Doris's tank began to spew gas, like Rhaea's before her, extending forward, flattening, and draining the liquid.

During this time, the crystal roughly scanned Retia's physical condition and concluded:

"Her breasts are too big, which adds a bit of fatigue, and while it doesn't matter, my advice is that it's better to shrink it or remove it altogether, because it's useless."

No, it's very useful! You broken crystal knows a fart!

With a slight green glow in his eyes, Locke looked at the crystal and said sarcastically, "What? Do you think the muscular body you used to have is more suitable? ”

"It doesn't get much better than that! We highly recommend! Crystal thought that Locke agreed with it, and immediately replied excitedly.

Locke shook his head helplessly, the saddest thing in this world is that when you are sarcastic, the other party actually thinks that it is agreeing.

It seems that the will of the facility and the goblins belong to the muscular strong man faction, and in their eyes, whether it is male or female, as long as they develop on the muscle side, it is right.

Thinking of this, Locke suddenly realized that whether it was himself or the Will Crystal, everyone liked to transform Nemesses' body according to their own ideas, did this have their own consent?

"In the future, when making bodies, let's ask them about their own wishes, for example, do you want to be a beautiful woman who captivates the country and the city, or a strong and brave muscular woman? Something like that. ”

When the Will Crystal heard this, he immediately exclaimed excitedly: "Give people the right to choose, my king is really kind and wise." "There must be a lot of people who will choose to be muscular women by then, right?" That's what it means.

...... The generation gap between species is indeed insurmountable.....

Locke looked at it, smiled silently, and then turned to look at Doris, the number one force of Nemesses, who had opened the hatch and was waiting to awaken.

Locke quietly crossed his arms and looked at the 'Sleeping Beauty' in the cabin in front of him, now he was completely less excited than when he first waited for Rhaedia, especially after learning that the guy who was about to wake up in front of him was a prick, Locke's brain began to run at great speed.

Doris's eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and then slowly sat up.

At this time, she was wearing the same outfit as Retia: a black tank top and corset shorts used in the gym.

“......”

Doris turned her head to look at Locke, who was holding her arms on the side, and her confused eyes gradually began to become clear—the encyclopedia of demons in her brain and the trivialities of her past life were quickly pouring into her brain.

"Is the lord right?" Doris stood up from the hibernation pod, crossed her waist with one hand like a model, and said, 'Are you my master?' He looked at Locke with a steady expression.

She doesn't seem to be like the little woman that Retcia did when she woke up, at this time, she feels more like a strong woman, or the image of a noble and tall royal sister - a noble and cold white face, light blue wavy curls hanging behind, a plump and firm upper circumference, a cute and well-proportioned little belly button, and straight and slender thighs, like Rhedia, the figure is perfect to be called one in a thousand, but the whole body exudes a momentum that rejects people thousands of miles away.

She was more of a soldier or a knight than a princess......

"Here, you should have to use honorifics." Locke looked at her and said steadily. Although the other party has a hot body, Locke can't mention the slightest sexual interest in her - sure enough, it's Retia's birdlike temperament that has an appetite for herself.

"Got it." Doris agreed, and stepped out of the cabin to the ground, a little surprised by the outfit on her body, which was much more comfortable to wear than the material she remembered.

But surprise to surprise, after sighing in her heart, Doris looked at Locke with a blank face and asked, "What is my mission??" ”

The ordinary tone and attitude are qualified by the standards of a soldier.

Locke nodded, turned around and said, "Let's have breakfast first, I need to see your strength after that." ”

"No problem." Doris agreed, and followed with a steady pace.

After they left, Anne flew out of the crystal, she looked at Doris's back, hesitated slightly, looked a little frightened, and finally grabbed the hem of her skirt hard, as if to cheer herself up, and quickly followed.

Since this guy is positioned as a knight, he can't be treated by Retia's standards.

After a quick breakfast with her, Locke went to the lab and put on the black-armored flight suit, and at the moment the helmet was closed, Locke clearly heard the sound of Doris gasping heavily—like a feeling that the tense nerves had finally relaxed.

Could it be that this guy's previous cold image was pretended?

'Strong, independent, unyielding?' Locke looked at the girl in front of him who kept raising her hand to adjust to the armor and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's okay, so-so."

Plus the tsundere temperament. Locke had a general idea of her character.

This suit of armor Locke herself wears, made entirely according to the best and most comfortable ergonomic standards, Retia has a very high opinion of it, she has never worn armor, she has a feeling of reluctance to take it off, and the guy in front of her often wears armor to wander outside.

"Hmm......" Locke looked at her, a little doubt and a hypothesis suddenly appeared in his heart, and then he hooked his finger at her and said, "Come with me to the fighting room." ”

After Doris, who was halfway through the armor on her body, heard it, she said "oh" and quickly followed-about the function of the fighting room, the Castlevania Encyclopedia in her brain quickly went through it for her, so she didn't need Locke to explain, people naturally knew it.

On the way, Anne, who was lying on Locke's shoulder, bit her fingers and occasionally turned her head to look behind her.

Doris, wrapped in a black-armored dress, followed the two quietly, her head casually looking at her surroundings, and no one knew what her expression was under her helmet because she couldn't see it—Rhodia was curious about what she saw along the way, and Anne had been her guide for quite a long time with her shoulder.

The Demon Encyclopedia is just a general introduction to knowledge, such as what it does, and the real usage has to be experienced by yourself.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Anne kept looking behind, Locke asked strangely.

"She looks so horrible......" the little one whispered in Locke's ear.

"Hehe, you can't just look at people on the surface." Locke turned to the back and said, "Miss Doris, come over here, we're here." ”

The black-armored girl stopped in front of a gym room specially made by Locke according to the standards of modern gyms, and when she was about to take a look inside, she heard Locke's cry, and hurriedly stood up straight, and said in a somewhat flustered tone: "Ahem! Belch...... I'm just on the wrong track. ”

"Got it, come here." (To be continued)