My Archangel

"If you plan to stay here until tomorrow honestly, I might be with you."

Vina thought quietly for a moment, and then gave a simple answer.

"Woo...Waiting for a day or two is fine, but why...ahh."

Regarding Vina’s reply, Camilla first showed a small amount of doubt on her face. Then she seemed to have thought of something, and she couldn't help but stared at Vina with a look of astonishment: "That little sheep again? Are you serious? What kind of fascination soup did that kid give you..."

"If you don't want to, you can go by yourself first."

Frowning, leaving these words, Vina said nothing, turned and walked towards the hut.

The necessary communication is over.

After knowing Camilla's intentions, Vina wanted to go back to the cabin to make new tonics earlier than staying here.

Moreover, as to the cause of the severe decline in "Al"'s vitality, after she calmed down and thought carefully, she judged that it was not just a conflict of efficacy.

But what the specific reason is, she is still not sure.

Therefore, she decided to have a little talk with "Al" at home.

"Al" has some secrets hidden in him. Although he usually hides it quite naturally, Vina has already discovered this.

After all, every time she finishes the experiment, some of the scraps scattered around in the laboratory disappear out of thin air.

Although the number of disappearances each time was small, Vina noticed.

In the past, because she was not interested in the little moves made by the white mouse secretly, she had been lazy to pay attention to it.

But... it's different now.

Of course, this time Vina was only going to do a simple questioning, and didn't want to do anything else to stimulate the other party.

No matter what "Al" did secretly from her, she had the confidence to deal with it easily.

Moreover, through so many years of getting along with each other, she could vaguely feel that "Al" has always had no sense of security, especially because of the serious psychological shadow of the opposite sex and blood.

After all, compared to the gentle, kind and beautiful self, that little devil appeared more natural and relaxed when interacting with the hideous tentacles on his face.

"...Ha, why did it become like this."

Wandering among the blood-red woods and sighed, Vina muttered to herself.

Looking back at the Prime Minister for more than ten years, she found that her perception of "Al" has changed considerably.

From the beginning, it was almost self-satisfying adoption, and now I can't help but think of that face in my head.

To be honest, even Vina herself didn't know what happened over the years.

Obviously, the little devil in his impressions even took the initiative to approach to please himself very few times.

Is it simply because they have been together for a long time that something similar to family affection develops between the two?

For these, Vina did not quite understand.

She felt...this is probably the experience of raising a son.

Yes, it must be so.

"..."

Vina was silent, walking alone in the blood-red forest.

I don't know if she actively thought about things related to "Al", she just felt a little feverish all over her body.

I want to go home immediately to see that face.

The pace accelerated unconsciously, and the inner impulse kept heating up. Later, Vina crossed the forest almost at the fastest speed and returned to the hut.

However, this time she did not see that face again.

"Lord, master...??"

The Tentacle Monster, who was originally still spinning near the empty entrance gate, saw Vina who had rushed back, and his whole body trembled, and for a moment, he crawled on the ground in horror.

Immediately, a sound full of horror leaked from its mouth.

"Master him, he... the others are gone...!"

Chapter 014: Two Blossoms, Two Blossoms

Pasha Pasha——

The soles of the shoes stepped on the soft ground, and Qiao Wen followed behind Erisa, pushing forward along the pre-planned route.

Several hours have passed since Qiao Wen left the forest hut.

Under the shelter of Erisa, the road was unobstructed.

Although I ran into a few high-level monsters that happened to be passing by on the way, but before the archangel could do anything, after seeing Qiao Wen's face, the monsters' eyes widened almost instantly, and then with an unthinkable The speed ran away in a panic.

Qiao Wen probably knew the reason.

In this forest, all the monsters that have reached a certain level of strength possess basic wisdom, and when he himself used to walk in the forest, he was accompanied by either the Devil or the Ajiu.

Probably from that time, these monsters also put him on the blacklist at that time.

However, although Qiao faked Weiwei's convenience to avoid conflicts that easily caused obvious movement, the speed of the two people still slowed down unconsciously.

The archangel with a bulging backpack behind her walks lightly, and the expression on her face is as relaxed as it was a few hours ago. The main reason for the slowdown is Qiao Wen.

The surrounding sky has completely darkened, the ground under his feet is uneven, and the huge rhizomes of many blood-red giant trees spread on the surface. The multiplication is wrong, and Qiao Wen is tripped and staggered when he is not paying attention.

Moreover, even though Vina's remaining prestige was able to repel some high-level monsters, the closer to the outer forest, the scarce the high-level monsters, and the number of lower-level monsters with no brains.

The frequency of Qiao Wen being attacked is increasing.

At night, these monsters became more active.

"Although it is quite far away from the hut, it seems that I still can't reach the snow mountain today... I wipe it!?"

When Qiao Wen touched his chin, he was hesitant to find a place to fix it for the night. His toes once again kicked a piece of tree root out of the ground.

The foot was caught by the rhizome, and the upper body was leaning forward following the inertia. Qiao Wen only had time to exclaim, and his whole body lost balance in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Out of professional habit, he instinctively raised his hand to protect his face.

Fortunately, he did not rush to the street.