Chapter 111: The Secret of Management Success / Sudden Tasks
"Sokka! Where's my coke?"
"Red Dog, where did you hide my shoes?"
"..."
There was a lot of noise in the carriage at the base.
Today is a rare occasion when everyone is here and staying in the carriage hall tacitly.
Because they found out that the Cursed Blade would be back at noon today, everyone was waiting.
The fact that Cursed Blade honestly said "What time will I go home" is even rarer than the appearance of a large cat lantern in the cat lantern trade tree.
Once you know the time, it will be easier to arrange it.
They all made time to prepare to 'discuss' something with Curse Blade.
…
Gwen lowered his head and looked at the information compiled by Tu Xi in his hand, exhaled slowly, and Laura's voice sounded behind his head:
"Gwen! I haven't seen you for one day, and it feels like three hundred years have passed!"
Turning your head, you can see the dazzling golden hair and the joyful sapphire eyes. Miss Laura appeared carrying a hiking bag and wearing the clothes of an adventurer.
Gwen raised her hand and showed half a smile - that is, a smile on her lips: "Laura, didn't you say you were going to go treasure hunting the day before yesterday?"
Laura put down her hiking bag and sat next to Gwen enthusiastically. The petite adventurer showed a depressed look: "Hey, don't mention how unlucky it is."
Gwen picked up the teacup, sniffed it first - showing a slightly charming expression of satisfaction, took a sip, then looked at Laura with her big blue eyes, and said: "Isn't it going well?"
"A big surprise!"
As if to illustrate how big the accident was, Laura opened her hands as if to hug Mihira in front of her.
Mihayla had seen a lot of them, but she had never seen many female gangsters of this style. She smiled coquettishly and twisted away, then covered her mouth and ran towards the girl who was rubbing against the dark cat.
Rabbit Cat - By the way, after Rabbit Cat fell from the ceiling and was caught by the dark cat, he suddenly felt that his "enemy" was a bit "opposite" and a bit "upper"... Ha, Wilgi
people.
Gwen didn't think about the dark cat's complaints behind her.
But I couldn't help but think about what Dark Cat had troubled me that day.
…
It was night, and Dark Cat quietly knocked on the door and entered his room.
Just when I thought the dark cat was up to something evil, the cat nature finally got the better of me...
The disappointed dark cat turned around: "Gwen, don't you know how to massage? Help me massage my waist."
He asked: "What's wrong?"
The dark cat bared its teeth and said, "Suka's, the rabbit is at least 20% heavier than it looks. My waist is almost broken by her, Suka!"
…
The soft flesh of the rabbit is quite heavy.
Gwen took another sip of tea and asked Laura: "So you gave up treasure hunting in the wilderness because of this big accident? This is not like you."
"Yes, it certainly doesn't look like it, but there is certainly no way."
Laura took out her notebook from her hiking bag and complained: "Who knows what the weather is like, and there is a sudden forest fire!"
"Forest fire?"
Gwen suddenly remembered something and her movements were a little stiff.
Could it be...
Laura kept chattering: "Yes, there was a very unethical fire near Cavan Forest...Oh, it seems that you have been somewhere else, the last time you went on a business trip?"
Grid's ridicule sounded in his mind.
——[Hehe, the princess with a single fire eye is a bit angry? 】
--Shut up.
——[Yes, princess. I humbly obey your orders.]
——……
Click.
There was a crack in the handle of the teacup in Gwen's hand.
Sparks came like lightning.
The soft cat ears turned back and then moved forward again.
Gwen said before the cat started crying, "I'll pay for the teacup."
Sparks immediately became silent and turned back into a cute shot, diligently changing cups for Gwen. In the secret investigation team, Sparks handles all consumables and daily necessities, but it is said that Cursed Blade has a very powerful one.
Her accountant friend allowed her to see through the vicious Welji cats’ accounting plan.
legend……
Sparks, this cat, dared to exchange the cost of a privately made weapon for military use!
