A short distance from the destination, Marceau had already confirmed the exact location of the destination. He did not need the cat's sensitive sense of smell or the same sensitive hearing. The cat just looked at the dwarf called "Three Hands" and bit a fish tail in his mouth, rolling and crawling out from under the wooden door of the hotel. Two seconds later, a grassland elf girl wearing a gray leather robe embroidered with the Arcane Brotherhood logo and holding a giant stone hammer stick hit the wooden door blocking the way to pieces. Her long black hair flew in the wind, and their little master obviously slapped an acceleration technique for himself. Therefore, two seconds later, a black-haired dwarf with a slow technique on his body was slapped on the head and fell into a pool of blood without any suspense.

With Marceau's understanding of the "murderer", he must have shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise a dwarf would have been beaten into pieces by a hammer.

"I told you not to touch that fish! You disobedient bastard! Do you really want to make me angry!"

After roaring at the dwarf in the pool of blood, the girl who was dragging the blood-stained weapon found the cat. After a few seconds of staring at her big eyes, the girl dropped the weapon in her hand and accelerated to run towards the cat... Then Yang watched her cousin and the cat fly several meters away and roll into a ball.

The moment Anne rushed over, Marceau felt like a giant dump truck full of Martian soil came towards him. No meeting in his lifetime is enough to describe the thrilling and thrilling moment.

"Marceau, get up." When Anne stood up, the future Arcane Brotherhood member, the most powerful combat mage among the players, smiled and stretched out his hand and pulled Marceau up.

"It's obviously a head shorter than me, where did you get your strength?" Marceau was a little embarrassed by the girl's great strength. The latter didn't have any sense of self-consciousness. He pulled the cat and walked into the hotel. While walking, he also introduced the food he made to the former: "I heard you are coming, but today I have made a lot of delicious food..."

"Annie, this guy seems to be about to die." Marceau asked as the three hands of the dwarf lying on the ground approached him, feeling a little uneasy about the pool of blood caused by the firepower of friendly forces.

"In addition to your favorite lion head meatballs, there are also yellow croaker cooked with meat bone soup, crispy lamb chops and foie gras sauce." Anne smiled and threw a fatal weight on the balance of reason and appetite.

"It's so good, I'm already hungry." Without thinking, Marceau immediately made an instinctive choice between passers-by and food, and the unlucky dwarf on the ground would make him rot.

"Annie, drag three hands back to the hotel, at least we can't let him die outside." Yang, who had already stepped into the hotel, ordered.

"Okay, sister." Annie came to Sanshou when she heard this, leaned over and grabbed the dwarf's collar with one hand, then got up and laughed at Marceau: "This guy just stole the meat and bone soup I made for you to cook yellow croaker, so I taught him a lesson."

The cat who learned the facts immediately fed the dog the last bit of sympathy for the dwarf. It is better for this dwarf to be rotten in place.

Following the girl into the hotel, Marceau adjusted the pupils of the cat's eyes, and then brought the situation in the hotel into his eyes. Putting aside the steps leading to the second floor in the corner of his left hand and a few tables and chairs, the large table in the center of the hotel was already filled with delicious food, and Anne and Young's companions were eating voraciously. Perhaps because the head of the dwarf in Anne's hand was still dripping plasma on the ground, no one could wait to kill the meat and bone soup, crispy lamb chops, foie gras sauce and sausages and their lives.

"Sister, I'll leave it to you." Annie handed the dwarf in her hand directly to her cousin Yang.

Yang reached out and stretched out his hand to open the dwarf's right eyelid and confirmed it, then put his finger on his neck... and nodded with peace of mind: "Okay, it seems that he has passed the identification and is lucky." Then the girl turned around and looked at the dining table, "Carando, come here to treat A San's two minor injuries."

"No problem." The red-headed human priest who was sitting next to the gray-haired dwarf who was eating Haisai and fighting with chicken legs stood up, wiped the grease in his hand on the priest's robe, ran over to take the dwarf in Annie's hand, and brushed two of the unlucky guy with minor injuries.

As soon as the dwarf who broke free from the arms of the god of death opened his eyes, he immediately rolled and crawled to the long table. His knees softened and he hugged the gray-haired female paladin. Marceau naturally knew this person. She was Yang's half-sister, Akarin Anchorage. In the game, she was called Akarin Gold Power.

Anchorage is the surname of Yang's mother. This lady had a relationship in her early years, but unfortunately she met the wrong person. After Akarin was born, the man disappeared without a trace with her. Mrs. Anchorage dragged Akarin to suffer a lot. All this was until when Akarin was three years old, the former Mrs. Anchorage, now Mrs. Oranto, met Yang's father, and the newly grown twins in the Oranto family... Marceau could not know the inner story of Mrs. Anchorage and her second husband, but Yang's birth was a fact.

