The man opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling in front of him.

What happened in the dream made him very curious.

My own human anchor is obviously Kailin.

Why does Amy appear in the dream instead?

Is my “humanity” so free?

In other words, can I try to let Amy be my human anchor?

This time I went deep into the nightmare again, which was a warning from my spiritual sense.

Something seems to have happened to my sister!

However, Kailin's anchor point is still very stable. At least the nightmare cannot have much impact on him, and his spirit remains energetic.

Ken's soft quilt took the initiative to get up and wipe his eyes for him. He sat up and stretched. The curtains slowly opened, and bright sunlight shone into the room.

His eyes moved slightly and he saw some flowers swaying in the wind outside his window.

It was some flower branches from Kelly's house that climbed onto Ken's window from the next door window.

Ken had seen dense bushes of flowers at Kellyn's house.

Her window is also covered with lush green plants.

The elf girl really knows these plants very well.

Before the accident in Ken's family, Kailin rarely showed any interest in plants. This was mostly her hobby after leaving the family.

After all, elves have extremely high talents in cultivating green plants.

It's clearly winter outside, but the flower branches outside the window are still in full bloom, full of vitality and vitality, swaying gently in the cold wind.

Maybe, if you open the window, you can smell the wonderful fragrance of flowers?

In Ken's eyes, he pictured the elf girl sitting alone in the middle of the flowers, surrounded by flowers like stars holding the moon.

Ken finally shook his head.

The weather is too cold.

He got up habitually, the door opened automatically, and he walked slowly to the living room.

For him, today is a relatively easy day.

Today, according to Kailin, the flowers all over the street will drop dew. If he guessed correctly, these dew drops not only have the effect of blessing.

There is no appointment today.

You only need to follow what the Paladin said, go to Brenda Cathedral to sign the contract of the Restoration City Mutual Aid Association, and then concentrate on completing the three-ring basic contract.

As the Paladin said, his social circle is too narrow, and it is urgent for him to expand his social circle.

A capable female voice interrupted Ken's thoughts.

"Good morning, Sir Ken."

Ken looked up.

Julia, wearing a maid outfit, stood at a simple wooden table.

The expression on her face was as serious as usual, and her movements were professional. She stood there dignifiedly, gently lifting both ends of her skirt with both hands, and pressing down gently.

She was still wearing the maid outfit, and her proud figure with the subtle design was enough to attract the attention of any man.

I don’t know which genius made the design.

When looking at the past, we are always wandering on the edge between what we can see and what we cannot see, but we can never reach the reality we see.

The chain of the collar swayed slightly with her movements.

"Good morning, Miss Julia." Ken responded.

This priest is indeed a man of action.

Because of his wonderful dream, he almost forgot yesterday's contract.

"It's hard work to get up so early to cook." Ken looked at the dining table.

His gaze paused slightly.

The rice on the table is not common food.

It's thick bread, blackened meat, and a few slices of green vegetables.

And meat porridge.

This is not a common meal in Restoration City.

The restaurants in Weixin City are relatively exquisite.

At this time, the food Julia cooked was full of the barbarism and roughness of the border style.

"This is what you should do to follow the contract." Julia said, her voice not fluctuating, as if this was what she should do.

She noticed Ken's gaze and added: "I heard from others that Sir Ken was born in the border area, so he specially made a meal that is often eaten in the border areas of humans."

Ken looked at Julia with a slightly surprised look.

I didn't expect Julia to notice such details.

He always thought that the stubborn Julia would be rigid in many things, but he didn't expect that she gave him a surprise.

these foods.

These are not often available in the border areas of the human kingdom.

But it did bring back memories of Ken's childhood.

That was before anything happened to the family.

As a sorcerer who has been rarely seen in the family for many years, he is always given the best ingredients by other members of the family even though he is very young when he is traveling with the large army.

"You're welcome, Miss Julia, let's have a meal together." Ken thanked her seriously.

Julia Emily's Earnestness.

He was really flattered.

It’s too comprehensive.

"This is what we should do in compliance with the contract." Julia's face remained unchanged.

Her eyes secretly glanced back and forth at Ken.

He was moved!

Sure enough, this kind of thoughtful thing can make him happy!

Plan passes.

Male humans really do this!

Communicating with those guys is indeed effective!

Ken sat in his seat and noticed that Julia was doing more than that.

The position of the sofa seems to have been moved.

The distance between tables and chairs is just right.

The dishes on the table are arranged as usual, as neatly as obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The shoes at the door are also neatly arranged according to size and type.

Ken looked at the sofa to one side.

His eyes became complicated.

...that notebook from last night.

The book used to blaspheme the evil god.

It was thrown there.

At this time it was placed neatly on the table.

Julia as a Knox.

You probably don't know what book it is.

After all, they have devoted themselves to the quagmire of war all year round. After all, the social atmosphere is different from that of humans. After all, they have noble status...

Ken's mouth twitched.

He didn't convince himself.

That’s weird! There’s nothing serious on the cover of that book!

Even a non-humanoid creature would understand what kind of book it is.

Julia has always looked cold, and nothing could be seen from her face.
To be continued...