Chapter 390: Why Not Me?
“So that’s the situation.”
Not long after dinner, everyone except the Con Artist was gathered in Ashe’s room. Annan seemed to have just finished her bath, wearing purple pajamas and eating pudding; Banjeet was still in his ever-present butler attire, as if he were working overtime; Lise had also finished her bath and was having Ashe blow-dry her hair.
“So you disturbed my skincare routine with Alice for this trivial matter?” Harvey complained.
Everyone stared blankly at the necromancer.
Banjeet pursed his lips.
Annan touched her earring.
Ashe frowned.
Only Lise couldn’t help but open her mouth, but as soon as she uttered a vowel, Ashe covered her mouth.
“First, I cleanse Alice’s body with a protein coagulating preservative solution, then I apply diluted Gallingen solution to maintain her skin elasticity, and then—”