MTL - High Above-v2 Chapter 770 Brain-Smooth Shio (1/2)

  Chapter 770 The smooth-brained Siou (12)

  The Canaan Moore diplomatic ship Siren is a full moon-class super-large ship called a giant ship, with a displacement of more than 60,000 tons, which was the flagship of the Canaan Moore Navy Fleet.

  In fact, it is indeed equipped with quite a lot of weapons, enough to deal with all the non-Titan monsters in the sea area around the continent of Terra.

And the mission it shoulders is also very important-the Siren often goes to key strategic locations like Whale Song Cliff or Far Sword Port, to assist these permanent neutral areas against the impact of the monster swarms, and also needs to be in critical moments Evacuate some key Canaanites.

   Just like this time, when the master alchemist Grave Feiye returned to his hometown, the Canaan Moore government used this big ship, and also picked up many officials and businessmen who were communicating with each other.

  Ian is one of these "by the way" pickups. Of course, it's not so convenient, at least the Siren will stop at Nauman City, and it's really just for Ian.

The banquet hall in the mid-level cabin of the Siren is brightly lit. The spacious vaulted hall does not look like it is on a ship at all, but is located in a certain palace in Canaan Moor. Shadows were cast on the red carpet, melodious music filled the hall, and the elegant fairy string music has always been the most popular music for this occasion.

   There is no doubt that this is a good place for leisure and enjoyment. The journey on the boat is neither long nor short, and people have to spend most of their time here.

   "This place is too dangerous."

  But Ian walked slowly into the hall with a completely different mind from most of the people present.

  He smiled and declined the guidance of the attendants, and then walked all the way to the tea break at the end on the left side of the hall.

At this moment, the young man is guessing the origins of those hidden killers and their combat effectiveness: "The killer who pretends to be the vice-captain of the fleet knight should be a faction of the elf council behind him, and he can arrange his own killer to this position." , obviously quite high-level people don’t want Master Gravey to come back.”

"The second killer, the guard of the Ziwa Chamber of Commerce, should be a member of the Heavenly Royal Court. Although he is a man of iron, his disguise is perfect, but the source material structure of the true bloodline is obviously derived from the magical beast of the Heavenly Royal Court— Fortunately, Adalbert told me that the details of the structure of the source material of Warcraft in different parts of Terra are different, and I specially recorded these differences with a silver chip, otherwise there is no way to tell the difference."

"As for the assassin who disguised himself as an attendant, he is a psyker. This is the handiwork of the Institute of the Intellect. He should be a successful case of the artificial psyker project of the Institute of the Intellect. He was trained as a killer. He should be silent. It’s so powerful that it replaced the original attendant, if it wasn’t for me, even the third level would be hard to find.”

"Besides, there are no less than double-digit spies in this hall... Some of them are still targeting me. It should be Canaan Moore and Cangtian who know my talent and know my relationship with Anfa. The royal court spies, the former probably wants to know the communication and plan between me and Anfa, while the latter is a bit murderous towards me."

  Ian easily sees through the intricate situation on the Siren, and understands the forces behind those ulterior motives one by one.

   All this is not difficult for the prophet.

Yes,' on the heavily guarded diplomatic ship, danced with spies and killers from all sides, guessed each other's true identity, hindered each other's plans, and fought openly and secretly against the background of the invasion of monsters, and finally got the old alchemist. Study the data, throw the blame on the Institute of the Intellectual Mind or the Royal Court of Heaven'...

   Such a script plot is really good.

  But for a white-haired alchemy genius who can see through the truth at a glance, looks like a teenager, but has a mature soul, the detective game is a bit too simple.

  He has a more ambitious plan.

   Just need a little help from a...mate.

   "Xio, how do you think the elf pastry tastes?"

   When he came to the side of the red-haired Miss Longnu, Ian didn't sit down, but just patted her on the shoulder.

   And he had known about Ian's arrival for a long time, but Xiou, who was concentrating on tasting the delicious food in front of him, was not surprised at all.

With a face similar to that of Ian, the dragon girl gracefully raised her hand, wiped her mouth with a brocade scarf, then looked at Ian with bright eyes, and cheered softly: "It's super delicious! "

The tea break is full of small tables for two or three people, up to four people. Next to it is the passage leading to the theater in the ship. It is a good place for private communication after formal communication. The best dim sum chef in Canaan Moor provides them here. All kinds of exquisite pastries here are enough to satisfy anyone’s needs for rest, and many ladies are chatting here and there.

   However, like other such important and luxurious social occasions in Terra, where there are the best chefs, people don't necessarily want to eat food, but rather focus on communicating with other people.

   This is quite a pity.

   Today, Xiou obviously wants to make up for the regret that 'food is not valued'!

