Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"Although I don't know what misunderstanding you have about us, I don't want to argue with you now."

As she spoke, she gently placed Skadi on a chair beside her.

The little killer whale tilted its head and slept soundly.

"It's really funny that this anesthetic, which was originally used to target large sea turtles, is most effective against us who developed it."

Raising his head, the big swordfish put the spear back on his back.

"The baby killer whale will probably be in a coma for a while, and our plan will continue to be implemented."

As she spoke, she pulled out a design drawing from beside the raised peaks.

"I heard that the old man's body parts were made in Kijima, right?"

Kal'tsit can tell lies without blushing.

“It’s just a little bit of collaboration.”

Werewolves produce, they install.

How come it's not considered cooperation?

There was a strange gleam in Goletia's eyes as she handed over the drawing.

It was a huge saw hammer.

"The technology used by the old man who just fought with me, I don't know which so-called 'city-state' of you land people got it from.

However, it is undeniable that you also have your own technical experts.

So, this is Little Shark's former weapon design."

Kal'tsit reached out and took the blueprint handed to her by Gloria, looked at the numbers written in various Agoric languages ​​that no one could understand except her, and put it away with an expressionless face.

"You should know that the erosion of the Originium has caused her strength to deteriorate severely. With her current physical function, it is no longer enough to support her to drive such a heavy weapon again."

Goletia turned to look at Ghost Shark's ward.

Through the glass, she could see the sweet sleeping face of the little shark.

She is still the same, lovable.

“Yes, but I trust the scientific and technical personnel of your island.

In Agor, a scientist with this kind of power is far more honorable than an archon like me.

Therefore, I hope that your island can study this weapon."

Goletia said, turning around and heading into the room.

"Consider it my down payment to Guidao for cooperation."

As she spoke, she came into the room and reached out to gently stroke the ghost shark's face.

"Laurentina, my poor little one."

Her fingertips slid across the familiar yet unfamiliar face and Gladius reached out her hand.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

There was only one window left, which was pushed open and let in wind.

Walk over and close the window.

Skadi walked out of Ghost Shark's ward and looked at Skadi, who was sleeping with her head tilted.

I thought about it.

Turned and left.

Leaving behind a baby killer whale lying unconscious on a bench.

In addition to the little killer whale, Ifrit was also asleep at this time.

The only difference is that Skadi was injected with drugs and fell into coma, while Ifrit was just tired.

Moreover, Charmander was lying in the werewolf's arms at this time. The father and son were sitting in the closed Frost and Snow Ice City milk tea shop, opposite them were Froststar and Patriot.

Warwick sat at the table with a pile of skewers in front of him.

The big white rabbit sat next to the patriot, looking extremely surprised.

It was the same feeling she had when she learned a month ago that she had become the werewolf's chief secretary.

And Warwick also has his own plans.

Time goes back to an hour ago.

After agreeing with Charmander to go to the beach to watch the sea,

Since he couldn't go to the real sea, the werewolf thought about it and took out the universal communicator and asked for help from the universal Maiwu search engine.

I searched for a beach resort and two ads popped up on the search engine.

The former was Dosorez, whom Ifrit had mentioned and spent a lot of money on promoting.

The other one is a place called Xiosta.

The werewolves are quite familiar with these two places.

Let’s talk about Xiosta first.

Although the werewolf and the emperor don't get along, it has to be said that this fat guy has an outrageous number of industries and titles.

Every year the emperor is obsessed with making trouble, and he makes trouble everywhere.

The most infuriating thing is that he brought his precious daughter along to cause trouble.

Because he is a music superstar after all, every summer he would take Texas and his group to Xiosta to participate in a music event called the Obsidian Festival.

The werewolf knew very well that the so-called music event was actually a large-scale disco scene.

And every year, Dai Di would shamelessly give him a few VIP tickets for free.

Of course, in the end, the werewolves gave them to others.

At that time of year every year, the barbecue stalls were the busiest. Not only was he unable to spare the time, he was also unwilling to join in the fun.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to be shown off by the emperor. He can even imagine that when he gets there, the dead roast goose will look very arrogant.

