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Chapter 82 Playing Werewolf, Right? I'm Good at It(2/2)

As soon as he came out, the first mate leaned on the fence on the second floor and smiled downstairs: "Oh~~it's so lively tonight? Haha, there's actually a beautiful little... uh."

She can create as many trick clones as you want.

The expression on Gwen's face just now was captured by Vladimir, and he quickly realized that Josh was not honest, but so what?

Blood magic is not a curse magic, and there is no need to know the other party's real name.

Although Gwen did not understand the common language spoken by Vladimir, this did not prevent her from saying hello.

He was wearing a robe similar to that of a repairman. The old oil stains on it had been introduced into the deep layers of the clothes and could not be cleaned by simple means.

Fayette strode to the corridor on one side to check the situation. Fortunately, several sailors only suffered flesh wounds and moaned in pain, but they were not life-threatening. She breathed a sigh of relief.

But every once in a while, he would pay his room and board fees as scheduled, and he paid a lot more than others, so Fayette let him go.

Cholera yawned, took out the nail polishing stone from her pocket, polished her colorful nails lightly, and said in an indifferent tone:

"I only care about money. Wherever I can get money, I exist... Also, I don't like the way you talk to me."

"Okay Vakul, don't be too excited." A young woman in bright clothes next to Vakul said, in stark contrast to Fayette, Gavin and Vakul.

After returning to the "safe house", out of trust in the environment and his good friend Fayette, he was not wary of almost everything in the outside world.

But when she climbed to the second floor, a strong smell of rust hit her face.

What will suffer then will be the tavern that he spent a whole year building.

Vladimir never introduced himself, nor did he reveal the purpose of his trip to the Shadow Island.

Just as he was talking, the doors of the other two rooms next to him opened, and nine strong men poured out of the three rooms respectively. They crowded the corridor that was not very spacious for a while, making the rotten floor creak under their pressure.

Since arriving at the hotel, this guy has chosen the more expensive "private room" upstairs. He doesn't even take meals out, and has to have them delivered to his room by Fayette herself.

It only takes one night, and when the dangerous night passes, Josh and Gwen will leave here.

There was a moment of silence, and the rapid breathing in the room could be heard one after another.

Gladster nodded with a stiff neck and planned to turn around and go back into the house.

Vladimir smiled warmly and said to Josh: "I am really envious of you to have such a beautiful person by my side."

Vakul turned back and glared at the woman who was stretching lazily, "You have nothing to do with me, Cholera! I stopped serving Noxus a long time ago!"

This guy "calculated" with the other founder LeBlanc, the iron-armored ghost Mordekaiser, and cut off the connection between the resurrected and feared undead warlord in the underworld and his armor.

[Another hypocritical and despicable villain.] Lunessia said in a disgusted tone, [Plus this poor imitation of blood magic fur really makes me feel sick.]

Because they usually don't deal with them very much, Fayette's four sailors are fighting with the nine sailors hired by Cholera. Even in such a small environment, they cannot affect their output.

But without understanding Vladimir's true nature, Josh might have been deceived by his gentle and aristocratic demeanor.

Hearing the noise outside the house, four sailors and one sailor belonging to Fayette also walked out of the two rooms on the first and second floors respectively.

Just listen to the rotten wooden door shafts making a "squeaking" sound one after another, and two figures emerge from the shadow of the corridor on the right side of the first floor.

Josh didn't know what had happened to the world line he was in. Anyway, anyone or anything related to the Black Rose Society was not a good thing.

Looking at Vladimir's slightly strange eyes, the smile on Gwen's face froze, feeling a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously shrank towards Josh.

Immediately afterwards, Vladimir smiled and looked at Josh, his right fist was like a hammer on the left heart, and he saluted him with Noxian etiquette.

[It’s really low-level magic. Is this guy afraid that you won’t know that he did it?] The target of Lunisia’s ridicule was none other than Vladimir.

"No problem, since it is the owner of Fayette who has spoken." Vladimir chuckled, "Tonight, I just want to meet the outstanding young man who is proficient in arcane power."

After all, she also has to help keep the arcane artifacts that these treasure hunters found from the Shadow Island. Each item corresponds to each owner, without any defects, and is managed with integrity.

"Stop it!" Fayette shouted angrily, "Damn it, I told you to stop!"

"What are you making such a fuss about?" The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing gear goggles.

"I don't care who makes the first move this time, Jolera." Fayette warned the Noxian businesswoman coldly, "Those who take good care of you will also take good care of me."

"It is truly our fate to meet here today."

As long as this guy doesn't take the initiative or plot secretly, Josh won't be aggressive.

She was worried that these two men, who were obviously very powerful in witchcraft, would probably start a fight the next second if they disagreed.

His eyes moved to Fayette, who was also sluggish, and a polite smile appeared on his face, "Who is this?"

After all, this guy used blood magic to devour the Ascended Master who was seriously injured, so his strength should not be underestimated.

Speaking of which, as the owner of the "safe house", Fayette should know every customer, at least by their name.

Josh raised his head and glanced coldly at the fat first mate, which made him feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

For a moment, the entire room was illuminated by the light of rune magic.

But as soon as the white porcelain castle was placed on the clean table, a look of doubt and curiosity appeared on Gwen's face, which was simple and kind-hearted.

These are professional sailors and thugs hired by Cholera.

Gavin and Fayette had no objections, and Josh never mentioned his name to them from the beginning.

The four sailors who took orders from Fayette were also preparing to return to their rooms.

When Josh downstairs heard this, he didn't feel surprised, because through the perception of magic power, he already knew who the person who did it was.

Narrowing his eyes at Vladimir, who ran upstairs with a solemn expression, pretending to be presentable, Josh couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

Want to play Werewolf with me?

The identity of the "werewolf" has been exposed, is it still necessary to pretend?
Chapter completed!
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