Bad cat.
Gwen watched Sparks wagging her tail and walked away, tilted her head, and saw Laura's eyes that were almost straight.
Sui Suo Suo——
He moved to the side.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm not a pervert."
"OK."
Sui Suo Suo——
"It's further away!"
"..."
After some hard work, Gwen temporarily removed the label of pervert from her.
Maybe it was his suspicious eyes that a little irritated Laura.
Sister Laura took out her notebook and shook it: "What is your proposal? This time I plan to come up with a new idea with Curse Blade. We need to clear out an entire area and build an advanced archaeological research laboratory.
cabin."
An entire research cabin costs at least tens of thousands of military dollars.
Gwen suddenly felt that she was in a small position.
Gwen’s suggestion was to [build a medicine bath], but now I feel that my layout is too small!
But that's it.
There is also a problem.
The pattern is so big, can Curse Blade recognize it?
Gwen asked: "The idea is a good one, but we are just a group of associations, and all fees are voluntary. We don't have many people. If we want to come up with such a large carriage plan, I'm afraid Curse Blade won't agree, right?"
"
"So I also prepared a preliminary plan to buy a set of archaeological equipment so that I can conduct research in the hall."
Laura blinked slyly: "She refused once, and I gave in from a carriage to a set of equipment. If I refuse again, I won't be able to justify it, right?"
Good guy.
Does this mean that ‘Utopian people all have eclectic personalities...’?
In her heart, Gwen severely condemned the ugly behavior of people like Laura, and at the same time, she revised her small plan to "ask for a spa car", hey.
…
Noon came quickly, and even the Rabbit, Dark Cat and other Welgi people who were not energetic enough had their lunch comfortably.
Lunch was a mixture of mashed potatoes and sauce, plus freshly bought chicken, beef and pork, and some homemade sausages. These ingredients were cooked in the kitchen compartment of Wuyuanren's apartment and served, and the rabbit was still bleeding.
Another round of coffee for everyone...
Eat and drink enough.
We chatted for about half an hour.
Footsteps finally sounded outside the carriage.
The Curse Blade is back.
…
"To be honest, I already thought that you would be waiting for me here, but I didn't expect that you would be here too."
The curse blade pointed at Gwen and then at Laura.
Laura blended in very quickly and threw the word 'Suka' directly in her face. At the same time, she put her hands on her hips, raised her chest and raised her head: "We don't donate to the group just for you to go out and have fun, eat, drink and have fun. We want something more substantial."
!”
"The best coffee!" - Rabbit.
The fleshy cat with big thighs was obviously loved. Even though the dark cat next to her couldn't stand this guy, and even though he almost broke his waist in an accident, he still reached out and rubbed her hair.
, and rubbed her cat ears.
I don’t worry about whether my worth will be lowered after being exposed.
After all, anonymous entrustment is still the main business.
For example, if you entrust someone by name, you will be charged a heavy sum.
Clean up monsters.
Escort mail.
Capturing animals alive…
As long as it was a task related to efficiency, Gwen completed it extremely quickly, completing it at a lightning speed. The efficiency was only a little slower than the cursed blade that seemed to "not need to sleep". Squirrel Girl didn't know how to do it.
The completion process of people's commissions is quite outrageous, with perfect route planning.
If Gwen is the kind of big-box player with superhuman energy and speed, Curblade is obviously the kind of top-level Resident Evil player who is very good at "planning" for a limited backpack.
Cursed Blade clapped his hands: "I have to say that when we are on the verge of war, our Yuanli Association is at its most prosperous."
She pointed at the table: "You can talk about your suggestions now. Come on, I'm ready. No matter how outrageous, I can try to understand..."
The main course is served.
…
The requirements of the rabbit are relatively normal, but not that normal.
Cursed Blade glanced at it and almost got stuck: "Sister Tuyi, are you serious? You actually want to build a Welji agent team, with the number reaching a battalion?"
"Of course I'm serious, Meow Meow!"