The table in front of Ms. Longnu was covered with a light brown silk cloth, and on the silk cloth were stacked plates containing cakes, mousse, chocolate shortbread, fried cakes, fruit core cakes, sweet fish sashimi, etc. Canaan Moore's famous pastries or sweets are extremely abundant, definitely not something a lady can handle.

   But in fact, Xiou has already solved most of it.

While she was talking to Ian, and her left hand instinctively wiped her mouth with a brocade scarf, Miss Longnv’s right hand was still lightly pinching a chocolate crisp ball with her fingertips, and sent it into her mouth extremely smoothly—the inside of the crisp ball was a strip of chocolate. The flow core has a strong milk flavor, two different flavors are combined together, but they blend and bloom in the mouth. The heat that has just been cooked and not completely cooled is simply activating the taste buds on the tongue, bringing people the ultimate sweet enjoyment .

"Hmm~" Xiou closed his eyes slightly, and nodded emotionally: "Anfa really didn't lie to me! The 'Scale Chocolate Milk Ball' is really unique! Oh my god, the crispy shell is inlaid as thin as scales The nut slices on the inner wall, and the mellow secret condensed milk inside...the perfect taste and sweetness!"

She even picked out another 'multi-scale chocolate milk ball' and put it in her mouth. Ian was a little helpless with a satisfied expression on his face, and could only shake his head with a wry smile: "Really, I even forgot that you have considerable taste in food." Learn from your skills and interests."

This kind of elegant and straightforward action is really quite special, and it aroused the innocent laughter of some noble ladies around—they have been paying attention to Xiou, the cute little dragon girl, eating snacks since just now, although Xiou eats fast and a lot, but she behaves gracefully. It is obvious that her tutor is very good, and she can eat so much without changing her body shape, which is enough to prove that she is a sublimator.

   Sublimators do not need to abide by the etiquette of ordinary people. The etiquette is set by them. As long as it is not too excessive, everything can be regarded as 'proper'.

   What's more, such a cute little girl is cute in everything.

   Ian is hard to judge. Because Xiou used his face model, it would be too weird to say cute or something... Well, it's not surprising, he was indeed cute when he was a child.

   As expected of him!

   And it’s not a big problem, the more impressive the red-haired Xiou is now, the more convenient it is for Ian to make Xiou gray-haired and disguise himself as a substitute.

   For this reason, before setting off, Xiou deliberately imitated the details of Ian's usual actions. Of course, there is no need to learn how to speak and behave. With Xiou’s intelligence and he is not a prophet, it is impossible to imitate Ian’s speaking habits, and his words will inevitably be discovered, so Ian will not let Xiou need him anymore. Let Him imitate Himself when speaking.

Both Xiou and the King of the Mountain will participate in this exploration of the Alien Research Institute. The body of Xiou and the King of the Mountain set off in the name of Dragon Island, and the avatar of the dragon girl Xiou will act together with Ian as a worshiper. A member of the Dragon Cult travels to Canaan Moore.

  For Xiou, this is a good opportunity to taste delicious food, but for Ian, he has to pave the way for many impressions and actions from now on.

   "Do you need me to do something?"

  After eating the third chocolate ball, Xiou looked at Ian with a little belated awareness.

The white-haired alchemist also participated in the banquet before, but after chatting with several elf alchemists for a while, he left the hall with the excuse of 'wanting to blow some air'—Xio knew that Ian must be there to observe The situation went, but she didn't care about the outcome.

  Anyway, Ian will tell her what to do next, and she doesn't need to think at all!

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  【There is a large group of monsters approaching outside. There is a high probability that they were induced by the Institute of the Intellect, but something is wrong. There are too many monsters approaching, and they will reach the warning circle in about ten minutes.】

Sure enough, Ian is now using psychic power to give the task: [I need you to help scare those monsters later, so that they don't get close for a short time... Wait until I say yes, then let them attack, if you have spare power, just Help me to see why there are so many here]

  【No problem, but will there be a monster attacking the Siren? Without a beast master of the third level, no matter how many monsters there are, they will be eliminated by this big ship]

  Xio blinked, indicating that she understood Ian's instructions, and she didn't even bother to ask why Ian did this: [No matter how many things there are, is there anything else I need to cooperate with? 】

  【Look at the killer of the gnosis institute over there and the spy team behind him, don't let them have the opportunity to destroy the master's information, I am very interested in his research】

On the surface, Ian drank tea and chatted with Xiou. Outsiders would probably think it was a normal communication between siblings, but the appearance of the siblings was too eye-catching: [Also, Xiou, pay attention to the tenth The movement in the No. 7 storage warehouse... There are quite extraordinary things in it, if any suspicious person approaches, remember to tell me directly]

  【A piece of cake】

  Xio responded confidently: 【My main dragon soul is on this body, this little thing can still be done! 】

  (end of this chapter)