"Little one, where are you from, and who did you learn the art of taming beasts?" After Celent returned the hamster to Catwoman, Coughlen wrapped himself around Catwoman like a piece of kraft candy, ignoring Catwoman's disgusted expression and the polar ice bear's fierce eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, you're not annoying, people won't answer your boring questions. There are also people who call Katie, not the little guy. Kitty stuffed the hamster into a leather pouch, then ducked behind Celent as if she were hiding from a scourge, grimacing at Coughlon.

"Okay, Katie, can we have an in-depth conversation about your beast taming skills?" asked Kauvrenha, leaning down at Katie with a smile on her face again.

Even from Selent's more impartial gaze, Coughron's smile was full of lewdness, not to mention Katie, who already had a bad impression of him. Katie turned her face to the side, her eyes turned to the sky, and she made a gesture of ignoring and hearing from Coughlen.

"Well—Priest Coughron, shouldn't we think about how we can get through the gate first?" said Celrent.

He was troubled by the new walls and gates of the castle, which were still in ruins when he arrived not long ago, and he did not expect them to be restored in a short period of time. The thought of Tenaire mentioning that these were the energies they provided when they passed the level made him blush.

Celent realized that they might have fallen into a trap, and that, according to Turnelle, if they were lucky enough to pass all ten levels, wouldn't Wickburg be going to return to its heyday?

"It's too simple, I've done a lot of research here, and it's not too much for me to get out of the door!" said Coughlen, patting his chest, with a look wrapped around him.

"Braggadocia, you can open a door that even Esbill can't break?" said Katie, a look of disbelief. Even Celent felt that Coughren was a bit of a big talker.

"Oh, don't compare that stupid bear to the clever Master Coughlon, that's an insult to me!" Coughlon glanced arrogantly at the polar ice bear Esbil who bared his teeth, and it was obvious that Esbill, a high-level monster, could understand what he was saying.

"Hmph, people wouldn't do that, that's disrespectful to Esbil. Katie shot back unceremoniously, not seeing that her words were quite sharp at a young age.

"Oh, then I don't care, you just go ahead and let that stupid bear bang on that gate, anyway, it's you who is in a hurry to enter the castle, and I don't have to go in. Coughlon said angrily like a child.

"So you're just bluffing, aren't you?" said Katie, pointing to Coughlon's red nose.

"I'm bluffing? I can't help it? I'm sure none of you can imagine how clever my way of opening the door is!" said Coughren, blushing as if insulted.

"People won't believe you until you take action!" Katie said, crossed-backed. Although her figure was petite, her delicate curves still made Coughlon swallow unconsciously.

"Little one, look at it, this is the best way I have found to deal with this gate after careful research. Coughlon pulled out a crystal bottle filled with a black-brown liquid from his bosom and said smugly as he shook it at Katie.

"What is this?" asked Katie curiously.

"A single drop of corrosive potion can turn the paws of the giant bear behind you into puddles of pus and blood. Coughren glared fiercely at the polar ice bear, who had been ill-intentioned towards him.

Celent, who noticed this scene, sighed helplessly, it seems that Coughlon still hasn't figured out why Katie doesn't like him.

Seeing that Coughlon was provoking it, the Polar Ice Bear let out an angry roar and was about to pounce on Coughlon, but was stopped by Katie in time: "Esbil, although he is very rude to you, you promised not to attack humans casually. ”

The Polar Ice Bear listened to Katie so much that it waved its paw at Coughlon aggrievedly, as if to accuse him of disrespect.

"Okay, touch your head, Esbil won't be angry anymore~" Katie stood on tiptoe and touched the bridge of the polar ice bear's nose affectionately.

"Priestess Coughlon, does the corrosive potion in your hand really work?" Celent was skeptical of Coughlon's words. The castle's gates are made of solid oak and magic steel, making it look impregnable. At least just now, under the continuous slapping of the giant palm of the Polar Ice Bear as high as level twelve, there was not the slightest sign of destruction.

"Of course, this corrosive potion is a powerful potion that can turn even magic steel into molten steel, and it took a lot of effort for my old man to get it. Coughlen said with a smug face.

"But does such a vial work?" Celent felt that the corrosive potion in Coughren's hand was too small compared to the huge gate.

"Hmph, I'm naturally well prepared. Coughren pulled out three more vials of corrosive potion from his bosom and shook them at Serent.

"Stop talking nonsense, old fellow, and show us the power of your corrosive potion!" urged Katie, who always thought Coughren was bragging.

"Hmph, be patient~ little guy. Get out of the way, get out of the way. Coughlen proudly asked Katie to lean over with her giant bear pet and give him the whole gate, "Look, I'm going to start~"

"Hurry up!" Katie urged, impatiently. She didn't pay attention to Coughlon's unreasonable behavior of pushing them away, as Coughren said, she was the one who was most anxious to enter the castle.

"By the way, how can you thank me if my plan can succeed?" said Coughlon as he paused to turn back as he looked halfway to the gate, and was about to get moving.

"Do you need my help?" asked Celrant, in a stiff tone. Coughllen's appetite-hungry behavior was a little unbearable even for the good-natured Celent.

"Of course not. I just want to know what I'll get paid for helping solve this puzzle. Coughlon made a gesture at Katie for some money.

"But the Lord taught us that 'we help the world, and we don't need anything from them.'" "For the canons of the Holy See, Celent remembers that they are ripe and come as soon as they open their mouths.

"The problem is that you didn't say the latter sentence, '...... If only they could receive and spread the glory of the Lord. It was clear that the feline lady had no intention of converting to the Lord of Light. Coughren was rarely serious, and he said meaningfully to Celent.

"And what do you want?" Katie became a little impatient, and when the two of them began to talk about the canon and the Lord of Light, a feeling called inferiority began to grow in her heart for some reason.

"It's simple, just answer me a few questions. Coughlon said in a strange tone of deceiving the little girl.