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However, considering that Pfister should not leave too early, it will not be too late to inform him when we meet tomorrow.
In the end Lothar did not act.
Unexpectedly, Pfister acted in a hurry and was already on the road the next morning.
Even Calle didn't bring it.
The reason why he chose to do this is obviously on purpose.
Pfister taught Callai a small spell.
And let him regularly report the major events happening in the alliance to him through the magic net.
This technique was slightly improved by him through the sewing machine communication method of the Tirisfal Council.
There is also a certain degree of confidentiality.
Of course, it is not difficult for mages above the master level to intercept.
However, the information that can be understood at the Carlisle level cannot be kept secret.
Top casters have their own way to know.
It doesn't matter if it's kept secret or not.
Since the Eversong Forest where Silvermoon City, the main city of the high elves, is located, there are arrays of rune stones all over the place, completely blocking the entire space.
Pfister had no choice but to teleport to the nearby ghost land.
Although this area is also the territory of Quel'Thalas, it belongs to the Outer Lands.
It's a long way from the Sunwell.
But as soon as Pfister arrived, he still felt strong arcane energy radiation.
The intensity is not even inferior to Karazhan.
The benefits of long-term bathing in magical energy are obvious.
It can subtly improve the talent of practice and gain an affinity for arcane arts.
Practice is also more effective.
Of course, it is limited to small realms, and the breakthrough of large ranks will test the level of the mage himself.
The external environment is not that important.
As for the disadvantages, needless to say.
After the high elves in the original time and space were destroyed in the Sunwell, they collectively showed symptoms of magic addiction.
What's more, they fell into madness and became a lost heart addicted to demons.
He was not in a hurry, but called out the system interface.
In an instant, a graceful figure emerged from the void.
This woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Black dress, short silver hair.
With a gun in hand, a long sword on his back, and a square body suspended beside him.
All equipment is full of technology.
It is the combat unit '2b' that Pfister had acquired before.
Although wearing a blindfold, you can't see the whole picture, but the shape is much more beautiful than the 3D modeling in the game.
It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a peerless beauty.
System produced, must be a boutique.
According to his introduction, the other party will be 100% loyal to him.
The reason why she has not been extracted before is because it is not easy to explain her origin.
Now that I have left Lothar and others for a while, I don't have such worries.
2b stared at the surrounding scenery for a while, then bowed respectfully to him and said: "Yoriha Army Yuriha Combat Bionic Human 2b, report to you!"
Pfister nodded slightly: "Very well, you will be by my side in the future and protect my safety."
"Yes, sir!" 2b immediately said seriously, and then said nothing.
Pfister didn't care about that.
Because he is familiar with the original work, he knows that it is this kind of cold personality.
It's not cold and heartless, but poor expression.
Next, he also extracted Fufu.
A small animal whose whole body is as white as snow, but whose cochlea is pink appears.
Fufu's size is not too big.
Smaller than a house cat.
The shape is a bit like a cat, and a bit like a dog, combining all the cuteness of the two.
Not to mention humans, even 2b can't bear it.
As soon as Fufufu appeared, she stared at it without blinking.
But it is still a larva, and its intelligence is not high.
It licked its fur lazily like a kitten, and it didn't show the power of a primate killer at all.
Of course, there must be countless people who like cute pets, voluntarily shoveling shit for it.
It can also be regarded as an alternative primate killer, and cute killing is also considered killing, isn't it?
Fufu has also recognized him as the master.
Pfister stretched out his hand, and the other party automatically climbed up his shoulder along his arm.
And rubbed his cheek with a big furry tail.
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