Warwick the Godfather of Terra

As for being shy… just kidding.

As long as she is not shy, the guy will be shy.

That's so true. The werewolf is a little shy now.

Fortunately, the invincible data allowed him to stop the loss in time.

If the data was not turned on just now, Warwick would be afraid that the cup would seduce him and he would get into the bathtub. Then the two of them would play with the lotus and the carp and the goldfish. After a set of combined punches, Texas would have a younger sister and brother in ten months...

The werewolf shook his big head and frowned.

What kind of dirty food have I eaten? Why am I having such wild thoughts?

Sick?

Just as he was guessing, the sliding door opened and Zofia came out in a golden bathrobe. Her long hair, which had just been braided, hung loosely beside her neck.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

After poking the idiot's calf, my aunt took the milk and banana from the werewolf and walked forward.

The werewolf was still standing there awkwardly.

After walking a few steps, my aunt turned around when she heard no footsteps behind her.

"Come on, what are you standing there for? Are you pretending to be nice to me?"

The werewolf scratched his armpits.

Weird.

After all, I just saw their golden steamed buns and rose cheese puff pastry. As the old saying goes, you should be grateful to others for eating your food…

Following Zofia dejectedly, the werewolf and Whip Blade went into the living room.

Throwing the milk and bananas on the table, my aunt sat on the sofa and reached out to pick up a banana.

He peeled it open in a few strokes and put it into his mouth while greeting Warwick.

"Please find a place to sit. Your cup is in the first compartment on the left. Pour your drink yourself..."

As she spoke, Sofia lowered her head and started eating her banana again.

Not to mention, this kind of fast carbohydrate is really a good thing to replenish energy after a lot of exercise.

This banana I bought from somewhere is so sweet. I'll go buy some tonight.

"clatter."

Holding his own cup, he took out tea leaves from the cupboard and poured water into it with ease. Holding the cup of tea that looked like soy sauce, the werewolf returned to the sofa.

"What's your business?"

Two smooth and round pieces of fu rong eggs were stacked together. Sofia threw away the banana peel in her hand and reached out to pick another one.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, the werewolf held it down.

Holding that extremely resilient, soft and flexible hand, Warwick smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat anymore."

Sofia's outstretched hand was suddenly pinched by the werewolf's steel claws. She was in a daze at first, but the werewolf's next words suddenly stunned her.

Can’t eat anymore?

Could it be that this guy wants to treat me to a meal?

Has the blockhead finally come to his senses?

Zofia quickly turned around and looked at Warwick. The werewolf felt uneasy and let go of his aunt.

"Well, you're fine?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, the werewolf also opened a carton of milk from the table, sipped it and asked.

"What's good? I'm almost dying of exhaustion."

My aunt rolled her eyes.

She didn't ask what the werewolf was doing. A smart woman wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

"You seem to have lost weight recently."

Sipping the milk, the werewolf looked at Zofia.

My aunt was stunned and pinched her cheeks in surprise.

"really?"

The werewolf nodded sincerely.

"real."

This time he indeed looked thinner than last time.

Sofia was happy for a while, but then she sighed.

"Hey, that's tiring too."

Recently, a kind-hearted person went on a killing spree and ate up all the heads of several giant companies led by the Great Knight of Casimir. The entire Casimir market was in turmoil and suddenly became...

The situation became increasingly unpredictable.

Various forces are taking turns to take the stage. In such a large company, if anyone dies, there will be a large number of people to take his place, not to mention the management who are being watched by countless people.

Countless people who were only one step away from this position before have been struggling hard towards this position with their teams, and at this moment.

Piltover Technologies' Project Weapons Studio was born.

Then, with the sweeping force of a king resisting the tripod, several weapons giants that were hovering at the top were defeated in one fell swoop.

This studio, which suddenly emerged from the company that had just been registered, first came to prominence in a free battle.

Although the tournament in the Grand Knight Territory was temporarily suspended, those in other cities were not.

In order not to lose the opportunity to earn points during this period, many knights chose to go to other cities to fight.

Among them, there was a knight group called Red Pine. They had only two people, but they directly defeated a medium-sized knight group of more than a dozen people in the team battle.

In addition to the outstanding combat qualities of these two knights, their equipment also became the focus of everyone's attention.

"We have compared the gun model used by the Far Fang Knights. It is indeed the original creation of this company."

In the chairman's office of Allen Select, the new director who had just taken office was different from the fat and bloated guy before. He was wearing a well-fitting suit and looked very decent and handsome.

