My Archangel

"Water is all you need, thank you sister Vina."

Choosing the least troublesome one for the time being, Qiao Wen looked at Vina, who was pouring boiled water in an inexplicably ladylike way, and felt a little strange.

Because he found that compared to before, the aura of the Dimension Witch's body seemed to have slightly changed.

But what is the specific change... Qiao Wen can't say it, anyway, it just vaguely feels a little changed.

"Here."

After a while, holding a glass of moderate temperature water to Qiao Wen’s mouth, Vina avoided Qiao Wen’s sight, and instead opened her mouth in a somewhat uncertain tone: "When you finish drinking the water, I will help you. Check your body."

"Ah, well, I see."

Hearing the sound, Qiao Wen also nodded obediently.

Then, just when he reached out from the quilt to receive the cup of water, he found that the Victoria Witch had already actively pushed the cup to his mouth.

"...It's so slow to even raise your hand, are you planning to drop another cup?"

When Qiao Wen looked at her with a little surprise, he only got a cold profile and a cold voice: "The one you broke just now is the one I have used for a long time, you know?"

"……Sorry."

Hearing this, Qiao Wen first apologized instinctively, then blinked a little blankly.

Because he remembered, this dimensional witch seems to be a cup that she usually uses... doesn't seem to be of that pattern?

After waking up just now, although his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, he still noticed this for the first time. He even took the cup that was obviously unused...

Although he realized that the Victoria witch in front of him was babbling for some reason, of course Qiao Wen didn't say it.

After a while, he felt that the cup against his mouth was slightly tilted. As he opened his mouth, he cast his gaze on the witch in front of him.

'This woman seems to be more tired than last night?'

Carefully staring at the side face of the Victoria Witch for a moment, Qiao Wen thoughtfully.

Now, after waking up, he was sorting out the information he already knew in his mind.

For example, the "monster" who attacked him last night is obviously Al, and this thing has been living in the basement of this cottage.

For another example, although the Victoria Witch has always used him as a container, she currently does not intend to feed herself to Al for the time being.

After all, according to that note, in order to be Al's container, the vitality must be high enough.

Otherwise, you won't even have the capital to make a container.

'Did she save me for this reason?After all, it seems now that the foundation of my one hundred thousand years of vitality has been laid. Are you planning to feed me a little fatter before getting into the pot?By the way...Where is Al now?Whether it’s the toilet last night or I haven’t seen it now...'

The warm water is flowing in the throat, Qiao Wen is a little bit embarrassed now.

Because at this time, he was awake, and when he had enough time to summarize afterwards, he realized that... the operation of returning to the hut has no basic safety guarantee.

After all, the confidence in deciding to come back here to find something at the beginning was to think that she was a substitute for "Al". Even if this dimensional witch regenerates her energy, it should not pose a threat to his life.

But now it seems that he is naive.

After all, even he himself did not expect that "Al" was still alive, and the witch had tried to feed him "Al" three years ago.

In the eyes of this witch, she is not a substitute, but a much more unfortunate container...

This cabin is not safe for him.

At this moment, recalling the scene of being stabbed in the arm by the Victoria Witch in his mind last night, Qiao Wen felt a bit cold in his back inexplicably.

Although the memory of that scene only appeared because of a flash of inspiration, it was still vague as to what happened before and after, and I didn't even know the real reason why I survived that situation... but Qiao Wen finally Realized why he had subconsciously produced an inexplicable sense of crisis for this woman since he received the protection from the Victoria Witch at the age of twelve, and every time he spoke, he felt like an enemy. ...

Feelings This is already on the table once.

Qiao Wen thought that he was going to save the quilt when he came back, but he didn't expect that he almost gave it to him in vain.

Before, he also judged that this witch was willing to wait patiently for herself in the tree cave for nearly a day... It was all because of some kind of distorted monopoly, but now, after discovering that "Al" is still alive, after reading the book After taking notes, Qiao Wen always felt that he had thought about things too well before.

'However, if she only regards me as a container, what is the guilty conscience I saw on her face in the corridor last night?And...before in that border town, for a container that had been recovered, she didn't need to have a conflict with that Camilla in the town because of my provocation.

'It’s strange... the last date recorded in the notebook was February 14th, 7 days ago. In the days after that, the witch’s attitude towards me just started to become a little strange. What did I not notice?'

Qiao Wen felt contradictory now.

Because reason has told him that in the past ten years, he has undoubtedly been cultivated as a "container".

However, judging from some recent details, he felt that some of the witch's behavior did not conform to the logic of "treating him as a container".

Therefore, he is now quite vigilant.

He was waiting for the Victoria Witch to take the initiative to talk to him about it.

Then, he can judge whether he will continue to stay here to find a way to get the special effect medicine, or directly send the seal and send away.

Although saving the quilt is very important, if Qiao Wen himself had a cold first, the word "save" would be impossible to mention.

'According to the things written in that little notebook, this witch should think that after being eroded by dark matter, I had amnesia similar to fragments. It has been so long. She should It is unlikely to take the initiative to mention that experiment to me.'

'In other words, what I need the most attention now... is the deity named Al yesterday... something like that happened last night. With the character of this dimensional witch, she definitely disdains to cover up with me. It's covered up, she will definitely bring up this topic later, and it will be enough for me to see you later...'

"How about, are you still thirsty?"

Just when Qiao Wen thought of this, the glass that reached his mouth was taken back by Vina.

Shaking the empty cup in her hand, Vina asked.

"No more thirsty, thank you sister Vina."

Qiao Wen shook his head, then quietly stared at Vina in front of him.

"…is it."

Vina put the water glass back on the table aside.

Then, the whole bedroom fell into a strange silence.

"...?"

Some doubts surfaced in his mind. Looking at Vina, whose expression on her face became a little tangled for a moment, when she didn't know why she fell silent, Qiao Wen also felt a little surprised.

what happened?This woman.

What is she hesitating?