(The new week begins, we must compete for the first place!)

Spending a lot of time on the red skeleton logo, Augustine really doesn't have a high talent for painting. Fortunately, he can show the level of the beautiful witch Artemis nodding in recognition. Looking at the image that changed from horror to a cute one because of the twist, Augustine smiled awkwardly, and walked back to the a5 in the East District of Negative 1 in a roundabout way.

Ares has taken them to choose their own private residences, and the rooms are about the same size. Several knights who can't stand loneliness have already competed in friendly competitions in the place marked as a combat hall by Augustine. Augustine did not walk into any room, but just watched the long-lost standard knight battle at the entrance of the combat hall for several minutes.

The so-called standard knight war, even the most infatuated noble class is beginning to complain. Some bold noble sluts began to turn their eyes to a more bloody and violent arena. It is completely the opposite of the knight war. It is unruly, unceremonious, cold and rough, and the wonderful scene of using a giant sword to cut the entire head, which can naturally stimulate the increasingly weak excitement of the nobles. Augustine, who was watching coldly, wondered whether he would also engage in an underground fight project in the future. The large-scale fighting arena is currently limited to the imperial capital area, because if there is no deep *, the bloody fight will definitely be jealous of the guys or the righteous with a doctrine.

The person who is worthy of the charges will be a series of headaches and disputes. Augustine confirmed that the two knights who were wandering around the level were not hidden and left the combat hall in disappointment. Level 6 was indeed not weak, and its strength was enough to be among the middle-level elites of top combat units such as the Knights Templar. However, Augustine was not in front of him, the level 6 knights were not level 6 knights, nor were they two big knights. This really could not make Augustine, who had already secretly obtained the level 5 knight certification, get much interest. Even the remaining knight swordsmen and magicians can guarantee the level 6 level, it is not worth mentioning in the face of Augustine's huge ambitions and the huge dangers that are about to follow.

The inconspicuous blonde boy Ares followed Augustine quietly, limping, with an unchanging masked face, a dull look of spirit, and no aura that belongs to the strong. The only one left is a handsome face that matches the strange sexual orientation of the old noble. Unfortunately, he has no life. Augustine, who has already figured out the path of the two floors of minus 1 and minus 2, whispered: "Which of the people on the 1st floor is the most dangerous? Can you deal with it?"

"Yes." Ares slowly spit out two words, but because he didn't talk often, he looked a little hoarse.

"Sure enough, these smoke bombs used as cover are not of great value. They should be mysterious characters with hidden strength downstairs, right?" Augustine said thoughtfully.

The lame boy nodded. He would never speak unless it was necessary.

Organizing language is a waste of energy and physical fitness for him. He always remembers that Augustine said before him that it is amazing to be able to do one or two things well in his life. In this world, not any talented child can knock down the entourage knight of Duchess Rottschild, whether it comes from strength or luck.

"Next, you focus most of your attention on the d13 area on the second floor. I set up their range of actions. If anyone crosses the cordon, then the laboratory can have freshly baked autopsy materials." Augustine sneered, "I am an expert in semi-vivodissection."

A petite figure suddenly appeared at the corner at the end of the corridor.

Augustine was stunned for a moment, stopped Ares's action, walked over and smiled, "How did you get up?"

Rules are dead, people are alive. How could Master Augustine really act according to the law of death? The rules he set were nothing more than a trick to restrict mediocre people from causing trouble. The lady who could "accidentally" get out of the maze on the second floor of the minus, even if it was all luck, Augustine felt that she should have a good time for this miracle.

"Use your feet."

The other party gave a very dark and humorous answer.

"Can you still walk back? Miss Philip, do you need me to lead the way?" Augustine smiled disapprovingly. He was indeed not easy to talk to older crazy women such as Elizabeth, but for young ladies, he had always been accustomed to using a noble gentleman to the extreme.

"Mr. Augustine, I don't want you to regard our Sheephorn as a potential enemy. Many people are dissatisfied with this. If you can show enough sincerity from the beginning, I believe Sheephorn will also make corresponding efforts and efforts to repay the tolerance you should have as a cosmo consul." Philip, who is not destructive in his appearance, speaks directly and is so direct that he seems particularly naive and childish in someone's ears.

"As long as you don't go around casually, I can give you any sincerity in the days that follow. I can even serve my dear Miss Philip personally, visit Black Swan Lake together, or recite the most famous poem of Augs Song City, "The Flowers Immortal." Augustine did not express his disdain for the politically slowness of the young chief research officer, but instead acted like a mediocre and fickle aristocrat. After all, he did not give in. The horns that were broken by Lord Hai Ji entered the underground castle of Sinaia, but he still had no personal freedom.

