Intoxicated but not forgetting the business, Ye Lin hurriedly said:

"Doctor, I want to repair the highly intelligent robot Mira at the Hellas Institute in Silent City. She may be able to replace the role of the previous manager Buffon."

The temperature of the space under Anton's skin was already like early summer. A heavy weight was pressing on his face. The blood flow had already quietly accelerated, and there were already faint signs of sweating.

"I'm about to overcome the black nightmare problem, and I've borrowed my assistant. I'm very busy, and my salary hasn't been increased yet. I have to apply for scientific research funds from His Majesty."

The doctor was complaining and complaining. Of course, this didn't mean rejection, but just that he didn't like the empire's regulations. At the same time, he reached out and untied the shackles on his back.

Members of the Elytra of the Seven Gods are not allowed to leave the continent of Ghent except under special circumstances. They must serve the emperor and live in the city of Ghent.

Gaining reputation is far more than remuneration.

Although it sounds like the highest-tech reputation is quite powerful, the pressure of fame carried by this honor once forced the helpless Mechanical Head of State to leave.

Now the eldest daughter Lindsay's position in the Elytra of the Seven Gods is the substitute Coolio, and her position is the substitute Giselle Logan.

The doctor's skin is a healthy wheat color. In addition to the uncontrollable righteousness that is getting plumper, her body is actually very well-proportioned and fit. She does a lot of fitness after work, and her close-fitting uniform outlines a mature and perfect body curve.

Like Raphael, she has a character that neglects to take care of her appearance. She obviously has a good foundation, but she almost always wears work clothes, which makes it difficult to bring out the feminine temperament of a woman.

Of course, it could also be that women in heaven are all tigresses.

However, she is slightly different from Raphael in that she has the temperament of a wise and cultivated scholar, while the latter is a heroic soldier.

The soft pillow on his knees made the doctor feel like he was grooming a well-behaved cat, but the kitten was already hungry and needed to be fed.

She glanced to the right, and when she saw his legs that had been bent unconsciously, even though she was a mature woman in age, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

The originally well-behaved man in his arms began to half-support his body with his arms, sniffing lightly with his eyes closed, and rubbing the surface of the wrinkle-free cloth slightly as he was being propped up, seemingly looking for Nezumi.

"Shh..."

A finger gently touched the tip of his nose. A flash of nervousness flashed across the doctor's expression. He unconsciously glanced left and right before pinching the hem of his tight-fitting uniform. It was natural to nurse cubs, and he was self-taught.

Because she was an ordinary person with no special powers, she had been living here safely with a soft bed and sofa when the Demon World Invasion War broke out.

There was some chiffon decoration on the edges, and there was still a heat that had not yet dissipated. One on the left and one on the right were like masks, covering his face.

But because it would delay him from eating fruit, he quickly changed positions.

The quality of Tianjie's products is very good, and the workmanship is the most exquisite due to mechanization. The doctor uses it like a piece of high-grade sandpaper to polish a hard weapon.

There is an intoxicating mellow fragrance in the mouth and in the nose. Although it is fat, it is not greasy. It can be restored to its original appearance like memory metal. This is the greatness of justice in the universe.

A doctor's mind has a wealth of knowledge that is as profound as the sea, but there is no limit to the sea of ​​knowledge and there is a long way to go, and the gaps in some areas are slowly being learned.

Like a cat with sharp teeth, it also retains the same eating habits of a cat, until the other side, the protective cover is soaked with nutrients.

During the sacred hair-tying ceremony, he knelt on his knees with extremely pious eyes, straight shoulders and waist, and slowly tied up his brown, maroon, satin-like hair with a black ribbon. This process was very difficult, because he accepted the hair-tying process.

The doctor of the ceremony seems to be respectful, but in fact he eats secretly, makes glib remarks, and messes around.

"Let you see the power of using food as energy!"

The doctor often complains that the remuneration for the Sheath of the Seven Gods is very low. It is not enough to spend in the high-consumption imperial capital, and research on new energy sources also requires money. He has long understood this, and after studying the topic of sliding friction together, he happily supports it.

Got a lot of wealth.

With sufficient funds, the doctor does not have the slenderness of a little girl who needs to sleep and rest. He is a little tired but full of energy. His mature demeanor is radiant, and his eyebrows are radiant.

"I'm going to brush my teeth. Please help me clean up and bow. I have to go back to the imperial capital and apply to His Majesty for a research project. I don't know how long the process will take."

