North District of Beta Town, Gu Diao Street.

Sakura Tavern.

Second floor, Gini Cottage's lounge, in front of the bar.

A black cat hunched over, shoved its two front paws into a basin of water, and scrubbed its paws vigorously. Pink bubbles overflowed the edge of the basin, almost submerging half of the black cat's body, but it did not affect its selfless cleaning work in the slightest.

Behind the bar, the two witches leaned back and back laughing, unable to help themselves.

"Don't all cats like to lick their paws for cleaning? Have you just tried licking your own paws?" Colmar wiped the corners of her eyes with a cup of green bees. After listening to Yelena's story of what happened to the black cat, the tears she had just laughed had come out.

"What a nightmare. The gypsy witch shuddered and glanced at the black cat with pity: "I bet the skinned toad must have rotted there for more than a week." ”

"I suddenly wanted to have some canned herring. Colma snorted and began to giggle again.

The black cat had a black face and continued to rub its paws, not wanting to bother with them.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the Gini Cottage is the busiest time of the day. During the day, young pactsters who went to the Silent Forest to gather, to work as servants in alchemy workshops, to stand as clowns in the streets, and to hide in the docks as coolies appeared in the hall in twos and threes, and began to pray together and exchange ideas about learning 'magic'.

The black cat's hearing is very sensitive, and it can easily hear the so-called 'magic' that the tricksters communicate mostly does not touch the real power, at best it is a spark when the fingertips are snapped - the young magicians are discussing with great interest the different forms of sparks that come out of the fingertips when they rub their fingertips from different angles.

Serious discussants will also take notes on the spot, drawing the shape of different sparks, fingertip movements, angles, etc. in their notebooks.

This discovery made his mood even more depressed.

The two witches behind the bar didn't seem to notice the black cat's depressed mood, and they laughed for a few more moments before they stopped.

"Seriously," Colma cleared her throat, glanced at the black cat who was looking at the palm of her flesh with her paws raised, and lowered her voice slightly, "You all know the news on the paper crane." ”

"I don't know. The black cat replied in a vicious voice. He carefully looked at the pink claws that had been washed, and an urge to lick them kept welling up in his heart, but reason told him that even if they were clean, he could not lick their paws.

He's a wizard, not a real cat.

This sense of contradictory entanglement repeatedly clashes in the bottom of the black cat's heart, making him a little irritable.

The owner of the Gini hut blinked.

"Well," the witch was in a good temper tonight, and she pulled out a shoddy enchantment charm from a drawer under the bar, and slapped it on the table, a thin mask that spread out, enveloping the two of them and a cat, before she could speak in a hurry, "It's good news anyway, and I don't mind saying it twice." ”

She couldn't help but laugh again.

The black cat looked at her suspiciously, wondering whether to advise her to go to the school hospital to check her brain.

"Mr. Hamster wrote today that he had received our sincerity, so he sent us the exact location of that place. As she spoke, Colma spread out her hand as if by magic, and at some point there was a small roll of parchment in her palm, about the thickness of a little finger and an inch in length, tied with a black ribbon.

It took a moment for the black cat to react before realizing who Colmar was referring to as 'Mr. Hamster'.

"Sincerity?" he stared at the cat's cat in surprise, and he didn't care about whether to lick his paws or not, and with a slight force on his limbs, he jumped from the floor to the bar.

The owner of the Gini hut was very cooperative and put his palm under the black cat's nose.

The black cat sniffled.

Indeed, the parchment rolls were filled with the smell of Ferry.

But I haven't told him that news yet?" the black cat wondered in his heart, and his eyes wandered over the two witches for a moment, and he asked, "Or rather, which of you told the hamster about Dr. Duzem?"

The smile on Colmar's face finally faded.

She and the gypsy witch looked at each other: "Isn't it you?" Then tonight the hamster suddenly came with the message that he had received an answer...... We always thought you were telling it. ”

The black cat had a gloomy face, and with its tail down, it paced back and forth on the narrow bar.

At this moment, he had a feeling of a thorn in his back - if neither witch knew about Duzem's whereabouts, and Fei Rui said that he had gotten clues from the three of them, then there was no doubt that the news had leaked out from him.

Perhaps the hamster had only placed a tracking mark on himself, or perhaps Ferray had sent a professional rat agent to follow him, or perhaps it had used itself as an anchor for third-party divination to calculate Dr. Duzem's whereabouts.

Zheng Qing didn't know which situation was worse.

He only knew that some of his secrets must have been exposed under the noses of Fei Rui and the Rat Immortals. If these two rats were a little greedy, perhaps the wandering wizard's archives now had some new materials that could be sold for money.

Zheng Qing had the feeling of being stripped naked and thrown on the street, and he finally understood where the wizard's mentality of attaching great importance to privacy came from. In a wizarding world, respect for privacy is respect for the wizard's own safety.

"Where is the secret place, shall we go now?" the black cat lingered on the table for a long time, and finally asked.

Colma reached out and scratched the root of the black cat's ear: "Don't always keep a straight face, it's easy to get old...... It's too late today, and there's class tomorrow. I plan to go next Saturday morning, or the time of the previous meeting, the meeting place will be announced separately. ”

"Yes. Elena had no choice but to say, "Do you need anything else from us?"

"If only you could borrow our little boyfriend's talisman gun," Colmar grimaced at the gypsy witch, "and it's rumored in the school that his talisman was made by a legendary alchemist, so he was able to shoot Seprano half to death...... If he had his talisman in hand, I believe our expedition would be safer. ”

Meow meow?

The black cat looked at Colmar with a question mark on his face.

Legendary Alchemy Wizard Craft? And what the hell is 'our little boyfriend'?!

A blush appeared on Yelena's face.

"His talisman gun has been confiscated by the school. The gypsy witch politely rejected Colma's suggestion, emphasizing that "this has nothing to do with him, don't get him involved...... He's not your male ticket either. ”

The black cat crouched beside Elena and sighed deeply.

He's been stirred in, though not intentionally.

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