After dinner, Nero sneaked out of the manor quietly. Of course, she didn't think that her actions were so secretive that no one knew … How could the boss and Miss. Maid not know?
She actually had relative freedom … Sometimes, Nero would think that perhaps this relative freedom was far more relaxed than she had imagined.
At least, so far, as the master, he didn't specifically ask her what she needed to do or what she should do … He didn't even ask her to fulfill her obligations as a Black Soul Envoy.
So Nero felt that even as a Black Soul Envoy, she could actually live like a salted fish.
"Don't rest?"
As soon as she left the manor, Nero met Taisetsu who was waving his sword in the small forest outside the manor. Taisetsu took the initiative to greet her.
"Black Soul Envoy doesn't seem to need to rest, right?" Nero leaned against the tree trunk and asked.
Taisetsu weighed the Zhanlu Sword in his hand and suddenly said, "Do you want to exercise?"
Nero waved her hand with a look of disgust, "I like to abuse people, but I don't like to be abused."
This was very real. Taisetsu smiled. In fact, before the boss and Miss You Ye arrived, it was Nero who pestered him to fight every day.
Nero suddenly flew up and planned to leave here. Taisetsu asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
"To abuse people!" Nero looked back and smiled, "Taisetsu oppa, thank you for helping me in front of You Ye's Nanny this afternoon. I'll give you a flying kiss ~ ~"
A black mist was spat out from Nero's mouth, transforming into a small heart shape. It slowly floated to Taisetsu, then suddenly dispersed. It was a black heart.
"Nanny …"
Taisetsu shook his head, then continued to wave his sword as if he was living a normal life.
…
After the restaurant closed, Mr. Smith returned home at about ten o 'clock in the evening. In the afternoon, Mrs. Elora called and said that Joe had returned home … Mr. Smith didn't know when Joe slipped away from his eyes.
In fact, he still felt that the five-year-old Joe was a little too naughty … even though they were in such a small town.
He wanted to have a good talk with Joe, but found that Joe was asleep, so he had to give up... He chatted with his mother, Lady Elura, and his wife, Debra, in the hall.
Lady Elora said she felt much better today, as if she were ten years younger. Mr. Smith thought it might be because of his mood.
His wife, Debra, was nestled in Mr. Smith's arms, and he was gently stroking her swollen belly, and the family occasionally talked about things that were not important, but were comfortable.
Unknowingly, Lady Elora, who was knitting a towel, seemed to be sleepy and fell asleep. So did Mr. Smith, who had been working all day.
The water was boiling in the kitchen. Of course, the water was not boiling yet, but the wind in the night was blowing the curtains … The swaying curtains seemed to be about to hit the fire on the stove at any moment.
It even brushed past the bright fire several times … Maybe it was actually waiting to be burned, so the wind seemed to be a little stronger, blowing it faster this time.
It shouldn't brush past the curtains this time. It was sure to hit the fire. When it was raised, it seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand.
Click —!
But the fire suddenly turned off — Debra directly turned off the air valve … It was said that pregnant women were more sleepy, but she didn't know when she woke up.
Debra's movements were a little slow, after all, it was inconvenient for a pregnant woman to give birth … She returned to the living room with one hand on her belly, covered Lady Elura and her husband, Mr. Smith with a blanket, and then quietly opened the door of Joe's room to take a look.
She tried not to disturb her family, even when pouring water, she tried to be as gentle as possible … But it seemed that something was watching Debra from the window — a gaze that would shine even in the night.
As if feeling this gaze, Debra stared at the night outside the window.
She saw a pair of yellow, tubular eyes … They were the eyes of an owl. There was an owl perched on the tree in front of her house, watching her motionlessly.
Debra subconsciously hugged her arms, seeming to feel a trace of coldness … She suddenly became absent-minded, not thinking of anything in particular, but also not thinking of anything.
"What are you looking at?"
Her husband, Mr. Smith's figure came from behind with the shawl he brought … While putting the shawl on his wife, Mr. Smith hugged his wife from behind, and then also looked out of the window.
"It seems … nothing." Debra found that the owl on the tree seemed to have disappeared, maybe it had flown away. She put her face on her husband's face, "I was just in a daze for a while."
"Go back to the room and rest, it's too late." Her husband said softly.
Debra nodded and followed her husband back to the room.
At this time, a small shadow flashed through the window … It seemed to be a black cat.
If Mr. Smith had been paying attention, he would have recognized that this black cat seemed to be the one he had met during the day.
The black cat didn't run far … It soon came to the front of the road.
Here, there was someone — a person in a black suit standing here. The black cat arrived in front of the figure and leaped onto its body.
The figure in the black suit folded its hands and held the black cat in its arms — At this time, it took out the pocket watch from the suit, opened it, and looked at the time.
Then it put away the pocket watch and slowly walked to the front of Mr. Smith's house — but the moment it was about to reach out to touch the door of the house, it suddenly stopped.
A ray of black light shot out from the ground like a bolt of lightning and hit it right on its body. But the moment the black lightning hit it, its body and the black cat turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.
The black lightning circled around Mr. Smith's house and slowly fell down, turning into the shape of Yama and stabbing into the soil diagonally.
A few seconds later, a white hand pulled Yamato up from the ground and put it on the shoulder casually … Nero looked at Mr. Smith's door and murmured, "It's so fast …"
She yawned, then jumped on the roof of Mr. Smith's house and lay down directly. Looking at the dim moonlight, she closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep.
When the sun rose, she buried Yamato in Mr. Smith's house again. Then, as if she was still half asleep, she slowly flew back to the manor.
…
"Where's the boss?"
After returning to the manor, Nero saw the breakfast on the table and ate it without saying anything.