Anne's birth is a bit incomprehensible. How the sister of the twins agreed to the proposal of the chimpanzee at the Tulingen family was the biggest gossip in the past twenty years. However, all this naturally had nothing to do with Marceau. Although Anne's father was called an orangutan, it was only because of his size and body hair. However, the big father was a careful and considerate good man, and no one would object to this.

"Dear! I almost died just now!" The dwarf shouted loudly, holding Akarin's plate-armored leggings.

Dear, the cat almost laughed when she heard this. These three hands looked extremely unfair, but as a cat who came over, the surname "Three Hands" was Lin Qingfeng. Marceau knew how this person performed in the later stages. In the DND system, the thief's gold-finger profession usually has two ways: combat and reconnaissance. The former is from stabbing in the back to fighting face to face with people. The latter is the top leader, while the latter focuses on unlocking, stealth, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance. The former is competent for one person, and if you want to be the leader among the latter, you must have a head that will not make you stupid.

Lin Qingfeng is very smart. Although he is more like a good guy in the team, Marceau will never underestimate a future shadow thief master who can open a six-ring lock in five seconds.

"Qingfeng, that's your sister-in-law." At this moment, the bald barbarian with a blue butt mark on his upper body and his face swallowed the food in his mouth and said in a rough voice.

"Honey!"

"Enough, Qingfeng, today's matter is your fault. Annie has said that the fish must not be touched." The female knight obviously couldn't stand the dwarf's big watery eyes. She reached out and lifted him to the chair beside her: "Yang, my sister, can you give this fool a snack pie?"

"No problem, sister, this idiot can meet you, it's a blessing for me to cultivate in my previous life." Yang, who had already sat down, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

The red-haired half-length man, who was biting a rabbit leg, raised his gray eyebrows after swallowing the rabbit flesh: "Yang, if there are rabbit legs in the kitchen, I'll give me one more!"

"No problem, Uncle Big Toe."

"Yang, I want another venison porridge." The bald barbarian added.

"I will serve you a bowl, Garon."

"Two foodies." Annie turned her head and glanced at her, then turned around and grabbed a yellow croaker into a bowl to start processing fish bones. Marceau, who was sitting next to her, found that Annie had started the feeding mode, and she immediately activated the foodie mode.

"Ah! Annie! Are you showing your love in front of us bachelors??" The elf who had not made any noise finally entered a state of indomitable tolerance at this time. The handsome silver-haired man slapped his big hands on the long table. He had a stance that I would show you if you didn't mean it.

"What, Pingtuo, are you any dissatisfied?" Annie looked calm and peaceful, but she reached to the bench and grabbed the exposed veins on the left hand of the stick-hammer grip. She betrayed the anger caused by the disturbance in her master's heart: "Tell me quickly and let me listen."

"Please... Please don't worry about us no matter what..." In the face of the fatal violence that was about to come, the elf admitted his conscience, and his face was covered with sweat on his forehead.

Marceau bit the fish between the chopsticks in Annie's hand. The cat who is proficient in acting naturally knew that doing so would win the girl's favor. This is true. Seeing that the cat is so unbearable, Annie immediately started feeding.

Five fish went into the cat's mouth in a few seconds, and then there were delicious crispy lamb chops and foie gras sauce sausage. Considering that he had never been a villain who only ate, the cat also picked up the chopsticks and started feeding Anne. When Yang walked out of the kitchen, he put the food he needed to eat on the table, and walked to the uninhabited position on the other side of the cat and sat down, and fed each other with his sister.

After feeding Anne and Young a piece of meat sausages separately, Marceau opened his live channel.

"Couple Go and die the dead group! Let's raise wooden stakes! Burn this half-dog man and woman to death!" Someone left the latest message in the bottom section of the message board, which is the white branded chief half-orc shaman "Meda Nature Fist"... Ha, this chimpanzee's true destiny girl is afraid that she hasn't entered the game yet. A single man is not worthy of the truth.

"I'll add fuel!" Someone immediately posted a message that it was the dwarf thief's "Three Hands". This guy seemed to be secretly surfing the Internet. Thinking of this, Marceau sent a screenshot of the live address to Akarin, and then he saw a paladin reaching out and twisting the dwarf's ear.

"I'll add firewood!" The third diplomat of the Capture Walker Wing, the wind elf poet "Moranton Xiamian", sent a bloody and tears expression. As soon as the guy jumped out, Marceau thought of the famous joke - 'Have you heard it? Morranton broke up again.'' Are you talking about the day before yesterday, yesterday, or today'. This guy was changed over during the genetic adjustment stage. As a beautiful sissy, any girl should consider her own feelings before she likes him.

‘I’ll buy you another barrel of oil!’ – The chief thief and diplomat of the Adventure Group ‘Dragon and Beauty’, the halfling ‘Ron Milosevic’ speech immediately attracted the rebuttal of the ‘Saint Yao’ Guild ‘Iron Ambition’ mother group, the canary Paladin of the Holy Clan ‘Apachi Nolanst’ – ‘You have the scum of a couple! Don’t want to mix into our pure team!’
Chapter completed!