Curse Blade suddenly issued an invitation: "Miss Laura, according to what you said, you don't seem to have formed a society yet? So have you ever considered joining the secret investigation? Although we don't have secret codes and core secret codes that we share with each other,

But the degree of freedom is unmatched by other associations?”

"Join the secret agent? Me?"

Laura looked extremely surprised.

This extremely surprised expression seemed to say, 'Can I do it too?'. This unusual feeling of inferiority was instantly caught by the curse blade. Squirrel Girl said in a very provocative tone: "No.

Wrong. The Secret Detective Society does not require loyalty, nor will it interfere with the specific development of each member's source power. It is essentially a mutual-help association, but it is more intimate. No matter what kind of secret the source power messenger has, they can feel free in it.

.”

She opened her hands and said seductively:

"On the road of Yuanli, it is very miserable and tiring to be alone. I always want to find someone to share the burden, to find someone to form a bond of life and blood; but after I wake up, I will realize that 'I am the only one on this road.

People can leave. Join the secret investigation, and you will get strangers who are not like-minded, but can chat and share together. You don't need to share secrets, you don't need to have in-depth communication, we are strangers who travel together.

A stranger with whom I have a good relationship."

She looked at Laura, who was already shaken, and smiled:

"No one will discover the coldness and secrets in your heart when they walk past you, but there will be people who can open their arms and give you a warm embrace and care that is no more than a stranger's. Come on, join us."

"..."

Laura's face was already moved, but she still said hesitantly: "I still need to think about it, okay?"

"no time limit."

Cursed Blade smiled: "Even if you want to join a few years later, you can. My group does not force others to join us within a certain time limit. After all, we are just strangers who form a team together. We don't have to make a [commitment] or make a commitment.

[Promise] It hurts the mind.”

After that, Curse Blade talked with Laura about various miscellaneous subjects.

Not surprisingly, Curse Blade can build a good relationship with everyone, including Laura. She is rich in knowledge and has learned a lot.

Gwen silently ate a lot of meat. The two eldest sisters seemed to think that he was not full and gave him more food.

At the door, Curse Blade and Laura exchanged mailing addresses and separated.

Got in the car.

Gwen asked curiously: "Will she join us?"

Curse Blade said with a 100% tone: "Yes, she will definitely join us, this is what she has shown. Our secret agent does not have a secret book that is enough to serve as a cornerstone, but it can still become a big

There are many associations, and the degree of cooperation between the various groups is quite high. The fundamental reason lies in our philosophy.”

Gwen thought for a moment: "Are you talking about that 'familiar stranger' thing?"

Curse Blade snorted: "Anyone with a secret will worry about whether others will dig out her secrets. As long as we promise not to dig out her secrets, and also promise not to 'take the initiative to make friends with her,' this will give people with secrets a chance."

A sense of security. In addition, she works for others and wanders between the two major religious orders? This is playing with fire, and she will also long for stability..."

Gwen asked: "You want stability and that's why you stay?"

Cursed Blade nodded: "That's right, the desire for stability is why she stopped here. As for whether we understand each other, hahahaha, after joining our group, can this matter still be decided by her?"

Curse Blade has unique abilities and a unique series of moves when recruiting others.

But then, Cursed Blade arranged another task for Gwen.

That is to do Laura's work.

In her words: "Do you know how the ace of the secret investigation team next door came to be? It was the boss of their team who borrowed a rabbit from me and asked the rabbit to rub his big fluffy tail! He deceived the other party.

After joining the group, their boss immediately returned the rabbit to me... Again, after joining the group, she couldn't help it anymore."

Classic scumbag remarks.

"..."

Out of this idea of ​​'let Gwen do the work', Gwen, driven by a strange driving force, asked Laura out the next day.

In the lower carriage area, in a library built in this relatively poor carriage, Gwen was waiting for Laura at the door.

About ten minutes later, when Gwen was already eating snacks and reading comic books, she was fascinated.

The sound of a man and a woman talking came from the "private area" of the library, and at the same time, the man and woman walked out of it.

The man is an old Root. The feathers on his ears are dull and dull, and most of his eyes are gray, like dry eye whites. He must have lost most of his vision. When speaking, the black ones look like paint.