Tu Xi said with reason: "Although we have quite an advantage in intelligence, this advantage is only to sell intelligence as a commodity, that is, we can only use the 'benchmark value' of the intelligence, such as where and where the source is.
Opportunities to improve your abilities, such as information on wanted criminals and monster armies..."
She breathed a long sigh of relief and puffed up her cheeks: "...This information was seriously wasted. When we sold it, what we received was nothing more than military use, relics, treasures, and high-value materials... Therefore, I proposed to establish a
The Wilgit Special Agent Battalion will make reasonable use of this information."
Do you think her suggestion is not good?
It's actually pretty good.
The value of intelligence should not only be used to sell it as a commodity. For example, pure intelligence merchants in movies and games often cannot sit in such a high position. Because the most important value of intelligence is "use", and
Not [for sale].
The value of building a team of agents is unquestionable.
"If it is a large group of monsters, we can send agents to investigate and determine the location, and finally connect the lanes, so that we can send Gwen or Mihaila to clear them out, and then transport all the loot back for division and sale."
"If it is information and intelligence about the relic, we, with a large number of agents, can conduct in-depth research and excavation based on this information. A good relic is worth thousands of military rounds."
It can be said to be a pretty good idea.
pity.
This idea doesn't work.
"It's too expensive." Cursed Blade pressed his temples, with an indescribable sense of exhaustion on his face, "Rabbit and Cat, think about how much this agent training carriage costs? We can't catch a Wilkie.
Just let them be agents? Although Agent Wilgi is indeed famous throughout Utopia..."
At this time, the rabbit smiled sadly, and flicked its thick and hairy tail: "Then how about narrowing it down to a small group? Hehehe, I have some friends who can just take on these responsibilities. Although fighting is not
It's possible, but it can be done by gathering information and providing support through various channels..."
She shook her hand and said with a smile: "A person only needs twenty military rounds a month. A group can't use a hundred military rounds a month. How about it? It's a good deal, right?"
This should be the true purpose of the rabbit.
And Curse Blade will probably agree?
Gwen thought, Curse Blade is an ambitious team leader, and he will definitely seize this opportunity...
As expected.
After struggling for two or three minutes, Cursed Blade said: "Passed, does anyone have any objections?"
Everyone looks at the nose and the heart.
It's only a 100-piece military deal, so there's no need to offend the rabbit. After each of them passes the plan, they still need the other's help!
After the rabbit got what she wanted, she lazily held her tail and started looking for stray hairs on the cat's tail.
Boom——
Boom——
Even plucking hair!
The tails of Welgian cats do grow fur faster.
The hair on the tail of a short-haired cat like a dark cat also grows very fast!
…
After that is the Gray Tower.
Xiong Xiong's proposal to hire a Shad security team was approved.
It’s not that everyone doesn’t want to bully Gray Tower, but because Gray Tower brought up this reason is indeed right, that is, as Gwen, Mihaisha and Cursed Blade’s field missions increased, the three of them successfully grasped the
Focusing on the market, we vigorously developed the team's focus, strengthened user perception, and improved vehicle functions to a certain extent.
——To put it simply, the three of them are relatively house-keeping types. They will pick out some good cars from the gangs who are out killing them.
As more and more cars are stored.
Businesses such as in-vehicle cargo transportation should also be put on the agenda.
In essence, it is to take advantage of Gwen's popularity - Gwen has become somewhat famous in the circle recently. It is said that if you put Gwen's photo in your wallet, you can increase your chance of escaping when you encounter strange stories... This kind of weird thing
It is unknown how the legend came about. However, due to a kind of survivor bias, this rumor has become more and more popular.
This reputation must also be put to good use.
Hiring a team of Shad security guards to do business is cheap, can increase your income, and can also increase your reputation. Why not?
…
And then there's the spark.
Spark's requirements are relatively unique, requiring more intelligence agents and purchasers.
