Lord Fallen Angel Has a Bird

The heavy wooden door was pushed open with a "squeak", and the dwarf Jinli walked in dragging a huge sack.The commune received so many packages and letters this week that he couldn't hold them with two hands, so he could only transport them in sacks and distribute them slowly.

I don't know what's in those packages, they're small but heavy, did someone buy a whole case of concentrated beer?

While complaining, Jin Li struggled to throw the sack on the table, wiped off his sweat, and decided to wash his face first before returning to distribute it.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the door, a tall figure sneaked up to his desk, opened the sack roughly and began to search.

"Well, the order says it can be delivered today, it's strange, where is it..."

Oliver squatted in front of Kinley's desk, which only reached his knee height, and rummaged for a long time, but he couldn't find his package.He scratched his chin angrily, and simply turned the sack around, letting the contents fall onto the table, making a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sound.

"Oh, take it easy, dear." On the sofa, Ian poked out half of his face from the newspaper: "Oliver, you need to learn to be a gentleman."

"Oh, good!" Oliver showed a bright smile to Ian, and then continued to search with his head down as if no one else was there.

Ian: "..." Well, he knew that it would be a waste of effort to talk to Oliver about etiquette and self-cultivation.

Ian sighed, put down the newspaper in his hand, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Oliver replied without raising his head: "Lollipops. The small shop on Sugar Man Street has recently released a new carrot-flavored lollipop, just in time for a big sale, and you can get one free when you buy ten lollipops. It's a great deal! "

"So how much did you buy?"

"One hundred."

"..."

"He even gave me ten coins!" Oliver gestured excitedly: "One five star coins, ten are fifty star coins, haha, he gave me fifty star coins!"

"……free shipping?"

"It's inevitable, the shipping fee is sixty."

"..."

Ian finally understands why the small shop on Sugar Man Street has been able to survive for so many years - it turns out that there really are such loyal customers who are sold and count the money in the world!

"Oh! Found it! Here it is!"

While talking, Oliver saw the package with his name on it sharply. He tore open the box in twos and took out a large handful of orange lollipops. Each lollipop was deliberately made into a carrot shape. Tie a green ribbon wickedly.

Oliver quickly opened one and stuffed it into his mouth, smash it, and said with a happy face: "Well, it's delicious, it's so delicious! This is my favorite carrot flavor!"

Ian: "I really don't understand why you, a werewolf, don't like meat but like carrots..."

"Just like you, a vampire, don't you also like blood and only like corn juice?"

Ian: "...well, you win."

It was a rare victory over Ian in a quarrel, and Oliver was very happy. He continued to suck the lollipop happily, and turned to ask the person at the desk in the center of the hall who was concentrating on reviewing the documents: "Would you like a lollipop, too?"

Yin's hand holding the pen paused, and then continued to sign without changing his face.

"Well, it seems that he doesn't want to eat." Oliver shrugged indifferently, and was used to ignoring Yin.He even thought it would be weird if Silver really wanted to try a lollipop.

He casually flipped through the remaining packages and letters, "Hey, Yin, here is a letter from the commander of the [-]th Army."

Oliver stretched out two fingers to pull out a dark blue envelope, and tore open the seal before Yin could speak.Anyway, Yin never cared what letters he received, and his unopened letters almost filled half the storage room.

"Let me see what the Commander wrote..."

Dear Silver:

I am very glad that my commission has been successfully completed. You have contributed a lot to the smooth elimination of the rebels this time. You are the hero of the entire Federation. Please allow me to express my highest respect to you.

According to our agreement, you will receive 5000 million interstellar coins as a reward. I have already transferred this amount to your account, please remember to check it.

In addition, I will give you another 500 million interstellar coins as an extra reward. After all, it is too dangerous to sneak into the wandering star alone to kill the leader of the rebel army. I think you are the only one in the entire Federation who has the courage and strength, so please don’t Reject my offer.

Of course, I believe that you will also keep it confidential for me in accordance with the agreement, right?

