The Mechanical Association Donald did not succeed after all.

It's not that the Mechanical Association didn't let Donald in, but that he was stopped at the intersection of the street before he reached the door of the association, and there was a mess not far away.

The Special Investigation Bureau, the police station, and the association's exclusive security team blocked the Machinery Association and its surrounding neighborhoods, not allowing anyone to enter and exit, and almost digging three feet into the ground to search the interior.

The reason for this situation, Pamela learned through a guard, just now, the association was invaded, the internal facilities were severely damaged, and there were even casualties.

If Enser City is the industrial heart of the entire Lane Empire, then the Machinery Association is the brain of Enser City. All the people who work in it are outstanding people in mechanical technology. Their value is immeasurable. No wonder the Enser City Government. The reaction to the attack on the association was so intense.

At this point, Donald and his party had to turn around and return to the hotel.

Sound east and west?

On the way back, Donald almost subconsciously thought of this possibility.

The woman who made a vicious massacre near the tavern faced the encirclement and suppression of the Alien Bureau, and did not choose to make more killings but retreated halfway. This is obviously contrary to her indiscriminate killing behavior at the beginning, and at the same time as she committed the crime, The Machinery Association was attacked again. To say that there is no internal connection is purely coincidental, and it is too false.

What made Donald more concerned was the special state of the woman who left the second floor of the tavern in his perception.

Due to his own special circumstances, Donald, who inherited the heart of the ancient demigod tree, was extremely sensitive to certain existences even though he was far away from his own domain. This feeling is indescribable. Perhaps it was the obsession left by the ancient demigod tree. Perhaps due to the influence of the Faith he absorbed in Renas and in the Howling Woods.

When he came to Unther City this time, Donald and Sharis walked together for nearly a month, and fought against the demon contractor who pretended to be the chosen one in the rock fortress, which made Donald more and more familiar with the aura that the chosen one inadvertently revealed.

The woman who appeared on the second floor of the tavern was most likely the same type of person as Sharis. What she did and her potential, unknown number of companions, Donald had reason to suspect that there were allies behind him.

This is undoubtedly a rather important discovery.

However, limited by the current situation, Donald could only watch the other side move, and Pamela standing beside him cut off the possibility of his free movement.

It's just that this news is always going to be spread, and Donald didn't plan to stand idly by.

Right now, through Pamela and that Miss Meiweisi, his identity has been recognized by the outside world, and naturally he can't continue to hide in the hotel and always rely on the communication circle that may be discovered at any time to communicate with Sharis.

With that in mind, Donald suddenly turned to Pamela and said, "I need a dancer."

"Um?"

Pamela, who was also thinking about what happened just now, didn't realize what Donald meant for a while.

Just after leaving the attacked Machinery Association, why did the good-looking people suddenly need a dancer?

"Can't you hear me? I want a beautiful and elegant dancer... Forget it, I've never seen you before. I'll let the hotel people contact me later."

She glanced up and down at Pamela with disdain, and sneered inexplicably,

"I don't even know how to get in touch with the stripper, hehe, Servant, that's all?"

Pamela really didn't understand why she needed to know the dancer's contact information to be an aide, but from Donald's expression, she vaguely felt that she had been humiliated.

It's just that Donald's request was faithfully implemented after he arrived at the hotel.

He has money, and the hotel seems to be able to find people. This is a deal, so what else is there to say?

Besides, as Serveit Talos, let alone a dancer, he just wants to hold a party in this hotel, and Pamela probably can't say anything...

So as dusk approached, Donald waited for the dancer he needed.

"Sir, thank you very much for your help."

Lightly mentioning the fluffy pink lace skirt, the dancer thanked the guard who helped carry the luggage at the door. The delicate whiteness on her chest blinded the latter, and she stepped back with a smirk.

Pamela stood by with an expressionless face, but her eyes were on the dancer. She had to admit that this woman was really beautiful, and she deserved to be specially recommended by the hotel.

dong dong dong~

"Please come in."

There was a voice behind the door, and the dancer glanced at Pamela, who nodded and said that she could go in, and then turned around and entered the next room.

She had no interest in watching Serveit's naked convention.

Pushing open the door, Donald sat beside the porcelain table in the living room, holding a cup of steaming milk tea, looking up and down at the gorgeous woman who entered the door.

The dancer who was supposed to be flattering and laughing entered the door, but gave Donald a stern look, while he glanced to the side, and the dancer followed his line of sight, where there was a half-human-high exquisite phonograph.

Understanding what Donald meant, she trotted to turn it on, adjusted the volume at the bottom, and melodious music wafted out from the bright golden loudspeaker immediately.

"You must use this method to help me hide my identity?"

The dancing girl stood in front of Donald and asked in a deep voice.

"Miss Charis, if I remember correctly, when I first saw you outside the Howling Forest, you were dancing. Isn't that what you are doing? I thought about using this identity, you even pretended. No need, it's completely true to play, isn't it?"

That's right, this dancer is Xia Ruisi. As for the dancer's identity, Donald deliberately arranged to contact her through the phone at the front desk of the hotel, but the hotel misunderstood.

In fact, they can't be blamed entirely. After all, if a noble like Serveit Talos has no one to sleep with, it will arouse suspicion. It is impossible to say that there will be some bizarre rumors in the next two days.

After all, the delicate face of Serveit Talos, who took off his mask, is probably the favorite of many "special people".

"This is not a dancer, but... Forget it, you suddenly looked for me, what did you find?"

Now is obviously not the time to struggle with small details, and Charis cares more about Donald's purpose of contacting her urgently.

"The Machinery Association was invaded, I suspect it has something to do with you."

Taking a sip of milk tea, Donald spoke bluntly with the help of the phonograph's music.

"We haven't started yet, the matter of the Mechanical Association, wait, do you mean the Chosen One?"

Charis has never been a fool, and Donald just mentioned one sentence and she understood, and this was one of the reasons why Donald chose to cooperate with her.

Stupid teammates are often more prone to bad things than powerful enemies!

"That's right, she feels the same to me as you, and she's most likely a chosen person, but it's just that she slaughtered civilians in the street to attract the attention of the alien bureau~lightnovelpub.net~ This is not like what the chosen person should do. things."

The Chosen One that Donald has come into contact with so far is considered kind to ordinary people, and it is a bit surprising to suddenly encounter a Chosen One who acts so extreme.

"The gods in the starry sky don't all have goodwill towards this world, it's just that the sect recognized by the Ryan Empire is biased towards light and justice. There is light, and there is naturally darkness. The tyrannical gods also exist. Killing is for their believers. It's no different from slaughtering cattle and sheep... The wicked will have the faith of the wicked."

Xia Ruisi is not shy about talking about this aspect. After a simple explanation, she turned to ask,

"Whether the chosen person who appears in front of you shows obvious characteristics, such as weapons, fighting methods, and the type of magic used, can be used as a basis for judging the opponent's beliefs."

"I just glimpsed it from a distance, and there are people watching, let alone watching the battle, not even getting close. The only information that can be given is that she also has allies and has already started to take action. The invasion of the Machinery Association is the most obvious. Signal, and I am looking for you now, just to know what you think!"

It's not Donald's style to sit still.