goddess of revolution

Chapter 533 Let's Wait and See Who Will Regret It

No one expected that Deckard would do this trick. Diana stared blankly, Miriam stomped her feet and called out to her brother, Hana in the co-pilot stretched her hands high and shook vigorously: "It's me! I'm driving!"

Several security guards came over. They were wearing gray hunting suits, light black leather armor on their upper body and joints, short-brimmed straw hats with two white feathers on their heads, and a circle of odds and ends hanging around their waists.Weapons such as metal handcuffs and long swords collided, making continuous and low clinking sounds.

The leading security officer was a very young girl with long legs.She took out a ball from the leather pouch at her waist, a faint golden light flashed in her hand, the ball floated leisurely to her shoulder, and the three equiangularly distributed round eyes reflected the light, it turned out to be a floating camera.

The girl said to other security officers: "When handling the incident, remember to turn on the law enforcement recorder first, so that the truth will not be missed."

It seems that these security officers are still trainees, and the girl is their mentor.

A security officer asked: "The law enforcement recorder consumes a lot of crystals. If you need to use it for all events, the cost is too high?"

The girl said firmly: "Don't worry, there will be a technology to replace spar soon."

She came in front of the crowd, under the street lamp, and the words on the name tag on her chest were very clear: "Mayne-Hawks".

"Drunk driving?"

The girl named Mayne glanced at the license plate and narrowed her eyes: "People in the city hall know the law and break the law."

Monica pointed at Deke and said, "He, and these people, are all adventurers who have lost their accounts! They are still walking on the driveway at night, not only violating the traffic regulations, but they may also want to do something bad!"

The members of Baiyang's team suddenly changed face, but Dyke's reaction was very strange.He let go of the magician, stood in the middle of the road, raised his hands and shouted: "Yeah! I wanted to dig a hole in the road to cause a traffic accident! Take me to the detention center! These people are my team members, they are my team." Bewitching!"

"foreigner……"

Mayne frowned: "Take care of each one, and keep an eye on him first."

Only then did the team members suddenly realize that they all looked at Dyke with both gratitude and emotion.

The captain was looking for a place for them to spend the night, no, it should be disbanding the team in a disguised form, and let them choose their own future path. For this reason, he did not hesitate to stay in the detention center for a while.

The security officer was about to handcuff Deke, when a figure whized past on the avenue, as fast as lightning.With a bang, Deckard was knocked into the air.

It happened so suddenly that Deckard fell like a shooting star in the sky without knowing where to go.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment before Miriam yelled, "Brother—!"

"Was that a hoverboard just now?"

"That's it, it can only carry one person, but the speed is terrifying!"

"I've seen it in the bureau. The research institute used it for us to try out. It consumes too much spar. The director said it was only used by the special service team."

The security officer muttered, and Monica tried to shift the target: "Your Excellency Hawks, don't you want to chase the speeder?"

Mayne tapped the personal assistant on his wrist, shrugged and said: "I'm sorry, there are no provisions on speeding in the traffic regulations. If it is counted as an injury, the victim must report it."

Monica was stunned: "There are already provisions prohibiting drinking and driving, but there is no prohibition on speeding?"

Mayne smiled wryly: "Who knew there was such a fast car."

With another snort, the figure turned back. It was a young magician. Although he was wearing a magic robe, he looked very strong.

He was lifted up by a board with both ends tilted up, floating more than ten centimeters above the ground. It really was a hoverboard.

The magician asked anxiously, "Did I bump into someone just now?"

Everyone nodded in unison, and the magician spoke very quickly: "I am Katamon-Makilin, a researcher at the Magic Cannon Research Institute, but I work at the Super Computing Research Institute. Now I have something urgent to deal with. Although it’s a private matter, it’s urgent. When I’m done, I’ll go to the Public Security Bureau to report it and wait for it to be dealt with. If you’re worried, you can go to the teleportation point outside the city and watch over me.”

After speaking, he shouted again, pulling out a phantom and galloping away.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and Mayne said to the members of Bai Yang's team: "Go to your leader, if he is still alive and wants to sue the magician, we will accept it."

Looking at Miriam again: "That poor guy is your brother? It seems that the two of you are related. Come with me."

Finally, he looked at the driver. Like the woman sitting in the passenger seat, the guy was obviously drunk.The two of them were scratching like two cats, yelling that it was me and me.

Just as Mayne was about to speak, Monica leaned over and bit her ear for a while, a smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Yeah, what about the wedding night?" Mayne thought for a while, then tapped on his personal assistant, looked at it for a while, nodded and said: "The regulations say to stop drunk driving first, and then deal with it when you are sober. It can be woken up by splashing cold water, using magic spells, or waking up naturally..."

