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Chapter 394 Involuntarily

Nick rubbed his eyes.

It's dawn?

It's indeed online. It's indeed at my own home.

He glanced at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in disgust, tilted his head, and saw the twins sneaking out the door.

Without thinking, Nick raised his hand, two wind blades caught up with the twins, brushed and cut them in front of them, tearing out a cross scratch from the wallpaper.

"It was not our idea, it was Dion's instructing him!"

Hyde blurted out, turned around and pointed, seeing the reflection of the lenses when Alexander looked up, and threw Jekyll out: "Dion had sent us a message to us to leave the scar when healed Cy."

Nick lifted the blanket covered by his body, hesitated for a moment when he let go, stuffed the soft blanket back into the armchair, got up and walked to Dion, who had also stood up and blocked Nian Nian's side.

"cybele may go to Dagda where the two new elders are later. Why not let her make a makeover now?"

Dion handed Nick a glass of ale, Nick drank it all, pushed him away, and saw Niannian's face and his pupils shrank.

"Dion, I shouldn't be sure to take on the designated mission. And," Nick pinched his fingers, and the magic crystal bracelet shone heavily in the cuffs, "I should have you take care of her."

Sarah and Alexander quietly exchanged glances - designated missions? Why don't they know?

"She won, won openly, won wonderfully, won beautifully." Dion sat down leisurely, holding another newly poured glass of ale, waiting for Nick to pick her up.

Every year, I looked at Dion and Nick again. I carefully grabbed Nick's corner of the clothes and said aggrievedly: "I've become ugly. Are you going to dislike me?"

Nick was instantly discouraged and patted Nian's head helplessly: "Where is ugly? I think who dares to dislike you."

Qi Youfeng moved his hand away without any trace and showed the patterns in his pen so as not to suffer from the disaster. He had long seen that Nick's mentality towards Nian Nian was wrong, it was his mentality when facing Nick, so it was best to respect it.

The twins had already slipped back to the center of the hall obediently, sat aside and ate fruit silently, sighing that it was indeed a thing that was something that was brought down, and Nick was also easy to coax.

Alexander dragged a soft pad, and Nick sat next to him, looking at Jiang Jinse and Tang Qingli, who were wearing a face, and his eyes slid over the sword on Jiang Jinse's waist.

"Don't be polite to us. If you have anything to do on the Gaia continent, just speak up."

"Thank you, it's nothing yet. If there is really trouble, I will speak directly." Jiang Jinse answered calmly, quite free and easy.

"Well," Nick nodded, glanced at Mumoto and Craft who were communicating in the corner, and finally took the glass of wine from Dion, "Tell me carefully, what's going on."

"The next "War of Ten Thousand Beasts" doesn't have to be the winner, and you won't get a bonus. How many days can you win? It only depends on how many days of the "God of War" that cy can win." Dion first introduced the results of his negotiations with the arena.

"The reaction on the arena was much faster than I thought." Nick was a little surprised.

"The gladiator... the owner of the auction house is a very interesting guy." Dion looked at Jiang Jinse.

"It's really interesting, and it looks very capable." Jiang Jinse smiled.

"Interesting, capable..." Nick leaned on the cushion and looked at the fragments in Craft and Mubo's hands, "It's interesting."

"The owner of the auction house called himself a duke, but he did not mention his surname, nor did he see anything like family emblems. It seems that he is not entirely a human race, and he is suspected to be mixed race, and his specific origin is unknown." Dion said.

"You can tell me the details of the meeting later." Alexander wrote on the small notebook and looked up to remind Dion.

“…it’s good.”

Perhaps Alexander could see something from some details, not necessarily.

"When he met you, was he alone?" Nick smiled gloating.

If Alexander made up his mind to interrogate the details, he could ask from which foot Dion used to enter the door and ask how many water marks there were on the table.

"No, the three of them are here too. Specifically, when I was taken over, the three of them should have been chatting with the duke for a while."