She wanted to go back to the imperial capital temporarily to bring the new energy data topic to Lindsay and Nairn. This matter was so important that she could only explain it clearly to them face to face.

If those two people believed and were willing to cooperate, she would like to set up a laboratory and research team somewhere behind Anton.

In this way, not only would a strong magician like Medill be able to help take care of him, but also if an accident occurred due to an experiment failure, Anton's unique skin that could absorb external energy could also provide an extra layer of protection.

It just so happened that Feiyan and the others were going back to the palace to report the invasion, and she had to take a boat with them, so she was the first to leave here.

After cleaning up the traces, the doctor carried a suitcase and studied how the uniform fit the mature figure and exuded a charming charm.

He stretched out his hand to put on his coat and uniform, like a wife who was about to go on a business trip. She put her arms around her neck and kissed the corner of her lips. Xiaoxiao said helplessly: "I'm leaving. It's all your fault for coming up with a new energy source. I guess I won't have it for a long time."

take a vacation."

…

The Sky Noble sailed out of a wave ripple, and the fat old man squatted on the deck, not even bothering to vibrate his wings a few times, feeling sleepy.

The team is also packing their bags and preparing to return to the continent of Arad. If there are no accidents, the next time they come here, they may go to the legendary demon world or take a bath in the hot springs.

After instructing Agnes on the follow-up matters, including the doctor's research team, sending Mira to the Silent City, etc., the team also left Heaven Realm exhausted.

After a while, a cold air and wind and snow blowing from the eternal frozen land swept through a small half of Belmare. The outside of Huttonmare was covered with snow, and pedestrians and carriages walked very slowly.

The huge EX Dornier drew a black shadow in the sky. Many people looked up with interest, but some people were already accustomed to it.

The ice and snow had frozen the branches, and a group of soldiers were clearing the ice on the road into the city. It seemed that the heavy snow had just fallen, maybe last night.

What is a little surprising is that although a road has been cleared in the manor, there is no one inside the house, the door is locked, and there are magic restrictions.

Celia, who had always been keeping healthy after the heavy snow and was feeling lazy, actually went out, which was quite surprising.

Mailu jumped down from Dornier steadily, quickly dodged to one side, and a beautiful coffin with a cross engraved on it was pushed out on a wheelbarrow.

Although Aslan is a Void Ancestor and an exorcist, and is not affiliated with the Great Temple of Remedia, he deserves to be respected as a hero who has supported the Dark Holy War for a period of time.

With a rope around his neck, Xiao Bing pulled the wheel cart carrying the coffin slowly toward Remedia. After the sacrifice, it would be sent to Xu Zu for burial. This was his last wish.

Yuena silently recited the holy words of prayer, while Obesi, after winning over rice cakes, quickly teleported to the main church to prepare for a simple funeral.

…

"Hey, you want me to go to the underworld in vain?"

Naiyali, who was wrapped in a small cotton shirt, a thick ruffled skirt and stockings, suddenly appeared and sat on his shoulders, ruffling her hair with her little hands.

"No way, Lady Naiyali gave me the confidence. How could I run away in vain? It's a great achievement and I can reward you with whatever you want."

Holding a pair of ankles and walking towards the manor, Naiyali was not afraid of cold or heat. The dress in this small skirt was probably forced by Tana and the others.

During the confrontation with Yu Held, Nyari, who was apparently the most powerful fighter, never showed up. She was asked by him to travel through dimensions and block the gate of the underworld.

If the situation develops to the point where he cannot break the situation, for example, if the Demon King is expected to arrive and cooperate with Held to kill the creator, Nyari will block Luke's soul halfway.

Although the power of the apostle will dissipate, at least Luke can still survive in another sense, an undead creature. This is his worst plan!

But what is strange is that Held did not pretend to be a ghost to lure Demon King Schaller to the Silent City. There seemed to be some secret hidden inside.

Could it be that Held was also worried that he could not control the Demon King and that he would absorb the power of the apostle?

Just when his thoughts were diverging, Naiyali suddenly flew down from his body, sniffed at his heart, tapped his chin and said suspiciously: "Strange, you went to the underworld again? Keep the gatekeeper Kalona

The guy got pissed off? So he cursed you?"

"No."

"Then why, your heart is wrapped in the aura of death, and if you haven't noticed it yet, this power is at least at the apostle level."

As soon as he finished speaking, the team members who were talking and laughing all turned their heads in surprise.

"Maybe it's because it doesn't show aggression, so it's like a harmless ball of energy, but once you use all your strength to fight in the future, maybe this guy will be at a critical moment..."
Chapter completed!