She said to Monica: "You all register your identities, and let that guy come to the bureau to find me tomorrow."

"Great!"

Monica was overjoyed: "Are you a paladin? I thought paladins would not be flexible."

"I am the Crimson Templar, a security officer serving everyone, not a paladin who only has rules in his head." Mayne waved his hand: "Let the guy who was knocked into the air explain the other things. You can go, wait Wait, have you all been drinking?"

Mayne thought for a while, explained a few words to his opponent, and greeted Monica: "It just so happens that it's time for me to get off work, so I'll drive for you."

The magic turtle car strode away, and the security guard led the members of Baiyang's team to look for Deke in the direction where he flew away.That guy is a fourth-level ranger, and he can't be killed, but he hasn't shown up for a long time, and this must be enough for him.

The teleportation fortress outside the city was brightly lit, and people came in and out in twos and threes. Katamon stepped on the hoverboard and rushed to the gate at a speed of more than [-] mph.

Looking around, Katamon breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the thin figure, and finally caught up.

"I won't wait for you in another three minutes," Rezlin said, "I'm still a little worried that you're being guarded."

Catamon said: "I learned a lot from Valentine. I was busy proofreading and reporting when I came back. I just remembered to read the magic letter..."

He complained: "Who still uses that now? Is there anything that can't be directly summoned?"

"At that time, I was afraid that I would not be allowed to leave, so I didn't dare to use my personal assistant to contact me." Rezlin said, "I only know that I can leave now, but who knows if I will be noticed by the higher-ups if I use my personal assistant to say this."

"Are you really going?"

Catamon looked like he wanted to vomit blood: "What's wrong here? You should have heard yesterday's announcement. Where in the whole world can you be more comfortable and free than here?"

Razlin shook his head: "Comfortable? Free? Look at you..."

He said in a pitiful tone: "You are so busy looking like a dog, what are you wearing? Are there any apprentices around you? You don't even have attendants when you travel, let alone a luxurious carriage or a powerful magic vehicle. Just step on it." Wearing a skateboard, as shabby as a servant delivering boxed meals!"

"Rezlin," Catamon said seriously, "the pleasure of pursuing truth and delving into magic is not comparable to superficial luxury. Isn't that what you often say?"

Raizlin said, "The Magic Tower..."

Katamon was stunned, and Rezlin said again: "I'm at the Supercomputing Institute. What else do I do besides calculating and calculating all day long? Pursue the truth, delve into magic, there is no magic tower, and there is no magic tower that only belongs to me." What about the magic tower? A magician without a magic tower is always just an apprentice, just a wild mage!"

Catamon persuaded: "I remember the director said that he will provide everyone with sufficient conditions to study magic, and everyone will have enough resources. Why is there such a rush? The above is still very good, and you know it."

"Hanging with other people?"

Rezlin sneered: "Then who owns the magic that has been researched? Can it be named after the magic net, can it get a patent from the Patent Committee of the Mage Union, and can it continue to receive patent fees?"

"Look at this abacus arithmetic, and now we have developed higher-level arithmetic and joint arithmetic, which are all free for everyone to learn for free. It is a good thing for us, but when we research new spells, new ones When it comes to the magic circle and the new magic tool, where are our interests? Just wait for the director to say, you have done a good job this month, and give you an extra [-] contribution points?"

"No, it's not so fussy." Catamon was dumber than Raizlin, and he didn't know how to refute.

"Come with me, Catamon!"

Razlin's tone became eager: "Go to Kester, Qidina has passed, and the three of us can be together again."

"Kidina went to Kester? Not Valentine!?"

Catamon's eyes widened: "Why do you want to go to Kester? That's the territory of the God of Cruelty!"

Rezlin lowered his voice: "Going to Valentine can only get a small magic tower, and going to Kester can get a hero-level magic tower! Even magicians like us can get the title, Kidina You have already obtained the title and territory!"

"You came out of the Magical Cannon Research Institute. Talents in this field are very welcome there. You can at least get a baron after you go there! You will get a territory as big as Beta City, and hundreds of thousands of slave!"

Katamon said in a low voice: "I, I still have a lot of data that I haven't checked, and I'm still thinking about ballistics. It will definitely become a separate subject."

"Kester will fight with this side in the future," Rezlin said heavily, "Do you want to see a future where the three of us are enemies?"

"It's because of this that you can't go there!"

Catamon said anxiously: "The director told us this afternoon that when we built the spectacle, Kester is just a chicken and a dog!"

Razlin was puzzled: "A spectacle? A chicken and a dog?"

"A spectacle is... a very magnificent thing, I guess." Catamon scratched his head: "It's easy for a native chicken to understand, but a tile dog doesn't. We also asked the director, and the director just smiled mysteriously." .”

