The girl glanced at Bu Fang. 'So this is the chef Her Excellency Nethery is looking for? Why does his face look a little paralyzed?'
"Come with me. Her Excellency Nethery is waiting for you," she said.
Bu Fang nodded and did not think too much. He heard that the power of Soul, the other Cursed Goddess, was very strong, for almost all the nobles in District A were supporting her. In that case, it was not too surprising that Nethery's living space was compressed to so small.
As the girl pressed on, she glanced curiously at Whitey, then at Shrimpy and Foxy—one lay on its head, while the other perched on its shoulder.
'This is a very strange combination. Her Excellency Nethery said that the arrival of this combination could bring her hope and provide her great help. But is that true? Why do I find them somewhat unreliable? A guy with a paralyzed face, a little fox, a shrimp who keeps spitting bubbles, and a metal puppet whose belly is larger than its head…'
