Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 40 mark

   "Raum, your name."

  Yate gave this raven a name, Raum (Raum), for convenience.

  Its intelligence is not low, and it can reach the level of a small kindergarten class.

  After eating, Xu Shi's mood improved, and he no longer looked at Yate like a fighting cock.

   Then, Yate gave it such a name. According to previous myths and legends, Raum, the demon **** who ranked 40th among the 72 pillar demon gods of King Solomon, appeared in the image of a crow.

  A bit of bad taste.

  His two names, Zhuang Zhou and Art Tavel, are extraordinary, and the names of his pets certainly cannot be mediocre.

   Moreover, as a pet, it is obliged to bear the same "fate" as its owner.

   Although I don't know if the name really affects the fate.

  After knowing that he has his own name, Raum is in a good mood.

   Kindergarten small classes are relatively easy to coax.

  Because of the surprise, Art stayed up in the middle of the night.

  In addition to skills, there is also the surprise that Muriel William's 3-person wallet gave him.

   More than 1,500 gold coupons!

   As expected, he is a local tyrant from the north, with a lot of money!

   On the contrary, the guy who escaped from the laboratory only had 2 gold shields in his wallet. He is smart enough to know how to rob gold shields instead of gold coupons.

  Anyone will feel better after getting rich.

   At noon the next day.

   "Today's fish is even more delicious." Claire Ryan ate very satisfied.

   "Extraordinary performance." Art explained with a smile.

  Moore Ryan was unaccompanied.

  Yesterday’s incident didn’t end because of the departure of the William family. In other words, it ended on Arter’s side, but not on his side.

   The three Muriel Williams forcibly broke into the camp in an attempt to kill his guests. The guilt will not disappear just because of failure.

  I didn’t act immediately last night because it wasn’t necessary.

   After the three Muriel Williams fled yesterday, they had no money or clothes, so they could only go to the Pudela City Hall.

  Because of the laboratory, the Pudera city government was very passive. Before yesterday, Muriel William and the other three refused to even talk to them.

  This incident can be regarded as indirectly helping the Pudela City Government.

   As a price, Moore Lane was stopped by the city government.

   However, the city government will definitely compensate him.

  Today he went to negotiate with the municipal government, trying to get more compensation.

   "Ms. Ryan, does this mark only have the function of summoning 'her'?" Art finally found a chance to communicate with Claire Ryan alone.

  The reason why she has been called "Ms. Lane" is because although she is the same age as Art, she is already married. It's just that her husband passed away very early, and for some reason, she didn't stay at her husband's house, but returned to Ryan's house.

  I don't know the specific reason, and I didn't ask much.

   "Are you worried that it will be bad for you?" Claire Ryan's originally lazy and arrogant eyes suddenly became clear and sharp, telling his mind.

   "It's not me, it's my blood instinct that is very afraid of you." Art explained with a wry smile.

  The reason why he confessed his demon warlock blood yesterday was also because he suspected that Claire Lane might have known about it long ago.

  The prey can perceive the presence of the predator, and there is no reason why the predator cannot perceive the prey.

   The most obvious evidence is that it takes mana to move that arm!

   "Don't worry, she won't hurt you." Claire Ryan looked slightly relaxed.

   "With you here, I'm naturally not worried." Art said skillfully.

   The implication is, what about when you are not around?

   No question.

  What if there are hidden dangers?

  That arm is very fierce, and backlash is not impossible.

   Claire Lane turned her head slightly, as if she felt that what he said made sense, her sharp eyes gradually converged, and became hazy and lazy again, like a cat basking in the sun with its eyes squinted after eating and drinking.

   The corners of Yate's eyes twitched slightly.

   You won't just fall asleep like this, will you?

  She takes a lunch break every day.

   But he didn't dare to disturb her.

  A big boss who has a weird body and can poke you to death with one finger, or a big boss who is mentally abnormal, do you dare to disturb her to doze off?

   After a while, she came back to herself and uttered a strange syllable: "Ιχθε."

  Yate did not hesitate, but immediately wrote it down.

  Although the pronunciation is very strange and the mouth is twisted, he can easily copy the pronunciation after learning the devil language.

   "Ιχθε." Repeat.

  The original intention was to tell Claire Lane that her language learning ability is very good, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that there was something more in her body.

  It feels like... coordinates?

   Have you been tagged yourself?

   It is difficult for ordinary people to notice this slight change, but he is familiar with this thing!

   His complexion suddenly became very ugly.

   "How did you read it?" Claire Lane looked at him strangely.

   "I heard you read it, so I repeat it." Art reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth and replied with a forced smile.

   "I just let you remember this name. If she is disobedient next time and you call this name, she will not attack you." Claire Lane explained.

  Can't you finish it in one breath?

  Yate wanted to vomit blood depressedly.

  An existence that can't even pronounce its name easily, can he provoke it now?

  If faced with a life-and-death crisis, she would naturally ignore other things, and she might not necessarily retaliate.

   Survive the next time, the imprint disappears, and it has nothing to do with her.

  It's all right now, I added friends directly, the ones that can't be deleted.

  However, Claire Lane can't be blamed entirely, and Art himself should bear at least half of the responsibility.

   "Is this her name?" For now, I can only find out as much information about "her" as possible.

"Um."

   "Can I know her identity?"

"no."

  The plan is over.

   "Don't check it yourself, if someone finds out, you will be arrested!" Claire Lane thought that the sweet and sour fish he cooked was really delicious, so she took the initiative to remind him.

   "I see." Art's eyes twitched again.

   "Don't worry, you are different." Claire Lane only said half of it again.

  Yat waited for a long time but didn't know that he was different. Is it because of his meritorious service as a cook, special blood, or chaotic fate?

   Also, who is different from you?

   Then who is what?

   I don't know if she did it on purpose, or if she is mentally ill.

  Yate suspected that she had deliberately let herself be marked, but she couldn't find any evidence, so she didn't dare to question her.

   This is not cowardice, but stability.

   No matter how you say it, it can be regarded as an extra means of life-saving.

   Just don't know what the cost of calling that arm is.

   There is no price, a boss of that level will be your thug for no reason?

   I want to fart!

   It seems that "she" cannot appear in this world.

  Don't look at him easily summoning half of the arm, that's because the half of the arm can move freely, although it is under the premise of being bound layer by layer.

   Could it be that "she" can use her own body to descend if she is summoned more times?

   Having read so many novels in the previous life, it is easy to think of certain plots.

   Perhaps it was because Moore Ryan was not here, so Claire Ryan didn't take a lunch break too quickly today.

   She didn't leave until Art stopped asking questions.

  …

  In the afternoon, Moore Lane came back and told Art that he could leave.

   Sorry, I have something to do today, so the update is late.

  (end of this chapter)