whistle was cut.
At least, on the surface.
In fact?
The number of whistle is cut.
But more is becoming more secretive.
The deacons of the 'saints' have become more difficult to distinguish.
Fortunately, as one of the most famous field staff of the 'Quiet Night Secret Society', Lukal is not a name for himself. He knows that there are no more than five whistle of the Temple of War in Fort Aitenburg.
But he did not say anything.
He needs these whistle to bring him more value.
For example, this time.
As for why choose this?
Naturally because the whistle here is the most equivalent.
Judging by the contact of Karl Karl several times, the Lord's messenger here is at least a priest, even a sabre priest.
Therefore, he was very careful when he walked into this ‘Etoline tailor shop’ again.
He tried to keep himself in a ‘quiet night retreat’ member who was not found and only used the other as a regular tailor.
Of course, this is in my heart.
Face?
He still has the habitual smile.
Anything different will attract the other party's vigilance.
The priests of the Temple of War are not so fooled.
Ding!
The wind chimes rang.
"Aitlin, I am coming again."
Karkar greeted the owner and the sole tailor of the store.
This is a gray-haired old man with glasses and a slightly sloppy body, but the action is still very good. A tape measure hung around his neck. Even when he spoke, the scissors in his hand did not stop.
"Welcome, Len."
"This time, what do you need?"
The old tailor called out the pseudonym of the round.
"I need a formal dress."

I have a ‘meeting’ to attend in a few days.

Wheel Karl said with a smile.
He did not lie.
The ‘Members’ Meeting’ is also a meeting.
"Oh, what kind of meeting?"
The old tailor pushed the glasses.
"A very cumbersome meeting."
The smile on the face of Karkar slightly converges, then, shaking his head, obviously do not want to say anything more on this topic.
"Do I need to prepare something?"
"Except that dress is out."
Asked Karl.
"I suggest that you accompany a silver brooch as the only accessory for dark formal wear. If you wear a top hat, you have to choose the situation. However, a pair of shoes of the same color is indispensable."
The old tailor said very professionally.
"What about the shape of the brooch?"
"Shoes I am ordering for you here."
"You know my size."
Said Carl.
"can."

The brooch is as simple as possible.


It doesn’t need to be too complicated.

"Don't be aggressive."
"What do you think of a four-leaf clover?"
"It represents luck."
The old tailor pointed again.
"Lucky?"
"can."
"This is exactly what I need."
"how much is the total?"
Round Carl took out the wallet directly.
"85 Kimpton, dress 50, leather shoes 20, silver clover brooch 15."
"If you are in a hurry, you need to pay an extra 10 Kimpton."
The old tailor reported a price that fits well with the position of the Seventh Ring.
Carol ordered a good draft from the wallet and placed it on the table of the old tailor.
"please hurry."
"I am in a hurry."
When Karen left, he groaned.
"Do not worry."
"After two days, you will be able to take it."
The old tailor is guaranteed.
The two sides bid farewell to each other as real tailors and customers.
However, when the door of the tailor's shop was closed, the slightly tailored body of the old tailor was straight.
The sharp light is that the glasses can't stop.
After closing the back door, he turned and walked upstairs.
Out of the tailor shop, Karkar’s heart was slightly relieved.
Everything is going better than he thought.
Next?
Naturally, wait quietly.
However, it is not the habit of Carl.
He chose a fine dining restaurant and sat down on the second floor of the restaurant.

A cup of lime water, a cream cake, a cocoa cake.