"The boss and Miss Ye went to school," Taisetsu who was reading the newspaper said casually, "He said that he wanted to apply for admission."
Nero blinked thoughtfully, "Yes, the boss came here to go to school … Is it fun to go to school?"
"Haven't you been to school?" Taisetsu asked subconsciously.
Nero shrugged and said, "I've been to the instructor's training class. Doesn't it count?"
Taisetsu looked back at Nero and suddenly asked, "Where did you go last night?"
Nero showed a bright smile and said, "Catching mice ~ It's fun ~"
"Really?" Taisetsu nodded, apparently not caring … He folded the newspaper in his hand and then planned to take care of the back garden, "By the way, the last one to finish eating is responsible for washing the dishes …"
Before he could finish his words, Nero had already drifted out of sight.
Taisetsu didn't care, but insisted on finishing the sentence, "… This is what the boss said. The last one to finish eating is responsible for washing the dishes."
Nero, who disappeared, emerged from the wall at this time with a regretful look. She ran back dejectedly and washed the dishes.
…
…
After the flash, they appeared in a snowy peak. One step forward and they would officially enter the boundary of Chellona — It was really just one step forward.
So Long Xiruo didn't hesitate and directly stepped forward — In just a moment, an incredible and endless power began to flow into the body of Shinryū Chellona.
"It's more comfortable to be home." Long Xiruo stretched herself, feeling that even if she had to fight 300 rounds with that scheming maid, she wouldn't be afraid at all!
"Oh! It turns out that there's also a [Coordinate] here! " Luo Dance looked around and then asked curiously, "Sister Long, why did we go so far to the [Inhuman Domain] last time?"
"This should be a temporary [Coordinate] made by Hui Yao." Long Xiruo thought for a while and said, "It's impossible for me not to know that there's such a thing in front of my house … That guy probably said that on purpose, saying that it's been idle for a long time to deceive you."
The little butterfly monster who had learned to be obedient at this time nodded obediently.
"Well, let's not talk about it. We've been out for several days." Long Xiruo said quickly, "Let's go back to the hospital. There should be a lot of patients."
The little butterfly monster nodded and said, "Yes! Some of the old men's medicine should be finished and need to be replenished … Oh! Sister Long, there seems to be the smell of snow lotus over there. Let me have a look! "
It wasn't that she didn't learn anything. She just did some odd jobs in the pet hospital and took the initiative to learn some knowledge of pharmacology — and the learning speed was very fast.
Long Xiruo was not stingy with her knowledge and taught her a lot — Seeing the little butterfly monster open her colorful wings and fly to a nearby snowy peak, Shinryū Chellona was not in a hurry.
She was already in Chellona, so her heart was naturally bigger … Shinryū Chellona suddenly took out the music box that she got from the castle.
She tried to open it in the castle with all her strength but failed … She seemed to want to try again.
So, Shinryū Chellona took a deep breath and then grabbed the music box with both hands … She activated her power. Her control of her power had reached the peak and there was no leakage. Even if she used all her strength, it wouldn't cause the earth to shake.
But at this moment, even though her face was red, she still couldn't open the music box — she was already in Chellona and Shinryū's power was endless!
"This broken thing …" Shinryū Chellona who gave up again slowly exhaled and sat down on the ground, holding her chin.
Should she clear her debt and use her intelligence channel to ask about the origin of this thing?
But Long Xiruo quickly denied this idea. If she said that no matter what she asked with the intelligence channel, that guy wouldn't know, she wouldn't even believe that he was the True Dragon of the Godly Land.
She always felt that something had happened to her when she got the music box — but she couldn't let Luo Qiu, who represented the store, know about it. At least, she couldn't let him know about it for now.
But it was strange. She had already returned to Chellona, but it seemed that she wasn't being chased for debt … Luoqiu said that it wasn't urgent and could wait until she returned to Chellona to settle the debt.
But now that she was back, there was no notification … Shinryū Chellona couldn't help but mutter, "Damn it, at least he still has some conscience …"
Just as she muttered, something fell from the top of Chellona Shinryū's head — it fell directly into the snow in front of her.
It was a syringe as thick as an arm.
Shinryū Chellona was startled, then she stood up abruptly and stomped on the syringe on the snow, shouting angrily, "Scumbag!! Trash!! Go to hell!!! "
The syringe couldn't be broken, it would never be broken — even if it was broken, it would automatically recover … Shinryū Chellona felt even worse after getting this answer.
"I won't draw it! Come and draw my blood yourself if you dare! "Shinryū Chellona snorted," I'm going to renege on my debt now, bite me! "
The syringe just lay quietly in the snow.
Long Xiruo picked it up and threw it towards the snowy peaks. But not long after, the syringe would automatically return. She had no choice but to let it drop.
At this moment.
"What the hell is this place? Why is the magic essence content so low … "
Not far away, the Golden Dragon Fafnir stood up shakily and rubbed its head. It wasn't just its head — it felt as if someone had broken its bones, and its whole body was aching as if it had just fought a great battle.
Finally, Fafnir, who was looking around, saw the True Dragon of China standing more than ten meters away and staring at him.
Fafnir subconsciously shuddered, he still didn't understand the situation, but he didn't know why this old woman's gaze made him feel an indescribable sense of danger.
Long Xiruo suddenly walked towards Fafnir.
"You … what do you want to do?!" Fafnir nervously retreated … mainly because Chellona Shinryū had a big syringe in her hand, the appearance was too frightening.
"Oh, nothing." Chellona Shinryū said expressionlessly, "I see that you don't feel well, so I want to draw some blood from you to test … Don't worry, I won't draw much, just a hundred liters will do."
"Don't … don't come over!! Ah —!!! "
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