Following.

Friday morning.

The skyline was gradually dyed red by the bright morning light, and as the morning sun rose, the light pierced through the wooden fence of the balcony, and the shadows on the ground jumped on Lanchi's body, and the shadows on the ground were long and slanting in the early morning sun.

An elaborate rattan chair sits quietly on the balcony, and on a glass coffee table next to it are several books on magical engineering, the pages of which are turned in the wind, as if repeating the traces of Lanchi's reading last night.

From the distant garden, the breeze of the sun brought the fragrance of flowers gently over Lanchi's face.

"Lanch, make me magic cards, quick."

As soon as the poet was summoned, he went to pick up the watering pot and water the flowers as usual, and when he saw Ranch, who was still feeding the birds on the ground as usual, he immediately came up and kicked him twice.

"Got it...... Yesterday I went and bought a lot of materials and experimented until dark...... Isn't this ready now, just waiting to make it with you. ”

Ranch sleepily feeds his animal friends.

After returning from the shadow world, Ranch spent a few days in a row.

On the first day I came back, I went to see my father, then in the evening I asked Talia to take care of Hugh Baianne, the next day I tried to play with Adams and influenced Phoenix, and on the third day I told Dean Loren about the surprise.

Today is the last working day of the week, and Ranch is ready to feed his animal friends and skin the Great Love Poet, and if he still has time, he will go to the student council to see if there is anything he needs help with.

Of course, in addition to the great love poet, there seems to be another frequent visitor to his home.

Boss Cat will come to Ranch's house for the past two days.

He saw a little black cat jump on the balcony last night, so he opened the door and let it in.

The little black cat is still sleeping lazily, lying on Lanchi's couch and reluctant to get up.

However, the great love poet beside Ranch watered the flowers and watered them, and then disappeared.

She had run back to the living room from the balcony at some point.

"Why are there more kittens?"

The poet picked up the little black cat by the sofa and swayed it like a cradle, not knowing whether to wake it up or put it to sleep.

"Meow ......"

Boss Cat opened his sleepy eyes.

As a result, I saw a Tata with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seemed to get up, and it was so happy to see Tata laughing!

No, how can it be a demon!

"Who are you?"

Boss Cat suddenly jumped out of the arms of the Great Love Poet with great alertness, and hurriedly kept a distance from her and asked.

Her eyes are too charming, and she has a unique floral fragrance on her body, which is definitely not Tata!

The Great Love Poet just stood there and smiled, and he didn't mean to hurt the cat boss.

"She's my natal card, be careful, don't look at her as only a first-order, but she's the big brother in the end."

Lanchi on the balcony looked back and explained.

He stood up, put away the feed bag in his hand, walked slowly back to the living room, put the feed bag on the cabinet, and walked towards the card making workshop.

"How could she...... Is it a summon? ”

After hearing this, the cat boss looked around this cheerful version of the tower suspiciously, extremely surprised.

This is obviously a living demon.

Her smile and breath were by no means something that could be imitated by a summoner.

"Great love poet, it's almost time for us to get to work."

Lanchi grabbed the doorknob of the card-making workshop, pushed it open, and beckoned to the poet of love in the living room.

"Start work? What are you going to do? ”

Boss Cat shouted in confusion.

It knew that Ranchi's huge remodeled storage room was a work room for card making.

"Make a card."

The Great Love Poet said with a smile.

"Are you kidding? How can there be a summon that can make a card! ”

The cat boss thinks that the great love poet is treating it as a stupid cat!

Magic Cards It's ridiculous to be a magic card.

"Heh, if it weren't for the fact that I only have a first-order, the magic cards I make are definitely the best in the world!"

The Great Love Poet crossed his waist and boasted to the cat boss proudly.

"Just blow it, you little devil!"

Boss Cat has lived for so long, and he has never seen a magic card that a summon is good at.

But the great love poet didn't compete with the cat boss, she was very confident, and she didn't care if others believed it or not.

"See you next time, kitten."

The Poet of Love crouched down and smiled slyly at it, then trotted merrily towards Ranchi's card-making workshop.

Despite this, Boss Cat was shocked for a few seconds by the spirituality of the Great Love Poet.

It still doesn't quite believe that the poet of love is a summoning being.

"You...... You don't always do something sorry for Tata with your summons, do you? ”

Boss Cat suddenly asked Lanki, who was about to close the door.

It could tell that the summons of this gray-haired red dress were still succubi! And the voice also carries a kind of soul-seducing magic, coupled with Tata's beauty, I'm afraid few men can withstand her temptation!

"What do you think......

Ranch looked at the cat boss in confusion.

If he had been influenced by the poet of great love, he would have become her slave long ago, and she would have manipulated his mind with words and magic voices.

She's a dangerous magic card with a natural Devourer, and to use her powers, a prerequisite is a heart that won't waver for her.

When the Great Love Poet walked into the card-making workshop, Lanch also closed the door.

However, he always felt that the cat boss was very suspicious of him, so he simply closed the door and let the cat boss see it.

In the living room, the cat boss feels that this guy is getting more and more wrong, and it needs to be more observed!

But it's a little afraid to set foot in Lanchi's card-making workshop, this guy is too ha-making card-making.

So he only dared to run to the door of the card making workshop and shrank his head and look quietly.

It wants to see what they're doing.

……

In front of the workbench in the center of the card-making workshop is a sofa-style bench.

And the Great Love Poet also sat next to Ranch.

They focused on what they looked like two pianists preparing to play with four hands.

There was an orderly complexity on the table, each page carefully categorized and spread out, perhaps frequently flipped through and analyzed, leaving faint marks and wrinkles, and it was evident that Lanchi had taken a lot of time to prepare.

"Great love poet, let's make you a demon skin first. If you could be disguised as another demon, what type would you want? ”

Ranch asked the Great Love Poet.

Today he is going to make two skins for the Great Love Poet in case he needs it.

Based on [Transformation: Demon] and [Transformation: Human], there are currently two races of skins that can be made for the Great Love Poet.

Ranch decided to start simple.

Although his physical characteristics cannot be changed, if he can, he hopes to make the image of the Great Love Poet change a little more, at least when he goes to the Northern Continent, he will not be easily recognized by people by his race, hair color, clothing and other characteristics.

"Uh...... Dragon Demon Bar. ”

The poet of great love put his index finger to his lips and replied after thinking for a moment.

"Why the Dragon Demon?"

Ranch was a little surprised, it can be said that it was the opposite of the race of the Great Love Poet's original skin, and he felt that the Great Love Poet did not seem to be the kind of character who liked to pursue power.

As far as Lan Qi knows, Talia herself is not a succubus, but the purest demon species, but I don't know why the demon made from the [Compassion Verse] was turned into a succubus by itself.

"Don't you think it's handsome?"

The Great Love Poet grinned.

"That's right. Is there a requirement for hair color? ”

Ranch bowed his head, he probably understood.

"It doesn't matter if you're a demon skin...... Choose red for your hair color. ”

The poet of great love said.

"Red?"

Ranch confirms with her.

"Yes, redheads are the best-looking."

The Poet of Love responds, finding ink on the table, and showing Ranch exactly what kind of red she wants.

Lanchi and the Great Love Poet discuss the plan in this way, and while Lanchi draws the sketches, the Great Love Poet proposes revisions next to him like Party A.

(End of chapter)