A faint figure floated out of the unconscious body of Yevre.

The weakened soul body slammed into the body the size of an index finger.

The cute compound eyes opened slowly, and the cracked lips were also quietly licked by the cute tongue.

Lias, who has experienced a war of consciousness, has finally returned smoothly.

Fuyan looked at the little coward lying on the ground with a complicated expression, and a sense of regret instantly came to his heart.

If it weren't for being blinded by the weakness after breaking the seal, and being aroused by the greed in his heart by the blood of the great, where would he have ended up in such a field.

It's not a big deal to be a memory reader, but the damn life-sharing contract is going to die. Could it be that this damn little coward is dead now, and the master has to be buried with him?

Unwillingly, there must be a way to get rid of the broken memory. The master made a compromise for the time being, and saved the life of this little cowardly demon before making plans. Anyway, the master has so many means, and it is not too difficult to recover some strength.

Lias, who was uneasy in his heart, thought for a while.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of weakness hit him, and Lias felt the rapid flow of strength. In the blink of an eye, the strength of the upper realm of the mortal ladder is only the point of the lower realm of the mortal level.

Huo Ran recalled all the contracts of Lias, looked at the little coward who shared his power, and cursed involuntarily.

"Damn despicable fellow, what a little strength that the young master has worked so hard to recover! Don't you want to be so cruel! The strength of the mortal realm is not able to be used by many means! It is completely not enough to pay the price of using other means.

You really have to be careful this time, you might get eaten by insects. Damn bastards, it's so damnable!"

Reluctantly, Lias floated to Yevre's head and tried to attack lightly like a meteor, but was once again stopped by the pact that they could not hurt each other.

At the same time, Yevre's green eyes opened, and the strange little monster came into view.

After rolling on a nimble donkey, he stared at the six-legged monster in fear, ready to die.

Even the head of the antbeast died in front of the little monster, and his meager little body couldn't withstand the other party's light blow.

Hey, what's wrong with the body? It seems to have grown a little taller, almost four feet tall, are these strong chest muscles your own? The nails are shining silver, and they look a little mysterious.

Yevre, who finally discovered that his body was abnormal, was deeply puzzled in irrepressible fear. What happened during the time I was unconscious?

Lias looked at the bewildered Jevre, his compound eyes rolled, and the cherry mouth made a sound like a silver bell.

"Lucky little guy! Master is in a good mood today, and he will give you a little little power.

As for the painful coma just now, it just means that you don't have to endure long pain when you receive the strength. Therefore, for the careful and considerate master, you must know how to be grateful.

The master is still short of a servant, don't you still know what it means? Serve the master well, obediently obey the dispatch, and the master will have many benefits for your little fellow. ”

With wide green eyes, Yevre looked suspiciously at the six-legged monster who wanted to take him as a servant.

Something seems wrong? Why do you have an inexplicable sense of intimacy when you look at this little monster? It can't be the sequelae of giving power.

Could it be that this monster really wants a servant, but he clearly remembers everything before he fell unconscious, is it an illusion?

Didn't the little monster shout to take some bloodline? That strange scene didn't look like a kind kind power.

Yevre, who is not yet rich in life experience, still lacks enough experience to explore this inexplicable turning point.

However, the strength of the surge again is real and visible.

It seems that being a servant of a mysterious powerhouse is also a good choice. At the very least, satisfying the need to eat and drink is a breeze. And there is a strong man as a backer, and the captain of the bad demon is not ready to be caught.

Besides, even if this little monster had any intentions, could he easily escape now?

People are under the eaves, and they still know the current affairs as Junjie.

Yevre, whose mind is still pure, actually has a feeling of heartbeat.

"Servant, my lord, can you explain a little? The little one is just an insignificant little coward, where is there such a great blessing to serve the great one!

And the small ones are clumsy and have low strength, which is really unsightly. In case you accidentally collide with an adult, it's not a pity for the little one to die!"

Yevre, whose attitude changed dramatically in an instant, lowered his eyebrows and complimented him. The cautious words reveal a hint of anticipation.

Looking at the humble little coward, the depressed Lias was in a good mood.

The little pink face, glowing with a slight light, replied softly with a smile.

"As a low-strength little coward, you are indeed ordinary. However, if you have a trace of the inalienable bloodline of the Lord of Food, then it is no longer ordinary.

Under the good teaching of the master, your strength will have a lot of room to rise. The young master is a discerning talent, so he gave you such an opportunity, even if it is a trace of respect for the Lord of Food as a great existence.

You must understand that the vision of the master is not ordinary. Ordinary mediocre talents, but they have no chance to serve as the royal servant of the noble master.

Of course, Master respects your own choice. If you don't want to, when the master deprives him of the power he has given, he will let you leave freely. ”

Listening to these true and false words, the Yevre ontology, which could not be connected to his deep bloodline world, as a single news laggard, nodded hesitantly after weighing the general pros and cons.

"Since the adults do not dislike the little ones, the little ones should follow the adults well and be a qualified servant. However, the small strength is indeed too low, and in order not to delay the great cause of the adults, it is also troublesome for the adults to occasionally reward them. ”

Yevre seems to be a bit of an inch!

Looking carefully at Yevre, who nodded in agreement, Lias immediately assumed his master's style.

In his heart, there was a burst of excitement that the trick had succeeded.

"Since you agreed, then you should change your words, and you should be called the master. And don't forget that the word master should be preceded by a word of praise.

By the way, you get closer, after you have a good decoration of the broken corner, it will be the master's seat in the future.

Remember, as the royal servant of the noble bloodline, you must have enough momentum, but don't fall into the prestige of the master. ”

Yevre, who had ripples in his heart, slowly stopped in front of his master the size of his index finger, looked respectful, and carefully lowered his head.

"Wise master, please wait a moment before taking your seat. There are still some broken slag in the small broken corners, and after the small ones are carefully cleaned up, please ask the great master to taste them.

I don't know if the famous owner wants the broken corner to be a comfortable seat, or something else. The little one has limited knowledge, and he still hopes for the generous owner's guidance. ”

Yevre, who can bend and stretch, is simply a natural dog, and quickly integrated into the new role.

Lias was so pleased with the new servant's attitude that the corners of his mouth turned up.

Even if the cunning bloodline consciousness body uses conspiracy to calculate the master, now the body is not also under the master's cleverness and wit.

Life, it's really lonely like snow!

"Good attitude, keep it up. If you are satisfied enough, you will have benefits. It's not logical to follow the master, eat and drink spicy, and improve your strength. Maybe one day, when the master is excited, he will let you taste what it is like to be a lord.

As for this broken corner, it should be carved into a recliner, which should fit the current body shape of the master. If there is any flaw, the master will remind you in time. ”

After seducing the new servant, Lias put his arms and feet together to make a simple pattern in the air, accompanied by a short sacrifice from his small mouth, and a four-foot-high water mirror stood in front of Yevre.

The water mirror is crystal clear, reflecting every detail of Yevre's body.

Yevre picked up the sharp dagger that had fallen to the ground, looked at himself in the water mirror, and began to carefully carve the broken horn less than two inches high.

A slightly curved chaise longue is slowly taking shape.

Lias, who had been smiling all the time, carefully pointed out Yevre, and dug out six deep small depressions in the lower part of the chaise longue, just to place six small wrists and feet.