The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 372: Sorry, I don’t know what to do at this time

Grad swallowed a large piece of black cheese and licked his fingers contentedly. ※※

Under normal circumstances, this thing is not something that low-level people like him can enjoy. But just a few days ago, I stole a lot of money from a trader, so I was able to be so extravagant.

Morag is not a friendly place. The thieves living at the bottom of the city’s class are one of the most unpopular objects. God knows when the windmill and the people in Heihe are not pleasing to the eye, they It's hard to save life.

So, when they have money, they don’t choose to save, but to squander it and spend the money in the shortest time.

Rabbitly wiped his drooling hands on his dirty cloth. Glad, who had already begun to have green spots on his face, took out a cloth bag from his chest and slapped it, and the coins were crisp and sweet. There seems to be a lot of crashing sounds.

He grinned, showing jagged, yellow teeth covered with tartar in his mouth, and he laughed.

The money is enough for him to spend half a month splendidly.

After stuffing the purse back to his collar to prevent being caught in troubled waters by his peers, Glad thought about which prostitute he was going to go to at night and which prostitute to call, and he stretched out his hand to open the leaky fan in his house. Wooden door.

Then he rushed to the street.

To be precise, he felt that his body suddenly became so stiff that he couldn't even bend his joints.

Even if he was terrified and wanted to shout subconsciously, he found that his mouth was covered with an invisible cloth, except for a slight mum, he could not make a sound.

"Is there really no problem here?" The one who opened the door instead of him was a thin middle-aged man wearing a mage robe and a cowboy hat on his head. What frightened Grad was that the middle-aged man's eyes seemed to have his own life. It will turn in two different directions, and on his temple, there is another thing that looks like a screw no matter what.

What kind of monster is this guy? !

"This is a thief's den. As long as you can subdue him, it will be fine."

The next entry into the room was indeed Grad’s acquaintance, Claude Stein. The big boy who always dreamed about leaving Morag.

"No problem, for at least thirty-six hours, he can't even let out a fart."

The skinny middle-aged man said without emotion.

"Professor, there are girls here, please don't say such vulgar words." A pointed one. I knew it was a girl's voice immediately after hearing it.

After entering the room, there are four young children who seem to be about ten years old. These children looked white and tender, and at a glance they knew that they were not residents of Morag—in this city, their peers would be thin and dark if they were not born well. It's like a stick.

"I think there are other things that can be said before this? Why do you subdue others without saying anything..."

One of the chubby-looking little boys said.

"Of course it is because the other party is prepared to subdue too much trouble."

The thin middle-aged man replied without hesitation: "Thieves are different from ordinary people. They are sensitive and agile. When they are prepared, unless they can cast spells instantly like the dean, they will only A certain hit can be guaranteed through a wide range of attacks—you don’t want to be constrained by my group confinement technique, right?"

"Anyway, I will drag him aside first...I have something to ask you afterwards."

Claude said in a deep voice, and dragged Glad, who was still unable to speak or move, to the corner, and assumed a pose that he had thought about facing the wall like a monkey.

Then he took away the bag of money in his arms.

...As expected of someone who has lived in Morag for so long.

Because you can't see the other person. So Glad can only tell by their voices who are speaking.

"Where is the priest?" This is Claude.

The priest said it should be the new and respectful priest on Xizhen Road. I heard that that guy gathered a group of believers in Molag. Maybe a lot of money has been defrauded by those stupid believers. Being a sacred stick is better than their kind of mischievous activities. They cheated money and others treat you respectfully...

"The priest went back to the church to pack things." This extremely stiff voice is undoubtedly that of the weird thin middle-aged man: "But he heard it when you said the address. It should be a while later. Will come...after all, we are all accomplices."

"The culprit, please don't be so triumphant..."

The clear boy voice is easy to recognize. I just don't know which of the three boys said it.

"Don't worry." The thin middle-aged man's voice sounded again: "I was very careful and did not kill those who found us. Just let them sleep for a while."

"No, I think you who have offended Baicheng guards, windmills and Heihe to the end in one go can't make people feel at ease!"

Crowder's voice sounded very helpless.

If it's not that the body can't move. Glad would definitely stretch out his hands and dig out his ears, wondering if he had misheard-offended all the three major forces of Morag in one breath... Isn't this guy really wanting to mess around in this city?

At this time. There was a door opening at the door.

"Ah, bishop, you are here."

The voice of the thin middle-aged man immediately revealed the identity of the other party.

"...Father, how come you look so embarrassed as if you had just fought with a group of Pragers?"

Claude's startled voice also sounded.

"Do you think it's easy to get rid of those who follow behind without controlling the dead hand!"

A new male voice sounded. It seems that this should be the priest they call it.

"In short, we will all be the official wanted criminals in Morag. Come on, applaud."

The feelingless beating voice of the thin middle-aged man sounded again, but there were almost no responders.

"This kind of name makes people unhappy at all~ IndoMTL.com~ The boy’s voice sounded. This voice is probably the little fat man who spoke before.

"We are not here to listen to your cold jokes." The priest's voice sounded very tired: "Anyway, Professor Franken, regarding the matter you just said, now you too Should we be honest and honest?"

In this atmosphere, I always feel as if the other party is going to tell some secrets.

Although Glad is still anxious, but his natural curiosity makes him **** his ears.

Then he heard the next words from the skinny man.

"Of course."

The other party paused and continued.

"The purpose of our trip is to completely solve the source of the plague that plagues the city of Morag."

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