Chapter 1324 Catwoman Druid

"Meow ow ow ow~"

Catty Katie struggled to escape Bafra's grasp, jumped out of the window in despair, ran back to the steps, picked up a dead mouse, and ran towards the garbage dump.

Medea and Ruby couldn't help laughing when they saw the catwoman training the cat.

Joan also found it a bit funny. It seems that this catwoman named Bafula is the Druid in the village mentioned by Peter before, and the number one contributor to the bumper harvest of the crops in the valley village. I did not expect to be so young.

Joan thought again that Bafra's coat was embroidered with the emblem of the "Ring of Harvest", which showed that she, like Kandy, was a member of this famous druid society in the Far East. It's just that Kandy was born in the branch of the "Ring of Harvest" in the New World, and her father was a disciple of the chief druid Valentina of the "Ring of Harvest".

At this time, Peter returned to the hall with tea, while entertaining the guests, he explained to Bafula why Joan and the others came.

"It's not convenient for Fang to reveal, why are you looking for the cockatrice?" Bafula asked curiously.

"Actually, there is nothing to hide. Joan and I are cooperating on a project about supernatural petrified creatures. We need to search for various petrified creatures as research samples. The cockatrice is one of our chosen targets. I heard that Someone near Gudi Village has seen a cockatrice, so they came all the way to try their luck." Medea simply explained.

"It turns out that you are scholars, sorry for your disrespect!"

Peter looked at Medea and Joan, showing respect from the bottom of his heart.

Catwoman Bafula had suspicions in her eyes.

"You claim to be scholars, but how can I be sure that you are telling the truth and not harboring some ulterior purpose?"

"Bafra, you are so rude!" Peter tried to stop Catwoman, but was met with a blank stare.

"What do you know, the more knowledgeable a person is, the more harmful they are when they do bad things. For the sake of maintaining the safety of my village, I have to be more careful with suspicious foreigners."

Joan and Medea looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

Bafula's attitude was unpleasant, but considering her duties, it was reasonable to be on guard against unfamiliar spellcasters of unknown origin.

The question now is, how do they prove that they are really pursuing the cockatrice for academic research, instead of using this very dangerous monster to plot a conspiracy that may bring disaster to Gudi Village?

Medea seldom traveled in the surface world, and it was the first time she set foot in the Far East. It was impossible to find famous acquaintances there to help her prove her identity.

Joan also has no relatives or friends in the Far East, but compared to Medea, he is more or less famous, although this reputation is limited to the academic circle of Austrian law.

After thinking for a while, Joan asked Catwoman: "Miss Bafula, is there any arcane spellcaster in Valley Village?"

Bafula shrugged and shook her head: "Currently there are only three spellcasters in this village, besides me and Peter, there is 'Brother Flying Knife' Nicola upstairs - the sheriff of this village, the paladin of Syndra, the goddess of fate, Only there are no arcane spellcasters."

Joan frowned, and with a glimmer of hope, he tentatively asked: "Then have you ever heard that there is an award called the 'Rising Star Award' in the arcane academic circle?"

"What star award? I've never heard of it!" Catwoman shook her head.

Just when Joan was feeling down, Peter suddenly interjected.

"The Rising Star Award? Is it the award jointly selected by the Austrian law majors of five famous universities in the world in Vales, and it is awarded to gifted students who are studying at the school."

"Peter, how do you know these things?" Bafra asked in surprise.

"Of course I saw it in the newspaper." Peter took the opportunity to complain, "I'm different from you, Bafula, I'm a person who loves to read and study."

"Now that you know about the Rising Star Award, things will be easier to handle." Ruby hugged Joan's arms, her small face full of pride, "The gentleman sitting in front of you at this moment is the winner of this year's "Rising Star Award" , the genius mage Joan Vida from Midgard University!"

"You're bragging, right?" Bafula looked at Joan dubiously, "You're about the same age as me, are you really that good? But you don't look like a 'genius'!"

"If genius can be seen by a stupid girl like you at a glance, what kind of genius is that!"

Peter gave Catwoman an annoyed look, and suddenly became excited again.

"Joan Vida... this name sounds familiar to me. I remember seeing it in the evening paper not long ago. At that time, I discussed with Brother Nicholas why the winner was obviously a boy, but he chose a woman. name."

Joan's ears felt hot when he heard him complain about his name, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there!"

Like a monkey, Peter jumped up from his chair and ran up the stairs to the second floor.

After a few minutes, the young pastor waved an old newspaper and rushed downstairs excitedly, followed by two older men.

One of the middle-aged men was dressed like a handsome country gentleman. The tall young man following behind him was wearing a straight black military uniform, but he only had one left arm.

"I found it! I found it!" Peter rushed back, slapped the "Far Eastern Evening News" that was issued a week ago on the table, and pointed to an inconspicuous corner of the newspaper.

Joan probed over to take a look. It turned out that it was the selection newsletter of this year's "Rising Star Award". It was a report with only about 200 words in total. The text is simple, the illustrations are vague, and it's a good thing Peter still remembers this unremarkable newsletter.

Bafula lay on the table and looked at the picture, then looked up at Joan's face, nodded and said, "It's really similar! I'm sorry, Mr. Genius, I was too rude to you just now!"

At this time, the two older men also came over and looked at the three of Qiao An curiously.

Through Peter's introduction, Joan learned that the middle-aged gentleman's name is Malik, and he is the "director" of the Valley Village Commune. This strange title is not easy to understand, and it probably means the village chief. In addition, the tavern that Joan and the others had been to before was also owned by Mr. Malik.

As for the one-armed young military officer, named Nicholas, he was the security officer assigned by the Far Eastern Army to Gudi Village, and also served as the instructor of the local militia security regiment.

The resident druid from the "Ring of Harvest", the resident priest from the "Holy See of Syndra", the peace officer sent by the military, and the village chief who is a local celebrity and gentry—the Far East Kolas government The rural administrative system created was composed of these "four sets of carriages".