Thank you and your team again for your contribution to the peace of the Commonwealth, and hope to have the opportunity to work with you in the future.

— Yours, sincerly, Simpson.

Oliver held a lollipop in his mouth, read the letter inarticulately, and said with emotion: "Master Commander is such a good man, he actually gave us 500 million extra star coins, which is enough for me to buy...well, 100 million coins Carrot lollipops!"

100 million lollipops can give away another 10 lollipops, my God, that's 50 interstellar coins!

"Cut, it's just a hush money. There's nothing to be happy about." Ian curled his lips in disdain, not bothering to talk to Oliver, and took out an "Interstellar Express" from the pile of newspapers around him and spread it on the coffee table.

The front page of the newspaper was almost filled with a huge smiling face, and the bold headline read—"Federation Star! Commander Simpson is about to be promoted to Commander-in-Chief of the Servia Sector, and peace is expected to come true!"

"Here, let me read it to you." Reliable news came recently that the great counter-insurgency hero Commander Simpson is about to be awarded the rank of general and promoted to the commander-in-chief of the Servia sector. Commander Simpson went deep into the enemy camp to kill The leader of the rebel army has made great contributions to the peace of the Union. The federal government has decided to display the head of the leader of the rebel army in the Victory Heroes Memorial Hall to pay tribute to Commander Simpson.' This is the exact words in the newspaper."

"But the leader of the rebel army was obviously killed by Yin, why did the newspaper say that the army commander killed him? Could it be... Aww!!!"

Halfway through Oliver's speech, the letter in his hand suddenly burst into flames. He threw the letter paper out reflexively, but his fingertips still got a blister.

"Who has nothing to do with the fire, it hurts me to death..."

Oliver clasped his hands and wanted to cry, his ten fingers connected to his heart was true, such a big blister really hurts!

Ian tapped the coffee table lightly with his knuckles, glanced at the paper ashes that fell to the ground, and said, "No one is playing tricks on you, the letter must have been cast with fire magic, once it is opened, it will spontaneously ignite soon. After a pause, he couldn't help but sneered again: "Cut, it's just some tricks that don't make it to the stage. It's rubbish. If you want me to say silver, you should make a statement. Who cares about the commander of the army, first Let him be ruined."

At the desk, Yin finally finished signing the last document, raised his head and said indifferently: "It's not necessary. It was agreed in the original agreement that I was only responsible for killing people, and he was fully responsible for the aftermath. It has nothing to do with me."

"But he is clearly deceiving the masses!"

"So what? You forgot the convention of the Black Commune?"

"no!"

"What is Article Seven?"

"Well... members of the commune need to fulfill all the obligations stipulated in the agreement signed with the client, but they have no right to interfere with any matters other than the agreement..."

"Very good, it seems that you remember it very well." Yin nodded with satisfaction, "Then I don't want to hear this kind of talk about the client again."

"..." Ian's face was pale, as if he had swallowed a fly alive.

Yin sorted out the messy documents on the desk and planned to go back to the room to take a nap, but before he got up, he saw Oliver running over excitedly with a big package in his arms.

"Silver! Look at this! Guess what it is? Uncle Poppy sent you a Valentine's Day gift!"

"Uncle Bobby has a lover?"

There was a voice of inquiry at the door, and a dark elf with dark purple waist-length hair walked in, and the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth made everyone feel like a spring breeze.

"Hi, Axi, you're here!" Oliver showed a big smile, pointed at the package in his hand and said, "Uncle Bobby has no lover, but he sent Yin a Valentine's Day present, and I'm about to open it! "

He put the package on Yin's large desk, cut the messy tape on the outside with a knife, and took out a brown wooden box.

The wooden box is not big, but it is very heavy, and it will make a muffled sound when shaken.

Oliver saw a conspicuous golden button in the center of the wooden box, and pressed it without thinking, and then...

The lid of the box popped open, "biu~~~", a stream of foul-smelling and sticky black water hit Oliver's face accurately.