Kicked out of Rhodes Island, a small quilt was covered in the hole of the Longmen Bridge

Dougs laughed, and then prepared to leave with the 'prey' he caught this time.

"This guy, this bastard—I'm going to kill him!"

Mandela, who was hiding in the gap with the wall, kept trying to break free. The past hatred for the nobles, coupled with the panic that he was almost kidnapped like this, made Mandela wish he could rush up and summon the stone puppet to crush the guy, but Bai Hua still tightly controlled it.

"Don't stop me, Bai Hua... Bai Hua?"

When Mandela was trying to break free, she saw Bai Hua's eyes, the pair of blue and golden pupils.

It was just a gathering of eyes, not even a 'convergence', because Bai Hua didn't look at him at all.

But even so, Bai Hua's eyes made Mandela stop struggling.

It wasn't Gray Wolf's sleepy or idiot-like eyes.

It's rather... a monster-like icy gaze that is not of the same species as himself, born specifically for "hunting".

After Noble Dougs left, Bai Hua and Mandela left through the gap in the wall and returned to the doctor's room. The gate of the hospital was a little loose due to the intrusion of soldiers. Fortunately, those soldiers did not search the inside, but just glanced at it. I was blindfolded, so I didn't find the doctor's condition.

"Continue talking about the previous topic, Mandela."

Bai Hua looked at the crossbow arrows and sabers on the side wall, these strange things that should not appear in the hospital, and talked to Mandela at the same time.

"Anger is an instinct that anyone has, but it doesn't accomplish anything."

Bai Hua took off the crossbow, briefly checked whether it could be used normally, and put it aside after confirming that there was no problem.

"But [making a plan] is different, unlike anger, which most people don't have, but it's an important variable in getting there."

Bai Hua then took off the machete, and Gray Wolf gently pinched the blade with his fingers. After confirming the blade status, he tentatively inserted the machete in his waist, then pulled it out and placed it next to the crossbow.

"What you have to learn is to control your instincts and learn to make plans, Mandela."

Bai Hua finally looked at the film girl. Although her blue-gold pupils were still colder than usual, at least they didn't have the piercing feeling that made her tremble all over when she was in the barn.

"Plan... what plan?"

"The 'doctor' is right. Ore disease does not distinguish between identities. Even nobles may be infected with ore disease. Therefore, in order to prevent this situation and facilitate the concealment of the disease, they usually have some medicines in the warehouse. Just because of this The political stance of things is relatively sensitive, so they generally only hide in the inner structure of the castle."

"Are we going to rush in and destroy the entire castle?"

Mandela looked at Bai Hua, pinched the origin stone staff in his hand and asked.

"How is it possible--no, it's not wrong to say so, but we need to think of other ways. Maybe I can destroy a family, but I don't really want to do that, and the risk is too high, revenge Almost devastated. I'm still going to try another plan if I can."

"I always feel like you, Bai Hua, just said something terrible..."

Mandela blinked. This gray wolf would always inadvertently say something horrific with words like eating, drinking, and the weather.

"Do you know who 'Doctor' really is, Mandela?"

"Middle-aged unemployed Lupus uncle?"

"Uh... maybe now, but before that?"

Bai Hua rubbed her ears, how could she feel that Mandela's words gave herself to AOE.

"I do not know."

"I don't know too much, but this is just a reasonable guess. If everything goes well, maybe we can get the medicine to treat the doctor relatively easily."

Bai Hua took out a photo from the corner of the doctor's desk. In the photo, the doctor was wearing a military uniform, and beside him was another male white wolf who was also wearing a military uniform but with more badges.

Beside the man was a Lupu girl with light yellow hair, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a copy of "Military History of the Empire" in her hand.

Bai Hua, who was in a daze in Victoria, was not completely waiting to die. Under the call of the nobleman "Dougs", Bai Hua would occasionally hear some news about Victoria, and one of them was a story about the "White Wolf Noble". rumors.

As old as King Aslan, full of honor, and of a blood that will never fail.

If there is no problem with his own reasoning, if that 'White Wolf' can pass his own test—maybe in a few days, one of the nobles in Victoria's territory will disappear.

Bai Hua was thinking, as an existence wanted by King Teresis, and as an existence targeted by Ursus' inner guards, now, with these identities, he was about to take the initiative to throw himself into the storm circle of the Victorian nobles.

Bai Hua knew very well that he could not predict the consequences of the situation. No one could predict what would happen after the butterfly flapped its wings.

The only question is--after all the dust has settled, what will I do with the lovely, unworldly, humble and polite heir of the 'Dougs family'?

Bai Hua will not be the judge, but what about Mandela?

He didn't know whether he should let Mandela's hands be stained with blood to gain 'strength', or... choose some other path.

Looking at the 'doctor' on the bed and Mandela sitting on the side, Bai Hua was a little confused.

Chapter 220 Meeting the White Wolf and the Wolverine Wolf

"Speculation—what speculation?"

