The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 268 Standard Armament
Where is the best place to put the conspiracy?
alley?
small room?
Or a confessional room with generous gifts and virtues?

No, if you want to conspire, the best place is naturally the more open the better, and the more unobstructed the better, so that those annoying cat lights can't float over with their stomachs upright to eavesdrop.

——"I seldom talk with Cursed Blade like this. Sitting together, she touched my thigh quite cheaply. But this is necessary. If the conversation is not in the hall, the cat lamp will immediately rush over and ask us and publicize it as some kind of interesting anecdote among the cat lanterns. This is not acceptable, Long Yan can also inquire about the news of the cat lantern."

Gwen was discussing the details with Curseblade in the lobby.

This is already a habit.

Although there are not many times, it is like this when it comes to core secrets.Ever since the cat Valo helped Gwen find the secret passages for the six cat lights in the office, he has been used to this.

The location is near the fireplace.

——Gwen asked Petunia to specially remodel the fireplace. The "water heating" system spreads all over the wall panels so that the temperature can be evenly distributed throughout the wall panels, so as to ensure that the cat lights will not hide behind the wall panels to ask for news, even if it is a cat with a fire attribute. Lamps don't like being behind wall panels that are stuffy, damp, and hot.

The floor was covered with a dragonskin rug bought from a society secretly worshiping Luna Sisko.

——This kind of carpet with excellent sound insulation is specially made by the witch to avoid being snooped by the cat lamp to hide in the ground. It seems that the witch has nothing to do with creatures like the cat lamp.But if you think about it carefully, it seems that the term witch is inseparable from pointed hats, brooms, and black cats.

Finally, both chairs lean back against the wall panel.

- This design allows the talker to see all corners of the hall at a glance.Avoid people coming over, and at the same time, the right angles on both sides make this area look like a fireplace embedded in it, and prevent the sound from spreading far by natural means. If you whisper here, it means that no matter how good your hearing is, you cannot Find out what they are talking about.

If you want to keep it a little more secret, as it is now, Gwen is clinging to the curse blade, and the two of them are sitting together on the sofa, which is quite like the way girlfriends sit.

Curseblade sniffed and took out his pipe with a smile:

"What perfume do you use? It's very fragrant."

"I didn't," Gwen said, scowling.

Luna Sisko's believers have a lot of inexplicable things, such as bath liquid with a very fragrant smell, but it is good for the body.It is important to maintain the body and improve the physique at the same time.

The body is the weapon of the martial artist.

Of course, Gwen is not a pure martial artist. If necessary, submachine guns, pistols, and grenades are all within the scope of his martial arts, but it is also necessary to maintain his most commonly used sharp weapons.

You can't say that to Curseblade!
he thinks.

Curse Blade knew that he might not be doing something to him, so he touched his thigh just now.Utopians are too, too open about this!Maybe it's because artists are rich, and in Utopia, there is no silver temperament... No, artist temperament, on the contrary, it is difficult to get along.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the curse blade, and the other party lit his pipe regardless, and let out a comfortable breath.

"Smooth less," Gwen said.

"On this point, the ration ticket hasn't come, it hasn't come..." A worried expression appeared on Cursed Blade's face.

She asked: "Can you let Mao Deng bring me some shredded tobacco from the witch's side?"

Gwen raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "You still expect me? Let me ask those cats to bring you these, it's impossible!"

The arm that belonged to the curse blade wrapped around him, and Squirrel Girl was holding a pipe like a puppy holding a toy, but her free hand scratched Gwen's chin teasingly.

She was vague and hoarse: "I can count on you."

"..."

Gwen snorted hastily, and shifted her gaze, "Shut less..."

"Thank you, I want the brand 'Vip'." Cursed Blade said with a smile, and before Gwen interrupted her, he interrupted what Gwen wanted to say in advance, and turned to work:

"Long Yan has extremely strong persecution paranoia, so we can't just find out the spy, tie a bow, and send it to his room as some kind of misleading gift."

so troublesome.

thought Gwen.But everyone has their own habits. For Long Yan, as long as he is happy, that's all.

