After saying this, Karen closed her eyes, not only because of the exhaustion caused by the injury to her soul, but because the atmosphere at home was soothing and she fell asleep easily.

…

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

"well……"

In the dream, Karen sighed.

He knew that the [War Scythe] had entered his dream again, but he was really too lazy to pay attention to it.

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

Karen continued to sleep in his dream, and when he fell asleep, he fell asleep.

From beginning to end, the [Scythe of War] was right in front of him, shaking, shaking, shaking...

…

Wake up and open your eyes.

Pu'er's cat face came close to him, and its amber cat eyes stared at him carefully.

It should sense the changes in its own breathing and anticipate its own awakening in advance.

"How long have I slept..."

"It hasn't been too long, half a day, and Blanche has already come to treat you for trauma. The trauma is not a big problem, just cultivate yourself, but your soul... why does it look like it has been gnawed by a dog!"

"Woof!"

"Shut up and don't interrupt!"

"Didn't Alfred tell you?"

"I know you went to the Fisher family, but I didn't expect you to end up like this. Really, if you weren't Karen, if I didn't know the special nature of your soul, I really think you have been ruined.

, the original Doradoreen was much healthier than you when she was infected.

Hey, hey, what are you doing up?"

"Master?"

The master bedroom door was opened, Alfred walked in, and saw his young master struggling to get up.

"Let's see if I can still stand up." Karen said as he continued to exert force. The injuries to his legs and abdomen were okay, but the main injury to his shoulders made it difficult for his arms to support him.

Alfred walked out of the master bedroom and brought two new crutches.

Then he helped Karen up personally and put the crutch under Karen's armpit.

"I can barely walk." Karen commented to herself.

"You are so amazing, meow, you actually learned to walk, my Lord Adjudicator."

"Why are you talking now as if you have gunpowder in your mouth?"

"I have gunpowder in my mouth? Karen, if you don't count how many days you haven't been home, do you still expect me to have a good attitude towards you? I'm not your wife!"

"Woof woof!"

"Shut up meow!"

"I was just busy a while ago." Karen explained perfunctorily.

"Are you busy? Diss went home to sleep after blowing up the temple. You are even busier than him!"

"You're being a bit unreasonable. If I could be as capable as grandpa in blowing up temples, I could go home and rest every day and wouldn't even bother to work overtime."

"Hmph, meow."

"Master, the director has informed me of something, and I will explain it to him."

"Well, okay."

Karen nodded, no one can resist the temptation of having a Fu in life and work.

"There is one more thing, young master, I need your explicit approval."

"You can take Philomena to the Allen Manor Performance Hall."

Karen knew in advance what Alfred was going to ask.

"Yes, Master."

"Muri and Ventura are at headquarters?"

"They should be in the apartment now."

"Let them send me back to Allen Manor. You stay and deal with those things with Neo. Remember, if he shows any signs of going crazy, tell me in advance."

"Yes, Master."

"Go back to the manor, meow?" As soon as he heard that he was going home, Pu'er's mood immediately improved.

Karen lowered his head and glanced at Kevin, who was lying at his feet, and said, "Kevin, come with me. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I will help you unlock the next layer of seals after my soul recovers somewhat."

.”

"Woof woof!"

Kevin waggled his tail excitedly.

"Call them here, let's set off now."

Alfred suggested in a low voice: "But Master, your current physical condition, I think it is not suitable for bumpy rides. You can recuperate for a day or two before going. I think this is more suitable."

Karen shook his head and said, "I'm afraid something will happen again. It's best to go now when the injury is at its most serious. I don't want to delay it any longer."

"That's right, meow!"

"Let Mu Li drive the hearse. You can go to the warehouse and choose the most comfortable coffin. I won't be afraid of bumps in the coffin."

"Okay, Master."

…

The coffin is black, and the built-in satin is very soft. The space inside is not cramped and it is very comfortable.

Ventura and Murry carried the coffin out together. Mrs. Lake was beating eggs with a bowl in her hand. When she saw a coffin being carried out from Karen's room, she was so frightened that the bowl in her hand fell to the ground, and the egg liquid spilled.

All over the place.

She was Pavarro's wife and knew some things in the church circle. Besides, her husband also disappeared so suddenly.

Mrs. Lake, who was a little out of control, rushed to the coffin. Ventura was stunned for a moment and had no time to explain.

Until Mrs. Lake saw Karen lying in the coffin, her eyes were still open, well, she even blinked, and her emotions suddenly choked her, and she couldn't cough up or swallow.

"you……"

"Madam, Mr. Pavarro's funeral will be held after I come back. I plan to hold a memorial service, but as you can see, my current physical condition is not suitable."

"Okay, no problem, he can say anything easily."

After all, Mrs. Lake knew that her husband had been dead for a long time, the period of grief had passed long ago, and now it was the period of indirect grief after seeing things and missing people.

"Mr. Cullen, your body..."

"It's not a big problem. Let's go to the country manor to rest for a while."

"Okay, please pay attention to your health."

"Well, just talk to Alfred about family matters."

Karen was carried into the hearse, and the coffin was placed right in the groove in the middle of the hearse. This was considered a double shock absorber.

After the hearse drove out, Pu'er jumped to the edge of the coffin, looked down at Karen who was lying inside and looked very comfortable, and said:

"I guess you are thinking of Mason now."

"How do you know?"

"Because that's how Mason and the others took you out of the hospital last time."

"Um."

"Can I jump on my chest?" Pu'er asked.

"Take it easy."

Pu'er fell down really lightly.

"I asked, have you been with your director for a long time and been infected by him? Why are you so crazy this time?"

"It was too late." Karen said helplessly, "If I hadn't used the [Scythe of War] to chop myself in the basement of Naton's house, causing injuries to my soul, this matter could have been very simple."

"Then you don't have to rush to go."

"It's not like Mrs. Fisher will make an appointment with me. This is just in time. Also, although the confrontation in the field of consciousness was tense, I am still in control.

The main reason is that I didn’t expect that after the ideological confrontation, when both sides were in very bad condition, they still had a confrontation in the living room, and the injuries on their bodies were caused at that time.”

"It's still too dangerous, meow."
To be continued...