"Because, when I entered the door, I saw that only half of the tea was left in the teacup of the three of them." Dion quickly added, and Alexander lowered his head to record with satisfaction.

"It's true," Jiang Jinse nodded, "We were so popular at the trade fair yesterday. Today, we had some trouble. The duke invited us to the scene, saying that he apologized for the inadequate care, but in essence he was trying to win over."

"Yesterday's trade fair?" Nick knew it, "Tsk tsk, the human race and the dwarfs are probably going to stare at your every move."

"We were also not careful. We didn't expect the situation here on Gaia continent to be so special. Now..." Jiang Jinse shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"The mechanical manufacturing, ore mining and related processing technology on the Gaia continent have been controlled by the dwarves for a long time. Your arrival is a great opportunity for the human race, and for the dwarves, it is an impact."

Nick played with the red pottery wine glass in his hand, feeling lazy.

"The end of the sea route is in the territory of the human race's Principality of Granger. The Principality of Granger is also the most loyal fan of the Church. Judging only from the integrity of the trade route required by the world mission, the president of Xingtianxia chose the wrong way."

"But they are now in the city of Usher, which is not in charge." Sara reminded.

"So, I guess the human race should be almost regretting it," Nick sneered, "the dwarves are probably more surprised than receiving Christmas gifts."

"Since the business journey has been completed, the human race can just contact the Mo family in China, and there is no need to stare at Muben, right?" Nian Nian was puzzled.

"As a sect of cultivation that advocates both love and non-aggression, the Mohist school will not directly participate in the racial disputes in this continent."

Although he has been removed from the Mo family, Qi Youfeng still has a good understanding of the behavior of his own sect.

"Tiangongfang does gather many excellent craftsmen, and our players are also inclined to be technical homes, and they run mines and workshops in China. From the perspective of mechanical manufacturing, we cannot avoid our guild in any case."

Mumoto approached and said calmly.

"If you go all the way to the world and go on the sea, you can use their relationship with the court to help the human race and countries win some cooperation alliances on the surface. Unfortunately, the one who chose this route was our Tiangongfang."

"Don't you like to mix things up here?" Nick asked, but his tone was a bit confident.

"Now it's a question of how they choose," Craft walked over with a hookah and sat on the cushion, "either choose one side or not out of Usher."

"What do you want me to do?" Niannian asked calmly.

After a moment of silence, Dion sighed and explained:

"In half a month, the Diannisus brothers and sisters will hold a three-match art festival in Dagda, and a competition will be held at that time, and the winner will become the guests of the new elder."

"What? Compare? Singing and dancing?" Every year's calmness collapsed instantly.

This is a new activity developed by players automatically? Tang Qingli, a simple and ordinary player, was secretly surprised. Is the freedom of the Gaia Continent here too unrestrained?

"Neither, it's a dramatic performance." Dion also had a little no idea. Are the two new elders of their elves too unemployed?

"What kind of nerves do those two people have?" Every Nian felt the same.

"Anyway, our mercenary group has old grudges with the two brothers and sisters. Now it is considered a person with a face, and you are the only one."

Compared with her appearance every year, she left Gaia not long ago, both in terms of body shape and personality and temperament.

With this scar that occupied half of the face, I guess I couldn't tell anything.

"This is not right? My name is revealed as soon as it is revealed."

As a member of the mercenary group who participated in the burial operation, the brother and sister didn't know that her name was cyberle.

"No, I've confirmed that this name is also a formal name recognized by the system. You can just sign up with this name at that time."

Dion explained: "Your name has been changed on the roster on the arena."

“Eh?”

Every Nian was stunned and suddenly thought of a registration form that I filled out a long time ago.

Isn’t that the official name that only takes effect in Huaxia District?

"In order to celebrate the arrival of Chinese people and to show the style of all ethnic groups in Gaia, this art festival is also allowed to sign up for this year's art festival."

Dion smiled as if he had guessed every year's doubts.

"very good."

Nick suddenly stood up, raised his hand to pinch Dion's neck, and looked indifferent.
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