Is this white cat the pet that Sylvia said would stay and help me look after the house?
Xia looked at the white cat yawning lazily on the sofa in front of him, feeling a little confused for a moment.
In his impression, pets above the emperor level, such as the crowned griffin, the black-scaled dragon, Guderian's Rose Emperor, and even the Molten Mountain Dragon, the Golden Turtle, etc.... are basically tall and mighty.
After all, for most pets, the larger the size, the more magic power can be stored in the body, and the higher the panel attributes such as vitality and strength will be. This is also a generally accepted rule in the Western Continent.
However, there are very few people like Char whose pets are all cute.
But thinking about it carefully, although Sylvia was nominally a legendary beastmaster who had broken through the limits of the throne, he had never seen her pet before.
Previously, when Sylvia took action at the dinner in the Hall of Oath, she did not even summon a pet. Instead, she directly killed the legendary Rose Emperor with a single word of power. He was definitely a human-shaped Palu, a moving disaster.
That being said, it's not impossible that all the pets she raises are for viewing or auxiliary purposes...but since Sylvia left them behind to look after the house, their combat capabilities must not be too bad.
Xia squatted down slightly and touched the white cat's head.
...
...
The white cat did not resist, but narrowed its silver eyes with great enjoyment.
"Is it because of the soul contract that Sylvia, as a beastmaster, is influenced by her and becomes close to me?"
Thinking of this, Char picked up the white cat with soft silver fur from the sofa and held it in his arms.
He felt that when he picked up the cat, the white cat's body stiffened for a moment.
But then it relaxed again, and moved into his arms, looking like it wanted to be touched and hugged.
"Oh~"
At the side, the little ferret let out a sad cry.
The seat in Char's arms was clearly its exclusive seat before!
But ever since Red joined the team, most of its original pillow position has been taken away by the Little Silver Spirit. It seems that Char prefers hugging a red celestial body ball as a pillow rather than a furry little ferret.
Now, someone else comes to grab the spot.
This pet, which once enjoyed all of Char's love, now has a lower and lower status in the family.
Could it be that childhood sweethearts can never compare to the one who comes from heaven?
but……
"Hmm~"
There was a hint of doubt in the little ferret's cry.
I clearly have no memory of the white cat in front of me.
But relying on its animal instinct, the little ferret clearly sensed a sense of familiarity from the white cat in front of it.
But soon, as the white cat opened its eyes slightly and glanced at the little snow ferret with its pale silver eyes, the sense of familiarity disappeared, causing the little snow ferret to shake its head in confusion.
Is it my own illusion?
Char didn't pay much attention to the interaction between the two.
"Yin, stop being sour."
"This guy is a big shot. You will have to rely on him to protect you from now on."
"Since you are Sylvia's pet... are you Emperor level or Legend level?"
"Forget it. No matter what, the safety of the mansion is in your hands from now on..."
Char picked up the white cat and rubbed its cheek.
"I'm not really worried about my own safety, but I am a little worried about Xiao Ai."
"This silly girl is too stubborn and often doesn't know how to adapt. She won't hide immediately when she encounters danger. I'm really worried that something might happen to her when I'm away."
While sucking the cat, feeling the soft and fluffy silver hair caressing his cheek, Char walked towards the bedroom upstairs. "Actually...I'm still very excited to be reunited with your master."
"It really feels like the wife I raised in the game has come into reality to find me."
"And unlike Xiao Ai's steel plate, Sylvia has the perfect body of my dreams... She has every bit of roundness, and can do a lot of things that Xiao Ai can't do..."
"And, most importantly, she has white hair... In my hometown, everyone loves white hair, especially the older witch sister. She is a perfect match for all my XP!"
"To be honest, I really want to fall asleep in Sylvia's facial cleanser every night, and then be woken up by OOO in the morning. Just thinking about it makes me feel so good. It's completely a dream life..."
Squeak.
The bedroom door opened, and Char walked into the bedroom, lighting up the magic lamp.
"It's just that I have to save face as well."
"In my memory, she was still the little girl who followed me around, waving a little notebook with "Brother Char" written on it. Now, in the blink of an eye, she has turned into such a strong Blue Silver Witch..."
"Although I also like Sylvia, who is a strong big sister and a domineering CEO... But if this happens, my position as the younger brother in the family will be threatened."
"As a man who aspires to be a harem king, I can only be on top, not on the bottom... If there is only one sex position, it can only be the riding position."
"Well... and conquering a high and mighty throne-level beastmaster in **, just thinking about it gives me a sense of accomplishment."
"Although this goal seems a bit out of reach, after all, the gap between the master and the throne is not ordinary..."
"But since I was born, there has been nothing I couldn't do as long as I wanted to. I even blasphemed the Ancient God of Dusk. I can definitely do it this time as a rider, and it won't take too long."
As he spoke, Char felt the white cat in his arms getting softer.
Like water, with a scorching temperature, he couldn't help but think of the old saying that cats are **.
Only then did Xia realize that he had said too much.
So many things happened today that he felt suffocated.
If there was anything on a normal day, Xia would talk to Airola...but the atmosphere today was not very good, and the little thoughts in his heart could not be known to Ai.
So it was not until the end of dinner, when facing a harmless white cat, that Xia unconsciously felt the urge to talk.
He stroked the silver fur of the white cat in his arms and spoke earnestly.
"I accidentally said too much. Don't tell Sylvia, or I'll be killed on the spot."
"You don't want your future male master to die, do you? Otherwise, there are still many days ahead, and I will speak ill of you in front of Sylvia every day to make you fall out of favor."
"Do you understand? If you do, meow."
After a long time.
Xia just heard an extremely soft cat's meow coming from his arms.
Meow--
Char nodded with satisfaction. He rubbed the white cat's head and put it down on his bed.
Then he saw the white cat collapsed in the **.
After a moment, he quietly crawled into Xia's quilt.
As if it had noticed Char's gaze, the white cat poked its little head out from under the quilt and blinked its large silver eyes at Char with an innocent look on its face.
What bad intentions could a kitten have?
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