I have a lot of wings

"Right."

Chuuxue's tone was mixed with a touch of helplessness:

"She must be having a temper now. Although I defeated her, it was done with your help. She won't agree with me so easily, and she will definitely think we are cheating, right?"

"Well, she really is like this." Rorschach smiled: "Your sister doesn't know you, but you know her very well."

"Because I have been thinking about how to defeat her, escape her shadow, and live for myself since I was a child."

Chuuxue looked out the window, neon lights reflected in his eyes:

"Forget it, I don't expect her to agree with me.

She has always been like this since she was a child and she is extremely strong and never cares about my thoughts and feelings.

She only cares if everything is in line with her values."

Silently, Chuuxue clenched her fists:

"Huh... let her go, anyway, I'm not afraid of her anymore, she won't be able to restrict me anymore."

Chuuxue adjusted his mood, looked back at Rorschach, and said:

"Let's go, don't you want to say goodbye to Saitama? Let's go together."

"Actually," Rorschach said, "Before your sister left, please ask me to tell you something."

"I can probably guess it," Chuuxue shook his head, "It's nothing more than someone intervened this time, and the outcome is not counted. Or let me disband the'Fuzuki group' quickly, otherwise I will be rude to my team members. ?Needless to say……"

"Sorry."

"……Eh?"

"Your sister asked me to tell you, I'm sorry."

"..."

Chuuxue was stunned in place, her eyes blank.

When she recovered, Rorschach was gone.

Buzzing-the system phone vibrates.

Chuuxue took it out and looked at it and found that it was Rorschach's private message.

Rorschach: "Fukiyuki, I'll just go to Saitama by myself. You haven't been home for a long time, have you? Go back and have a look."

Chuuxue was silent for a long time before exhaling softly.

Hell Fuxue: "Yeah."

PS: This volume is over

408 The Great Onmyoji Ilia (two more)

After bidding farewell to Saitama and others, Rorschach returned directly to the real world.

Then, using the real world as a transit point, he went to Desbod.

Compared to being a salted fish in the real world, it is naturally more comfortable to be the sole god in Disbod.

Any thought can make Senluo Vientiane respond to it and form a corresponding phenomenon.

Basically, Rorschach has taken this place as his base camp.

"Master, welcome back."

Jibril came up with a smile on her face.

Rorschach gave her, who was a member of the group and had a master-servant relationship with herself, the permission to enter the abode of God.

That is a gorgeous palace floating on the planet.

Jibril circled Rorschach, looking carefully.

After seeing Rorschach return empty-handed, she was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't show it on her face, just maintaining her own circle of behavior, as if to annoy her master.

"Okay, okay, let's do it for you."

With a wave of his hand, Rorschach threw a dozen books she had brought to Jibril.

This is a book he randomly found from the real world, and he didn't even know what was written in it.

Jibril looked excited and rubbed her face hard like a baby.

"Hey... hey hehe... the fragrance of books, the temptation of knowledge, the wonder of another world..."

"Can you be normal?" Rorschach said silently: "I'm also God's heir anyway."

"Master, you are all to blame, who told you not to take me to the real world?" Jibril said naturally: "Humans will be like this if they are suppressed for a long time, let alone Skywing."

"Don't add strange settings to human beings," Rorschach curled her lips. "Look at me. When did you show your state?"

"Master, are you human?"

While talking, Jibril used magic to collect the book.

"Forget it, it seems that your habit cannot be changed."

With a thought, Rorschach transferred the throne, created a beach and ocean in front of him, and then basked in the sun.

He glanced at the skywing girl and said lightly:

"Jibril, I'm thirsty."

"What does the master want to drink, isn't it a matter of thought?"

"No, there is no sense of ritual like this."

Rorschach ordered:

"Go and prepare."

"Yes, yes. Then follow the previous standards."

Jibril turned around helplessly, and went to prepare a drink for the occasion.

This is not the first time Rorschach has given her a book.