"We have to station a harvesting team permanently on board the Red Wheat, and we have to go to the hunting spots on the homecoming line to harvest, and we also have to collect the goods on the train. Not to mention how many large cat lanterns we squatted down, just when we squatted down to bring them
The Enchanted Cat Lantern is pretty good."
Reasonable request.
In Gwen's opinion, there was no loophole at all, so it passed.
…
Gwen discovered the curse blade's troubles.
The entire secret reconnaissance team is considered an elite, and the suggestions put forward by the elites are often very good and very useful. Therefore, after unifying them one by one, they found that even the warehouses and storages with such abundant resources are still not enough.
.
…
What would I do if it were me?
Gwen thought.
What should he do if this is the time when he is the leader of a team, the leader of a group, or the president of an association?
Even though I was just thinking, I couldn't get any useful information.
This is destined to be an unsolvable problem.
The only option is to 'increase deposits'.
Gwen thought.
Then she eagerly absorbed the experience of Curse Blade and her way of handling it.
…
The largest expenditure came from Mihayla.
Mihayla requested to build an alchemy workshop to produce various alchemy tools and improved materials. This request should have been rejected, but after Mihayla took out her self-study alchemy degree, she
Passed as a matter of course.
It's not easy to get this degree.
It can even be said to be one of the most difficult degrees to obtain. This degree requires a very rich knowledge of mysticism and can be said to be a composite degree.
Building an alchemy workshop for this kind of degree is not unacceptable, especially after calculating its profits and the continuous production of various props and items, it is a worthwhile transaction.
…
Gwen's request for a medicinal bath was also approved.
Cursed Blade paid great attention to his feelings and immediately made a decision: "I will ask Sophia (the apartment owner) what she thinks later. We should be able to install an attached hot air balloon cabin here."
Hot air balloon cabins are carriages floating in the sky connected by soft stairs. They are usually equipped when apartment trains are used to expand their range.
The price is not expensive. Of course, if you add the functions such as bathing and water circulation that Gwen wants, it will be quite expensive.
…
After all the affairs have been taken care of, all that's left are the trivial matters.
For example, the training services strongly requested by Red Dog and Dark Cat.
Although the two of them have earned a lot of bullet income and acquired a lot of knowledge since joining the secret investigation, they still have not received systematic training, and they want to make up for this.
This is also easier to handle.
Curse Blade arranged for Rabbit to provide services for the two of them.
On the one hand, the rabbit is more in line with the knowledge level of these two people who are half-understood and half-understood.
On the other hand, letting the rabbit and the cat look at the posts of the red dog and the dark cat is simply not very interesting!
Even Gwen felt that Curse Blade was a bit psychopathic, and whenever he did personal things, it had nothing to do with Curse Blade.
…
"It's finally over. Alas, I have to admit that this kind of thing takes up most of my time, resulting in me having no time or energy to improve my own power."
After the meeting was over and everyone got what they wanted, only Gwen, Sparks and Mihaila were left in the hall car listening to Curse Blade's complaints.
Sparks didn't give Curse Blade face: "Just have fun secretly, you said when you just escaped from the government system that you would stand out, and now you have done it, right?"
Curse Blade does have a certain degree of obsession with getting ahead, and this obsession allows her to easily display her powerful combat effectiveness.
It seems that nothing can trouble this superman.
Gwen wondered what she could learn from this squirrel girl.
There is so much for Gwen to learn from this seemingly destined winner.
but.
Curse Blade also seems to have a clear line with the successful people in this utopian world. Her bottom line is very low, and her moral concepts are flexible, but she has an extremely rigid bottom line.
That means never cooperating with cannibalistic associations.
This doesn't seem to be consistent with her flexible moral bottom line.
But this persistence gave her an even better reputation.
Maybe her success has something to do with this?
Noticing his look, Cursed Blade Petevna showed a slightly nervous smile and said softly: "I want to tell you good news, especially you, Gwen."
The good news in Curseblade's mouth is often not so good.
Good, but not entirely good.
