Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Wearily giving orders: "I'm back, tell your supervisor, let your supervisor notify Anna to pick me up."

The puppet was embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

Karas, who supported him, asked the puppet: "Lovely creature, you look panicked, can I understand what happened?"

"Oh my God, my Creator..." the puppet said tremblingly, "Didn't you die? You have been dead for a long time... Your Majesty entrusted Aka and Anna to take care of your territory and property..."

Orin and Karas looked at each other, and they understood the meaning of the oracle.

185. Chapter 185

The only residence that Halloni left for Orin was the Clothes Tomb.A-Ka and Anna were not there, and when the puppets saw Aurin, they all showed fear in their eyes.

Orin had no choice but to use magic to change his body shape. Accompanied by Karas, he inspected the territory and found that only the golem remembered him, and the artisans who came to work didn't even know his name.

The two went to the Temple of Time and Space in the imperial city of Rose Castle. After entering the altar, the priests of Rose Castle came to greet them.

Callas asked, "Is there any news about Prince Halloni in China?"

The priest replied: "According to the records, the prince passed away 30 years ago. The land of Harloni belongs to His Majesty, and the real managers are the golem Aka and the golem Anna."

Olin asked, "What about property?"

The priest looked at him, speechless.At this time, a little golden monster cat stumbled into the temple and meowed, and the priest came back to his senses and replied: "The property of the prince has been handed over to the treasury."

Callas rewarded the priest and asked him to arrange a dinner.In the empty space-time temple, only the two of them and the little monster cat named Mimi were left.Orin looked at the kitten, pale.

Overnight, all of Ellowyn believed Orin Valentine had been dead for 30 years.

There is a tomb of his clothes in Halloni, and an inscription commemorating his exploits on the border.He lost his lands, his property, and all the things that belonged to a nobleman, and even if he himself appeared in the kingdom, he was regarded as a ghost and a wanderer with nothing.This is much more terrifying than real death.

The kitten came running, jumped on Callas's feet and called.

Callas knelt down and picked up the kitten: "Black-faced cat, black-faced cat, where is Olin going to sleep tonight?"

After hearing this, Olin smiled across his pale face.Callas put the cat in Orin's hand, and Orin rubbed the cat, and the kitten became quiet after being warmly caressed.

"I'm going to see His Majesty tonight..." Callas said, "Before that, you rest in the gap between time and space."

The gap between time and space can only be opened and entered by Karas. Olin understood the hidden meaning of this sentence, and his face gradually returned to normal.

"Not tonight..." Orin put the cat on his shoulders, "It's too soon, I haven't figured it out yet."

After suffering from life and death and social disappearance, Karas understood what Orin needed most at this moment. The little monster cat licked its paw on Orin's shoulder. Seeing this, Karas couldn't help but think of his past, his heart Raise a touch of melancholy and warmth.

"I'll be with you tonight, let's go eat something first..." Karas squeezed Olin's palm, "You must be tired after going through such life and death moments."

Olin took down the little Warcraft cat and put it on the altar: "You spent several sleepless nights with me, and it won't be easy."

Callas smiled and kissed Olin's cheek, Olin flicked his wrist again, and his whole person instantly changed into a heroic and masculine face.

"What's wrong?" Callas asked.

Olin smiled: "The times have not changed. I am forgotten as a dead person. Saying goodbye to the entangled past is a great opportunity to start again!"

Callas put his hands hard: "Although it is your freedom to become what you are, and it is a blessing in life to start over, I have not forgotten you."

Olin was stunned for a moment, the awkward expression on this face was somewhat discordant.

He smiled, and his ordinary smile became strange.Even without a mirror, he was aware of it himself.

"I know, I won't become a stranger to you again."

Olin reveals his original form.

He will make the same mistake from time to time: trying to forget everything and run alone, only to be corrected by words of caution.It's just that tiredness and haggardness occupied his body, and after using this transformation magic, his steps even became erratic.

Karas supported Olin, and walked outside the altar step by step.

There were fresh offerings on the altar, most of which were desserts. The little monster cat watched them step out of the altar, and began to eat them.

The dinner is held in the side hall of the temple. The preparation is hasty but rich enough, with various steaks, fresh vegetables, porridge and snacks.

The side hall is not big, and the two of them are crowded side by side, like diners queuing up in a roadside restaurant.

Orin wasn't hungry; long-term injuries had made it hard for his stomach to hold anything.He snuggled up to Callas, a crumb piercing his fork.

