Just when the black cat was still brooding about the name, he saw the older elder tap the ground with his scepter again, and the venue suddenly became quiet again.

"Now, ahem, I'm going to start announcing the most important things."

The atmosphere is serious.

The black cat was also held by Crofts in his arms to smoothen his hair. It glanced at the werewolf inadvertently, and saw that Crofts was still indifferent. It glanced at Edgar again, and his face was also indifferent. As if whatever was announced next had nothing to do with them.

But this meeting was obviously for the Wiggins family and this "holy beast".

Just listen to the elder continue to say: "Since the holy beast has appeared, it means that it will make a choice about the patriarch of the Wiggins family, and it will guide the two young people of the Wiggins family to conduct trials, and the one who completes the trial first. The man will be the new head of the Wiggins family."

The black cat was completely dumbfounded.

This kind of thing that sounds very important really has to be handed over to it, doesn't your big organization have a more reliable choice?

However, what shocked the cat was still behind.

The Presbyterian Church took out five pieces of paper and spread them out on the table one by one.

"All my colleagues here are very clear that we have a long-standing grudge with the blood clan, both of which were born under the dark night, but the various behaviors of the blood clan are really unbearable for us..."

The werewolf elder was in high spirits when he said this, and the commotion among the wolves was also echoing what he said.

"We continue to conduct crusades and fight back against the behavior of the blood clan hindering our fellow clan. You must not forget the honor we lost in the battle of 'Blood Moon Night', and the 'Golden Goddess who was divided up by the seven families' heart of'......"

Speaking of this, the atmosphere was suddenly pushed to the climax!

The black cat watched helplessly, and when he mentioned this heart, more than half of the werewolves had a fierce look in their eyes.

"The entire seven fragments have now been recaptured and two parts have been recaptured. Now the trial for the Wiggins family is to bring back one of the remaining five fragments." The elder looked in the direction of the holy beast, " In order to bring back our treasures, some young people who have been reckless in the past have sacrificed themselves to the cunning blood clan, but under the guidance of the holy beast, I believe that the future patriarch of the Wiggins family will definitely be able to achieve this."

"Now, ask the holy beast to make a choice."

The stunned black cat was pushed from behind, and then it started to slowly move forward for no apparent reason.

"Don't be nervous," Edgar's voice said.

"Just pick any one." Crofts was very indifferent.

Under the gaze of the werewolf in the entire hall, the black cat slowly moved forward in the direction in front of the elder, almost walking out of the speed of a baby.

It's not that it thinks so slowly, but the eyes of so many wolves are really amazing.

When he walked in, he found that the five pieces of paper were not exactly the same, with different patterns painted on them. Thinking of what the elder had just said, it obviously corresponds to the five families in the blood clan, and the werewolf surnamed Wiggins All that was to be done was to recapture some heart shards from the hands of one of the families.

The elder did not urge, but left enough time. The black cat sat upright, his eyes patrolling the five black pieces of paper.

There is one... that seems a little familiar?

Roses and swords.

It remembered that it was the symbol of the Lister family.

Suddenly, the black cat recalled the game experience when he was still in the castle. Prince Smollett of the Riester family seemed to have a very upstart aesthetic, just like the previous set of platinum and ruby ​​jewelry, he liked to collect various items. Plant gold things, but also show him.

There is a collection hall inside the castle. Once he was brought in, the prince introduced him various things. Looking back now, it seems that there really was such a golden heart fragment. At that time, he was asked if he wanted to take it. ......

If he took it away, and now took it out in front of these werewolves, he still didn't know what **** storms would be caused.

But the ghost knows whether it will cause any trouble if he goes to the Castle of Liszt again. The black cat decisively ruled out this option, and subconsciously stretched out his paw and pulled on the piece of paper painted with roses and swords. The tablet was thrown aside, out of sight.

Whoever goes there again is a dog.

"The holy beast has made its choice. The family emblem of roses and swords is the 'Bloody Butcher' Riester family. The new patriarch will go there and bring back the treasures that belong to us!" The werewolf elder suddenly stood up. , no longer see the old state before, and his spirit is like some medical miracle.

The scene is boiling.

The cat is stupid.

It was just completely out of subconscious action, and it was actually regarded as making a choice.

After being assimilated, did the IQ also decrease!

The black cat immediately opened its mouth and started howling, "Meow-"

It's meant to get this piece of paper out of the way!

But the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper, and the elderly elder was still a little excited, holding up the piece of paper and said: "The holy beast is also dissatisfied with this family, Lister - the sinful surname, from the old House Reese. To begin with is our most hated enemy, and this family has blood on its hands!"

The black cat was even more dizzy.