In the doctor's room, Mandela tilted her head in confusion, as if she didn't understand what Bai Hua meant by "reasonable speculation".

"This picture should already make it obvious - the doctor is not a real doctor, before becoming the 'undocumented doctor' of this village, it is clear that his real identity is actually a soldier, and very old in Victoria The aristocratic blood 'White Wolf' has a deep friendship."

Bai Hua handed Mandela a group photo of the doctor on the table, another older Luper, and a young girl holding a war book in her hand, and said at the same time.

"Is it just like this? Hmph... Those so-called nobles are not good things, maybe they are just guys who are in front of the face and behind the scenes, and they are not friends of the doctor at all!"

Mandela retorted somewhat unconvinced, a photo can't explain everything.

"Maybe it is true. I can only analyze the relationship between him and Earl White Wolf as a 'friend' through the furnishings in the doctor's room, but I can't guarantee how the earl treats the doctor."

"In that case—"

"Since this is the case, it will not hinder the original plan. All we have to do is to contact the current 'White Wolf' through this relationship line, and then find some common interests, so that she can join this operation. That's all. That's all."

Bai Hua seriously analyzed with Mandela what she was going to do next.

"Well, is this reliable? Trust a noble or something——Bai Hua, your head is not broken, right?"

Mandela glanced at the gray wolf in front of him. Although he felt that this guy's idea was unreliable, but he couldn't find anything to refute it, so Mandela could only talk rubbish like this.

"Actually, it's really not reliable, but at least it's better than sneaking into the castle alone. At least in the current situation, it's impossible for me to sneak in and kill all their families without alarming anyone."

When she was in the Tower of Babel, Bai Hua would often do some similar tasks, sneak into a certain area alone, and carry out assassination operations against local leaders or important clues.

Gray Wolf completed almost all the tasks assigned to Bai Hua at that time, but this was not only because of the set of assassination techniques that Bai Hua had learned from Ascalon, but also because of the assassination techniques that Bai Hua had learned from Ascalon. The intelligence operators obtain all kinds of intelligence obtained previously as a foreshadowing.

The risks and difficulties of an assassination mission like this one without any intelligence and logistics support are almost infinite-but if you have a companion, everything will be much easier.

"Well……"

Bai Hua glanced at Mandela at the side, only to find that Mao Mao had once again fallen into the mode of brain overload meowing meowing.

Obviously, the plan I described is so simple that it can be expressed clearly by summarizing it into two words, "shaking people", why does Mandela still have an incomprehensible expression...

"...Promise me Mandela, no matter what happens in the future, you must not engage in political-related things."

Bai Hua asked Mandela in a pitiful tone not to get involved in careers that required brains and calculations, otherwise this guy would be 100% sold and count the money for others.

"Although I'm not interested in those... But why? I'm not an idiot."

Mandela pouted to refute Bai Hua, asking why Gray Wolf wouldn't allow herself to do this type of thing.

"Yes, Mandela is not an idiot."

Bai Hua rubbed Mandela's ears, and said in a tone of caring for an idiot.

"Don't say it in such a tone, damn Bai Hua!"

It seems that even if it is Mandela, the overly obvious behavior can still make the cat realize that he is being regarded as a fool. Mandela frowned and hugged the gray wolf's ear just to bite, and the wolf broke out again in the small clinic. howl.

Probably after making a shake-up plan and preparing to bring the 'White Wolf' into this operation, Bai Hua stayed by the doctor's side until he finally woke up.

The doctor who woke up first heard Bai Hua's apology because he saw his personal belongings when he was in a coma, and then Bai Hua asked the doctor to meet Earl White Wolf.

"Don't even think about it—cough, cough, why do you think I came here to be a doctor instead of going back with that guy? We've fought in so many wars before that we started to question why we fought , now that guy finally has his own child and can be a stubborn old man honestly, I don't have the slightest plan to mix him into these shits again... Cough cough!"

The doctor's rebuttal was very firm. He and his old friend had already returned to the field, and no matter what happened, he would not be involved in those incidents again.

"There are two things that are different, doctor——first, what we need to contact may not be the former Earl of White Wolf, but his successor. As for the second point... When you are asleep, come from the village An uninvited guest."

Bai Hua told about the arrival of the nobles of the Dougs family in the village, raising taxes and forcibly taking away the residents.

"Everything is getting out of control, doctor. Now there is no way to 'pursue stability'. Although the noble's target is not me and Mandela, his minions have reached out to everyone."

"..."

The doctor frowned. He knew very well what would happen to such a village if it was targeted by the nobles. There are too many villages and city-states on the Ursus Ice Field. They would not see their lords for a year, but they would be overwhelmed by heavy taxes. Death, this is a vicious circle that there is almost no way to stop, unless... unless the local nobles are brought down from power.

"I will not use the relationship between you and Earl White Wolf to try to kidnap the heir lady to help me. If the conversation itself does not go well, everything will go on as usual. I will choose to use other methods to stop this farce."