Callas was hungry, and he didn't pay attention to etiquette, so he gobbled it up.Olin watched Karas eat, and felt a wonderful sense of peace of mind, as if watching could replenish his weak body.

Although Karas is already a god, and the gods have their own manners, he was once a little black-faced cat, and a little black-faced cat will feel love when it is watched and eaten.

Thinking of the joy of being loved, Karas couldn't help but want to return the joy of reciprocity, so he asked, "Do you still have no appetite?"

Olin lifted the biscuit to his lips, bit off only one sesame seed, and the crispy crumbs fell onto the clean plate.

It's not that the cake was unpalatable, the cake was made by an excellent chef and could stimulate his taste buds, but the inertia of his body forced him to put down the fork.

Callas peeled the meat from the ribs and brought it to Olin's lips: "Hey."

Olin took the ribs in his mouth and swallowed.As if he had another reason to change.His eyes rolled, and an inappropriate thought flashed in his mind: "Feed me with your mouth."

Callas patted him on the waist: "There are stars in the meal, you really have it."

Olin smiled, and continued to play with his pie. He didn't have much appetite, and he only ate a finger-sized pancake in half an hour.

Callas ate at his own pace, feeding Orin a mouthful of delicious meat from time to time.

Orin used to be like most of the nobles in Ellowyn. He didn't know what food he liked at all. His three meals were all ordered by golems, and he was not allowed to reveal his preferences when eating. After all, although poisoning is not fatal , but also very troublesome.

It was only when he met a unicorn at the border that he realized that he liked to eat pork liver, which was not a hobby worth talking about in the court.

This hobby is completely inconsistent with his identity.But it reminded him that he existed as himself, not a machine called aristocrat, who had to ensure safety in order to keep the country running.

When Karas was full, he asked the waiter to speed up and continue serving the dishes, while he picked up the plate and fed Orin the meat.

Olin swallowed the meat with a smirk: "Do you think of me when you're full?"

Karas said with a serious face: "If I can't even take care of myself, how can I take care of you."

Orin stopped joking and let Karas feed him.The comfort of love and food calmed him down.

The mouth and stomach are slowly recovering, accepting more food and nutrition, which seems to make him go to a certain time and return him to a certain time.

In short, Orin Valentine regained his demonic biological nature and ate and drank happily, like a person who has been on a long diet and suddenly regained his appetite.

Olin maintained the proper slowness and elegance, eating and drinking slowly, and when his stomach was slightly full, he suddenly said: "I'm a little uneasy now."

When he said this, his expression was surprisingly satisfied.

Callas picked up the wine glass, and the waiter filled it up for him: "Is it just a little uneasy to be treated as a dead person by the whole country overnight?"

Olin frowned, but his expression did not have the entanglement of being a public official, but more of a subconscious physiological reaction when thinking.

The waiter stopped by Olin's side to pour a glass of wine, in a very casual way, not so much serving as a favor to his drinking neighbor.

If it was in Halloni, such a waiter would definitely not be able to pass the internal training and reach Olin.

But Olin felt nothing but relief.

"And you remember me, I'm not so uneasy..." Olin drank the wine, "ah, it's delicious..."

Karas's eyes lit up. The wine is a local specialty that Karas likes, and it comes from a small winery in Settrum.

"Is it good?" Callas winked, and the waiter took away the cold cake.

"The taste is different..." Olin licked his lips, "This is the taste of freedom!"

"To freedom!" Callas raised his glass.

Olin stood up: "Respect freedom."

Callas felt that Olin would jump up in an instant, break through the skylight and the shackles of the mind and fly away to the distant stars.

Olin didn't do that, because he was tall and the dining space was narrow, he sprained his foot when he jumped back to the ground, and fell back on the chair with an "ouch" sound, "haha" giggled.

Callas rubbed Orin and continued to feed him meat.

After the meal, Olin slumped on Karas and stretched himself recklessly.Once I think that he has "died", it seems that all shackles are released.Letting go of etiquette is like letting go of freedom.

Karas played with Olin's flat belly, and drew a circle on the navel: "You didn't feed so much?"

"You can't feed enough..." Olin smiled and lifted his robe, letting Karas rub him, "I think of Julian Van Dilin."

"Well, you ate his ribs and cleverly tricked him."

"For the sake of the country's stability..." Olin stretched himself even longer, "Speaking of which, it's really embarrassing to be caught by humans. But it's nothing to be ashamed if you can eat enough. After all, there is no palace in Fandilin.