I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"It seems to be the product of the distortion of this sea area. It is the best way to kill it by bleeding first, and then peel off the skin." Du Lin thought while rubbing his chin.

Orion yelled angrily: "Hey, are you a devil!?"

It said, and hurriedly said to the big sister who was holding on to her enthusiasm: "You won't hurt such a cute creature like me, right? And look at my materials clearly, I'm just a doll made of puppet."

"It's so cute..." Drake was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing when he saw its funny appearance: "Haha... Interesting! I didn't get fine wine, but I got an interesting creature."

"Hey, big sister, you really have a good eye! I'm very funny."

"Well, if that's the case, I won't eat you, it's better as a prize at the banquet."

She turned to look at Du Lin, and said with a sense of competition: "Is there any time to compare your drinking capacity later? I can't beat you in a battle. If I drink enough, I won't lose."

Du Lin shook his head: "The adults in my family don't allow me to drink, and this prize also makes people have no desire to fight."

"Hey, are you insulting me again?" Orion said dissatisfiedly.

Drake heard Du Lin's words and said regretfully: "Well, there is no other way. Can this guy be used as emergency firewood..."

"I'm a puppet. It should be a mascot to comfort the poor little girl who left home without care. No, don't burn me." Orion was sweating, feeling like he had jumped into the fire pit of domestic violence again In another fire pit.

"Hehe, you are this kind of character. The guy who calls himself Orion..." Du Lin smiled faintly.

Then, he connected to Roman and asked, "How? Is it true?"

"Hmm... its situation is a bit complicated. Although it has the spirit foundation of a heroic spirit, its appearance really makes it hard to think of the Orion in the myth." Roman explained.

"Is it a heroic spirit?" Durin said to Drake, "Can you give me this pet?"

"This uncle is not a pet, how many times do I have to say... Big sister, you won't give up on me, will you?"

Drake had a tired expression: "You have to take it. Here."

"Hey!"

Du Lin carried Orion and put it on the ground: "Hey, tell me about the other servants on this island."

"what?"

Du Lin pinched his ear: "Since you call yourself Orion, do you know the information of other followers?"

Orion made a painful voice: "I know, I know...don't pull it. Even with such a body, the pain will be transmitted!"

"Then tell me."

"Besides that stupid goddess, there are two servants living on this island. One is..."

Just as he was speaking, a green arrow of light suddenly swished through the jungle.

"Be careful!" Du Lin paused, pulling Drake to a quick flash.

Boom-!

Where they were originally, a small pit with a radius of less than one meter was sputtered out, filled with smoke and dust.

Orion's face turned green, and he stared at the jungle and yelled, "Hey, do you want to kill me too?"

Do you...?

With one thought in mind, Du Lin turned to the front.

Suddenly, from the jungle tree ahead, two green characters, a man and a woman, jumped out.

"It's also your fault for trying to leak our information, Lord Orion." Atalanta whispered, and then looked at Durin: "That's it, Berserker!"

The only ones who would call him that was Hei Zhen, and the group of servants in Orleans who were stabbed in the back by him. Du Lin looked strangely at the female servant in the green skirt in front of him, this familiar face, but lost his astonishment ...

"You are Atalanta?" Durin asked strangely.

"Meet you again, Berserker. But please put down Lord Orion, otherwise Lord Artemis will not be able to find it later, and will attack indiscriminately again." Atalanta advised.

Orion jumped up: "Is this you revealing information? And you just called me 'it', right? Even you treat me like a pet? I'll tell Artemis!"

"You heard it wrong, Lord Orion." Atalanta explained, and then faced Durin: "Why did you appear here?"

"Ahaha... It seems that you still remember me." Du Lin laughed dryly.

"Of course I remember, your dagger pierced my spiritual core, and it still hurts."

Atalanta held a grudge and set up a bow and arrow aimed at Du Lin: "All the servants of Orleans have been deceived by you, and I will not be deceived by you a second time! What is your connection with that magician?"

"what?"

The male servant next to Atalanta pressed Atalanta's bow and arrow: "Wait a minute, Atalanta, he seems to be a human?"

"Don't be fooled, David."

Orion whispered: "Another one..."

Atalanta shook his head: "He can pretend to be a servant in Orleans, and naturally he can pretend to be a human. In a sense, he may be neither a human nor a servant. He is succumbed to the magician's alien creature. Wearing human skin, It's also very simple, right?"

Both Durin and Roman in the Lingzi projection were speechless.

"...It would be too much to say that I am not human. It seems that we have had a huge misunderstanding. I am the director of the upright Chaldea."

Roman hummed: "I can also prove this. Although Mr. Director doesn't know if he is a human being, he is indeed one of us."

"No way?" Atalanta's expression froze, she stared at Roman who appeared beside Durin and whispered to herself: "However, the spirit projection is indeed the means of communication owned by the children of Chaldea. Is this guy really your boss?"