Shaking his head and throwing away this strange word, Rezlin sighed: "Fei Gong does have a lot of magic technology in his hands, but those things were used in the undead war, and everyone already knows the details. As long as the Kester Kingdom mobilizes If you stand up, you will soon surpass Fei Gong."

"Think about it, how big is Kester? Although Fei Gong has a large territory, how many talents are there? Less than 30, right? Comparing with Kester is like comparing a halfling with a Titan."

"More importantly, Kester can give magicians the best treatment. What about here? Your current life is not as good as the guards guarding the gates of the king's capital!"

"That's because I don't need it," Catamon said. "If I want it, there will be it!"

Razlin raised his eyebrows: "You don't need the magic tower? But do you have it?"

Katamon was speechless, but still shook his head firmly.

"Well, it seems that I can't convince you," Rezlin sighed, "I have to go, take care of yourself."

As soon as he turned around, Katamon said again: "Kester is not a safe place, you can go and join the queen!"

Rezlin turned back and sneered: "You mean, Kester will be defeated by Fei Gong? We magicians who helped Kester are all idiots?"

He showed very little, but Catamon knew that some were sharp-tongued and mean: "If you stay here, it won't be long before you see overwhelming magical artillery fire, floating ships, and even forbidden spells, destroying the entire world. The God Meteor Plateau is engulfed. You should spend a little more time studying the teleportation spell to ensure that you can escape safely by then."

"We all have each other's teleportation beacons. At that time, I will definitely welcome you in the magnificent and powerful magic tower. I will generously give you a few floors and let you be my assistant, dear... brother."

Catamon's anger also boiled over: "Don't underestimate me, Rezlin! I know, among the three of us, I have been the stupidest since childhood, but no matter how smart you are, you have to go in the right direction!"

"Then let's wait and see who will regret it!"

Rezlin left behind these words, turned around and left, Catamon clenched his fists, stared at his back, and muttered in a low voice: "It must be you! Of course I will regret it too, I should use magic to forcefully stay I'll let you down..."

The thin figure of the magician disappeared into the portal, and in the control room next to him, a young man with a gloomy face and a cold aura all over his body was beating in focus, and he was "silently chatting" with someone with his personal assistant.

"Rezlin-Makilin, the calculation magician of the Supercomputing Institute, level two, was originally a teleportation magician who specializes in teleportation spells, and once joined the city hall mage group. Adding this, there are already 110 two strong people today Level magicians have canceled their accounts and left."

"Is this really good? Although these people have not come into contact with our core secrets, they are more or less touched. They will spread our magic technology and even more advanced things to the whole world, including our soon-to-be the enemy to face."

In his field of vision, the bald head's head flicked: "White Mouse, the adventurer agents in the bureau wanted to leave, and we didn't stop or tamper with them. Naturally, these people don't need to pay attention."

"I'm going to entertain a special guest right now, so I can't have a long talk with you. You just need to remember a few points."

"Our enemy is the whole world, and our battle is endless. Don't hold the idea that you can win the final victory by killing someone or solving something."

"The role of our intelligence agency is now the eyes, the tentacles and cameras that don't let go of any corner, not poison and daggers."

"We are indeed fighting in the shadows, but we don't have to use bloody, deceitful or even soul-manipulating means to fight. As long as we extend our tentacles to every shadow, the power behind us will naturally seep through , waiting for the right moment to play a role.”

"In this dark, silent battlefield, we will fight in a new way."

White Mouse, the special agent captain of the Intelligence Bureau, was stunned for a moment, and then sent a sentence: "Director, it seems that you have learned a lot from the chief cardinal."

"I am the deputy director, and the director will always be His Royal Highness Tina." The deputy director of the Intelligence Bureau, the fifth-level accuser Yuangou deliberately bolded this sentence, and then added with emotion: "The director only needs to simply focus on suing the god of death." The comprehension of the job will do.”

The white mouse changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Xiaohong... I mean, is the announcer, Xiaohong, really His Highness? We will see her real person soon?"

Yuangou ignored him, he must have gone to receive that special guest.

"Let's go, if you want to go, let's go, let's wait and see who will regret it." The white mouse turned off the silent chat mode, and continued to stare at the cancellers walking towards the portal, crossing their arms and thinking.

In an unremarkable ordinary small building in the integrated area of ​​Beta City, there was a knock on the door of the office, and the round hook called out to come in.

A young man with a simple face entered the door, his steps were still a little weak, and he said cautiously: "Director?"

"Kane Danhit", Yuangou said casually, "Our battle hero is here, sit down wherever you want."

(End of this chapter)