Chapter 67 Self-comfort

Bertrand's eyes lit up instantly.

Berthefung excitedly pointed to each jar and introduced it, while Bertrand stood by, his eyes sparkling as he echoed him.

Berthefung: "This is a pianist's hand, and I made sure to preserve it very well for you!"

Bertrand: "Wow, pianists' hands are really beautiful~ but they're a tiny bit less beautiful than the main body."

Behringer: "These are a photographer's eyes! They looked pretty good when they were on his face, but for some reason they changed as soon as I took them off. But his blue pupils are still pretty good, right?"

Bertrand: "But blue eyes are very common."

Behrfinger: "This is a dog's eye! It was so mean! It bit me twice! If its teeth weren't so ugly, I would have pulled them out!"

Bertrand: "Wow, that's so mean! Did you kill him or not?"

Behrfinger: "Oh dear, I even buried it with good intentions."

Behringer: "It's a small bird, I don't know what kind it is."

Bertrand: "Hmm... kind of cute, but not much."

Behrfinger: "These are a cat's eyes! But I didn't abuse it, I only did it after it died! I even found homes for its kittens!"

When he got to the last one, Bertrand's expression changed instantly, and he quickly added a few words of explanation.

Bertrand: "Oh! What beautiful cat eyes!"

Then, happily, they accepted them all.

Watching the silver-haired boy examine the contents of the jar with great interest, Behfinger raised his hand to wipe away imaginary sweat from his forehead and exhaled.

Sometimes you really do need to comfort yourself.

After glancing at the time, Behffinger changed his white-gold cloak into a black one.

"It's getting late~ I'm going to find the main body now, bye-bye Kashiwa-chan~"

Behefinger looked at Bertrand with a smile, waved the wand that had appeared in his hand, and disappeared from the spot the next second.

Bertrand glanced at where he had been standing, pursed his lips, looked down at the things in his arms, his eyes darted around a few times before he decided to deal with them first.

Since the main body is still unconscious, his clone should do what it likes first.

So he excitedly went into his specimen preparation room.

However, it's more accurate to call it a specimen collection room than a specimen preparation room.

The walls were covered with all sorts of specimens, the cabinets were filled with them, and the floor was covered with them.

Most of the items hanging on the wall are small or decorative, such as butterflies and deer heads.

Most of the items in the cabinet needed to be soaked in Malforlin and were specially placed in glass boxes by him, such as eyeballs, hands, animals, and bizarre dolls pieced together.

As for what's on the ground...

It is a human specimen.

The kind that covers the whole body.

Some are vertical and some are horizontal.

But the most eye-catching one is the one in the middle, which looks like the Little Prince's rose and is covered by a glass dome.

She was an extremely beautiful woman with snow-white skin, indistinguishable from a living person. Her soft black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her face was adorned with exquisite makeup by Bertrand. She wore a blood-red princess dress, and her pose was that of an elegant dancer. Even her feet were decorated with a layer of red roses.

It looks exactly like an exquisite and beautiful decorative piece.

But the only flaw is that she has no eyeballs.