However, Angel of Energy told him that Xiosta was indeed a very famous beach city.

Although it is an artificial lake, it is large enough and has enough beaches.

Well, it would be nice to take Ifrit to Xiosta for some fun.

As for Dosoles, that old lady named Kankoulei or Yerba Mate who came from nowhere had sent him invitations every year in the past few years.

Brother Wei always asks himself whether he should go.

At that time, werewolves had not yet figured out the secret of skin.

Now is a good time.

It's a perfect opportunity. I'll take Charmander out to play and see if I can unlock a skin or something.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, so Wolfman opened the pp and opened the parent communication group that was pinned to the top.

'Texas Parent: @All members, are there any of you going to the beach for a vacation? Let's go together.'

Then below that are ads for the Xiosta Obsidian Music Festival and the Dos Solaires Grand Prix events.

Suddenly, the group owner sent a message and the whole group became lively.

Wei Laoer, who had just washed up and drank ginseng soup and was sitting on the bed waiting for the judgment to come, was ready to be eaten up. Suddenly, a ringing sounded like the sound of nature.

Lao Wei was like seeing the top laner who had been under pressure for many years seeing the message of "on the way" from the extremely fat jungler dad. He picked up the communicator with tears in his eyes and flashed out under Wen Yue's gritting teeth gaze.

God knows how he has been spending this time.

Originally, he promised Wen Yue that it would be a total of seven days.

However, Wen Yue meant that it would last until July.

Not to mention humans, even animals can’t stand it.

If this continues, Wei Laoer really suspects that his fake renal failure will turn into real renal failure.

He ran out as if escaping for his life, sat on the sofa in the living room, and turned on the communicator with a happy face.

The moment I saw Lao Fan’s words, my face dropped instantly.

really.

Brother Fan already knows.

Thinking of his own arrangements, Wei Yanwu sighed.

It turns out that you don’t need to communicate with smart people face to face. Everyone can definitely know what each other is thinking.

Wei Laoer sighed and started typing on the keyboard.

'Chen Huijie's parents: Brother Fan, you are in a good mood. If you really want to go, count me in.'

Soon, after he finished his words, the Rat King's words arrived.

'Lin Yuxia's parents: Since you all went, I can't be left behind, I will definitely be there.'

Put away the communicator, the Rat King thought to himself.

I knew it was so.

Nodding with satisfaction, the Rat King put on the sleeves.

I've just finished washing the dishes, now it's time to wash the mop.

At this time, Dai Di, who was sitting in the bar he had just repaired, sipping a glass of champagne happily, also saw these words, and he almost peed a few drops of urine.

Hahahaha, you dead wild dog, now you have come to this day!

Just when he was about to type to criticize the werewolf, he suddenly discovered.

I was banned from speaking.

"I copied! Dog management!"

The indescribable penguin screams were heard.

Croissant, who was dozing on the counter, was so scared that he started to wake up.

Subconsciously looked next door.

its not right!

Uncle Warwick hasn't come back yet. Why could this irritate his boss like this?

And some people are even faster than her.

I saw a flash of red light, and the Archangel with a toothbrush in her mouth, wearing pajamas, with her shoulders exposed, half asleep and half awake, and foam in her mouth, jumped down from the building like flying.

"Is Uncle Warwick back?"

Looking around, Archangel was a little confused.

"Go, go, go, go! Get out!"

The emperor was so angry that his eyebrows almost grew out.

You bunch of ungrateful bastards, I'm the one who pays you, not that dog!

not him!

Every time I came back to bring you local specialties, you never greeted me. But this time, you came out to look for him just after you heard me scream?

Is he so close to you?

At this time, the werewolf was carrying Charmander on one hand to buy milk and sneering at the same time.

Don’t I know what’s going on in the stomach of an old roast goose like you?

After paying the money and carrying the milk, the werewolf took the sleepy Ifrit to the homes of Patriot and Froststar.

He couldn't live in that shabby place in Zaun, and the whole house was filled with nothing but junk.

Frost Star and Patriot's house was kept very clean and tidy because of the White Rabbit, so it was just right for Ifrit to stay there for a night.

Besides, he had other things to discuss with the two of them.