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"...So, this is really an alchemy doll made by Master Hohenheim."

In the room that Reiner arranged for Hellaison, Claire looked up and down at the beautiful but expressionless maid Hellaison.

Heraison stood beside the bed, staring straight ahead, not caring at all about Claire's comments about him.

"You can confirm...well, but with your magic level, you may not be able to confirm."

Reiner thought about it. When they met for the first time, even he didn't see through Hellaison's disguise. He just thought she was a strange girl. But when they met for the second time, if Reiner hadn't become a high-level mage, And even though he had physical contact with Hellaison, he couldn't see the nature of Hellaison at first glance, which shows the level of Master Hohenheim.

But this also means that no matter how Claire observes, she can't see any difference between Helleson and ordinary human girls. Although she reluctantly accepts Reiner's explanation, she always has a grudge.

"For sure, Hellaison is indeed an alchemy doll. If Miss Claire doesn't mind, I can prove it to you."

Heraison was quite cooperative. She gently hugged Claire and put her head against her chest.

"So big..."

Before Claire could finish her first emotion, she was attracted by a strange sound.

It is a sound similar to the beating of the heart. If you are not paying attention, you will definitely think it is a normal heartbeat. But if you listen carefully at this distance, you can feel that this beating is subtly different from that of humans.

That's too regular.

Although a normal person's heartbeat will remain at a stable level most of the time, it is only relatively stable. It will eventually fluctuate with changes in movements and emotions, but Hellaison's heartbeat always maintains the same level. Speed, every second.

Although he was warm and soft in Hellaison's arms, the regular and unchanging heartbeat told Claire that this was not an ordinary human being, but an alchemy doll.

Heraison gently let go of Claire, who looked a little surprised, and said nothing.

"It turns out to be true."

Claire looked at Hellaison and then at Reiner.

"Reiner, you can't just use Hellason around just because she's an alchemy doll!"

Claire said seriously, she gently held Hellaison's hand.

"Don't worry, no one here dares to bully you, everyone is very kind-hearted."

"I understand."

Heraison still has the same poker face, and no one can notice any change in his expression.

But judging from the subtle connection that Reiner felt between the two, the maid seemed a little confused.

"Then I'll go to the lounge first. Today is Reiner's welcome party, so I'll get everyone ready."

Claire said, leaving the room first, leaving only Helleson and Reiner.

"How about it? I told you that although Claire is not very good at magic, she is very kind in nature."

Reiner looked at the expressionless Hellaison and said.

"Heraison cannot understand that there is no need for humans to have too much affection for alchemy dolls. Tools are not worth such investment."

Heraison said, tilting his head slightly to the side. This extremely small deflection was almost imperceptible to others, but Reiner could easily notice it.

No wonder the Magic Association has always banned making alchemical beings that look like humans. Let’s not mention those inferior ones that don’t even have intelligence. Alchemy dolls like Helleson, which was written by Master Hohenheim, are indeed It’s easy for people to blur the boundaries between humans and dolls.

"As I said, it's your own choice to become a human or to continue to be a doll, but it doesn't affect our attitude towards you. Well, at least Claire and the others shouldn't mind. Your identity."

Reiner then finished explaining some things and informed Hellaison of the time and place of dinner before leaving the room.

Now there is only one Helleson left in the room.

She just stood in the brand new room, and Hellaison confirmed the surrounding layout.

This is indeed a simple room, with only an empty desk and chair, a bed covered with quilts, and no other clothes in the closet. The bathroom and toilet are naturally brand new, without any trace of use.

Although Hellaison has been following Phyllis in the past, Phyllis has never arranged a separate room for Hellaison. In fact, Phyllis always hopes that Hellaison can sleep with her, but He was flatly rejected by Hellaison every time. Faced with Phyllis, who had the power of the "**" in the Serpent of Chaos, even Hellaison had to keep himself awake at all times.

Before she fell into a deep sleep, while traveling on the mainland, Hellaison did not have a so-called "home". She mostly stayed in the wild. If she was lucky, she could find a dry cave, but if she was not lucky, she could only sleep in it. It has large leaves, and although Hellaison doesn't get sick and doesn't need to eat, it's still not decent if his clothes get dirty.

When he first wandered around alone, Hellaison had received help from some people. They warmly invited Hellaison to stay in their homes. However, at night, these men tried to exercise control over Hellaison. After some nefarious attempts, Hellaison was eventually knocked unconscious and she escaped on her own.

Therefore, Hellaison had never had the concept of a room of her own, and she was extremely confused.

Just when she returned to the bedroom after checking the restroom and bathroom, there was an uninvited guest.

"Ouch."

A striped kitten was sitting on Hellaison's brand-new bed, licking its fur and stretching its paws, seemingly unaware of anyone else.

"Cat?"

Of course Hellaison knows cats ~IndoMTL.com~ She just stood there, quietly watching the kitten grooming itself on her bed, with no intention of leaving at all.

"Ouch?"

The kitten seemed to have noticed the presence of Helleson, and it was fixed on the process of sitting on the bed and licking the hair on its belly. For a moment, the cat and the cat looked at each other in silence.

After about a minute, the kitten continued what it had just done. After it was cleaned up, it jumped off the bed, walked around Hellaison, and rubbed the end of its tail against Hellaison's calf.

"Huh?"

Heraison tilted his head, not knowing what the kitten wanted, but the kitten didn't seem to care much. He looked around the room again and left through the front door in a swagger.

After the kitten left, Hellaison noticed that her brand new quilt was stained with some of the cat's fallen hairs. She reached out to try to pick it up, but found that there were some hairs on the place where the kitten had slept. residual temperature.

Very warm.