"We're alive again?"

Standing in the queue, Shuliang looked at the warehouse administrator who was firing his gun and asked at the dwarf beside him.

"Yes, I'm alive again. I've just passed level 50."

The dwarf pursed his mouth and looked at his old brother with a very helpless expression.

"Take it aside, the level of the war position is no longer important except for the magic system."

Shuliang said, and subconsciously glanced at his panel. As a lucky person, there was nothing to do with a higher level.

"Tsk, I forgot that you are a lucky guy." The dwarf rolled his eyes.

At this time, when it comes to Shuliang, the warehouse administrator glanced at the guy: "It's still the first account, you guy is so lucky. Come on, this is your gun."

Shuliang took the handed over the musket and then the bullet bag. The warehouse administrator said that their team would start in half an hour and join the battle as a team to protect Roland Vado's left wing.

It was a rare jungle area on the plain, with green plants and small hills everywhere. Shuliang felt that his battle group was in trouble because it was a standard hell area. Players put on green camouflage outfits and hurt each other in the green ghost place everywhere. The only comfort is that the Heavenly Dog Scroll and the Magic Prop "Heavenly Dog Whistle" can be enough. The former can pay a corresponding magic position or magic position to summon a nest of Heavenly Dogs, and the latter can directly pull two elite templates of Heavenly Dogs from the outer plane. It is not impossible to pull a hero template with better luck.

It's just that the zero after the decimal point is too difficult to count.

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While both sides were desperately mobilizing personnel to prepare for a battle around Roland Wador, White noticed several carriages appearing on the edge of the large square of Roland Wador, and the grassland elves above were jumping off the carriage.

"It's not like a player," said the player who ran over to deliver the message. "These little things said they were here to help us."

"I'll go and have a look."

White had so many 1.2 meters in his own home, and he could not tell the age and identity of these little guys. When he walked in front of them, the young Paladin smiled and said, "This is very dangerous, don't you know."

"This is where we were born, and we want to come and help." said a little guy in the lead.

White recognized this girl at a glance. Although she was young, to be honest, this little guy was the most mature psychologically in this group of little guys. She stood in front of him like an old hen, with a serious and serious expression.

This made White think of his sisters. As the oldest among his sisters, Akane also stood between him and his sisters like this.

Now these girls are getting married, time passes so quickly.

"Welcome to Roland Wador, I see you as a seminary...student? pastor?"

"We are all serving." A little guy answered quickly, and then White saw the little girl turn around and give the quiz monster a heavy head.

It turned out to be the children of the Gods. Since that's the case, White naturally couldn't let them be hurt: "Come on, little guy, I am the commander here, and now I want to give you a very important task."

"Is that so?! That's great!"

“We will work hard to accomplish it!”

As a child, White smiled and took them to the emergency area: "Hi, little cutie, I'm bringing you assistants."

The dwarf girl, who was called a little cute, looked up at the grassland elf beside White, rolled her eyes at the paladin who spread rumors during the day: "Okay, little guys, your mission is to follow me to take good care of the wounded."

"Yeah, no, we are going to the battlefield!" a little guy said dissatisfied.

"Yes, we are not nannies!" Someone pursed.

Only the little girl coughed: "This is the commander's order!"

So the little guys shut their mouths, which made White very curious about what the girl is and how could she order her peers.

But now is not the time to be curious. White smiled at the dwarf girl and said, "I'll hand them over to you, little cutie."

"I know, don't worry." After the dwarf girl said, she turned around and clapped her hands: "Little guys, come and get the treatment package with me. After the battle begins, your performance is good or bad, which means whether the wounded can survive."

The little guys naturally patted their chests and said that there was no problem, and White also felt that there was no problem. After all, they were children from the Theological Seminary of the Gods. Although they were young, they were really braver than those escaping adults.

Thinking of this, Marceau signaled the kitten man sitting beside him to come over. The girl jumped out of the ammunition box and walked to White.

"Who do I want me to protect again?" asked the cat girl with her head tilted.

"Help me take care of these kids." White pointed to the children in the emergency area.

"Tsk, last time I asked me to take care of Tatabu, this time I asked me to take care of these little guys, and I like you, you didn't treat me as an outsider." The cat girl was furious.

"Are we outsiders?" White smiled and stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl's little head: "Tatab is young and needs our care. These little guys look nowhere near the older than Taatab."

"Well, I'm really angry with you, okay, but I'll put the ugly words in front of me. I don't object to Tatabu getting bigger. If you dare to find a big woman to make her bigger, I'll scratch your face!" The cat girl showed her teeth and then stuck out her tongue: "I'm leaving."

"Be careful, too." White couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as his girl walked towards the children.

"By the way! White! I heard Yuan say that they are coming, and the cat named Marceau will come, and I warn you! If you dare to bring the wild woman back, I will take Tatabu to join Yuan!"

"Dear, what's wrong with you?" White was a little embarrassed. What's wrong with this cat girl recently? This paranoia caused by the murder is really amazing.

"Hmph!" The cat girl snorted, then ran away with her tail swing.

What a hell, why has this girl become crazy like this recently? Is it really okay?

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What did I hear?

Anta looked at the big man standing there with his hands on his hips and the little cat-man who was running towards the distance. What they just said... Marceau?

Marceau...Who is Marceau?

Why does it sound so familiar, but... do I know Marceau?

Have I really... heard of this name?
Chapter completed!