I Miss You, Matthew.

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"What do you need me to do?"

Lumiere asked immediately.

The little flying squirrel's reaction was very cold. It was not in a hurry to tell Lumiere the contents of the mission. Instead, it gently raised its slender claws, and its movements were elegant and domineering.

" Let's first receive the power of the ritual. You have proven yourself to the rainforest. You deserve all this."

As it spoke.

The altar under the throne lit up with green light.

Lumiere walked over, his heart surging.

Balls of green light surged into his head, neck, chest, abdomen, and limbs.

He felt his already strong muscles become even tighter. At the same time, new abilities surged into his mind one after another.

The pleasure of being filled with energy and information flow could not be described in words.

Lumiere could not help but raise his head and howl.

Ten minutes later.