The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

"You...recognize me?" Arecio looked at the pupil in the sky, "I have never seen an alchemy lifeform like you."

Yes, Arecio thinks Hitomi is an exceptionally huge alchemy life form. In his time, there have been sporadic life forms like this, such as some alchemist's envoys, but there has never been a pupil of such a grand scale suspended in front of him.

Hitomi just stared at him tenderly.

[But I have seen you. 】

"What..."

When Arecio was still very confused, the milky white sphere gradually dimmed. The pupil has no eyelids, so this dim state symbolizes that he has entered a temporary rest. Just as he was completely satisfied after seeing Arecio, Hitomi slowly dimmed, and at the same time, the live broadcast room began to count down one minute to the end.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! 】

【father! Hitomi Dad! You are my father! 】

【I do not go! ! (Grabbing the ground)]

The live broadcast was carried out by Hitomi with full authority. No matter how hard he struggled, as soon as the countdown ended, the poor audience was cleared out of the live broadcast room by the ruthless Hitomi father. In addition, Arecio has just recovered, and the contract for the use of the video has not been signed. Even the broadcast and editing are not necessary. The audience can only cry and pile up on the forum, pile up a few high-rise buildings, and be pitiful by the administrator. On the grounds of "repetitive building", only one building was deleted.

[Wow—I'm crying—]

[Nothing! Modussi! Don't broadcast it! Not even the building! 】

[Licking the dog doomsday ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[Nursing center, hurry up! Sign the contract quickly! My grain-producing hands are ready to move! 】

Alessio was still looking at Hitomi inexplicably, not knowing what the other party was doing, he reconfirmed his memory, it is impossible for him to have no impression of such a large alchemy life form.

Could it be that... the other party might have changed their appearance?

That's hard to guess.

Hitomi is also on standby now, and maybe I can ask if I have a chance in the future. Arecio didn't care too much, he didn't notice any malice from Hitomi, but felt a particularly deep warmth, as if the other party had known him for a long, long time.

The task of meeting Hitomi was completed, and Augustus had already left when he entered the central area. According to Andre, the three of them can represent the Federation to welcome the resurrected Arecio, which in itself represents a different position. Andre confessed that he was biased toward the upper ranks of the Federation, and Augustus was a defender serving Hitomi. As for Ai Li, she belonged to the childcare center.

"In fact, if you do not have the ability to live independently after recovery, Alice will serve as the nurturer who is directly responsible for you." Andre smiled, "but since your recovery, what you have shown is a complete logical thinking ability, and Our own opinion, then we will not interfere too much with any of your choices."

As long as dark creatures live healthy, they contribute to the balance of light and darkness in the world, so the entire alliance will spare no effort to provide them with the best conditions. Those who cannot live independently are taken in by the center, and those with autonomy can enjoy citizenship and some privileges and live a comfortable life in the Federation.

Of course, the prerequisite for enjoying privileges is fulfilling certain obligations, which Arecio has seen in the treaty before it.

They have moved to the conference room of the childcare center. After confirming that Arecio has no dyslexia on the simplified font, Andre selected several more important copies for him.

"Other contracts, I suggest you sign them after you are familiar with the world. As for these contracts, including the right to choose a protector and the right to open images, you need to consider first."

Arecio looked at these contracts, he didn't care much about the right to open images, after all, he had no sense of reality in this regard. As for the remaining one, the contract about the protector...

As the name of the Dark Creatures Conservation and Nurturing Center implies, every dark creature has two direct persons in charge. One is like Alice, who has been strictly trained by the nursery center, is familiar with dark creatures and is enthusiastic about dark creatures, and is responsible for managing the daily necessities, food, housing and transportation of dark creatures. Arecio is able to live independently, and the need for nurturing people is extremely low, but it is also good to use Alice as a life assistant.

Arecio had no objection to the girl of this human race, and he was very happy to sign a parenting contract.

By the way, the magic contract has probably been abandoned, and the one he signed is only valid under federal law.

Arecio: …really meaningless.

The other person in charge is much heavier. It is required to be an intellectual bright creature, and secondly, it must have a considerable social status. The protector will protect the dark creature with its own social influence. Once there is a vicious incident, the protector is also responsible for taking the lead.

It seems that I found myself a dad...Arecio didn't want to sign this.

So he only gave the image rights to Hitomi and its affiliated platforms, and the protector contract was pushed back intact by him.

"I don't need it." He said indifferently, "If, as stated in this contract, the childcare center provides funds for my life, the protection of people will not be needed."

"With the so-called...live broadcast income, I should be able to achieve...relative financial freedom? Then I don't even need to fund the childcare center."

