Du Ya said this and patted his face to cheer himself up. At this moment, a subtle touch came from the waist, which made the crow's legs tremble. Turning around, he saw the wet jackal standing there, stroking the crow's waist with his hand. "What are you doing!?" "Hmm! I haven't looked at you carefully for a long time. I just realized that you have become a very good woman without me noticing!" The jackal looked at the crow's shocked reaction with the same aggressive eyes as he looked at a small animal, and had a dangerous smile of interest on his face. The crow's face turned dark, and he covered his chest with one hand, and slapped away the jackal's familiar hands with the other. "Hey! I'm not interested in that! Don't mess with me!" "One million." "Huh? Do you think I'm the kind of woman who would sell out my dignity? I'm telling you, I would never..."

"Ten million." "We will never mix personal relationships into the mission! Considering that excessive water use may cause unnecessary suspicion and expose the location of the safe house, let's take a bath together these few days - just take a bath, don't fantasize too much, other things are impossible!" Du Ya said righteously. Anyway, we are all women, so as long as it’s not too excessive, it’s okay to look and touch or something - it’s mainly to maintain good relationships with colleagues and ensure the completion of the mission, it has nothing to do with 10 million or something! Well, but how should I spend these 10 million? Crow tried hard to control his facial expression so as not to accidentally laugh at this unexpected fortune. …… They ate, lived and slept together for two days. The Jackal was extremely calm and composed, allowing the Crow to get used to her approaching naturally. The raven had no doubts. After all, the Jackal is a senior executive and a scientific researcher, so there is a distance between them. The Jackal has no interest in building a personal relationship with the Raven, and the Raven is also well versed in the mysticism of the World Serpent and never has any unnecessary curiosity. So before this mission, their contact was limited to occasionally meeting at the base, and they were not familiar with each other. The crow simply thought that the certain jackal lady had a special personal hobby, and that he had finally grown up and entered her hunting range. Although he was not interested in this hobby, he could still tolerate it because he had a mission to accomplish and there was extra money to be made. "Hey, Rita Roseweisse really came to Wudu, are you sure you don't need me to do anything?" In the morning, Crow looked at a maid girl who appeared on the surveillance screen, turned his head, and said to the jackal who was leaning against his shoulder. The jackal lay weakly on the back of the rook, with a lazy, coquettish and indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth. "What can you do? Kidnapping or assassination?" "Okay, it's up to you. I'm just following your orders this time." Du Ya replied in the same nonchalant tone.

At the same time, I moved uncomfortably, not wanting to admit the squeezing feeling and amazing elasticity on my back, but to be honest it did feel pretty good! The Jackal raised his eyes and looked at the surveillance video. His gaze lingered on Rita's plump breasts and voluptuous thighs for a while, and then the smile on his face became more obvious. What can she do? Are you really going to block Otto's way? He will kill me! There is no doubt that he will kill me and the crow together! The Second God Key cannot be saved. Since Otto has taken it seriously, the World Serpent cannot stay, and the Jackal will not risk his life to stay for the World Serpent. All she could do was to understand the situation and that was all. …… "Youlandel...sir?" ∮擺￠爛￡圖∥書剠館@@#&%q@夋$絲℃劉∞兒⌒7；≡兒、[姨≠司/芭@#&%叄&Rita met Youlandel who was reading a travel guide on a bench on the street. It wasn't a chance encounter. It was Rita who had inquired about Yulandel's itinerary in advance, knew that she would come to the Fog City, and then followed her movements, so they met on the scenic Western European street. ⊙ enterprise? Goose qun∥ slip ± ⑹ ≌ child / pomegranate % another * forest {⑻ ⊥ and) 2 = "Rita? Why are you here?" "Rita is naturally on a mission, so this is a question that Rita should ask Lady Yulandel." "I'm here for a vacation. Didn't I tell you before? Did you forget?" Yulandel frowned, showing some dissatisfaction. As the saying goes, a random punch can kill the old master. Yulandel was dissatisfied, and Rita could not care about the little resentment in her heart, so she had to explain with a smile: "In fact, I have been thinking about Lady Yulandel, so Rita found out about your itinerary and came to see you before the mission started." "Is that so... Then you should hurry up and carry out your mission. Business is urgent." "Well, I'm not that anxious. How about I give you some guidance?" "Really? Uh, no, no, the mission is urgent!" Yulandel's eyes lit up at first, then her expression became serious. She suppressed the joy of traveling with her close friends and made a gesture to drive away. Rita smiled knowingly, shook her head, and said goodbye to Yulandel. Even if they couldn't travel together, even if Rita wouldn't rely on Yulandel's power, but knowing that Yulandel was in the same city as her made this action extra reassuring. Chapter 127: The Step-by-Step Plan Rita found the British Museum as planned and met the mature and intellectual curator, Ms. Catherine. She was a beautiful woman who was eye-catching. She was very knowledgeable when describing the museum and was very enthusiastic when talking about the legend of King Arthur, which showed that she was a knowledgeable and capable curator.

