Don't confiscate my citizenship

The next day.

Friday morning.

The skyline is gradually dyed red by the bright morning sun. As the morning sun rises, the light penetrates the wooden fence of the balcony, and pieces of light and shadow jump on Lan Qi's body. The shadows on the ground are long and slanted in this early sunshine. .

A well-designed wicker chair was placed quietly on the balcony, and there were several magic engineering books on the glass coffee table next to it. The pages of the books turned in the wind, as if they were repeating Lan Qi's reading last night.

The breeze accompanied by the sunshine came from the garden in the distance, bringing the fragrance of flowers and gently brushing Lan Qi's face.

"Lan Qi, make me a magic card quickly."

The poet of great love had just been summoned. He picked up the watering can to water the flowers as usual. Then he saw Lan Qi beside him who was leisurely feeding birds on the ground as usual. He immediately walked over and kicked him twice. foot.

"I know... I bought a lot of materials yesterday and kept experimenting until dark... Isn't it ready now? I'm just waiting to make it with you."

Lan Qi fed his animal friends sleepily.

After returning from the Shadow World, Lan Qi had a relatively fulfilling few days in a row.

On the first day back, I went to see my father in the afternoon, and then asked Thalia to take care of Hyperion in the evening. The next day, I competed with Adams to influence Phoenix, and on the third day, I told Dean Loren about the surprise.

Today is the last working day of the week. Lan Qi is going to finish feeding his animal friends and skinning the poet. If there is still time, he will go to the student union to see if there is anything he needs help with.

Of course, in addition to his beloved poet, there seemed to be another frequent visitor to his family.

Boss Cat will come to Lan Qi's house these two days.

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

The little black cat is still sleeping in, lying on Lan Qi's sofa, reluctant to get up.

However, the beloved poet beside Lan Qi disappeared after watering the flowers.

She didn't know when she had run back to the living room from the balcony.

"Why is there an extra kitten?"

Beside the sofa, the beloved poet picked up the little black cat and rocked it like a cradle. He didn't know whether he wanted to wake it up or coax it to sleep.

"Meow……"

Boss Cat opened his sleepy eyes.

As a result, I saw Tata with a sweet smile on his lips.

It seemed to be getting stronger, seeing Tata smiling so happily!

No, why is he a demon!

"Who are you, meow!"

Boss Cat immediately jumped out of the beloved poet's arms with great alertness, and quickly kept a distance from her and asked her.

Her eyes are too charming and she has a unique floral fragrance. This is definitely not Tata!

The poet of great love just stood there and smiled, with no intention of hurting the cat boss.

"She is my life card. Be careful. Even though she is only at the first level, she is the big brother in the end."

Lan Qi on the balcony turned around 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 then walked towards the card making workshop.

"How could she...be a summoned object?"

After hearing this, the cat boss looked around this cheerful version of Tata with suspicion, and was extremely surprised.

This is obviously a living demon clan.

Her smile and aura of life cannot be imitated by summoned objects.

"I love the poet, it's almost time for us to start work."

Lan Qi held the door handle of the card making workshop, pushed it open, and waved to the poet in the living room.

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

Boss Cat shouted in confusion.

It knew that the huge converted storage room in Ranchi was a work room used to make cards.

"Card making."

The poet of great love said with a smile.

"Are you kidding me? How can a summoner know how to create a card?"

The cat boss thinks that the beloved poet is treating him as a stupid cat!

Magic Cards Making magic cards is ridiculous.

"Haha, if I hadn't only been in the first level, the magic cards I made would definitely be the best in the world!"

The beloved poet put his hands on his hips and boasted to the cat boss with great pride.

"Just blow it, you little devil!"

Boss Cat has been alive for so long, and he has never seen a summoned object that is good at magic cards.

But the beloved poet didn't compete with Boss Cat. She was very confident and didn't care whether others believed or not what she believed to be facts.

"See you next time, kitten."

The poet of great love knelt down and smiled slyly at it, then trotted cheerfully towards Lan Qi's card-making workshop.

Despite this, Boss Cat was still shocked for several seconds by the spirituality of the beloved poet.

It still does not believe that the poet of great love is a summoned being.

"You...you don't always do things to feel sorry for Tata with your summons, do you?"

Cat Boss suddenly became alert and asked Lan Qi who was about to close the door.

It can tell that the summoned object with gray hair and red dress is still a succubus! And the voice also has a seductive and magical quality, coupled with Tata's beauty, I am afraid that few men can withstand her temptation!

"What are you thinking about..."

Lan Qi looked at Boss Cat in confusion.

If he had been influenced by the poet of great love, he would have become her slave long ago, and her mind would be controlled by her words and magic sounds.

She is a dangerous magic card that naturally has the attribute of Devouring the Lord. If you want to use her power, the prerequisite is to have a heart that will not be shaken by her.

When the great love poet walked into the card-making workshop, Lan Qi also closed the door.

However, he always felt that Boss Cat was suspicious of him, so he simply left the door ajar and let Boss Cat see.

In the living room, the cat boss feels that something is getting more and more wrong with Lan Qi, and he needs to pay closer attention!

But it was a little afraid to step into Lan Qi's card-making workshop. This guy's card-making was too awkward.

So I only dared to run to the door of the card-making workshop, hunched my head and watched quietly.

It would like to see what these two are doing.

…

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

The poet of great love also sat next to Lan Qi.

They focused on what they saw before them like two pianists preparing to play four-hands.

There was a kind of orderly complexity on the desktop. Each page had been carefully classified and spread out. Perhaps it had been frequently read and analyzed, leaving faint traces and wrinkles. It was obvious that Lan Qi was prepared. A lot of time.

"My beloved poet, let me make you a demon skin first. If you could be disguised as another kind of demon, what type would you like?"

Lan Qi asked the poet of great love.

Today he is going to make two skins for the poet of great love in case of emergency.

With [Transformation: Demon] and [Transformation: Human] as the basis, there are currently two races available for the skins that can be produced for the Great Love Poet.

Lanci decided to start simple.

Although the appearance characteristics cannot be changed, if possible, he hopes to change the image of the great poet a little more, so that at least he will not be easily recognized by people in the Northern Continent based on his race, hair color, clothing and other characteristics.

"Uh... dragon demon, maybe."

The beloved poet put his index finger to his lips, thought for a while and replied.

"Why dragon demon?"

Lan Qi was a little surprised. It can be said that it is completely opposite to the original skin of the Great Love Poet. He feels that the Great Love Poet does not seem to be the kind of character who likes to pursue power.

As far as Lan Qi knows, Thalia herself is not a succubus, but the purest demon species. It's just that for some reason, the race of the demon created by using [Psalm of Compassion] was changed into a succubus.

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

The poet of great love asked with a grin.

"That's it. Are there any requirements for hair color and eye color?"

Lan Qi nodded, he probably understood.

"If you have demon skin, the eye color doesn't matter...just choose red for your hair color."

Said the poet of great love.

"red?"

Ranchi confirmed to her.

"Yes, red hair is the prettiest."

The poet responded, finding ink on the table and demonstrating to Lan Qi which red she wanted.

Lan Qi and Da Ai Poet discussed the plan like this. Lan Qi drew a sketch while Da Ai Poet put forward revision suggestions like Party A.