"So we have to take advantage of our colleagues. I need you to wake him up at night."

"..." Gwen didn't dare to speak.

Suka bastard.

If Long Yan sleeps for so little time a day, if he disturbs him by himself, won't he be severely punished?
As long as it is a normal person, it will not agree to this matter!

"Wake him up to get him to help, and you say that you seem to have discovered some kind of sectarianism that splits the mind flayers is rampant in your own society, and you want to ask him if he has any wise advice to offer. You Very beautiful, especially after Luna Sisko's minions came over, he became more and more beautiful, although Long Yan is unreasonable, but he is also a normal person."

"What if he's going to kill me?" Gwen asked.

"Sanyue!" Curse Blade said, "You have always suspected that I doubted Long Yan's moral standards, but now when I believe in his moral standards, you have doubts about his moral scale."

This is not moral.It's instinct.

Gwen knew what a disturbed sleeper looked like, he'd seen it.No matter how reliable it looks at ordinary times, if a person can quickly wake up from the anger of interrupted sleep, this is the concrete manifestation of reliability.

The problem is not morality, but instinct, and there is another small problem, that is, Long Yan is a person who loses his temper and can destroy the fellow's account. It seems unwise to touch this kind of person's get up anger?
——"Unwise, extremely unwise. I hope that Curseblade will come up with a concrete and reliable plan, otherwise I will attack her. How about the braised squirrel?"

"Forget it, I know you don't trust my judgment, so I made a plan."

Curse Blade said confidently: "Next, the arrangements I will make include the secret tricks I have recently cultivated and my unique skills. I believe this arrangement will definitely surprise everyone, and it will give you an endless sense of security."

How come I seem to have heard this line?

Gwen looked strange.

"That's it. Come to my room at night." Curse Blade patted his thighs with both hands and stood up.

So far, I have to agree.

Although "come to my room at night" sounds like another classic line that seems to have been used before, but the previous line has been answered, and this line doesn't matter anymore.

"Let Mao Deng pick me up when the time comes."

"I'm glad you learned to be smart."

"Humph."

Instead, Gwen walked away quickly. The last appointment with Squirrel Girl was in the afternoon, but when he arrived at three o'clock, the guy was still taking a nap.

……

At night, after the curfew, after dinner, watch a TV series with Huo Hua and go back to the room for a while.

——In fact, I went to chat with Aya, although it was just a dream, but...

It wasn't until about March that it fully rose that the Curseblade notified him.

There is currently no one in the dark corridor, only cats.And in front of Gwen there were two cats floating around, guiding the way with light, and whispering, or plotting loudly:

"Meow, it's too scary, meow!"

"Meow? Scary? Scary cat!"

Gwen listened to the conversation between the two cat lights in front of her, feeling uneasy in her heart.This emotion is a bit like the gambling emotion of 'stomach hurts, I'm holding back, but every fart after that is gambling'.Will the curse blade work normally?still……

The Curseblade really did a great job for him.

"What the hell is this?"

"Fuck?" Cursed Blade pondered for a moment, and readily accepted the dialect from which he didn't know where it came from, and understood that it was a swear word. "This is a fucking set of standard equipment for witches!"

What appeared in front of Gwen was a set of sparkling... Forgive him for using this word to describe it, but apart from sparkling, no other words can describe this black cloth like a calm lake reflecting the moonlight.

A set of witch tunics that are cut to a great fit.

It is very in line with the Western witch's impression of a fortune teller's robe or a bachelor's robe, but it is more refined, with a beautiful silk inverted cross lace wreath around the skirt.The cloth gown looks like it was made of black lake water, and it feels soft just by looking at it.

The pointed witch hat has a large brim, also with a lace wreath of a similar inverted cross.

The high-top lace-up boots are enchanted.

The lace gloves seem to be a variety of cloth armor gloves specially made by the witch to ensure that the energy of casting spells will not be blocked by the gloves.

At the same time, there is a broom, a very mechanized broom.

The main material of the front seat and body is an unnamed oily black wood, which is very strong, while the second half is like a motorcycle-style structure combining cyber and fantasy. The broom branches are beautifully painted black brass jet pipe.

