John had felt quite reassured about Ariana, but now it seemed some people still hadn't given up their schemes.
A cold glint shone in John's eyes.
When Ariana was about to take the bear for a bath, he offered to give the bear a checkup.
Ariana suspected nothing and handed the bear to her brother.
John took the bear to the Basement.
Smiling, he had the bear sit on a table in the Laboratory.
The bear looked left and saw the Casket of Ancient Winters glowing blue, then looked right and saw the towering Destroyer Armor.
Looking up, the bear saw John take out a tool roll and unfold it, revealing cold, gleaming instruments.
He casually picked up a scalpel capable of cutting metal and studied the bear. "Where should I start?"
The bear crossed both arms in protest.
A little while later.
During his examination, John pulled out a suspicious clump of blood, then stuffed it back in.
The stuff had been filtered.
That made his expression even stranger.
"Can Cotton Butt filter things?"
Filtering dirty water would have been understandable.
But this was a Hell Lord's blood, and even that had been filtered?
"A stuffed bear that can use magic?" His scrutinizing gaze swept over the bear, who sat at the edge of the table swinging both feet.
Not only could the bear use magic, but the Hell Lord's blood had been assimilated as well.
In other words, the stuffed bear could have a new name.
"How about Hell Bear?"
John first muttered to himself, then glanced at the bear and nodded approvingly. "Very nice."
The bear raised a hand in protest, but John ignored it.
Ariana came to collect the bear.
The bear jumped into Ariana's arms and nuzzled her, silently complaining about the awful name just