Chapter 193: The Number of Children Increased

Antigonus felt a hand rubbing his wolf head in circles, left and right, with a professional touch, reminding him of the times his sister used to pet him.

To be honest, he didn't mind it much since he was used to it.

It wasn't until the hand finished that Antigonus finally gathered the courage to turn around, and unsurprisingly, saw the blonde-haired, gray-eyed young "angel." The boy greeted him enthusiastically, "Hi, Little Antigo, it's been a while, hasn't it? Even though we just met two days ago, it feels like forever!"

Antigonus: ... What nonsense, we just saw each other two days ago.

Antigonus cried inwardly, but he couldn't say that. He forced a smile and said, "Indeed... it has been a long time."

Due to his current form as a Demonic Wolf, the smile appeared particularly pained, reminding Lynn of some meme expressions he had seen in his previous life.

"Pfft..." Lynn couldn't help but laugh. He didn't intend to suppress his laughter as he patted the puzzled Demonic wolf's head and said seriously, "Little Antigo, have you ever noticed that you look a lot like a black and white animal?"

Antigonus: ?

Antigonus didn't understand. He recalled the black and white animals he had seen but couldn't think of any that resembled him, so he asked, "What animal are you talking about?"

"Wait, I'll draw it for you." Lynn took out a piece of parchment and quickly sketched a husky, then showed it to Antigonus, saying, "See, this kind of animal."

Antigonus looked at the parchment and paused for a second when he saw the husky drawn on it.

There were indeed huskies in the Mysteries world, known as large pets that are both known for being silly and cute. So, Antigonus recognized the husky and knew what it was.

Logically, the dignified Demonic wolf should be angry at being compared to a husky. But after the Demonic Wolf family's incident, Antigonus had long thrown away the so-called Demonic Wolf's dignity. He even played a goofball husky to fulfill his role once.

Therefore, Antigonus wasn't really angry. He just seriously thought about the husky's characteristics and compared them to his own, eventually falling silent.

Antigonus didn't truly think he was like a husky, but he felt there might be some resemblance.

Upon closer inspection, the Demonic Wolf's appearance did have similarities with a husky. Was it because huskies looked a bit like wolves? Antigonus instinctively pondered this, looking more and more like... a thinking husky.

"Pfft..." Lynn couldn't help but laugh again. He snapped his fingers, and a pair of black-framed glasses appeared in his hand. Lynn seriously placed the glasses on Antigonus's head, looking at his bewildered, somewhat scholarly appearance, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, exactly like that."

Antigonus: ... Whatever makes you happy!

Antigonus decided to stop pondering the relationship between huskies and Demonic wolves. At this moment, his gaze finally landed on the low-key Mr. Door beside Lynn, instinctively sending a sharp look his way.

'Don't think I don't know, it's definitely this bastard Bethel who opened the door for Lynn to enter my Nation of Evernight so quietly.'

However, Antigonus was surprised that this time, Bethel didn't retaliate after receiving his sharp look but instead looked away guiltily.

Antigonus paused, and his canine instinct, along with his Seer's intuition, gave him a bad feeling.

Antigonus took a deep breath, looked at Lynn, and asked, "Lord Libert, what do you need from me?"

"No need for formal titles, just call me Libert." Lynn waved his hand dismissively and smiled, "I just wanted to invite you to a tea party."

Tea party? What kind of tea party? Didn't we just beat up Tudor? Who's next?

Antigonus shivered, his mind flashing back to the scene of the Blood Emperor Tudor being ganged up on by them. He realized he had underestimated Lynn, who seemed to cause trouble more frequently than he imagined.

Can't we have a bit of peace for a while?

At that moment, Antigonus felt a rare sense of camaraderie with Bethel.

Although beating up Tudor was fun, fighting Sequence 0 entities every day is not good, really.

"What are you thinking? We're not fighting this time..." Lynn, seeing through the Demonic wolf's thoughts, said directly, "It's just a simple tea party. The attendees will include you, Bethel, and Amon. I might invite Azik too."

Thinking of a certain Death Consul with no childhood, Lynn couldn't help but become more interested.

Letting the Death Consul experience a real childhood seemed quite interesting and might help in prying him away from the God of Death.

—Azik refers to the Death Consul of the Balam Empire?

Antigonus speculated. He had little contact with the Balam Empire and knew about the Death Consul in name only.

'But what kind of tea party is this?' Seeing Lynn's anticipation for the tea party, Antigonus's unease grew stronger. He couldn't help but ask, "What is this tea party for?"

"Well, it's for everyone to experience childhood." Lynn rubbed his chin and looked at Antigonus with a smile. "You don't need to be so nervous. It's just a tea party where all participants have to revert to their child forms. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

All participants reverting to child forms, doesn't that mean even Bethel... Antigonus instinctively looked at Mr. Door, who had already turned his head away, clearly not wanting to engage.

Seeing this, Antigonus felt a bit schadenfreude, knowing that with Bethel's somewhat rigid personality, reverting to a child form would not be easily accepted.

However... it's just reverting to a child!

Antigonus breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lynn, "No problem, I will attend the tea party on time."

For Antigonus, who possessed a puppet town, playing as a child was no big deal. Although it might be a bit embarrassing in front of colleagues, as long as everyone was in the same boat, Antigonus didn't care.

On the contrary, Antigonus began to look forward to the tea party, wanting to see his dear colleagues as little kids.

This would be something to laugh about for centuries.

——The three housemates still have a very genuine plastic friendship.

(End of Chapter)

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