"ah…!"


    As if he was bounced away due to a heavy blow, Nimfu exclaimed, stumbled and took several steps toward the side, with an indescribable complex expression on her face - OK, maybe this look is not complicated, it can be summarized in the word "dirty".


    "Icarus, is it okay?"


    I casually created the exact same suit and handed it to Icarus, who had repaired himself within five seconds.


    "I did a great job, thank you for your hard work, so that one of your compatriots will be free from the sea of suffering."


    “…yes, master.”


    Icarus, who stood up and started to change clothes, seemed to have no idea how to respond for a while, and finally summed up it into a common reply.


    "What did you...you...do to me?"


    Nimfu stammered, looking at Song and me and me in panic and confused.


    "Isn''t this obvious? Why do you need to confirm it with us?"


    I changed into a gentle smile, shrugged my shoulders and spread my hands, scanning Nemfu with my divine thoughts.


    "Your ''etch'' state has returned to its initial setting, in other words...you are free!"


    "free?"


    Nimfu was dumbfounded by the word "strange" and paused for a moment before she realized her new situation.


    "I... have no master?"


    "Well, that''s it."


    I slowly walked to Nemfu, looking down at her cute face gently, and couldn''t help but want to tease her.


    ———This is the dividing line——.


    ps: Tsk, there is no book again...


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    Chapter 966 The plot begins quickly


    "Originally, you did this to Icarus, and I should have spanked you as a punishment..."


    "Hey...?!"


    Hearing my bad speech with a "silver smile" on my face, Nimfu immediately covered her little **** in panic and jumped back half a step back alertly.


    "But, after all, Icarus is nothing, and you have a last resort, so let it go, goodbye, Miss Nimfu."


    After saying that, I looked solemn, and I looked unnostalgic, turned around and called Song and Icarus to leave, and it was natural to remove the illusion barrier that enveloped the entire open space. Every time I felt necessary, I would open the barrier. Information is very important, and I didn''t want Minos to watch "white plays" in various senses in the "Shrine".


    "Huh...? Wait!"


    Nemfu subconsciously called us.


    "You, you...what should I do?!"


    "You, do whatever you want!"