Gwen was used to this sudden appearance, so she put her hands on her thighs quite demurely, nodded slightly, and moved her lips: "Please tell me?"
Curse Blade smiled extremely happily and said proudly: "I got a ticket to enter the underground dance party."
"What!?"
Mihayla interrupted: "How did you get it? Didn't you say that this underground dance is very...strict and very membership-based?"
I don't know when membership became an adjective... Gwen complained in his heart, but at the same time he also had the same doubts and looked straight at the curse blade.
"One of their members often wears a mask imitating the Rainy Night Butcher, so the upper half of his face is exposed."
Cursed Blade gestured with his hands: "The interesting thing is that he is somewhat similar to me, except that his eyes are slightly smaller, his facial features are slightly sharper, and his skin is not that white."
She pulled open her cuffs, revealing her white jade-like arms.
It's hard to imagine that a person who specializes in fighting would have this kind of skin.
But that's the case with the Source Envoy. After evolution, the skin and appearance will be gradually optimized.
Gwen suddenly frowned, feeling as if she had overlooked something.
However, the cry of Mihayla next to him disrupted his train of thought.
"You are too cunning! Why do Mihayla and Mr. Gwen dress up as dancers and sneak in, but you can sneak in pretending to be a guest?"
Cursed Blade was stunned and tilted his head: "I have also made a lot of sacrifices."
"What sacrifice?"
"You don't think I really like to put on men's clothes, flatten my chest, and add shoulder pads at the end, do you?"
"Eh……"
"The sacrifices I have made are no less than yours, you bastards."
"..."
Neither of them mentioned the fate of the original owner of this ticket in their jokes.
Death is an everyday occurrence.
Gwen calmed down the increasingly turbulent thoughts and asked: "Then when will we take action?"
Curse Blade tilted his head to the right, and his left hand was right on his face.
The pair of squirrel ears twitched nervously.
She did not answer directly, but turned her eyes to Sparks.
"How are you preparing your clothes?"
"The only ones that can be found so far are two Kiritsugu..." Sparks scratched the cat's ears, "... To be honest, Cursed Blade, you said you found the ticket, which made me relieved. For a person of your size, I want to
If you want to find dance skirts, you can only find them from wild Yuanli dancers."
Most of the members of the dance troupe are petite and flat.
The large-scale dancers in the anime that wouldn't look out of place in Azur Lane would not appear in a utopian world.
Generally, the body shape is that of a dancer, either a socialite, or someone who has become a source of power.
Gwen glanced at the shape of the Curse Blade and nodded.
But Kiritsugu's clothes... Gwen frowned, but she couldn't be too picky.
Seeing that Gwen didn't make a sound, Mihayla, whose face was already a little red, also sat in her seat obediently.
Huo Hua was most worried before that the two of them would not be able to accept Kiritsugu's soft clothes, so he felt relieved when he saw that neither of them spoke.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and explained softly: "The Seamen recently left the Fellowship due to the weather. The Skybearers are holding a parade season recently, and only the Kirisukes are still there. And they are, well, very unhappy.
Friendly, I found five lobbyists here before they agreed to lend out their spare clothes..."
"Thanks a lot."
Cursed Blade said, and at the same time glanced at Gwen and Mihayla with incomprehensible eyes, with a slightly disturbing emotion of schadenfreude in their eyes.
Gwen looked at Sparks keenly and deduced: "Did you make some deal with them that we don't know about? That made them lend us the clothes?"
"No!"
The sparks reacted very loudly, and the cat's tail swung around, but he scratched his head in the next second and said sheepishly, "It's just that the Kiritos want to see you after the incident is over, in order to see if they can recruit you.
…”
"..."
"I know, I know! It's just a meeting! Nothing more!"
Seeing Hua Hua's appearance, Cursed Blade smiled and stopped them from continuing to question Hua Hua, saying: "This kind of thing is very common, you just need to get used to it. High-quality source power envoys are welcome wherever they go, the Kirisukes thought.
