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Chapter 1267 No. 174: It is not difficult to see that she has indeed lacked some growth

The original meaning of uninvited guest refers to a guest who comes without being invited.

Literally uninvited.

This is actually a neutral word, but with the changes of the times, it has gradually been used by many people to refer to bad guests, and some people even don't care about the original meaning of "come uninvited".

Miss Wishdale was such a person.

Of course, as an old mercenary who has spent most of her time on the battlefield, you probably can't expect her to know much about Yan Guoyu (Dong Yan on Terra's side).

Not to mention the Dongyan dialect here, which is basically the same, but has some differences in details, which makes it easier for time travelers to make common sense jokes.

Because the Rhodes Island headquarters is located in the Boundary Gate District, the translation machine is always on, so Wishdale, who has to listen to both Dongyan and Far Eastern languages ​​frequently, is often urged by people around him and colleagues to learn a few words.

Although she did not study very hard and her learning was not very successful, she had her own understanding of foreign languages ​​such as Dongyan.

At this moment, she very much suspected that Omer Linton was an uninvited guest.

If you want to know the reason, it is naturally that the other party lured Tracy back with just one sentence, even though he was planning to leave with the other people who were being expelled or dismissed.

Just that one sentence:

"I have an opportunity to redeem myself by making amends for my crime. Would you like to consider it?"

The words were clearly spoken in Dongyan language, and the meaning of them reaching her ears through simultaneous interpretation was also a polite inquiry, but her warning radar sounded, as if she had encountered a stand of the same type.

Of course, more importantly:

"Why? What problem do you have that you need help with?" Tracy asked as he approached, causing Miss Dabuluo's eyes to flash with a moment of displeasure.

Even though you know this guy lost to that guy for the second time, aren't you taking him too seriously?

This was something she had not found in the information she had found when she surfed the Internet. Even when she had had the opportunity to observe the two men communicating from a distance in the laboratory before, she had not noticed any friendship between them. But Tracy's reaction now made her inevitably suspicious.

You have to know how much she wants to stay with His Highness, and how much she hates the guy who disturbs her stay with His Highness.

Whether it's Tracy or Dr. Rorschach, she has to remember them all in her little notebook.

Her resentment was so deep that even if there was no explosive plot update in the mobile game, she would still keep a close eye on the movements of the two guys, and even unconsciously used the observation skills and instinctive perception developed in her life as a mercenary.

Of course, given the circumstances of Tracy and Dr. Rorschach, this level of understanding is not commendable.

As people in high positions and with extremely high support rates, there are a lot of people who try to understand and analyze these two people.

People like Vishdale who are unwilling to admit that they understand them are not ranked at all.

But such a low ranking can only be attributed to the fact that those around Da Te and the doctor are too arrogant, rather than that her judgment is of low quality.

Wishdale has always been very confident.

As confident as she is, she dares to accelerate "doubt" to "certainty" the moment it arises.

She was sure that was a rare expression of concern from Tracy, even though he still had a pouty face.

The last time I saw him behave like this was when I was with Manfred. The next time I saw him was when he was chatting with the guy in the white coat in the distance. Now, I saw Omer Linton, who has been the center of attention since I heard about him...

She didn't need any experience to make a judgment. She was good at causing trouble for others and had already smelled the scent of trouble.

But she was tied to the flagpole and couldn't run away at all, so Tracy's conversation might be a good thing. It made it easier for her to keep silent and pretend to be dead, while the other two continued chatting.

"It's not a big deal, but it's not a small deal either. Miss Wishdale showed up just in time."

"This guy?" Tracy raised his head and glanced at the silver-haired, red-horned woman. Although he was looking down on her, he looked down on her with a sense of contempt. He never concealed his dissatisfaction with this little follower of his sister.

This dissatisfaction grew further after the mobile game was updated to the forefront, allowing that little follower to become the leader of mercenaries, the new hope of the Sarkaz, and the new Speaker of the Tower of Babel.

Because he didn't quite recognize the ability of Vishdale in the game, and when he looked back at the more immature guy in front of him, he had mixed feelings.

Pity their misfortune and be angry at their lack of resistance are not enough to describe the complexity of his heart, but fortunately, the ideal level of reality means he does not need to set aside time to indulge in it.

He only needed to show the demeanor of a 200-year-old elder and boss and express his disdain for Vishdale, "Whose kid is this?"

"If you ask her to do some quiet job, she'll just mess it up."

As a person who had experienced this, Tracys had experienced how difficult it was for this little girl, who was second only to the wonderful Custer girl, who was highly regarded by his sister, to work as a clerk, so he allowed her to be his sister's bodyguard.

——Even so, he would still replace it when he had the chance, even if it was only for a period of time.

Compared to this impetuous and lively little girl, Kwisashina's calm demeanor is more suitable for attending those social occasions with her sister.

But it's a pity...

"I think Vishdale did a good job too~"

The one who spoke up to refute at this time was his sister, who was always easy to talk to as long as it didn't involve major decisions.

"Your Highness..."

Seeing the other person approaching and speaking for him, it is difficult for someone to continue pretending to be dead.

"You should reflect on yourself, Vishdel," Theresa looked at the touched girl with a slightly troubled look, and then turned to explain to her brother, "Hedley said that Vishdel studied very hard, and Manfred also proved it, didn't he?"

"That's limited to the document sorting work you gave her," Tracy pointed out the limitation incisively. "If you can ask her to complete the work on Omer's side, then I really don't need to warn him."

"Well……"

"..."Faced with the worried and hesitant look of His Highness, the white-haired, red-horned man hanging above briefly regained the guilt he had lost for a long time.

The young man who spoke up to break the atmosphere instantly changed the perception of the Red Corner people.

"That's not necessary," he said, looking up at Vishdale, "because I need her to participate in combat operations, and her role is to provide cover for the operations."

"To put it simply..." He said, looking at the surroundings which were already much quieter, and still set up a soundproof barrier.

"Ms. Holhaiya, I'm sure you all know her."

He spoke slowly, glancing at everyone's reactions before continuing:

"She is spying for me, and what I want Miss Wishdale to do is to wait for her signal, and then deliver a deceptive explosion when she might mess up or have to withdraw halfway."

"I can guarantee that you won't be held responsible for anything you blow up, so I think this is probably a simple job, just enough to offset the slight... um, offense you caused me during this event." He looked up with his fingers crossed, "Is that right?"

"Huh?" Although using others as a tool to make money and play tricks on others is indeed offensive, Miss W never cares about these things. When the other party said this so formally, she subconsciously wanted to laugh, but she had to control her expression because His Highness was there.

"I mean, regarding what you've done and what you're going to do next, this commission is pretty easy and simple, isn't it?"

"What's her next plan?" Tracy wondered.

"I think this lady is going to..."

"Okay, I accept it, no problem."

Oh, awesome! Qidian put the fragments of my draft in the wrong place.