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Behind Elok, a stern female voice suddenly appeared, making him startled.

He looked back and saw that the astral body that belonged to Namsha appeared, and he was a little relieved.

Scared me.

"I'm not shaking my hand. I will inform you in the afternoon, who told you not to come." Elok complained in a low voice.

"I told you. Act at night. Otherwise, I will startle the snake." Namsha's cold voice sounded again. "The experience of long-term confrontation with anti-volition tells me that rather than killing an unimportant traitor impulsively, it is really useful to hit the weakness and core of the anti-volition."

"If you can't dig out the roots, they will spring up like bamboo shoots after the rain."

"Obviously, the middle-level traitor you mentioned is a rare high-level figure. Now that we have found it, we should make long-term plans to obtain more battle results instead of directly killing it impulsively."

Is this teaching me?

Elok looked at the shadow behind him in surprise, and retorted:

"Rather than letting go of the opportunity, I still think it's more appropriate to kill directly."

Namsha didn't quarrel with Elok, and now it was useless to say these. Instead, it said:

"I didn't expect Captain Jack to live up to his reputation, and he would be able to kill directly against a powerful fourth-level traitor in a short time. But don't underestimate these anti-will traitors. They are not the strongest in combat, but they always like to use various conspiracies and conspiracies. Calculate to create traps for others."

"I feel the same way." Elokke agreed.

He was also deeply impressed by counter-volitional traps and conspiracies. It is true that the combat effectiveness of each traitor is not very high.

At least compared with professions like demons and pirates, it's far behind.

The traitor triumphed in the dark erosion. And the concealment of dual professions.

Namsha appeared from the shadows, nodded slightly, and said: "Even if it is us, we must take it seriously. Tell us about our goal this time."

Elok nodded. Pointing to the villa where the ball is in front, he said:

"It is certain that a third-level judge traitor is among them."

Subsequently, his hands used yesterday to reappear the image of the judge. Then continued:

"There are more than a dozen transcendents, but it's not certain whether there are other traitors. Ordinary people other than this can't judge whether they belong to the anti-will camp."

After that, he looked at Namsha, but found that Namsha's expression was a little weird, which seemed to be unbelievable and suspicious.

"What's wrong? Is the situation tricky?" Elok asked. "Still doubting the accuracy of the intelligence?"

"No." Namsha shook her head decisively and denied Elok's conjecture. "I was thinking that Captain Jack's level is amazing."

She entered the shadows again, leaving a sentence: "Leave it to me."

Elok shrugged casually, and once again turned into a cat hiding under the tree to observe in secret.

Seeing no change, I feel bored.

He was lying on the ground on all fours, with his front paws touching each other. Shouted casually:

"Connor?"

"how?"

"I thought you left?" Elok said casually.

"I'm thinking, when did you enter the temple?"

"Since I was young. Since I have a memory. I started training in the sanctuary of Droll City." Connor's voice came. "The temple in Droll City is in charge of the meals. But Dameya doesn't care. It's really annoying."

What to do~~~

Why did the style of painting change suddenly?

Elok glanced at the small shadow in surprise. He shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Did Roman train you?"

"Yes. It's Instructor Roman. She is always strict. But take care of the food." Connor replied with some yearning in his voice.

Elok suddenly patted his head, but he restrained the movement and continued to ask:

"Do you know that the assassin's third-level skill is called mist or smoke? The effect is to create a mist, silence everyone except yourself, and block the line of sight."

"What?" Connor said in a puzzled voice, then paused, and then replied somewhat aggrieved: "My level is not enough. I have been a second-level assassin for less than three months, and my contribution to the temple is still zero. ."

"Um~~~ okay. It seems that I still have to ask Namsha. I plan to buy a skill to supplement my combat effectiveness." Ailock replied helplessly.

He didn't expect Connor much at first, but just asked a question when he was idle to watch the game.

"Captain Jack? Are you an assassin too? It sounds like your name is more like a meteorologist and oceanographer." Connor asked cautiously.

"No. I'm a pirate." Elok laughed at himself. Then, with a funny smile on his face, he said:

"Haven't you read my information?"

"Well~~~ The temple does not have your information. Maybe my confidentiality level is not enough." Connor said helplessly.

She paused, changing her tone and said, "It's just. Captain Jack, you turned out to be the favored one of the goddess? This is shocking. Instructor Roman is not. The only favored one I have seen is Instructor Namsha."

Elok laughed bitterly, thinking, do you think I want the identity of this favored one? I'm not being forced to be helpless, can I say something to the goddess, I don't believe you, don't you ask me to do anything?

That might die faster than suicide.

There was a little helplessness and maturity in his tone, like an elder with many adventurous experiences, and said:

"This stems from an adventure. I wonder if you have heard of the legend of the treasure, the legend of the misty treasure of the mysterious sea, which is widely circulated on the mysterious sea?"

Connor seemed to be reminiscing, and after a silence, he said, "No impression. I have been training in the temple. But it sounds very~~exciting."

Elok shrugged and continued: "It was this experience that made me the favored one of the goddess. I ran into that treasure. Unfortunately, there were no gold and silver treasures in it. Instead, there was only a saint surrounded by mist. Tang."

"Wow, it's cool." Connor exclaimed, enviedly said. "The only experience I have ever gone to sea is to take an exam. It was on the Droll."

"What?" Elok looked at the shadow in surprise.

Your action on the Droll was an exam?

In other words, the content of the exam is to kill Earl Edward?

I also helped you?

Oh~~~ Damn it.

If it were not for me, you would never pass the exam.

Sure enough, I came to pay the debt.

In the end, I will bear the consequences of bringing a novice.

"Yes, in the end I completed this task brilliantly and completed the exam. Now I am a qualified assassin."

Connor looked a little excited, showing off his achievements. But the important role that Elok played in it was not stated at all.

She herself might not have realized that if it weren't for Elok, she would have never completed such a task.

"Okay. You are really a qualified assassin." Elok let out a breath and said hypocritically.

"Right, you think so too?" Connor asked excitedly. She seemed to have opened the chatterbox and continued to chatter endlessly:

"I grew up for so many years, this is the first person to say that to me. Instructor Roman always scolds me for being stupid, saying that I can only cry. I am blind as an assassin."

"Instructor Namsha never cares about me. She will only go to work and work. I rarely see her. Although I call her an instructor, she has never taught me anything."

"The other assassins either have missions, or the dragons see their heads and miss the ends, and no one has ever taught me ~lightnovelpub.net~ and didn't even say a word to me."

"I don't know what I should do, and I have never completed the task. I don't know how to complete it. The money that the Roman instructor gave me has long been used up by me, so I can only use some assassin skills. Survived."

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Although Elok hated Connor, he didn't interrupt Connor's chatter.

Instead, she heard the full of helplessness and longing for a teacher from her words.

Who didn't grow up from a novice?

Besides, he is still a minor who has been growing up in the church with little experience.

What she lacks is probably not the mastery of the assassin's skills, but a guide.

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