It felt like the name "Lister" was particularly filled with hatred, and some strange switch was triggered when this piece of paper was selected.

"Young people, we hope you can do better." He looked at the two reserve patriarchs of the Wiggins family, "If possible, not only bring back the fragments, but we also want to see something that can quell hatred... ..." The elder's eyes were burning.

"Let us see the determination of which of you wants to succeed the head of the clan."

To put it more bluntly, it means that it is best to hurt, or even kill, a blood clan member belonging to the Riester family.

Both Wiggins saluted the elder and motioned for the black cat to come back.

As the black cat walked back, he fell silent amid the cheers of the werewolves.

It can't help but think that the current members of the Lister family... won't be only three, right?

Smollett, Lambert, and it.

I don't seem to know if there are any other members.

There is nothing wrong with him himself. In the humanoid state, he is no longer a blood clan in appearance, and no one will find out his identity. But if these two werewolves were going to the castle, wouldn't it be Smollett alone there.

...and to this point, it seems that it is also because of it.

The black cat couldn't help feeling a touch of sympathy for the prince.

Hope you can still see the sun tomorrow, oh no, it should be the moon.

This nonsense thing is actually settled like this. It only took an hour to go online. Not only did it become a strange holy beast, but now it actually involves the issue of the blood race.

On the way back to Wiggins' house, the black cat contacted Lin Ling in his mind and repeated the situation to it.

"So why did it develop to this point?" Black Cat couldn't help but ask, "Is it the original plot, or is it a new change because of me?"

"It's already there. When the level of friendliness of the werewolf force reaches 30%, the quest related to the blood clan will be triggered, and a random clan will be the target." Lin Ling said, "But since you didn't take the initiative to accept the quest, you still Unconsciously brushing up to such a high level of friendliness, the root cause still starts from the bug you triggered."

Thinking of what he thought, the black cat asked again: "There is another question. When I just announced the target, I saw that these blood clans were very excited. The elder NPC also said that they killed a blood clan and paid blood for blood. Is this normal?"

God knows if the Lister family really only has three members.

Lin Ling was silent for a while.

"The task at this stage should only be to **** the fragments, but I don't know if there is a chain reaction on your side..."

The implication is that there should be no such thing as "killing the blood clan" now.

"Under normal circumstances, the most dead little NPCs, the data will come back as soon as the data is swiped, and no players will notice it for a while. As for the NPC you said about Prince Riester, it is very important. It is best not to let him die accidentally. The..." Lin Ling said again.

"Then what should I do?"

It's here to fix bugs, not to create bugs. God knows what will happen next.

"I'll give you a suggestion, don't let the relevant NPCs meet if you can find a way." Lin Ling said, "The most important thing is not the fragments, and you are a 'sacred beast', as long as the fragments come back, you can't see anyone. If there is no blood, the werewolf and the vampire will not fight."

The black cat actually felt that what the other party said made sense.

"But then again, Riester is the boss of the dungeon you were trapped in, right? What happened when you were trapped in the game? Tell me?"

"...When can you turn my character back into a human."

"Going to write the program, goodbye." Lin Ling directly closed the call.

The black cat couldn't help sighing, this work was too tiring.

To be honest, he is now slowly not understanding the meaning of finding him to test for bugs. Even if the problem is detected, why continue to go online, and this inexplicable quest line has to be continued.

The reason given by Lin Ling is that the computing mechanism inside the game is very complicated, and an important NPC needs to be slowly corrected after being influenced by him, but... it's really not that he thinks too much, it's like making excuses to ask Just leave him in the game...

Only the high salary offered by Mr. Lu could soothe his doubts a little.

Alas, it's really too much to give.

Mao Mao sighed again, feeling that he was almost unable to resist the temptation, as if he knew there was a problem but still had the urge to look inside and try.

After returning to the mansion, the black cat slept for two days without eating, and the two werewolves took it to the restaurant first. Edgar kept his promise very much, let the black cat stand on his shoulders, and pick whatever ingredients he saw in the back kitchen.

Without hesitation, the black cat picked a steak with a beautiful texture, which was bigger than himself.

It also eats!

He was surrounded by a small napkin and waited obediently at the dining table. After a while, he saw the servant bring the plate up. It opened its eyes wide and watched the servant lift the lid...

It was goat milk and meat paste again.

The cat is not happy.

"It's mixed with beef this time," Edgar explained thoughtfully.

And Mao Mao watched helplessly as the piece it carefully picked out was cooked, served with spices and sauces, and placed in two portions in front of the two werewolves.

Crofts touched the cat's head, "Such a small cat, what kind of beef does it eat, and eat your food obediently."

Fraud, even cats.

The cat is particularly aggrieved.

Set off for the blood race territory tomorrow, don't count on it to help!