Finally there is a 'magic wand', or rather a submachine gun weapon.

In the words of Utopia, this set of equipment is almost "relic-level" rare items.What's more frightening is that this seems to be the equipment of a witch soldier. The soldier may not respect it very much, but the description and origin of this set of equipment, cat lights wrote:
"The [-]rd Platoon of the Geweiluo Witch Infantry Division, recruits' equipment, please remember not to be easily taken away by the cat's lamp hair. These cats have resold our recruits' equipment for the fifth time."

Dare to do this kind of thing, the courage of Mao Deng can be said to be big enough.

"Cat Valo sold it to me." Cursed Blade said.

This result made Gwen extremely jealous, and the cat Valo obviously had a better relationship with him!But make a deal with Curseblade!Even, even got this set of things for Cursed Blade!
Don't be jealous.

...Damn it, I'm going to hang that cat up!
Don't be jealous.

... Ahhh!I'm going to scream!

Gwen controlled her mood, looked at the curse blade, and lightly slid her finger across this set of recruit equipment. A virtual light curtain appeared in front of her eyes, which looked like a virtual online game. The witch's technology allowed them to transfer equipment data and enchantments It appeared clearly, of course, it was the witch's language.

"Mei Keying, dismantle that."

The English description in the lower right corner of the screen shows the place of origin.

The whole UK panel probably illustrates several data.

The armor level of this set of equipment is 5-3. I don't know what it means, it should be the witch's internal rating.

The enchantments for the Witch's Robe are Feather Fall, Glide, and Triple Fireball and Triple Cloud of Death.For the Witch, the three-shot fireball technique can accurately destroy, and the three-shot specialized dead cloud technique will cover an area that exceeds any "magic concept". The destructive power only strengthens the 'Plague and Plague', that is, the spell enchantment that is completely aimed at civilians.

Destroy the enemy's vital forces, as well as destroy the enemy's civilian population.

Witches are the absolute evil alignment.

Gwen understands why most witches don't mind being called 'evil creatures' because they are!

The witch's recruit thought manual is also hidden in the equipment description.

The essence of it can be described in just one sentence:
"It's true that the battlefield is hell, but hell has been the territory of witches since ancient times. I hope you understand what I mean, recruits."

……

After the shock, Gwen became curious: "So, why did you get this equipment?"

"Lend it to you."

Curse Blade said: "In order to prevent Long Yan from making unreasonable actions in a fit of anger, the biggest advantage of the Witch-style suit is not only those strange spells, but also the ability to maneuver in the air. I prefer air superiority, with this set of equipment, you don't have to worry about Long Yan trying to kill you..."

She muttered: "Facing the witch, not many people dare to swing their swords. Secondly, even if you swing your sword, you can fly away. Long Yan has anti-air capabilities, but not many."

"That's reasonable." Gwen nodded in agreement.

Since he can guarantee his own safety, he is willing to do this activity of disturbing Long Yan at night!

But you still have to listen to the reason for the curse blade.

"If my guess is right about your relationship with Long Yan, you must already be a friend you can talk to for a few words, right?"

"..."

Gwen didn't deny it outright, but thought of another attack point: "After staying with you for a long time, I feel that I can become a good friend with anyone."

"Very nice. You're almost married, aren't you?"

Curseblade is more vicious.

—"Get the facts, Gwen. You'll never be as vicious as a squirrel, a squirrel, and I'll strangle her someday."

"As a friend, you have to rely on Long Yan, or you have to show this kind of trait, so that he will be happy. This is his personality trait, something that cannot be changed."

Gwen said, "You mean he's heroic?"

Curseblade spread his hands: "It's martyrism, or what we call a kind of tragic heroism. Simply put, it is the end of the story of our Utopian literature. The protagonist, an old man or a veteran who is somewhat close to the old man, took off the anti-virus mask, raised a rifle, rushed into the never-ending monster waves, hit rocks with pebbles, and attacked the entire ocean with a drop of water, yes, Long Yan has this kind of doctrine."

So will the tragic hero lose his temper after being woken up?
(End of this chapter)