I have a Synthesizer

The next day.

The mirror in Nesserio's room vibrated slightly, and a pale arm stretched out from the mirror.

Xena, pale all over, slowly moved her body like a corpse crawling out of a morgue.

The void energy in her chest and eye sockets was constantly twisting, and as time went on, her movements became more and more natural, as if she was quickly adapting to the surrounding environment.

"The world of the living is truly a nostalgic place!"

"Adapt yourself to this place first. Before long, you will be able to stay in this world permanently and normally."

Nesserio draped a coat over Xena and touched her hair with his already aging fingers.

"After all these years, you haven't changed at all, but I have grown old!"

Xena turned around and grabbed Nesserio's large palm. She was a very thin woman, and she looked very petite in Nesserio's arms.

"Why do you say that? My body is filled with decaying maggots and disgusting void bugs. If anyone should be disgusted, it should be me."

Nesserio smiled, and coldness and firmness returned to his eyes.

He took out Qianyu's portrait and placed it on the table, and began to explain the recent situation to Xena.

"Qianyu has become aware of us. According to her character, once she discovers that there is a problem with me, she will definitely take action.

Perhaps she will not directly attack me, but she will definitely arrange forces to deal with me, so this time, we must strike first."

Xena looked at Qianyu, and her hollow void eyes began to twitch, and the other lifeless eyeball also began to fill with black blood.

"I didn't expect her to look so similar to His Majesty. It's really nostalgic!"

Nesserio smiled, he naturally understood what Xena meant by nostalgia.

"Don't worry, this time, I will definitely let you vent your anger."

… …

Aymore sat sadly in the gazebo in the yard. As a fifth-order top expert, he had been neglected by Her Royal Highness for a month, which made him very sad.

Are fifth-order experts worthless now?

These days, Her Royal Highness has been very busy, always meeting with some unclear people. Aymore didn't dare to ask, because Ginnia and Conti had secretly come to Her Royal Highness's side.

In addition to the previous report of the disappearance of the Third Princess Qianxun, even if Aymore was dull, he guessed that something might have happened to Her Royal Highness.

As the personal guard appointed by Her Royal Highness, he knew nothing about this matter, which was really embarrassing.

"Does Her Royal Highness not trust me? Why don't I know any news? Why is God so unfair to me? Do I have no chance at all?"

Aymore sighed and lamented the injustice of fate.

He looked at Cain, who was teasing the dog in the yard, with some dissatisfaction. Cain had disappeared for a month before, and didn't know what he was doing.

After coming back, he just walked the dog all day long, and didn't know how to share the worries of Her Royal Highness. This guy is really nothing.

Aymore didn't like Cain no matter how he looked at him. His restless heart finally couldn't hold back, and he was about to go over and make trouble for Cain.

"Hey, Cain, now is a special period, everyone is very busy, and Her Royal Highness is also very busy.

As subordinates, we should find ways to share the worries of Her Royal Highness, instead of idling around here and teasing monsters, do you understand?"

Klein was a little confused. This Aymore really knew how to find a sense of existence. He was just teasing a dog here, did it get in your way?

But after all, he is a general, and a fifth-order one, although he is a salted fish fifth-order, he still has strength, so let's respect him a little.

Just as Klein was about to speak, his subordinate White Banks suddenly stood up and barked wildly at Aymore.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

Just now, he was enjoying Klein scratching his itch and combing his hair. He was very comfortable, but he was interrupted by another human. How could he bear this? He couldn't bear it, he had to fight him.

Aymore looked at White Banks, who was barking at him non-stop. Before he was ready to say anything, a sense of tremor from the soul rose from the soles of his feet.

This monster in front of him is a bit scary!

Although it would be a bit embarrassing to leave now, Aymore felt that if he continued to stay here forcibly, he might be eaten.

"Woo woo woo!"

White Banks wagged his tail and arched into Klein's body.

In fact, his Eternal Covenant had been loosened and lifted two days ago. Originally, according to White Banks's intention, after the Eternal Covenant was lifted, he would return to the outskirts of the Northern Border to his father, Asiba.

But when he got rid of the shackles of the contract, White Banks belatedly felt that it was too comfortable to be with Klein.

Not to mention the delicious food and drinks, there were also very comfortable massages.

Although sometimes Klein used bone claws or skeletons to serve him when he massaged him, it was still very comfortable overall.

At this moment, White Banks was a little reluctant to leave Klein.

He had lived a hard life with Qianxun for more than ten years. Now that he had finally had a few good days, wouldn't he let him enjoy it?

So when he heard Klein ask him about the contract, White Banks's first reaction was to act coquettishly.

Although he hadn't learned how to act coquettishly correctly, some abilities were really innate.

Looking at White Banks, who was rolling and licking wildly at his feet, Klein was dumbfounded. Where was your previous pride?

Where was the aura that didn't take others seriously? You compromised after a few days of eating? Where is your bottom line as a divine beast?

"Hey! White Banks, if acting coquettishly works, Grandok and Tyrrelia wouldn't have wars, get up quickly."

Seeing that acting coquettishly didn't work on Klein, White Banks immediately lay on the ground with some dissatisfaction, and then began to bite his shoes and shouted at Klein:

"Woof! Do you dislike me so much? Can't you stand me eating your meat for a few days? Can you be a little promising?"

Klein rolled his eyes.

"Your father Asiba is on the Northern Border Wall, and may rush into Tyrrelia at any time. He has been waiting for you for more than ten years. Shouldn't you go back and see him?

Are you still a dog? Are you such a dog son?"

Faced with Klein's soul torture, White Banks could only lower his head.

"Can I come back to you after I go back?"

Klein's heart beat violently. Finally, the tons of monster meat were not given in vain.

"I think so!"