Philip glanced at Augustine. The calculator seemed to want to draw a conclusion from his face. Unfortunately, she did not see whether the boss, who had no background in all aspects, was a cunning genius or a crafty nobleman. She didn't seem to want to waste too much time on such things, saying: "The research topics and experimental materials we have in our hands can handle two or three weeks. I hope the consul can provide follow-up resources within one month."

"It's okay in this regard. Can you give me a list of information about the members of the horns? So that I can maximize their talents. Miss Philip, you must believe that I may not be a wise leader, but definitely not a noble who can only command indiscriminately. I cannot guarantee that the horns are stronger than before, but I can promise that they will not be weaker than before." Augustine said seriously.

Perhaps out of acceptance of Augustine's sincere statement, the young chief research officer hesitated and said: "I can give you detailed documents in the next two days."

"It's better to add the 29 members of the escort team." Augustine smiled.

Philip held on to the heavy frame, finally nodded, and then turned away.

"Horrible memory." Augustine looked at her thin back, a little envious. He chose a secret passage to walk downward and murmured in a low voice: "The test body, the breeding dish, the large amount of basic elemental substances, the massive amount of glass products, and also needs to feed the testers, pharmacists, recorders, engineers, metal smiths, etc., all of them are a lot of Caesar gold coins and bourbon silver coins. If I want to restore the Black Swan Lake to the scale that was in the hands of the "dwarfs" back then, how many private gold and silver mines do I need?"

The cripple Ares followed closely with an expressionless face. He never bothered with such questions, and was automatically filtered, leaving no traces or ripples in his mind.

He did not stay on the minus 3rd floor and went straight down.

He had never even visited the Garden of Eden and the square at the bottom of Swan Lake. He had explored all the 4th floor. Today he planned to reach the bottom floor directly. At the stairs of 4 and 5, he found Elizabeth sitting on the stairs, holding her cheeks in a daze, and the little white python lay on her shoulder in a sluggish manner. Augustine had warned the dark shaman in the egg-born period that without his permission, she could not step into the floor below 4. At that time, Elizabeth pouted and agreed, so she felt a moment of grievance and looking around.

A smile quietly appeared on the corner of Augustine's mouth. This may be the biggest difference between her and humans. No matter how perverted her identity is or how amazing her potential strength is, she will not violate anything she promised, and she doesn't even want to move her cleverness. She is so cute little Elizabeth. Augustine walked over and sat next to her. Just as she was about to rub her head, she threw her head and opened her mouth to bite it. It hurts. Augustine did not violently throw her out this time, but smiled and said, "Lady will not use her teeth to a gentleman unless she is on the big bed."

Seeing that he did not resist, Elizabeth lost interest, turned his head and ignored the damn gentleman who had been influenced by the old noble family.

At her peak, whether it was the "Muse" of the wild continent whose civilization progress and tyranny were inversely proportional to the degree of tyranny, or the sacred empire in the human world that caused trouble for the Holy See, the proud Queen Elizabeth raised her head and never was so lonely and full of grievances, like a resentful little human lady.

"Have you decided to fight a cold war with me?" Augustine smiled.

The "little girl" with the book "Flowers and Blood" under her butt had a delicate face, and her two beautiful and distinctive eyes were filled with a faint sadness.

"I surrender."

Augustine smiled bitterly and said, "I decided to give you the bottom layer as a nest. Is this okay, elegant, beautiful, mature, tolerant and kind Miss Elizabeth?"

silence.

Augustine was a little puzzled. Could it be that the guy beside her was really angry?

Elizabeth rushed towards Augustine, threw him to the ground, and chewed him wildly on his face. His little face was as bright as strangling the archbishop in the red in the Holy See to death. Finally, she sat on Augustine's chest, crossed her waist and laughed to the sky with a very unlady, ignoring a guy who had a saliva on her face, and shouted: "Oh yeah ~ Sure enough, the book "Flowers and Blood" is right. Men are just a beast that needs to be tamed with beauty and trained with wisdom. Augustine, I love you, I love you so much!"

Then Elizabeth was thrown off the stairs by a "wild beast" who had been plotted against.

The little girl patted the dust as if nothing had happened, took the book "Flowers and Blood", jumped and followed Augustine, humming a small song.

"The bottom layer can make a nest for you, but I have a small request. After the coffin is transported, it will be difficult for you to put it in your nest?" Augustine sighed.

"No."

Elizabeth simply said, jumping into the square, laughing expectantly: "My favor for lecch is far more than you humans, especially a sleeping princely immortal species! Such toys are rare, I like to be neighbors with it!"
Chapter completed!