Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 94 Goodbye Claire

   "Don't worry." Vito Tutt wiped his mouth with the napkin next to his hand, and said lightly.

  In him, there is an indifferent temperament similar to Gregoria Kate.

  However, Gregoria Kate's temperament is more cold and indifferent, while he tends to be aloof and indifferent.

   "This guy is a bit confusing." Hugh Defoe didn't really despise Art.

  I have already investigated his information, a fallen noble from the countryside, somehow was accepted as a student by Professor Hughes, and then met Moore Lane by chance.

   Judging from his origin and experience, he has no inheritance, and his knowledge is narrow, but somehow, he is full of weirdness.

  I thought that designing a traffic accident, supplemented by a wasp killer, would be foolproof and would not involve myself.

   Unexpectedly, he actually mastered a very peculiar running technique, and his perception is also very keen.

   Not only did his plan fail, but he also threatened himself in turn!

   What's even more unpredictable is that Professor Hughes and Moore Lane didn't know what kind of benefits they received from him, and they defended him everywhere.

  And last night's murder.

   Judging from the investigation report, the attack was crisp and quiet, and most of them were repeat offenders.

  The truck driver’s neck was cut open, the wound was as thin as paper, and his own muscles squeezed the wound, causing the blood to flow continuously for nearly half a night!

   Just like that, the woman next to the truck driver didn't notice it!

  The police concluded that the assailant was extremely skilled.

   But he is working as a demon warlock, so it is impossible to have such a skilled skill.

   Could it be that Moore Ryan helped him find it?

  All kinds of signs made Hugh Defoe feel that it would be better to deal with him as soon as possible.

   But the only available helper was intimidated by him.

   "Hugh, don't forget the mission the Marquis entrusted to you!" Vito Tut frowned slightly.

   "I'm just worried that he will hinder my actions." Hugh Defoe put down his knife and fork and explained.

   Unruly, stubborn.

   "Can a demon warlock really sign a contract with a demon god?" I was shocked by this news yesterday, but the more I thought about it, the more humiliating I felt, and the more I felt that Art was bluffing.

   "Didn't he already be tagged!" Vito Tut's indifferent state of mind was abruptly broken by him.

  Already according to his request, he has used the soul location technique on the target he wants to eradicate, but he is still not reconciled!

  Why didn't you realize that he was so selfish and stubborn before?

  It doesn't matter whether that person signed a contract with the Demon God, what matters is that no one dares to bet!

  Yesterday, he had already agreed to wait until the task was over before starting, but today he brought up the old matter again. What is he thinking?

   "Yes, I'm impatient." Hugh Defoe suddenly backed down.

   Vito Tut lost his mood and got up to leave.

  …

  Professor Hughes gave Art a day off.

  When I saw him in the morning, I thought it was because I put too much pressure on him yesterday.

  Yate didn't explain. After returning home, he packed up his belongings and headed to Sigrid Pier.

   "Borrowing?" Jim Thomson had a weird look after hearing his intentions.

   This is the first time I met someone who asked me to borrow money.

   "Well, I need 11 corpses of Tier 2 extraordinary creatures, and I need them today. Please help me figure out how much it will cost." Art said.

   "I'll ask for instructions." Jim Thomson can't call the shots.

  Knowing some of his situation, coupled with his current state, it is taken for granted that he is eager to improve his strength.

   Did not persuade him, the only way to help him was to speak good words for him in front of the major.

   "It's troublesome." Arthur sat in the reception room, rubbing his forehead from time to time, showing no signs of anxiety.

  He borrowed money to exchange for the Horadrim Cube, not as desperate as Jim Thomson guessed, why should he be anxious?

   It was just the teleportation practice last night that made him choked up.

  I haven't fully adapted yet, but I can persist for 3 times.

   A few minutes later, Jim Thomson returned.

soon.

   He came back with Claire Lane.

   "Ms. Lane, good morning." Art hurriedly got up.

   "I heard you're in trouble?" Claire Ryan was wearing a relatively simple red dress, with fluffy blond hair and a lazy expression on her face, as if she had just woken up.

   "It's not difficult, it's just that the amount needed at the moment is relatively large, and it will be repaid later." Yate didn't take advantage of the situation to win sympathy.

   "Hmm." Claire Ryan glanced at him, like a cat's small movements, and then responded lightly, and sat next to him.

  Yate only felt a "soft" aroma coming into his nostrils.

  It's very strange, two words that obviously don't match at all, but the fragrance on Claire Lane's body somehow makes people feel such a feeling.

   "The major agreed." Jim Thomson stepped forward and said.

   Then began to count the potions, equipment, etc. brought by Art, and finally converted them into 3 pieces.

   It is equivalent to borrowing the corpses of 8 second-order extraordinary creatures.

   "The major said that the interest is not counted. After all, the borrower made a fortune from Hugh Defoe. You just need to pay it back within one year." Jim Thomson finally said.

   "Thank you, by the way, thank the major for me." Art said.

  I don't know if it's because he speaks well, but he found that many people around him are very kind to him.

  He almost never enjoyed this kind of treatment in his previous life.

   "I'll help you prepare." Jim Thomson took the opportunity to leave.

   It can be seen that Claire Lane seems to have something to say to him.

  If he didn't even wink at him, he would have been kicked away by Moore Lane long ago.

   "Mrs Lane..."

   "Call me Claire, or Miss Claire."

   As soon as Art spoke, he was interrupted by Claire Ryan.

  The two are the same age, both 23 years old.

   "Claire, are you going to live here permanently?" Art stuck a little bit, then let go completely.

   "It will take a while, I don't know how long it will take." Claire Lane replied.

   "Oh." Yate suddenly felt shocked.

   Could it be that Moore Lane specially called her to sit in the township?

  Her strength is unknown, but the owner of that arm must be stronger than Gregoria Kate!

   "What's wrong?" Claire Ryan asked sideways.

   noticed his violent mood swings.

   "It's okay..." Art just wanted to say it's okay, when he raised his eyes, he happened to see her pair of blue eyes, the oval eyes were full of curiosity, so he added: "Suddenly thought of something."

   She is now a curious personality.

   "What's the matter?" Sure enough, Claire Lane's eyes lit up immediately.

   "This..." Art looked around.

   Claire Ryan suddenly changed his momentum, arrogant and arrogant.

  But he immediately returned to laziness, and quickly said to him: "Don't worry, there is no one around!"

   "A storm is brewing in Pudera recently, you know?" Art twitched the corner of his eyes, leaned forward and said in a low voice.

   This is more mysterious.

  Claire Lane shook her head.

   Curiosity grew in his eyes.

  Yate didn't expect that she didn't know about it, and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

   "Hurry up!" Claire Lane urged immediately.

   "I don't know the specifics. I only know that Major Ryan may also be involved, so I invite you to come here to help hold the line." Art gritted his teeth and said in a breath.

   "You don't know either!" Claire Lane didn't care about the formation or anything, but was dissatisfied that he didn't know about it.

   Able to tell if others are telling the truth or not.

  He is very interesting, he often tells lies, but he doesn't feel bored at all, and even the fear fades later.

   In addition, Ιχθε likes him very much, so I look at him differently.

   Thank you book friend Literary Virgo for your reward

  (end of this chapter)