Ellie held a contract of her own to sign, and silently thought about the huge rewards that the audience gave to Arecio in the recovery live broadcast just now. The statement "relative financial freedom" is really very modest.

In the end, there were a pile of contracts that needed to be reconsidered after a while, and Arecio really signed only the two previous contracts and some simple contracts. He glanced at the black tea on the table, took a sip, his keen sense of taste and the terrible recovery ability of the blood family made him not afraid of the possibility of poison. He can block the poison directly somewhere in the body, and then chop off that part of the body...Of course it is just a last resort.

Black tea is still delicious.

Arecio almost finished drinking the black tea and saw Andre still holding the contract to protect the man.

"Is there any problem? I really don't need to protect people."

The white-haired unicorn seemed a little depressed.

"I think my conditions are good enough to take care of you."

Oh, the scary name turned out to be Andrey's. He saw the corresponding characters in it, and didn't associate it with the unicorn beside him.

Even if he thinks about it, he will still refuse, the bright camp is still a difficult term for him, especially the neurosis.

The image of the holy man with platinum blonde hair flashed in Arecio's mind. He put down the cup, going to see where the coffin was placed. According to the request of the childcare center, he will stay here for about a week for a physical examination. Of course, Arecio has the right to refuse some detailed inspections, such as special abilities, all to ensure his health.

After that, the center will recommend the real estate to him. The first period of residence may still belong to the benefits provided by the center, which can be bought later.

In this way, he still has a goal in the short term, so he won't continue to sleep boringly.

The above is from Arecio who didn't know that one live broadcast was enough to buy a house.

But before he got up, someone knocked on the door of the conference room gently and hastily twice. A staff member in the uniform of the childcare center walked in with a dazed and excited expression.

"Excuse me, Your Highness Arecio, Mr. Andrey, that coffin..."

Arecio raised his eyes suddenly, what happened to the coffin?

"We finally observed another person in the coffin. He has woken up. He is a celebrity, but..." The staff seemed difficult to describe, and simply continued, "Now he has come under the leadership of a colleague."

That neuropathy finally! Finally woke up!

Alessio was suffocated with anger. He suddenly got up and wanted to question the neurosis, asking him why he knew he was going to die and even confided to him, and then beat him because of dragging him into the coffin before he died. Meal!

I like to go in the coffin by myself! He can also help fill in the soil!

Simply crazy!

The saint in white is walking on a strange promenade.

The cloak he draped was engraved with magnificent magic patterns. According to the agreement, it was a tangled thorn. The temple hunter's standard clothing occasionally showed a corner when he walked around. He has a pair of extremely romantic sky-colored eyes, but there is no romantic emotion in these eyes, only restraint and coldness.

No one can see any emotions from the face of this saint. Years of education in the temple has allowed him to engrave calmness and prudence into his bones.

Around the corner, he met a manticore chasing a bat. The bat went up and down, very dexterous, the shadow formed its body, but the core was a button that had been on the blood clan. Manticore chased the bat, screaming excitedly, and suddenly the hairs stood up for a certain moment, and the golden pupils turned to the direction of the saint.

The manticore has a pair of beast eyes open, and the bat is still flying, but it can't arouse the manticore howl with joy.

It began to back away, shuddering, and whimpering, its proud scorpion tail hanging between its legs, motionless. It ignorantly can't describe how it feels at the moment, only knows that boundless fear is like a tide, burying it whole.

Manticore let out a scream, turned his head and ran, the saint did not chase.

"Mr. Ruzius, you go slower! You have to take the elevator ahead!"

The staff of the childcare center caught up with them breathlessly, and shuddered at the cool eyes of the sage, and their voice was much quieter.

"Please turn left."

The sage's gaze then turned to the direction of the elevator on the left, then turned back to look at the staff.

"Is it going to see Arecio?"

"…Yes, it is."

With the cloak raised, the saint walked towards the elevator without hesitation.

The intercepted bat has turned into a ruby ​​button, resting quietly between his slender fingers. The saint gently rubs the rose on the button, which is a symbol of blood, and it is still stained with the breath of blood.

With the breath of the blood that he... was born for.

Arecio.

The elevator sank, and the colorful light and shadow passed through the glass, flashing in the eyes of the saint.

"Here, here, you are careful."

The white cloak raised again, and the saint strode forward, finally stopping at the door of the room marked "Conference Room".

The text has been simplified, but most of the time, it does not affect reading.

He stood still in place, waiting for the staff to open the door for him. As soon as the door opened, the aggressive blood family almost ran into him, but with agility, he immediately retreated.

He saw a little bit of fangs from the blood clan because of anger—

"Ruzius!!"