My Archangel

So now in order to keep up with the topic, he is racking his brains to think about a problem.

——Is the sheep here a very popular pet?

Can such a cold black witch be so interested?

"Speaking of Mr. Kane, is your sister pretty?"

At this moment, Camilla suddenly looked at the bald man outside the window again.

"Ah...Yes! There is a saying, although I think that kid shouldn't be born in this world, he is really beautiful."

Seeing that the topic turned to himself, Kane was stunned first, quickly expressed his position, and then answered questions.

"So...is it beautiful? Well, since Vina wants to wait here for her little sheep to go home by herself, let's try our luck there."

Hearing this, Camilla also raised her eyebrows.

"Maybe you can still see the scene where the sheep is arching the cabbage."

The next moment, when she spoke again, she stood up from her seat rather casually.

"...Yes, yes, you are right. It seems that the sheep in our hometown can also buckle cabbage. Once no one cares, they can buckle very well, haha..."

Listening to Camilla's last sentence of unclear meaning, Kane on the side nodded his head flatly, although he didn't understand it very well.

For him, as long as he can get a little further away from the witch in the room who makes him chill, and get close to Camilla, the future boss, it is better than anything.

Then in the next moment, Kane's little abacus was gone.

Suddenly, there was a deep chill on his back. After just saying flattery, he found himself being stared at by the witch in the house.

"……Eh?"

Seeing the witch, who was originally indifferent to the affairs of the young god, got up from her seat, the expression on Kane's face suddenly froze, and the whole person shuddered inexplicably.

Because he noticed that the witch's eyes looking at him at this time...there was no temperature.

Although it is not very good to say that he is not good, but he always feels that the witch looks at her eyes...as if she is looking at something dead.

"What's wrong with Vina? Keep sitting."

Seeing this scene, Camilla seemed to have seen something interesting, and smiled and said, "Maybe the little sheep will come back by himself in a while?"

"Is it something to do with you?"

Glancing at Camilla coldly, Vina's gaze swept to Kane outside the window sill again.

"lead the way."

Chapter 039: Give a collar to the troublesome young god

Mebis Snow Mountain, the top.

"...?"

A cold touch continued on his face.

Dai Er's momentary loss of consciousness gradually began to recover.

'...I am, is my face pressed into the snow?'

After waking up a little, the things that happened before the short coma flashed in her mind one by one, feeling the force from the back of her head, she finally vaguely realized what had happened.

Yes.

The assassin that he threw out with the strength of the milk didn't have any effect, and was lightly patted away by the opponent.

Then he was approached for an instant, and the magical protection lingering on the surface of the skin was pierced by the opponent. The magic reserve plummeted to the bottom, and consciousness was lost...

'This...woman...'

The eyebrows danced lightly, and although her face was still pressed in the snow, Dai'er had vaguely realized the seriousness of the matter.

The woman next to this human being... She thought she was a great figure of a certain Winged Human Race, but now it seems that she is not.

Archangel, deity.

Thinking about it, although she didn't want to face this desperate fact, Dai'er was stunned to discover that there is only this possibility now...

But even so, this conjecture made Dai Er feel at a loss.

She couldn't figure out why a fragile human would be protected by a superior god beside him?

It's so strange...

Pasha Pasha——

The sound of someone walking on the snow came in her ears, and then the sound of being rummaged, which made Dai'er start to panic.

Because she vaguely remembered, this human seemed to be carrying a bulging backpack.

She didn't care at all before, but now, this trivial thing made her heartbeat gradually increase.

What's in that backpack...

That human...what is it looking for?

'What will I do with these two people afterwards?'

It was the first time to experience this level of defeat, and as a fear and anxiety about the "unknown" gradually occupied her mind, Dai'er couldn't help but struggle.

However, it was useless.

The deity's hands on the back of her head were like iron tongs, motionless.

After being closely suppressed by this monster-like powerful guy, Dai'er at this time also realized that she did not have the ability to make any resistance at all.

Just like the fish to be slaughtered, lying on the cutting board silently.

Time passed bit by bit, but his own ending never came.

Unknown fear enveloped the whole body, and the sound of the backpack turning in his ears was like a whimper of a demon, never stopped.

Gradually, Dai Er's psychological defense line began to crack, and an emotion called despair began to spread uncontrollably in her mind.

'Dad...help me...'

Facing this kind of desperate situation, Dai Er, who thought she could be independent, felt helpless for the first time.