It’s understandable that I want to meet you. The important thing is, have you already got it?”
She looked at Sparks.
Sparks said quickly: "I got it and put it in the box in my room."
Curse Blade nodded: "Very good, then we will go today."
"today?"
Mihaila said in surprise: "Is it okay to be in such a hurry?"
Curse Blade's face was gloomy and uncertain: "You just have to be in a hurry. As soon as you get a chance, you have to go quickly."
"There are also types of source power messengers who can do divination. And the stronger the source power, the easier it is to predict danger. Gwen, you should have a similar feeling, right?"
He can indeed predict many things, such as the direction of splashing muddy water on the street, for example, he will feel the stray bullets coming when he walks... When he didn't master these abilities, he would still occasionally get dirty when he went out.
, it’s fine now.
"When the source power evolves to a certain level, it will have a weak ability to predict. For people like us who want to sneak in secretly, the best time is to enter before the source power messengers of the underground dance have a premonition."
Curse Blade made the decision very strongly.
"That's it, I'm going to do some processing first, Sparks, you give them the clothes."
There is no way.
For the sake of reward...
"..."
"Kiritsugu's costume is very special. It can be said to be the most special dancer's costume. Generally speaking, the inside is..."
"I'm just wearing this yoga outfit."
"Well, Mihaila also needs to wear her own underwear, right?"
"..."
Both Gwen and Mihira unanimously rejected the "complete cosplay" plan and chose more conservative outfits.
In response, Sparks just shrugged: "Okay, it's up to you."
Sparks said: "Honestly, it's a little hard to find these clothes."
Mihaila smiled, but her expression was a little solemn: "Is it possible that I still want to thank you?"
Sparks said again: "Yes, I don't mind if you thank me."
Seeing the two people laughing and joking, Gwen felt a little tired.
He looked at this somewhat revealing dress and felt a little complicated.
Am I just going to dance in this kind of clothes?
God, this is not the reason for my time traveling, nor is it the purpose of my time traveling.
...but now there is no other way, so I have no choice but to do it.
Gwen reached for her clothes.
As expected, these clothes are light, thin and comfortable, and feel like they are made of tulle and a little bit like silk.
"Come on, let the rainstorm come more violently."
He changed into clothes.
At this time, Mihira had just finished arguing and bickering with Sparks.
He looked at Gwen, a little surprised: "You look really good in what you wear."
"I don't need your compliments."
Gwen said unnaturally. He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't tell who was wearing the same clothes.
Light and fluttering skirt.
Gray fitted silk-like skirt.
The boy in the mirror looks extremely beautiful and a little delicate, looking like a work of art from the post-craft era.
"Honestly, I'm already starting to wonder what Curse Blade would look like wearing this outfit."
"You are curious about her, and I am also curious about her."
Mihayla rolled her eyes: "She is a mysterious woman. Have you ever seen a storm? She is as unpredictable as a storm."
"It is impossible for a person to be incomprehensible no matter what. That is because you have not found a specific method to study her."
Gwen finally changed into her light clothes.
The soft texture made him feel as if he was wearing nothing else.
His face was slightly red.
When he walked out of the room, he saw a scene that surprised him.
Just outside in the hall, a handsome man stood there.
His facial features are a bit impressive, and it feels like he has seen them before somewhere.
The 'man' glanced at him.
A magnetic voice came from his mouth:
“Zoe, my Zoe, why don’t you recognize me just because I changed my clothes?”
With those vile words, there is no doubt that this person is Curse Blade.
"……It's you?"
Gwen was a little unable to predict this scene.
The 'man' in front of him is over 1.75 meters tall and has a handsome face. His facial features are very three-dimensional, giving people a mixed-race feeling. His cynical eyes make him even more wonderfully charming.
But Gwen subconsciously looked at 'his' chest.
It's flat.
The towering gorge that once moved Gwen's heart has disappeared and turned into a plain.
Cursed Blade said proudly: "It's amazing, you can't think of any way I can do it?"
