"Compared with the fact that my predecessor, Mr. Convict, concealed this mission, I am actually more curious... why should we investigate them?"
Mr. Lazy Belphegor rarely showed the appearance of having thought deeply. He held the long beak on his mask and looked at the black cat with burning eyes: "You know, there are not a hundred unknown wizard organizations hiding in the First University.
There are thirty or fifty, including our seven deadly sins... Do we have to investigate every organization?"
"I thought the members in this conference room would be more mature." Black Cat glanced at him: "Curious or not, does it mean anything to everyone here? What if I said those crows attacked my laboratory?
, causing me to lose a large amount of gold, is this a sufficient reason?"
“Very adequate.”
Mr. Arrogant spoke up again, took over the role of host of the meeting, glanced at Belphegor, with a hint of warning in his eyes: "The purpose of the Seven Deadly Sins is unity and mutual assistance. We will not interfere with the freedom of any member, nor question any member."
A member's private commission...any curiosity should have a safe boundary."
Several other members nodded and expressed agreement with this statement.
Belphegor immediately raised his hands: "I have no idea of prying into anything... I just feel that it is rare for an envoy to issue such a private commission. After all, he is usually only responsible for supervising and collecting 'opinions'."
The so-called ‘opinions’ are actually applications submitted by members of the Seven Deadly Sins, which are summarized by the guilty envoys and forwarded to other tripartite organizations that have dealings with the Seven Deadly Sins for completion.
Hearing this word, Black Cat's heart moved slightly - in theory, as the 'culprit' of the Seven Deadly Sins, he should be able to contact many official or unofficial wizard organizations. In this way, the mask will be exposed to the 'crows'
It seems like the net could be made bigger.
The only problem is-
"After collecting opinions, how do I contact other wizard organizations?" Black Cat turned his head and looked curiously at the wizard wearing a bat mask: "Is there a list or contact information?"
As soon as the words came out, seven pairs of eyes in the entire conference room stared at it.
The black cat staring straight at him felt uncomfortable all over.
"Is there any problem?" it asked quietly.
"The problem is huge."
Mamen, who was wearing a fox mask, sighed, and his tone seemed a little weird: "Shouldn't it be your responsibility to contact other organizations? Why do you ask us for contact information..."
"Gene Era"
The witch wearing a cat-face mask spoke with surprise in her voice: "Or, you don't know who to contact? You are a sinner. How could you not know about this kind of thing?"
"Then what's the point of holding a meeting tonight!" The wizard wearing a bat mask said gloomily: "Didn't your predecessor tell you the responsibilities of the sinner when he handed over?"
"Convene meetings, supervise the internal 'transactions' of the society, and collect members' requests." The black cat also noticed the thorn in this question, and replied dryly: "Other than that, it is to hide yourself and not be exposed by others.
People discover their true identity.”
"That's it?" Mr. Fury's attitude was a little irritable.
"That's it." The black cat spread its claws honestly, looking like I was helpless.
"He didn't tell you how to contact other tripartite organizations?" The witch wearing a cat-face mask still seemed unable to believe what she was hearing.
"Aside from taking me to participate in the assessment tasks you prepared," Black Cat sat there blankly, thinking hard about his experiences in the past few weeks, and finally shook his head affirmatively: "...he really hasn't had any personal connections with me."
"Hey, that guy is still as annoying as ever." Mr. Greedy, who was wearing a fox mask, sneered twice: "He kept saying useless nonsense one after another, and he refused to say a word of useful words..."
Beelzebub pushed away the chair and stood up, interrupting Mammon's complaint.
Noticing the inquiring eyes of others, the fat wizard wearing a pig-head mask shook the box in his hand and said lazily: "The convener of tonight's meeting said that today's meeting is meaningless, so I will still stay here.
What are you doing? Are you going to spend the night holding this box of dried meat that is almost finished?"
The wizard wearing a sheep's head mask approached the black cat and pointed at his mouth.
The black cat impatiently turned the ring on his claw wrist, dispelling the silent magic on him.
"Good night to everyone." The sheep-headed man, who had been banned twice in one night, finally became much better behaved, shook his head, and followed Beelzebub out of the conference room.
Then there is Samael.
Then there are Belphegor and Mammon.
Soon, only the black cat, Mr. Arrogance and Ms. Jealousy were left in the conference room.
"This is really the fastest meeting I have ever had." The witch wearing a cat mask looked at the black cat with a smile: "What are you going to do? Find your ex to make up for it?"
"Then how do I contact him?" The black cat's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at the witch eagerly - this time, no matter how much the witch reached out to grab its tail, it gritted its teeth and acquiesced.
"How do I know this?" The witch wrapped her fingertips around the black cat's tail, pointed at the ruby ring on the black cat's wrist, and added happily: "He has already given the ring to you... and the only person we can contact is
The current sinner."
The black cat weakly pulled back its tail.
"Perhaps, you should wear that ring and walk around in private, you should get unexpected results." The arrogant man wearing a bat mask finally gave this suggestion: "At least the wandering gray wizards should recognize it.
it."
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After leaving the conference room, the black cat went straight to the cat fruit tree, hoping to see his ex wearing a white mask under the tree - of course, he also knew that this possibility was slim.
Today is Saturday, the atmosphere in the school is a little livelier than usual at night, but it is limited.
When passing by a remote corner, it noticed a small pile of burning fire in the corner and several first-year wizards surrounding the fire.
The black cat's ears twitched.
"...Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, riches, honors, beauty and ugliness are all their own..."
The freshmen chanted nonsensical prayers, and from time to time they danced around the fire with their teeth and claws like crabs, very much like those dark wizards performing evil rituals.
The cat's curiosity was immediately aroused and it deviated slightly from the planned route.
Then, it saw several straw men lying in the small fire - some with one head, some with two heads, the style was familiar, but the appearance was new.
The black cat's face was immediately darker than the night.
It crept quietly behind the freshmen and suddenly shouted:
"The patrol is coming!"
Several freshmen immediately ran away, and one even lost all his shoes. The black cat pulled his ears and threw the lost shoe into the fire as a sacrifice to the grass people.
Then its mood became better.
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