They all call me master.

Chapter 724 Harvest II

Within the barrier, Joe, who was possessed by 'Mikhailo', appeared to be in a 'blooming' posture - the whole person looked like a flower, except that the petals had turned into skin, muscles, and bones.

And the stamens?
This is the swaying spine.

The connected heads continuously emitted sharp or high-pitched female voices——

"This is your responsibility!"

"Uh-huh."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been ambushed!"

"Uh-huh."

"According to the contract, you have to help me!"

"Uh-huh,"

There is no doubt that the conversation between the lady and the old lion was not a pleasant one.

Behind every sentence is a perfunctory one.

Such perfunctory treatment made the lady very angry, and she even started to curse rudely.

But this did not change the old lion's mind.

As for the so-called contract?

Of course it's over.

"You're going to die badly!"

"I curse you and your family!"

Mihaylo was attacking like crazy, but the old lion didn't even bother to respond and ended the communication directly.

Such an action made Mihaylo mad.

The lady's flower-like body began to sway wildly.

Gacha!

With a crisp sound, Joe's head was thrown away.

However, before the head fell to the ground, it flew back again and was reattached to the spine by the lady.

The air swirls.

This is Mihajlo's breath.

Let's call it breathing.

The rapid breathing meant that the 'Lady of Pain' was calming down.

At least, your head won't fly off anymore.

She now understood that she had lost her value when her collaborator stabbed the West Berlin Marquis through the chest with a sword.

She was completely drained.

But she was not unprepared.

This wasn't the first time that 'Lady of Pain' had collaborated with humans, so how could she not be prepared at all?

"Do you think I only have one collaborator?"

Saying these words, the Lady of Pain connected to a deeply hidden communication stone—

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The 'Lady of Pain' lowered her posture as much as possible and exchanged pleasantries with the other party.

But even so, the tone of the person opposite was still stiff.

"how?

Are you here to mock my failure?

If so, I know it.”

Gresa Hamlet's voice gradually became colder.

"Do not!

I'm here to discuss cooperation with you!
Your failure was an accident, but my failure was calculated by that hateful Nanlos psychic, so I think we have a common enemy."

The 'Lady of Pain' gives due respect.

You know, this is quite rare for 'Lady of Pain'.

To this Lady of Pain, mortals, even extraordinary ones, are nothing but grass.

Even if they are powerful collaborators in high positions?
They are just strong ants.

No respect.

Only mercy.

Mercy from above.

Gracia Hamlet, who had dealt with the other party once, certainly knew this.

Therefore, the eldest son of the old lion understood that this 'Lady of Pain' was in big trouble and it was related to the Nanlos psychic.

'Seems like it would be a good deal!'

The eldest son of the old lion was quite tempted by the power wielded by the Lady of Pain.

And the Nanlos psychic?

The old lion's eldest son gritted his teeth at the thought of Arthur.

Suddenly, the eldest son of the old lion did not hesitate.

"reward!
What can I get?" the old lion's eldest son asked directly.

“You will wait until you get what you want—you covet my power, and I will give you a seed of my power, the kind without side effects.

This will help you climb the ladder smoothly...

Do not!
It is to make your subsequent 'ascent' smoother."

The 'Lady of Pain' adjusted her words.

Although it was only a slight adjustment, the meaning of the words became extremely different at this moment.

One that was close at hand for Gresa.

One that Gresa is determined to obtain.

However, the eldest son of the old lion was not impatient. On the contrary, he sneered repeatedly.

"Oh, seeds?
No side effects?

Do you think I'm that ignorant?"

Gresa did not hide his desire for the power of the Lady of Pain, but that didn't mean he was a fool. He knew these guys' methods too well.

What seeds?
If you really dare to accept it, you will become a puppet!

“This is my greatest sincerity!”

The 'Misery Lady' stressed.

"Since this is your utmost sincerity, then can you also tell me the location of the temple in the shadow?"

Gresa stopped sneering and her voice became serious.

Immediately, the 'Lady of Pain' fell silent.

Gresa did not rush, but waited patiently.

The eldest son of the old lion has always praised himself as a patient hunter.

This time is naturally no exception.

Time passes minute by minute.

About ten seconds later, the 'Lady of Pain' spoke again -

“I don’t know the location of the Temple in the Shadow either.

I got there once by accident.

But, I can't go back.

Everything I said is true.

If you don't believe me, let's end our deal."

So said the 'Lady of Pain'.

This time, it was Gresa who remained silent.

It was also about ten seconds later that the old lion's eldest son spoke again.

"I want to know your specific experiences in the shadows."

"can."

The 'Misery Lady' readily agreed.

It’s not that this experience is not valuable, but she has used it as a bargaining chip to trade several times and it has long lost its original value.

Of course, most importantly, she concealed the biggest secret in His heart.

At this moment, she could even feel His pleasure.

She and He are one.

This perception is not wrong.

She and He were at odds with each other.

This perception is certainly not wrong.

She keenly noticed something was wrong, but then she didn't care.

She discussed everything with the old lion's eldest son.

For the South Los psychic.

This is the point.

leftover?
Not important anymore!

Only by targeting the Nanlos medium can she get back her body, become complete, and become better as Him.

Him?
'Lady of Pain' was stunned again.

But soon, everything became normal again.

She reached a cooperation with the eldest son of the old lion and signed a very good contract. With this contract, she only needs to wait!
call!
Joe, who had returned to his original appearance, let out a long breath and prepared to sit back on the sofa.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!
"Hello, I am John, the boatswain of the 'Orient'.

I have something to ask you, entrusted by the psychic master of Nanlos."

After the rhythmic knocks on the door, there were respectful and polite words.

However, Joe felt a chill in his heart.

(End of this chapter)