There is a smile hidden in this squirrel's eyes.
"I don't know, can you give me an answer?"
"Of course my eldest lady."
She bowed gracefully.
"I used a kind of magic to change them into a wonderful space, which is inside my stomach. Hahahahaha! I'm lying to you, but I won't tell you the truth."
Gwen took a breath and sighed: "Okay, if you don't tell me, that's your freedom, I can't control you."
"Dear my lady, have you ever heard of the saying, the secret makes a woman a better woman?"
I think the witches should pay Detective Conan some royalties.
…Gwen looked at her dissatisfied.
"Okay, maybe you haven't heard it, but it makes sense, doesn't it?"
"... Let me assume that if I were really a young lady, wouldn't I be angry when I heard you say this? Of course, this is just a hypothesis, and it can only be a hypothesis."
Curse Blade looked at him with a look that Gwen didn't like very much.
This look is a bit cunning, a bit like he is calculating something.
Gwen was a little annoyed.
"What's wrong? I was just making assumptions!"
"Okay, okay, hypothetical."
Curse Blade rubbed his hands together, as if he was warming up.
She said in a sly tone: "I guess you don't often deal with women?"
"That's right." Gwen's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
In fact, no matter in his previous life or in this life, he was relatively straight when getting along with women.
"Ha, then I understand."
Curse Blade rubbed his hands together again: "The most important thing about dealing with women is not that you compliment them or make them happy. Well, that's also important. But more importantly, you have to arouse them.
curiosity."
"Curiosity is like a hypnotic drug."
"Oh, no matter how good women in history were, they all fell under their own curiosity."
Curseblade talks like an old gangster.
"Come on you."
Gwen touched her chin impatiently.
"This is the experience I have accumulated over the years as an intelligence officer. No matter whether they are men or women, as long as you make them curious, then you will most likely succeed. No matter whether they are men or women, as long as you make them have the desire to talk, then you will definitely succeed.
You can get information."
Gwen was silent.
Although he didn't want to admit it, what Cursed Blade said was right.
While the two of them were exchanging their thoughts, Sparks and Mihira walked out of the room, Mihira had already changed into Kiritsugu's clothes.
The fluttering gray skirt fit the curves of his body, and his chest was flat, but the curve under his waist had an indescribable magical charm, like a succubus.
That soft long hair, such an alluring figure, but also has a strange side. The long tail of the rat dragon, and the pair of gray and dark gray eyes are shining with some kind of sinister desire. Indeed, there is a kind of sinister desire.
Magical charm.
"What are you two looking at?"
Gwen, who never seemed to be shy, had a little red face this time.
You can even see a little shyness.
But the next second he looked at the curse blade a little nervously.
"Speaking of which, what's going on with your outfit? You look a little handsome!"
Cursed Blade said in surprise: "Do you think so too? That's great!"
The two flattered each other a little.
As expected, madmen and lunatics have something in common.
But this has nothing to do with Gwen.
The most important thing now seems to be getting the vehicle ready.
As well as preparing all equipment and all necessary supplies.
Gwen waved her fist on the spot.
I stretched my muscles a little.
Seeing his actions, Curse Blade stopped communicating with Mihayla.
He looked at Gwen.
Laughing softly: "Oh, dear, we won't be able to use weapons and armed forces this time, so you can relax a little, no one will hurt us."
“Be prepared for a rainy day.”
Gwen shook his hand and said softly: "If we are not prepared, trouble will come to us, right?"
"When it doesn't rain, you should prepare clothes and umbrellas. This is a good saying, Gwen, who did you learn this from?"
"nobody."
Mihayla laughed softly. He interrupted: "This is not really a name."
…
Although Curse Blade did not prepare weapons and equipment with Gwen.
But she was also prepared to prevent accidents. She had a submachine gun and a large-caliber pistol that she could carry with her. This was the answer she gave.
"Let's go, the armored squirrel car is waiting for us."