Round Carl pulled out two Kimptons in the hands of the waiter.
Cream and cocoa are not cheap.
However, it does not cost two Kimpton.
Half of them are tipping.
Carol knows the importance of Kimpton.
Therefore, in less than two minutes, the meal he ordered was brought up, and when he proposed to sit in the window, the waiter took the initiative to negotiate with the guests at the table.
That is a young man.
Clothing looks plain, but it is very delicate, and the face is ordinary.
When I heard the waiter's request.
The young man stood up without rejection.
"Thank you."
Thank you for your smile.
"It's nothing."
The young man waved his hand and, under the guidance of the waiter, sat down in the original position of Carl.
This is all normal.
Everyday happens in the restaurant, so no one cares.
Karkar also did not find anything in the young people to care about.
As for the dress?
Please, here is the Upper Seven Rings of Aitinburg, a place where the upper class of the aristocracy lives. This kind of clothing is too ordinary. If it is the kind of really shabby clothes, it will be incomparably conspicuous.
Therefore, Karkar quickly focused on where it should be noted.
The cake on the table, he did not move.
Just holding the lime water, his eyes looked at the rumors.
This position, just to see the side of the third ring.
The "prison" of Councillor Koribo is also on this side.
Time passed by.
About half an hour later, a thick smoke suddenly rose from the commercial area of ​​Fort Aitenburg.
Even if it is very far away, it will come if there is nothing.
The person who was sitting in the restaurant looked at it there.
Including, that young man.
Perhaps for the sake of youth, this young man did not sit in a chair, but stood up and walked to the window.
Out of the goodwill of the other party before, the round Karl slightly side of the chair, let the other pass.
When the other side nodded, Lukal also slightly responded with a dagger.
"Is there a market in Central Third Ring?"

How can a fire occur?

The voice of the young man suddenly sounded.
"Maybe the fireplace is not getting well, and the Martians are coming out."
"It's either a charcoal pot."

This is always happening every year in Aitenburg.

Listening to the doubts of the young people, Karkar stood up involuntarily and explained.
Still out of gratitude to the other party.
"is it?"
The young man is very confused.
"of course."
"Unexpected, every year."
Carol replied casually.
The nobles of Aitenburg are really not as good as one generation.
Although the etiquette is good, but the knowledge is too bad?
If such a young man is placed in a place like Sika City, should he have already fought in the true sense?
Even if you are a nobleman, you should join the patrol.
Rather than being looked like a baby.
It is no wonder that the Majesty is more and more dissatisfied with his ‘Knight’.
With the promulgation of the 'new order', everyone knows what the king meant.
Not only the wilderness of the southern islands, but also the dissatisfaction with their subordinates.
However, it is not an easy task to successfully promote the 'new order'.
Carol knows that some veteran nobles are secretly united.
The king is kneeling?
It should be known.
However, it turned a blind eye.
What does the other party want to do?
It’s nothing more than a net.
In this regard, Carl is well aware.
But he will not talk to the young aristocrats around him.
The right hand picked up the top hat on the table and Carl was ready to leave.
"Your cake!"
The young man reminded him of Carl.
"no need."
"Their taste should be very general."
Round Carl waved his hand.
"This is a waste of food."
Said the young man.

Sometimes waste is not shameful, it also represents your strength.

Looking at the young aristocrats under the aristocratic etiquette, Karen had no conversation at all.
What's the good thing about wood with a veneer?
"strength?"
"But Boss said that it is not good to waste food."
"I think Boss is right."
The young man laughed, and the smile was not gentle, nor cold, and it was just a strange feeling.
In an instant, Lun Karr has a sense of dizziness.
not good!
When he was tight in his heart, he immediately took out the potion and pulled the cork out.
But the evil spirits took the lead and came to him in front of him. He grabbed the potion in one hand and made a knife in one hand, gently hitting the side of the neck of Karkar.
Snapped!
In the crisp sound, the round Karl was directly comatose.
The upper evil spirit picked up the other side, just like anti- sacks.
Then, pack the two cakes on the table yourself.
Then, walked out of this restaurant.
And everyone in the restaurant seems to have not seen the evil spirits.
It was not until the embarrassment of the elder spirit that had gone out of the way that the evil spirits had made a slap in the face.
But their attention was quickly attracted to smoke.
No one noticed the disappearance of the round.
Because, after a while, on the streets of the Upper Seven Rings, the new 'round Carl' appeared.
PSSorry, Feilong overslept in the afternoon...
(End of this chapter)