I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 142: Killing Three Birds With One Stone

Lin Jie played with Old Wil’s adopted husky for a while, and thought that the dog had a really gentle nature. It was also able to execute commands well, indicating that it had previously been trained.

Lin Jie had a suspicion that Grady had been raised by someone else, but something occurred, causing him to become a stray until Old Wil adopted him.

Since the extent of the bombing on 52nd Avenue was so widespread, the original owner probably suffered misfortune and wasn’t able to raise Grady anymore.

Although it was a husky and one of considerable size, Grady actually seemed a good match for an older person like Old Wil. On top of that, such a large dog would definitely be able to protect Old Wil well.

Then, Lin Jie suddenly looked towards the partition wall, realizing the crunching and growling sounds had come from there.

“Were those sacrificial offerings eaten by Grady?” he blurted out.

Old Wil, how could you put meat in front of a husky...

“Yes.”

Wilde smiled and nodded. “Those were originally prepared for Grady.”

Lin Jie raised an eyebrow. There was no need to remind him since Old Wil already had this realization.

But Lin Jie didn’t find it that odd after more thought...

Old Wil is such a thoughtful person. How could he have not prepared sufficiently before adopting Grady? He must have researched the habits of a husky before making the decision.

“That’s good... and here I’d been worried that you wouldn’t get along with your new pet, but it seems like you’ve done sufficient preparation.”

Lin Jie rubbed Grady’s head again before returning back to his seat.

“ ‘Blood Feast’ isn’t that simple and you will be coming into just one aspect of it. If you are determined to go, it would be best to bring Grady with you. If need be, don’t hold onto your grudge… You can contact Joseph and ask him for help. He’s been investigating ‘Blood Feast’ with his student recently.”

From what Old Wil had told him, the ones who had invited him were “a bunch that did nothing much all that long.” Therefore, Wilde probably thought that ‘Blood

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