Before coming into contact with Pavaro, Karen felt that the Cult of Kosmos had different beliefs from other churches. In essence, they were all the same thing.

It was Mr. Pavarro who made him see the true order, the true Cult of Order.

"Master, I don't know a lot of these foods. I don't know which ones need to be heated and which ones don't."

"Ask Alfred...no, ask Pu'er, it knows."

"Okay, Mr. Pavarro."

Hilly turned around and was stunned. Her instinct drove her to look back and double check whether she was dazzled, but the salary made her move forward strongly.

Karen knocked on the door, and the sobbing in the room stopped. Soon, the door was opened, and Mrs. Lake stood at the door. When she saw her "husband" standing in front of her, Mrs. Lake burst into laughter.

"Please come in."

Mrs. Lake moved a chair for Karen and motioned for Karen to sit down. She sat on the edge of the bed and continued to smile:

"You don't have to do this."

"Haha." Karen just smiled.

He realized that he had misunderstood. Mrs. Lake was not crying because she missed Mr. Pavarro, but because of other things.

Mrs. Lake, who was sitting by the bed, was wearing a silver nightgown, with her neck and chest exposed. In fact, the most eye-catching thing was her buttocks sitting on the bed. The loose nightgown allowed her to touch her buttocks when she sat down.

Spread it out to your heart’s content.

I remember the last time I accidentally entered Doradolin's room, because Hilly and Mrs. Lake were helping the two sisters take a bath, so I noticed that Mrs. Lake's buttocks were no smaller than Hilly's, and because of their age, they were thicker.

.

"Did they make you angry?" Karen asked.

"No, it's just me and myself. At night, when I saw Dora and Doreen pestering Teacher Dai Shan and being affectionate, I felt sour and jealous for no reason.

I was lying on the bed just now, and the more I thought about it, the more emotional I became, and I couldn't help but cry. In fact, I was just teasing myself, haha."

"Children will always grow up, and they will slowly no longer need the care of their parents as before, and they will think that their parents' arms are a shackles to them.

Everyone will go through this process when they grow up, but because of Doradolin's previous relationship, they must completely rely on you, and you are used to this kind of dependence.

Now it has been proven that they are no longer much different from normal people, and they have begun to grow up, and you should be happy for this."

"Yes, you are right."

"Then I'll leave first."

"Well, I'm sorry, I should be more serious, hahaha." Mrs. Lake covered her mouth and laughed again. She really couldn't help it.

Mrs. Lake knew that the correct way to respond was to sit face to face with her "husband" and tell her what had happened recently, so that her thoughts and emotions could find a temporary haven.

But when she thought of the true identity of the "husband" in front of her, she couldn't stand it.

After sending Karen to the door, Mrs. Lake said: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I didn't do it well."

"No." Mrs. Lake stepped forward, as if she wanted to hug her, but she still stopped her movements, "Just because you have done a very good job, I don't need it anymore. People must live contentedly.

Only then can you be happy, right?”

"Yes, you are right."

Karen turned around and on the way to the bedroom, she changed back to her original appearance.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I found Pu'er, Kevin and Alfred already sitting on the carpet around the coffee table.

Pu'er said: "We are waiting for delicious midnight snacks. Oh, and there are also wonderful stories that can go with the midnight snacks. For example, the story of how our little Karen told those geniuses what true genius is."

Karen sat down in the empty seat and began to tell what happened during the selection. Unlike the last time he told about the trip to Darkmoon Island, some things about Ophelia needed to be eliminated, so this time the story was very smooth and coherent.

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As soon as she finished telling the story, Hilly came in with supper and placed it on the coffee table.

Pu'er pointed to a piece of bright red meat on the plate and said to Xili: "Eat more sashimi of rediwas shark, it can promote physical development."

"Huh?" Xili was confused by this list of names.

Pu'er Hui misunderstood and explained: "It just makes your butt bigger."

As he spoke, Pu'er also raised his cat's paw in front of him and made a gesture.

Hilly blushed, bought some drinks, and then turned around and left the bedroom.

Karen said: "It seems you haven't eaten less before."

Pu'er frowned and said: "I avoid eating this. I am very satisfied with my figure. Otherwise, how could someone not help but touch it secretly?"

Alfred and Kevin concentrated on eating, and at this moment, both he and it were deaf.

"By the way, you and Alfred will be responsible for following up on the salvage of the Rax copper coin. When we are free in the future, we will go to sea."

"Although I know you are changing the subject, since you have decided to take me out to sea again, okay, I agree!"

Karen picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and brought it to Pu'er, who opened his mouth.

"Meow~"

Pu'er chewed the meat and said, "The one named Philomena, I don't know if that's right, but she's not from the Fisher family."

"Do you know this family?"

"Oh no, I don't know it." Pu'er shook his head, "But this kind of practice method of treating reality as a dream and dreams as reality, I heard a person say it, and he evaluated it."

"How do you rate it?"

"It's interesting."

…

"Squeak..."

The door of the villa was pushed open. This was a villa located in the southeast of York City, close to the sea.

Philomena walked in and saw a kind old woman sitting there knitting a sweater. That was her grandmother.

She also saw a man with a dog leash lying at the old woman's feet, sleeping soundly with his hands on his pillow. That was her father.

She knew that she originally had a grandfather and great-grandfather, as well as an eldest uncle and a second uncle, but they are all gone now. Her father is the luckiest and still has a chance to live like a dog.

"Back?" Mrs. Fisher asked.

"Well, I'm back."

"Have you got the quota?"

"No, I lost the election."

Mrs. Fisher looked at her with a smile and said, "It's okay, don't take it to heart."

"Okay, grandma."

Philomena picked up a knife on the shelf and stabbed it into her chest, missing her heart.

Then, she took out the knife without hesitation, washed it with water by the sink, put it back on the shelf, and applied a healing spell to herself to stop the bleeding.

"Have you visited your mother?"

"No."

"Why don't you go?"

"I don't want to go."

"Okay, have you investigated that person?"

"Gone."

"What's the result?"

"No results, he seems to have disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Mrs. Fisher raised her head in confusion, "It seems that my face is not enough."

"No, I can feel it. Those two grandfathers helped the investigation very responsibly, but they didn't find any information about him. It's like he never existed."

"Haha, there is a priest of the Cult of Kosmos. No information about him can be found in the Cult of Kosmos."

"Grandma, I tried my best."

With that said, Philomena went to the shelf again to get the knife.

"Stop it, you did nothing wrong."

Philomena put down the knife.

Mrs. Fisher said earnestly:

"Child, you have to remember that it was that person who destroyed the Felscher family, destroyed your grandfather, your great-grandfather, destroyed me, destroyed your father, and... destroyed you.

of childhood.

I want you to remember him forever, the eternal nightmare of the Fisher family, the surname that should be cursed countless times...
Chapter completed!