Super Trick or Treat System

"The leader of this command organization calls it the woman you are going to be-it seems to be a woman: a very fascinated creature, infinitely superior to her entire people; biologists call it'sports', I believe -Deviated from the overall racial trend.

"This leader claims to be the Flame Priestess Liaen, the mother of life, the giver of death, and other things that sound very loud. We have called her to the base for questioning, and when she stayed here for a while So far, she has learned almost nothing from her, she is very smart, very attractive, very feminine-but she didn't reveal anything, she didn't want to reveal.

"Our purpose for bringing her here is twofold: first, to obtain information from her that we can get, and if possible, to stop her from activities; second, to deprive her of the leadership of the cult when you conduct investigations. status.

"Then your order is simple: you will go immediately and inquire about the activities of the order. In any case, it must be smashed; I will leave it to you the way. You will fully cooperate with the person in charge regarding Operation Lakos; they It’s the people on Earth, you may rely on them secretly; but please don’t hold any belief in any; you may suspect that the entire local residents have participated in this cult’s rituals, and they are treacherous and cruel people at best. Commander Officer, do you have any questions?"

"No." I told him. "I have the right to take any action I think is appropriate?"

"Yes, it's up to you. Of course," he added rather hastily, "you understand the importance of our termite supply. Under the current conditions in Lacos, only Laconians can count on commercial Collect it, and our reserve supply does not. We naturally want to increase production there, not endanger it. This is a delicate task, but I believe you and your soldiers will handle it for us. I know you Will do."

At that time, he stood up with a smile on his face and raised his hand to indicate that my hand reached out to me, which marked the son of the whole earth, thus ending the interview.

Me, where I was talking in the officer, we have decided to promise an interesting task, but full of difficulties. It has been set up against Lokosh more than once, and we all have unpleasant memories of the place.

The sunlight on Lakos was pale green and thin, lacking warmth and vitality. The vegetation is fragile and almost colorless, more like mushroom growth. The residents are suspicious and unfriendly.

Thinking back to the typical Laconian people, what is even more surprising is that polite creatures like Liane emerged from among them. They are a dark race with Beetle's brows, rough muscles, thick joints, knotted, and speak their own mother tongue. Few people speak a common language.

But the flame priestess Liane! Her image kept coming to my mind. A woman wants to turn a man's head! If I read her brilliant blue eyes correctly, then such a turn would be dangerous, because Liane doesn't have a soft woman's soul.

"It's a beautiful woman, isn't it, sir?" Hendricks commented when I paused in a restless rhythm and glanced at the two-dimensional chart.

"Stowaway? But." I agreed shortly. "And we are the main instigator sent to eliminate trouble."

"It seems almost-almost unbelievable, doesn't it?"

"Why, Mr. Hendricks?"

And entered before my junior officer answered. I think he is happy that he has no excuses for giving his reasons.

"Well, sir, she is on alert," Corey reported. "Then what should I do now?"

I admit, "That's a problem. After all, she is an important person in the family. I was assembled as a guest of the Council, maybe a VIP, and I was taken to the base. And, considering that for us, this job is difficult Yes, it seems to have rebelled against her too much. What do your gentlemen think?"

"I think you are right, sir." Hendricks said quickly. "I think she should be given all consideration."

My ordinary second-class officer glanced curiously. He said, "In any case, I know she has become a friend." "Don't let yourself slip away, my child; I've met people like her before. They are dangerous."

"Thank you, but there is no need to warn, Mr. Kincaid." Hendrix replied stiffly, rushing his check angrily. "I just expressed the requested opinion."

"Gentlemen, let's let that phase disappear," I cut sharply when I saw Kinkade's eyes twinkling. Believe that a woman incites disputes and discomfort! "How should we treat her?"

"I believe, sir," Corey said, "we treat her very well. Treat her as a distinguished guest; treat bad situations well. If she is what the chief thinks, then I must lick the boss of our clothes, and then There is no need to touch her in the wrong way."

"Then you, Mr. Kincaid?"

"I think there is no choice. In this case, we can't regard her as the culprit; her position and gender will prevent it."

"Well, good; we seem to agree. We will find a suitable place for her-"

"I gave her mine," Hendricks said. "I think Corey will let me be with him."

"Okay." Corey nodded.

Kincaid glanced at Hendricks sharply, but said nothing. But I know he was just thinking about what I am: my young third-level army is in a bad period.

How terrible, I don't think neither of us guessed.

Liane becomes a member of the chaos of Officer Eltak. She occupied Hendrix's special cabin, and I have to admit that for a woman, her excellent judgment kept her there most of the time.

She knows the reason for our mission, but this is a subject we have never discussed. According to the commander-in-chief, we also did not mention that she was the sect of the sect. When we got together to discuss, we did talk about all other general topics.

Liane is a very smart conversationalist. Her voice is fascinating, and her words are always clear. She is a good listener; she is flattered by the most casual words.

In my opinion, she is very kind to Hendricks. When he spoke, her strange, striking blue eyes rarely left his face, and most of her words seemed to be spoken to him. Naturally, Hendricks responded, like a flower responding to the warmth of the sun.

"Sir, we will do very well to keep our attention to young people." Corey said one morning. I think I have explained before that even in the ever-changing dark space, we arbitrarily divide time into day and night. "Unless I make a serious mistake, Hendrix will be a victim of blue eyes."

"He is still young." I shrugged. "We will be there in two days, and then we will get rid of her."

"Yes," Corey nodded, "We will be there in a few days. I hope we can get rid of her. But-assuming this is serious, sir?"

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