But now the expression on his face is not so pretty.

"And the Flametail Knight's goggles, which have never appeared in any company's previous models. It can also be confirmed that they were created by the Project Weapons Research Laboratory."

Scratching his head rather inelegantly, the director of Allen's Selection's face had turned dark.

I originally thought that since I had defeated so many opponents and finally climbed to this position, I could just sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor. But who would have thought.

Where did this guy who suddenly appeared come from, and where did these two unknown knights they sponsored come from?

The fourteen knights selected by Allen are all masters. They are all senior knights who have retired after dozens of battles.

Now you tell me this group of people was defeated by two rats.

Moreover, these two mice had no previous history.

Aren't you kidding me?

The new director was furious.

How can you let him explain this to his superiors?

Oh, no need to explain, the previous one has already disappeared.

Thinking of this, the new director, who had long been accustomed to writing reports, suddenly felt relieved.

After being oppressed for so many years, it is finally my turn to oppress others.

Good times are coming!

However, just when he was getting a little excited, the secretary below looked at the communicator again and his face lit up with joy.

"Director... Director! This is great news!"

Holding up the communicator, the secretary pointed at the information on it and told the director the good news.

"This is the second time our two little girls have won with fewer people!"

In the city of Brunn, cheers and curses were heard one after another.

Although the commentator with exaggerated oil paint on his face is different from the big-mouthed Mob, their professional styles are highly similar.

"This is the second time our two little girls have created this miracle! They are just like..."

Listening to Wuwu Zhazha's commentary, Flame Tail Knight Sona, whose armor was torn and slightly injured due to the battle, covered the wound on her waist and looked at Grenadi Grayhair Knight who was struggling to stand up from the ground.

Reaching out his hand and pulling up Huihao, Yanwei took the nutritional supplement from the helper who came over and drank it.

Soon, the bleeding from the wound on his waist caused by the sharp sword stopped.

"Well done, girls."

The agent with a taste of Syracuse came over and praised.

Sona put the bottle down and frowned, wiping a trace of liquid from the corner of her mouth.

"Yue...the agent doesn't need...Yue to praise you."

Damn it, even though this supplement produced by the company is very effective, why does it taste so bad?

During this period, I trained and drank every day, but I still couldn't stand it!

Grenati, who was standing next to him, also finished a bottle, with a painful expression on his face, frowning and keeping silent.

This stuff smells like detergent. The first time I drank Grenadi, I closed my eyes and pinched my nose to force myself to drink it. The little knight drank a bottle in one breath and felt like he had seen too much milk.

"I say, agent, can you please report this to your superiors and at least make it taste better?"

Shaking the empty bottle and handing it to the agent, Flame Tail Knight Sona complained.

"Our company has such a good product. If we make it taste better, we won't have to worry about sales."

Grenadi beside him also nodded.

The effect of this supplement is so obvious. Although it cannot reach the legendary level of bringing the dead back to life, it is very effective in replenishing energy.

This company really has something.

The blonde woman in the special seat on the podium frowned.

She is the sponsor of this unfortunate knight team.

The two little girls who had finished their rest and left the field were chatting and laughing with each other, looking harmless.

However, the cannonball fired from the huge cannon in the hands of the Gray Knight just now directly pierced a big hole in the ground, and then blew up the four shield knights together!

And the little girl wearing goggles moved among the crowd with strange skills and speed. After dodging almost all the attacks directed at her, she was able to fight back and stab everyone unconscious with her sword.

If the Knight Commander had not used the heavy sword in his hand to forcefully attack her at the last moment and successfully injured her in one blow, the golden-haired girl even suspected that neither of them might have been injured!

"damn it!"

She gritted her teeth, a little angry.

She had originally wanted to take this opportunity to defeat this unknown little group of knights, and then severely humiliate her company's old rival, Allen's Selection.

But unexpectedly, they became brothers in distress this time.

Looking at the two people waving their hands and retreating from the field, the golden-haired girl had only one thought in her mind.

"Who are these two guys, and who dug them out?"

Why is it that such a strong enemy has never made a name for himself in the Great Knight Territory before!

"Oh, it's because we don't have sponsorship."

After returning to the lounge, Yanwei took off his armor, revealing the wound on his waist. He looked at the wound in the mirror and found that it had already scabbed over.

Sona complained while marveling at the magic of the potion.

"That group of people only care about their own wallets. A small group like us that has no publicity will definitely be reported as a dark horse."

While cleaning the wound, Sona explained to her agent.