Forced To Play Shura Field In Western Fantasy Games

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In the process of hiding in the dark fog with Louis as a companion, Yu Yuan, who turned into a black cat, is like the audience of a grand drama, but he is very close to those who play their respective roles, but they are separated in different time and space. .

For example, at this time, Louis was sitting in the corner as if nothing had happened, holding a book that he did not know what he had written in his hand, while Yu Yuan, who was in a black cat state, was walking up and down other places. Durand jumped up and down the desk where he handled government affairs.

It was as if it was completely invisible to Louis, or even more so that others couldn't even touch them, so that the black cat doubted whether Louis had been hiding in the palace by this. As for the octopus's worry that it breaks the stealth to help the crown prince, it is completely redundant. At least until now, the black cat has not yet developed a way to reveal itself.

But it is undeniable that Louis's actions have indeed accelerated the process in a sense, and the contradiction between the two parties has become more and more intensified - although the black cat is still reluctant to admit that the contradiction between Durand and Fernando has been pulled to the fullest extent. It has something to do with his queen.

Now, the black cat looked at Durand with a little dark blue that was rather tired, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The little prince was holding the feather brush and writing non-stop. But he could see the panic beneath his calm appearance. In the end, it was an NPC developed by his player. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "raised cub". He can still see many things and details.

The fluttering feathers were as attractive as toys, and the black cat couldn't help but reached out and grabbed a handful, but it was no accident - it was absolutely untouchable.

But the attraction of feathers is too great, especially for the moving target. The black cat once again stretched out his hand and wanted to flutter, his eyes became more and more focused, as if he saw some hard-won treasure, he tried many times one after another. And one of them, I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, the tip of the quill pen seemed to shake slightly with the movement of the cat's claw. The black cat didn't notice it, but what he didn't notice was that the crown prince wrote The movement actually stopped for a moment, and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

All of this is barely audible, and it does happen.

"Little black cat, come to me," Louis on the other side noticed the movement on the black cat's side, as if he was afraid of something wrong, he immediately began to call the other party, and broke a new one at the price of his own temptation tentacles.

Without saying a word, the black cat jumped off the desk and ran into the shadow of the corner where Louis was, jumped up suddenly, and the tentacles reached its hands.

However, when the greasy and fresh tentacles were in hand, the black cat was not happy again, and ordered again like ***: "Dry it, I want to do it."

"..." Louis, who had been forced to turn into a big cat toy, had no choice but to dry his tentacles without complaint, and was a little fortunate that at least his regeneration ability was his strong point.

...Wait, why on earth would he be happy with this kind of thing?

This time, the black cat held the octopus whisker with its long hind legs, and immediately began to hold the molars. The small body seemed to have great strength, and it fought against the dry thing with its not very sharp teeth. Apparently it was something like a molar stick, with saliva all over it.