Magical Strategist

rain!

heavy rain.

The siblings didn't know how long they had been soaked in the wind and rain. Until a familiar figure ran over quickly.

Zhen Ye raised his head slightly and saw his father Ode, soaked to the skin, holding an umbrella for his siblings.

"Dad." Zhenye said feebly.

Oded no longer repeated mantras such as God and Allah. He helped Zhenye up. Oded, who had always been weak, had no idea where the brute force came from and lifted his daughter up. "Why, could it be that dad's shoulders can't give you warmth?"

"Dad...I..." Maya didn't say anything, she just threw herself into Oded's arms and cried.

In this situation, what can a man and a father do? Seeing that Odd didn't say any words of comfort, he just patted True Leaf on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's time for us to go home." Then he squatted down and signaled that he would carry True Dragon back. "Afraid dad can't carry you?"

The real dragon hesitated, and finally climbed onto Odd's shoulder. Zhenye opened an umbrella to protect the father and son from the rain.

The three people left slowly.

In the principal's office, Nuka, who was leaning against the window sill, watched the three people leave with a little guilt on his face. He said to himself: "Odd, I'm sorry." He lit a pack of cigarettes and blew out He lit a few smoke rings and continued to mutter to himself: "Actually, you should have appeared a long time ago. Ling Jing's death has changed you a lot. Now you may have forgotten how to use a sword."

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Feiya sat on the sofa in the principal's office, watching her grandpa keep saying incomprehensible words from the moment he walked in until now.

Nuka came to his senses and closed the window.

"Is Er Shun really okay?" Apparently, Feiya was still complaining about Nuca's barbaric behavior just now.

Nukka nodded and said: "You care about others so much? You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from grandpa's sharp eyes."

"What are you talking about?" Feiya understood what Nouka meant and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Nuca waved his hand, meaning to tell Feiya not to feel shy, and said: "Grandpa has been the principal for so many years, whether he is talented or mediocre, and whether the ink or paste in his belly is, I can tell at a glance. To be honest, this kid Lille It’s a seedling.”

"Really? But he..." Feiya wanted to say that Lille's grades were at the bottom of the class, and he was very trouble-making and was often bullied.

"Knowing that Lille has a lot of shortcomings, why do you prefer him?" Nuka asked rhetorically.

Feiya lowered her head and thought about it. This was really a puzzling question, because even she didn't know why she chose him. Does Lille have any merit? Apart from a so-so appearance, there is nothing else he wants. Because I grew up naked? Because they are childhood sweethearts?

Nuca patted Fiya on the head and said with a smile: "If you follow him in the future, grandpa will be very relieved."

"I don't want it. What's so good about him?" Feiya's duplicity could not escape Nuca's eyes. She probably wanted to say: It's great if you don't object.

Nouka happily smoked a cigarette.

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The next morning.

The rain continued to fall with no intention of stopping.

The mysterious Wilshamut Forest is still green. It is shrouded in mist and rain and has a unique mood. What a beautiful nature.

From a distance, the entire city of Pazzi is shrouded in white mist and rain. The main street in the city center, the office building of the municipal government, the teaching building of Shacheng College, and the altar of sacred beasts made of red bricks can be vaguely seen.

Those buildings seem to be able to express their unique look only when it rains. The stone slabs on the streets, the tiles on the roofs, the ivy on the walls, and the red bricks drink the rain and dew and play beautiful music.

The streets are busy with traffic and pedestrians everywhere. They were holding umbrellas, some going to work, some going to the market, it was very lively.

A group of energetic teenagers got on the surgical bags and went to school happily.

The sound of "boom" and "pop" came again from the school.

Another busy day!

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The lights in the city hall conference building have been on all night. The mayor convened a meeting with all cadres from the Intelligence Department, Security Department, Guard Department, and Education Department. Compared to the major events that are about to happen, what does staying up late count?

The "bald" mayor, Rondoni, was an elderly god of war. He was smoking and sitting in the middle of the rectangular table. He blew out a smoke ring, and it was said that his skill in spitting out smoke rings was no less than that of Nouka. He stared at the smoke ring rising into the sky for a long time, and suddenly shouted proudly: "Look, do you see it? How gorgeous it is." The circle!”

Lundoni's words relieved the tense atmosphere in the conference room and gave one or two tired veteran cadres a shot of refreshment.

Nuca, an unknown person in the Ministry of Education and the principal of Shacheng College, said disdainfully: "Old nun, you can't compare to me when it comes to blowing out smoke rings. Look, what I spit out is round with a square inside, and a square with a flattened side. It can be said to be the highest smoke ring." Advance... Okay, what a circle!" Nukka said, vomiting a string of words.

Lundoni's pupils were dilated, and his face was full of shame.

There was another burst of laughter from everyone present.

"Okay, the intermission is over, let's continue the meeting." Rondoni came back to his senses, poured out the tobacco, sorted out the information on the table, and his expression returned to seriousness. "Even 6 old heroes including myself, no, 5 old heroes and 1 young hero, you all listen carefully. I will have my assistant write down the specific implementation plan on paper and send it to you when you go back. It is also conveyed to every officer in the same way. Remember, no disclosure or publicity to the outside world is allowed. Don’t give me Alzheimer’s disease. The older I get, the more I need to be careful and trustworthy, do you hear me?”

"Uh-huh!", "Okay, good circle, good circle", "Hey, hey, hey~", "Hoo ho", the four old fools expressed in different ways that they heard clearly. Lundoni has long been used to the old man. The way they answered, so I wasn't angry. They look disdainful and immodest, but they never compromise on their mission. Only Piro replied respectfully: "As you command!"

"Xiaopi, how is your injury?" Lundoni asked caringly.

When Piro heard the mayor asking about the injury, he quickly and respectfully said, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Lundoni nodded and continued, "We can't find a more suitable candidate than you in the city, so your task this time is very difficult. If you need anything, just ask."

Piro shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the task. It's just..." Piro suddenly thought of a very practical problem: half of the monthly wages should be handed over to Zhenye, and the other half should be handed over to Zhenye. , the few gold coins in his pocket were still private money that he hid at the risk of his life. What can a few gold coins do?

"It's just what? It's just that the travel expenses to Shengjia are not enough, right?" After thinking about it, Lundoni revealed the mystery.

The mayor is the mayor, a man of God, Piro said.

"When the meeting is over, you can come to my office to get the 1 yellow diamond fund. Is that enough?" Lundoni said generously.

1黄钻？皮洛以为是自己听错了。1黄钻那是什么概念，皮洛每个月的工钱是10金币，1黄钻相当于皮洛整整8年的工钱！10铁币\u003d1铜币，10铜币\u003d1银币，10银币\u003d1金币，100金币\u003d1蓝钻，10蓝钻\u003d1黄钻，皮洛掰着手指头算了起来。从帕奇市到圣加市，就算全程坐高档马车也顶多50金币，市长给的这些钱完全能坐20个来回，算到这皮洛竟流出哈喇子。

"When will the reinforcements arrive?" the head of the guard suddenly asked.

"I have sent people to the surrounding cities overnight to ask for help, and it will take two days at most." the intelligence minister replied.

Hoho, even though the Guards Department nodded in response, they still had doubts. What if reinforcements don't arrive in two days? The 2 or so men under my command have not fought in a long time. Most of them are old men. There are very few young and strong boys. Moreover, these soldiers are usually neglected in training. Their opponents are 500 elite beasts. Based on this situation, It takes almost 300 soldiers to fight an orc alone, and he needs at least 5 soldiers to have any chance of winning.