With a serious attitude to obtain clues, Rita listened carefully to Catherine's various discussions on history and legends. Unfortunately, once the other party talked about the profession, his thoughts became diffuse and he became talkative, using all kinds of obscure professional terms and unofficial historical poems at will. Although Rita was prepared, she was not a scholar after all. She felt her head buzzing halfway through and could no longer understand the detailed meaning of Catherine's words. "Well, it's getting late. I have learned a lot from you today. It's really beneficial. I have other important things to do. Although I am very sorry, I still have to say goodbye to you, Miss Catherine." "Huh? Well, I'll take you there. There are still some records of Celtic mythology. I'll just follow you on the way..." "No, no, no, I've bothered you enough today. I won't disturb you from working anymore. I can leave on my own. Goodbye." Rita stood up and declined Catherine's enthusiasm with an elegant smile. Stop nagging me, Madam Curator. If you continue nagging me, I won't be able to do anything else today. Catherine stared at Rita's receding back with a regretful and dissatisfied expression. "Ding bell~" Until a clear and pleasant sound of a bronze bell rang. Catherine turned around and saw a little cat squatting gracefully on the table, with a pair of beautiful deep red cat eyes looking at her, as if it was appreciating something. Its tail was hooked with a round communicator, which was gently placed on the table. A lazy humming sound came out from it: "Well done, Catherine." "Thank you for the reward. It is my duty, Lord Jackal. So what should I do next?" "Now it's time to lay the bait, Stan. It's your turn." "Meow~~" Catherine saw the beautiful gray cat jump off the table and walk towards the direction Rita left with light cat steps. …… Museum exhibition area. Rita walks in the well-preserved and splendidly decorated King Arthur exhibition area. In this world, the legend of King Arthur is a completely well-documented true history. For example, in this exhibition area, there are ancient stone tablets excavated from the British Peninsula, depicting the scene of King Arthur's coronation. "A task like digging up the truth of history? Should I say you think highly of me or you are making things difficult for me, Lord Otto?" Rita observed the carvings on the stone slab and sighed helplessly. But a mission is a mission, and even if it is a headache, we must continue to seek advice from Ms. Catherine and explore clues to the Second God Key. Rita rubbed her forehead, which was a little uncomfortable due to excessive thinking, turned around and was about to leave the museum. "Ding bell~~" At this moment, a crisp bell sound came from behind. Rita looked back and saw a gray cat slowly walking out of the shadow corner.

"Ok?" "Meow~~" "Oh, little kitty, are you lost? Do you want me to take you to find your family?" Rita's heart softened, she squatted down and reached out her hand to the kitten. Judging from its clean and tidy fur and the delicate bell tied around its neck, this kitten must be domesticated, so it is normal for it to get lost in a museum. "Huh? Wait, I remember that pets are not allowed in this museum?" Rita felt something was wrong. Then, a sharp air current hit my face. "call out!" "Boom!!!" Rita made a nimble cat jump to a high place and avoided the attack. Looking down, I could only see the cat's silhouette looming in the dust. At the same time, where she was originally, a deep mark of a giant cat's claws scratched the marble floor of the museum, which was shocking to the eye. "A Destroyer? No, that bell looks like a domesticated one. Who are you? Who sent you here?" The blue and white maid armor covered the original ordinary maid uniform, and a long sickle with a dark blue wind blade also appeared in her hand. Rita stood on a high place with a dangerous smile on her face. "Meow~~" "Yeah, what can I communicate with a cat like you? As long as I catch you, there's no need to worry about the person behind you not showing up." Twirling the sickle in both hands, Rita kneeled slightly and launched herself forward. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" "Ding-a-ling-a-ling~~" The hard blade and the equally hard cat claws collided rapidly in the dust. The crisp metal sound and the bell sound intertwined and echoed, like a chaotic and rapid prelude to music. After a while of entanglement, Rita felt something was wrong. Generally speaking, carrying a bell into battle is equivalent to telling the enemy your location. Rita originally laughed at the cat's owner for not knowing how to fight, but now she realized that the rapid ringing sound that echoed everywhere and penetrated into her ears was not used to detect the enemy, but was actually meant to disrupt her hearing and reason. "Noisy!" "boom!" The sickle was swung down, and the energy it released cut through half of the floor of the exhibition hall, separating the man and the cat. Rita frowned slightly.

Stan, however, stood opposite, wagging his tail and licking his paws leisurely. 'Not good, I'm not used to the way cats fight.' 'Rita is indeed the pinnacle of mortals, with a wealth of combat experience and sharp and flexible on-the-spot judgment. She has many strengths that are worth learning.' "The stone slab has been broken. Next, should we sharpen our minions or retreat?" Despite his carefree appearance, Stan was a little hesitant. On the other side, Rita was in deep shock.