"There are actually a lot of useful undead props and treasures in the inner city, and of course I don't think your fighting style is a good match for this. "Ferdinand, who has nothing to do, often asks Carlos for drinks these days, and he actually wants to fight with Carlos because of his itchy hands, but unfortunately Carlos will not satisfy his wish.

"Oh, I know what you said, but I don't have much interest in those props, and it's not good to rely on foreign objects after all. Carlos looked at Ferdinand, who was a little drunk, and explained, in fact, it was not only for this reason, he could actually learn necromancy through the memory group to make undead props by himself, no need to buy them, why should he spend money if he had free ones.

Saying goodbye to Ferdinand, Carlos knew that the time was up, and he was ready to attend the noble ordination ceremony of Borrog and Steele, Carlos looked thoughtfully at the tall white and smooth inner city walls, and then walked back in, because the ceremony began, at this moment the inner city and the outer city were completely interconnected, this was a rare day when the residents of the two cities could meet each other, rather than the residents of the inner city unilaterally looking for someone else.

The guards know Carlos, but there is no need to check the entry documents and other things at this moment, this is a law promulgated by His Royal Highness the Bone Demon King, and the award ceremony will be celebrated in such a major situation, and the last time the Dragon Core Society dared to attack has been wiped out by the Bone Demon King himself, who dares to make trouble in this situation naturally needs to weigh his own weight.

I took some food in my hand, and thought carefully about the last time I saw the celebration or I was sealed, as if in an instant I had become a melon-eating crowd watching the celebration and ceremony, and now I think about this feeling is too strange, but it is normal for the time interval to be so close to have this kind of thought.

Concentrate on taking pictures of Borrog and Steele standing on the high platform, they give Carlos a feeling of being a human dog after they get dressed, no, it's the feeling that their own children have finally grown up, don't parents expect this kind of thing to happen? Although they will leave you when their children can be on their own, they will leave you for the sake of the family.

However, the current situation is that those two guys have not grown up at all, they are still so ignorant, and they are so worried about him, so do they have the expectation of becoming parents? It seems that there is none, and these two guys will really fly away from home and go far away? I'm afraid that they will starve and die half to death on the way and run home again.

At this moment, the cold and deep words of the Bone Demon King rang out, pulling Carlos back from his thoughts, why should he worry so much, anyway, if he wants to meet and talk to them, it is completely something that can be done with a turn in his mind, so Carlos is really not afraid that he will never see these two cute things that can only sell cute treasures.

There are no fools who don't have long eyes to bother with this noble medal ceremony, after all, not all demons are not afraid of death, and terrorist organizations such as the Longxin Society and the Truth Society are not everywhere, not to mention that the former is now completely cold, the grass on the grave is three feet high, and there are many black man-eating flowers growing in what, even if the corpse is cheated, it is estimated that it will become flower fertilizer, and the latter is now hit by the Grand Duke of Purgatory, and there is no news directly.

So from these two things, Carlos knows one thing, that is, don't fight with the Bone Demon King or the Grand Duke of Purgatory, if you can't hang up, you still leave in a low-key manner, look at him, which time from the heart didn't gain a lot and make a lot of money, why risk your life to test on the edge of death.

Carlos hidden in the crowd is so inconspicuous, at least Carlos thinks so, he was mainly developing towards the career of an assassin at the beginning, and it is difficult for him to be noticed by the people around him without a sense of existence, but he still thinks that the Bone Demon King glanced at himself just now? It should be an illusion, Carlos shrugged helplessly.

If you don't have to, don't get involved with guys like the Hell King and the Grand Duke of Purgatory, otherwise there will be a big deal in the future.

Those bigwigs are like fireflies in the night sky, so dazzling, if you have anything to do with them, soon trouble will come to your door one after another, Carlos feels that he must keep a short distance from them, too far to be forgotten, too close to be easily involved in terrible disputes.

Thinking about it like this, the memory group in his hand is like a hot potato, is everything calculated by others, no, no, no, even if he is a guinea pig or a chess piece, at least his current situation is getting better and better, so there is no harm to himself.

After that, Carlos took Borrog and Steele home, after all, the chaotic and complicated power struggles and interpersonal relationships in Hell made Carlos big, and it was better to stay at home and be a salted fish during the truce.

When I got home, everything was the same at home, and the only thing that changed was that my bed was gone...... Well, what the hell has happened in the few days he's not at home?

"As soon as Carlos came back, I thought you'd be a little late. Hilarily hid the double coffin behind her, but it didn't work, even if Carlos was just an ordinary person, the huge coffin was too different from Hilarily's petite and cute figure.

"Where did you get my bed? Hilarily, have you been a little swollen lately, and I'm the head of the family. Carlos said half-angrily and half-jokingly, to be honest, he had already seen Hilarily's idea, but he didn't approve of it, at least three people, not four coffins.

"You weren't at home before, and I was lying on your bed at night, and Michelle barged in, and then we looked at each other awkwardly and started to grab the bed, and finally the bed board broke, so I replaced you with a new one. Hilarily lowered her head and put her index fingers against each other, like a child who had done something wrong, it was strange, it was useless to sell cuteness.

Carlos sighed, and then took the burgundy double Western-style coffin to improve, first of all, to transform the lid into a bed board, after all, Carlos is not a vampire, and he does not have a special fetish for sleeping coffins, this is not something that can be solved by a flip or a slide.

Hilarily's understanding of the bed is that a dark and narrow confined space is fine, but Carlos is more demanding, at least he can't accept sleeping in a coffin, not to mention whether this will affect the quality of sleep, and he doesn't have to sleep.