The tongue full of ink kept looming, and the voice was very old: "Miss Laura is really amazing. She actually got this batch of documents from such a remote place. This cooperation is very pleasant..."

The woman is naturally Laura.

She was very fit today, wearing black leather pants and a close-fitting turtleneck sweater, which showed off her girlish figure. She was dressed very tastefully, and at the same time she said in a very excited tone: "Where is it? The documents you have here are really good."

It has benefited me a lot. I didn’t expect that dragons still exist in Utopia..."

"Hahaha, of course...ah, cough, cough!" Old Root coughed and coughed up a little ink... He wiped his mouth, "Dragons still exist, and they are divided into two types. One of them is

One type we call a quadrupedal dragon, which is a standard dragon full of animalistic nature, and the other is a two-clawed bipedal dragon, which is more intelligent, that is, smart... But sighting reports of any kind of dragon are very rare.

Documents and records proving their existence are even more scarce. The photos of dragons collected by our museum are already very rare treasures..."

dragon……

Are there dragons on Utopia?

Gwen has never heard the name of this creature that is at the top of the food chain in Western fantasy stories. It seems that in utopia, dragons are an almost taboo creature. In other words, they are in an extremely rare status.

, to the extent that most people have never heard of it, even the rangers who are looking for monsters in the wild.

Maybe that's the truth.

Gwen stepped forward to greet him.

His appearance made Old Root stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head and looked at Laura next to him.

Laura smiled: "This is Gwen, my friend."

"Hey, is it called Gwen? What a good name. In our library, we once had a special document and a part of the secret book on the mind flayer's ghost story. It is recorded on it that the mind flayer should be called 'Gwen'

The news... is a great name."

Utopians do not think it is insulting to say that others are "similar to weird stories".

On the contrary, just as describing someone as a 'wild boar' is actually a compliment, calling someone a 'weird story' as a miracle among the Envoys of Source Power is also a compliment.

Gwen smiled and nodded, and used a good external image to deal with old Root.

"Sir, this is a very good library. The collection of documents in it is the richest I have ever seen, and the location in this carriage is quite remarkable. The local residents need such a library."

"Yes, yes!" Old Root became excited, and a light briefly appeared in his gray eyes, "The lower carriage should not be called the lower carriage. On a train, if the person at the front of the train can understand the endless mysterious

If the person at the back of the train can’t even add, subtract, multiply or divide, it’s the mistake of people like us! I will spend my whole life building an academy train here.”

Gwen admires this kind of person.

After chatting for a while.

Old Root had to leave because of matters in the library.

Gwen followed Laura into the private area. Laura wanted to ask him to help with statistics on data, organization of documents, and basic translation and polishing of ancient documents against the translation vocabulary list.

This kind of commission, which has a high level of education and a rich cultural atmosphere, is the commission that the messengers of Utopia's source of power should accept.

Basically, the Origin Envoy is the position of scholar.

Just like the mages in a fantasy world.

Going out on adventures is only something that noble mage grandpas do occasionally. Most of the time, mage grandpas are making spell scrolls and medicines, and acting as bold shooters.

To be honest, many of the optional mage professions in tabletop games naturally have bugs in terms of plot. As long as they are not wild mage (a mage who has no teacher and learns savagely on his own), in theory, they are related to an entire school of thought.

...It is even possible to meet an old mage who is many times more awesome than him, and even to assume a position like an assistant... It is possible...

The source of the Source Force Envoys is more complicated. Not all Source Force Envoys are scholars, but they definitely have a considerable amount of knowledge accumulation that is enough to be called a 'scholar'.

Old Curator Root provided Laura with an empty carriage specially used for study and asked her to move some bottles and cans and boxes of complex materials into it.

Gwen sat in front of the table, looking at the complex documents in front of her, feeling a little jailed.

So he made a copy without hesitation and stuffed it into his thinking space.

"..."

Documents appeared in front of Mao Deng. These lazy cats suddenly made frightened sounds:

"Meow ow ow!"

Then it floated away.

Sister Gezi, the mind flayer, pretended to be asleep and shouted like "mind flayer*".

Only Long Gewen looked calm on the surface, but actually looked at these documents with a mask of pain, sighed, and picked up the pen...

"..."

Gwen picked up the pen and divided the document into paragraphs in a subtle way, adding some punctuation marks.
To be continued...