Bai Hua did not talk about the topic of ore disease medicine from the beginning to the end. After all, Bai Hua did not want the doctor to realize that her own illness was also a large part of the factor in the action against the nobles of Dougs.

Although the drugs to prevent ore disease can be purchased in some specific pharmacies, the special drugs that can 'delay ore disease' - most of them come from Rhine Life, and these drugs can only be obtained through specific channels.

After all, anyone who buys this medicine already means some kind of information.Therefore, only some dignitaries can obtain such drugs through channels to conceal and delay possible ore disease infections.

"—I understand, I will contact him and create a chance for you to talk. But as for what will happen between you and the current 'White Wolf', this is beyond my knowledge, Bai Hua— — cough cough cough!"

"That's enough, doctor. I'll take care of the rest."

Bai Hua thanked the doctor for bowing very seriously.

"Obviously logically speaking, you are the one who 'tried to settle the matter', but ended up bowing to me... Seriously, who are you, Bai Hua? Cough cough cough - normal people don't have 'confrontation' The idea of ​​a nobleman, that is too foolish a fantasy, but you... are different."

The doctor looked at the gray wolf in front of him. He had a lot of experience, but it was obvious that there was an existence like the gray wolf boy in front of him, and he had never seen a similar existence from the beginning to the end.

"It's just a wolf that can be seen everywhere, leaving the family."

Bai Hua still didn't show a smile, but responded flatly.

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After getting the doctor's permission, Bai Hua started to deal with the next preparation steps.

The first is to investigate the current White Wolf.

Graduated from the Royal Victoria Academy of Guards, joined the Army Group, has many meritorious deeds, is upright and brave, and has no aristocratic pretensions——

Seems like a good target, maybe she inherited the noble white wolf blood from her parents as rumored.

After confirming the contact time, Gray Wolf first borrowed a set of formal clothes from Doctor Guan, although it was a little loose after wearing it, and Mandela said with a look of disgust that "it looks like 40 years older", but At least now, at first glance, it is not too outrageous to say that he is a "rich guy who dresses casually".

Immediately afterwards, Bai Hua asked the tailor at the entrance of the village to sew a dress for Mandela.

Because when Mandela was a "hospital receptionist", she gained a lot of popularity because of her "fun to bully" character. Therefore, after receiving Bai Hua's request, the tailor went all out and sewed a Although the set looks a bit strange, it is also a pretty costume.

"You want me to wear this kind of clothes...?"

Mandela was obviously taken aback when she saw the dark black dress decorated with gold patterns, and then quickly waved her hands to indicate that she couldn't wear it.

"This, this is too... that, if you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Mandela was very resistant to that set of clothes. After all, for Kitty Maomao, she used to wear clothes similar to 'rags' all the time, and now she was suddenly asked to wear such serious clothes, even a bit 'serious' Qi' clothes, of course, I resist very much, and I feel that I can't match them from the bottom of my heart.

"I think it should be very suitable, try it, Mandela."

Bai Hua handed the dress to Mandela, but Mao Mao hid in the corner with a face of reluctance like avoiding a cucumber.

"I do not want it……!"

Inferiority and shyness mixed together, making Mandela unwilling to put on that dress no matter what, and she desperately got into the corner.

"If you put it on, I will ask Uncle Leon to prepare fresh ingredients at night, and then I will cook for you to cook Kazdel's special stew."

"I don't want it! You big liar, you said that the food you cook is so delicious, and I almost died in the end! I, I, I will never be fooled by you again, stupid protein birch!"

Bai Hua tried to use food to seduce Mandela, but the result seemed to have the opposite effect, and instead made the cat completely blow up.

But there was no way around that, after all, because the filter was too strong when eating for the first time, Mandela had always misunderstood that Bai Hua's cooking skills were very good.

Later, after the two settled down in the village, Bai Hua finally had a whim to show Mandela's cooking skills one day, but the poor Mao Mao didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at first, she just waited for Bai Hua to serve with anticipation. Membership-only gourmet dining.

Even when Mandela saw Bai Hua bringing the pile of pate cub excrement, she still had the illusion that "it's just a bad appearance".

Unfortunately, when Mandela put the spoon into his mouth, Mandela, whose tail, ears, hair and hair all exploded in an instant, jumped up on the spot. Mandela, who had never really seen the stars, at that moment But I saw a corner of the eternal silence of the universe.

Since then, although Bai Hua can still use "snacks" to fool cats and cats, as long as the topic of "cooking by herself" is discussed, no matter how Bai Hua can guarantee that "the last time was just an accident", Mandela will only assume an attacking posture With a breath of fried hair, he indicated how far Bai Hua was from the kitchen.

A little farther away, back to the present——

"It's part of the plan, Mandela."

Bai Hua was still holding the dress to catch Mandela, and Mandela was still scurrying around, as if she would never wear such clothes.

"I don't care about your plan! Anyway, I, I can't understand...!"

After Mandela finished speaking, she blushed a little. In a sense, this is also an 'I'm announcing something'.