Xio, who was enjoying his holiday leisure, suddenly heard Forsi's voice coming from the door. He immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door barefoot, opened the door with a click, and saw Forsi looking almost tired.
He looked paralyzed and stood outside the door with his waist hunched over.
"Quick, pick it up for me!"
"What are you picking up?" She paused for a moment, then noticed the delicate soft body of less than one meter that Forsi was carrying behind her back, as well as the puppet she was holding down together with the soft body.
"It's not that heavy, is it? You are an extraordinary person after all, right?" Xio stretched out his hand to grab the soft edge and helped Forsi put it down. Then he heard Forsi gasping:
"It's not heavy, but do you know how I carried this thing back? Both of these things are too big. I have to either hold them under my arms with one hand, or carry them on my back like a coolie at the dock moving cargo. It's uncomfortable no matter what.
Okay? Not to mention that this doll is movable, and if my posture is wrong, its hands and feet will drag on the ground!"
As Forsi said this, he concealed several postures for Xio to carry the doll. As expected, they were all very awkward.
Seeing Forsi's last picture, Xio couldn't help but feel a little lucky. At least her female knight only had to be careful not to knock off the knight's sword.
But then again...
"Have you also received the task of delivering the dolls from Mr. Penridax? Seeing how difficult it is for you, I will deliver them with you in the future."
Hearing Xio's caring words, Forsi's heart felt warm, then he shook his head and said:
"No, devil... I mean Mr. Snow said, just put this at home and live with me..."
"Forsi, it's not good to give people random nicknames!" Xio advised casually, and then helped Forsi place the doll on the soft platform.
"Just think of it as a nickname." Forsi pinched the soft little hands of the doll, and with a bit of bad taste in his heart, he put the doll into a sitting posture, but for some reason, it was obviously
With a very serious posture, this doll still gives people the feeling of being lazy.
"I seem to know a little bit about why Mr. Penridax asked you to bring her back." Xio watched Forsi tossing the doll there. No matter whether it was lying flat, upside down, or in a funny pose, it looked weak.
The lazy doll nodded thoughtfully.
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Seeing Xianyu taking the doll away in an extremely awkward posture, Snow had a wicked smile on his face, but he was waiting for the news he was expecting to arrive.
But at this moment, Made in Heaven suddenly let out bursts of gibbering, which stung Snow's brain.
"You said 'rage' can be felt again?" Snow tried to understand the meaning of Made in Heaven. After receiving a positive answer, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It is a relatively risky approach to transfer the furious doll to Alger through sacrifice. After all, the doll he made cannot enter the spirit world.
After all, the doll contains an extremely pure spirit. Once this spirit enters the spirit world, it will easily attract the attention of other spirit world creatures, and it itself will also be easily contaminated by the spirit world creatures.
Therefore, he could not transfer the doll through a messenger. If Source Castle really erased the spirituality on it, Snow would have no choice but to make another one and then ask Huang Beibei to give it to Alger.
Well, that might scare Mr. Hanged Man...
But now it seems that Source Castle's anti-virus power is not as strong as Xianghong's. At least spirits without hostility and autonomous consciousness will not be killed directly.
This makes sense, otherwise the little hungry consciousness that dared not squirm would have been erased by the Source Castle.
Just when Snow put a stone in his heart and thought about whether to catch up on the manuscript of a few chapters of Hellsing, a layer of prayer appeared in his ears.
"Oh, coming?"
…
"A traveler from distant time and space; you are the contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom; you are the reflection of knowledge, the backside of truth..."
"I beg you to hear me."
"I pray for your attention."
"I pray that you..."
Triss kept repeating her prayers, waiting for the arrival of that great being.
Soon, she suddenly felt a white mist filling her eyes, and then, a string of information was directly stuffed into her mind:
"This is..." Triss looked at the message in her head, her expression was a little weird, but she still took a breath and started praying again according to the content of the message:
"The favored one of paradox, the extension of contradiction, the rebellion of knowledge, the storm that plays with fate, the great Snow von Penridax..."
As she chanted the honorary name, a voice roughly penetrated into her mind——
"It's very difficult for my Lord to handle your behavior of leaving nothing to do and making wishes when you have something to do!"
"Are you really a demigod?" Triss's eyes widened, with a look of surprise on her face. Although she felt that the voice was suddenly connected, it was a bit abrupt, but the careless and very unsound voice was undoubtedly that one.
Dead cat!
"It's me. You're an ungodly guy who only prays every time something happens. Our Lord doesn't want to pay attention to you, so he left it to me."
Snow's tone was still full of the feeling of being beaten, but Triss felt relieved. According to the mystical knowledge she possessed, only strong demigods, those who had obtained divinity,
Only then can you have the ability to answer prayers.
Although this demigod is a bit unorthodox, he is really a demigod who only kills!
Taking a deep breath, Triss suppressed her rude thoughts and said directly:
"Come and save me quickly!"
"How can I save you?" Snow's voice still sounded very leisurely, but Triss gritted her teeth and said with some urgency:
"Those people from the Witch Sect, they have arrived in Backlund! Although I didn't see it directly, I know they are nearby. They want to leave me to a man like last time!"
"You mean they haven't caught you yet?" Snow raised his eyebrows. Although he spoke casually, he had already begun to organize his equipment. He spiritually sealed the extraordinary characteristics one by one, put them into the cigarette box, and then put them in the cigarette box.
The most advanced characteristic in his hand - the all-black eye derived from the extraordinary item of the Secret Puppet Master - was fed to Made in Heaven.
This was the first time he took Made in Heaven out, which made Made in Heaven babble happily.
"Although I didn't catch them, I think it was too coincidental. I accidentally discovered their existence, accidentally chose a road I wouldn't usually take, accidentally bumped into a carriage, and was accidentally killed by the owner of the carriage.
I was rescued and then sent to a manor. I suspect that the owner of this manor is one of theirs, or someone arranged by them. They deliberately sent me to such a man!"
