Marvel Book of Magical Events

"That woman deserves to die!" Dinah jumped up on the spot, her short white hair was messed up, and the blindfold couldn't stop her vicious gaze.

Her eyes were fixed on the wound on Salomon's body, and even the Praetorian Zero standing beside the sofa could feel the vigorous heat from the overload of the alchemy engine on her body. In the simple and simple concept of artificial people, anyone who hurts Salomon is not a good person. Those who commit such crimes will be shredded by chainsaw swords, shot by 10,000 bolt guns for 24 hours, impaled on steel thorns, bombed by 2,000 macro cannons in the warehouse, burned to ashes by flamethrowers, and finally hanged. Dana didn't think that most people should die when they experience the first punishment. Reality can't stop her from imagining various punishments for punishing the enemies of the monarch and putting them into practice.

She swore a blood oath, she didn't care who Hela was or what effect she had on Salomon's plan, anyone who caused her beloved master to bleed must be punished. That unstoppable anger set off huge waves in the spiritual ocean, like a rolling black shadow in the cold abyss, interrupting the originally peaceful song of the soul. Like a slicing sound, like a heavy hammer, it aroused the vibration of the net of the mind. Whether it was in the manor or the artificial humans far away in the immortal city, they all felt the anger from the void. They didn't know where this anger came from, and the vicious thoughts surging in the sea of ​​souls were still approaching the souls of the man-made humans.

Until the mystic caressed her cheek with a hand covered in dried blood.

"Calm down," he said.

The anger subsided, and the blinding light that bloomed from the depths of the sea of ​​souls terrified those disembodied malice.

In the real world, the cute android maid hurriedly ran across the hall of the manor with a medical kit in her mouth while muttering some indignant words. She was moving so fast that the heels of her high-heeled boots almost crushed the marble floor, and she was as eager as if Salomon was now a pale human body lying on a bed, bleeding profusely, threatening to draw its last breath at any moment.

At the beginning, Imperial Guard Zero wanted to prevent her from putting more bandages on her wounds, but seeing that her monarch was helpless but did not object, plus Dinah was carrying the super-large hell dragon scale chainsword given by the witch, Imperial Guard Zero did not want to say anything more. It's just that the Imperial Guard Zero still prevented Dinah from summoning the fighters of the Sisterhood, so blind revenge without even checking the enemy's abilities is too stupid.

"We will take revenge! No matter where the enemy is, no matter who the enemy is, you must pay the price for such evil deeds!" The artificial man lowered his voice, "On the contrary, you, I don't understand how you can afford to be the monarch's guard. When the monarch is injured, revenge is not what you think of!"

"I am a tool of the monarch, not a weapon." Number Zero said sincerely, "War is just a small part of the monarch's plan, and violence is just my most basic function."

Dinah glared at him angrily, then turned and walked out of the bedroom, looking like she wanted to get some more things she thought Salomon could use. She had brought in a case of Coke, bags of snacks, a quilt, and a lot of medical equipment, and it looked like she didn't want Salomon to get out of bed until he was healed. It's just that her work was not in vain. She not only helped Salomon clean up those stubborn dried blood stains, but also carefully cleaned up any channels that might lead to the leakage of the monarch's genetic information. Every wiped towel, every used cotton swab, and even every replaced gauze will be burned to ashes under the watchful eyes of the artificial man.

"I didn't know you had such a mean mouth," said Salomon. "You're calling Dinah for not being smart."

"I am only telling the truth. My lord, do you have any orders?"

"No, just do as I said before. If you can, help me open another bag of potato chips. The only thing I think about now is whether to let Stephanie buy Lay's potato chips. There is more air in the bag than potato chips. It's really annoying." Salomon, who is in a normal and energetic state, said. He had already taken the alchemy potion, and all Dinah did was bandage the wound, and his wound would heal soon.

"As long as Dinah doesn't direct the Sisterhood's actions at will, you don't need to stop her."

"You dote on those artificial humans too much." The Imperial Guard No. 0 frowned, "Their fanaticism will go wrong one day."

"Androids are a little different from your creation method, but they are loyal anyway. As loyal as you, that's enough." Salomon waved his hand, trying to drive Praetorian Zero into the portal before Dana returned. Even if the android maid is as irritable as a nuclear bomb, in Salomon's eyes she is still a cute and considerate little maid, and the gigantic chainsaw sword is just her little toy.

He already knew what was going on inside the Sisterhood, even the little secrets that Tita was ashamed to tell him. As long as Tita doesn't expand the behavior of the sisterhood beyond the congregation, Salomon can turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it. By the way, through the behavior of Tita and the artificial humans, he can test the loyalty of those new employees who joined the Immortal City.

"Go and continue your trial, let's talk about other things after you come back alive. I still need to spend more time with my cute little maid. Dinah's figure was set by me myself. Why do you think I made her ass so good! That is my proudest work!"

Praetorian Zero voluntarily ignored the monarch's nonsense, but he was still glad that his monarch still had the spirit of nonsense. What Number Zero doesn't know is that, as the first artificial human, Dinah's original purpose is actually what Salomon said, it is a perfect love doll, and it is a backup prepared by Mensao's spellcaster for his single life. Combat capabilities and those things are just incidental, so Dinah's figure can be as good as it is.

Dinah knew this too, and she was more than happy to take on this part of the job. It's just that the Witch came in first, which completely bankrupted the artificial man's little thinking.

"Oh, that's right! Excessive blood loss made my brain almost forget one thing!" Salomon seemed to remember something, "Find that little nun named Gaby an easy job in a company acquired by the Immortal City, and ask her what name she wants to name Damon Hellstrom's daughter. The young girl is raised by the Sisters, and Gaby and Anna Hellstrom can see the girl once a month to prevent them from exerting too much influence on her. There are enough demons in the world, I Hopefully life in the sorority will slow down her descent into the devil's blood. Besides, I have plans for that girl."

"Yes, my lord." The Imperial Guard No. 0 suspected that the monarch deliberately delayed this matter until now, in order to avoid him as an imperial guard from asking questions and causing the monarch to suffer from conscience condemnation. He didn't believe in the nonsense that a simple loss of blood could turn the sovereign's mind into a cloud, but he walked through the portal without saying a word, and didn't ask any questions about it before Dinah opened the door again.

The android maid sniffed the ionized smell in the air and realized that the Imperial Guard had left. She then showed a sweet smile. For the cyborg, she has some kind of unbreakable mysterious connection with Salomon, and the favor from the master is everything. Whether or not the Praetorian was the sovereign's creation, she loathed the boy who shared the sovereign's favor.

"My lord, they are driving around the town in a carriage, do you need me to call the witches back?" She blinked and asked, "If they don't come back in time, I can help them instead."

"My wounds will heal when they come back. Hela didn't cause me too much trouble, so there's no need to make a fuss." Salomon smiled. "Help me turn on the TV and tune to the women's high jump or women's tennis channel. I have to watch it for a while before the witch returns."

Ask for a ticket! You said, if I am on the third watch, will there be Bai Yinmeng?