My Archangel

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen, who had a hesitant expression on his face, was taken aback for a moment.

Almost subconsciously, his mind flashed through the scene where the archangel was sleeping on the snowy mountain and having nightmares, and he couldn't wake up even when he called, and his heart suddenly became tense.

'...No, it seems that I am not having a nightmare this time.'

Kneeling down and carefully observed Erisa's sleeping face, Qiao Wen breathed a sigh of relief after noticing that the angel's facial muscles stretched out at this time and the whole state of sleep seemed to be particularly relaxed.

At the same time, at this slightly closer distance, Qiao Wen also clearly observed the archangel's skin.

Although the color of the skin still looks sick, there are already a small number of signs of improvement compared to the time when it was just called today.

Obviously, the special medicine of the Witch is indeed effective.

——As long as the Victoria Witch's special medicine is sufficient, if the treatment continues... the quilt angel can be saved.

For Qiao Wen, this is quite exciting news.

However, when accompanied by this thought, the expression of the Victoria Witch when she looked at herself in the study came into his mind... Qiao Wen discovered that he might not be as happy as he thought.

'That witch, is it really the same as she said, it was because of my relationship that the real search did not continue?'

With this thought in his mind, Qiao Wen rubbed his temples with a headache.

'...In short, first put a new medicine on the quilt angel, so that I can feel more at ease.'

After a while, after forcibly pulling his thoughts back on track, Qiao Wen once again looked at the archangel who was still immersed in the dreamland in front of him, the expression on his face seemed a little hesitant for a while.

Although I wanted to just lift up her clothes a little while the quilt angel was asleep, and wipe the medicine directly, it was obviously not good.

Therefore, after hesitating for a while, he still planned to wake up the archangel first.

This time, I saw that the quilt angel was sleeping soundly. It shouldn't be a nightmare or other symptoms of erosion, so Qiao Wen judged that it wouldn't be too much trouble to wake her up here.

In the end, Qiao Wen stretched out his hand tentatively, intending to shake the lord angel gently.

Mipa--!

However, what he didn't expect at all was... Just when his fingertips and Erisa's body had a slight touch, he felt a rather strong attraction suddenly from the physical contact between the two sides. A small part burst out!

'I wipe... what's the situation?'

At this moment, Qiao Wen clearly felt that his body began to lighten, and the people in front of him became illusory together, as if something was about to leave his body...

And... Qiao Wen also found... he seemed to remember this feeling.

Even not long ago, he had a fairly similar experience.

Because of this feeling... it's almost the same as the feeling he felt when he was forced to enter the battlefield of consciousness after being forced into a coma after being forced to enter the battlefield after being unconscious.

'Something's wrong...This quilt is clearly asleep, how can this happen again, sleepwalking?Or is it the subconscious mind...?Where is she going to drag my consciousness?Is it in her dream?'

In the next moment, even though he was aware of this, Qiao Wen didn't even have time to react, so he shot a flower, and the whole person's consciousness was dragged into an unknown world.

However, just like when he was dragged into the battlefield of consciousness after being in a coma last time, his consciousness did not appear in a coma or loss of consciousness after he came to this new world, and his brain was still very clear.

After opening his eyes again, Qiao Wen saw the scenery in front of him clearly.

'But...here...where is it?'

Inexplicably, he came to this unfamiliar environment, Qiao Wen subconsciously began to look around the scenery.

Then he found that for the surrounding environment... he didn't seem to be very strange.

Dilapidated churches, roads dotted with white jade, and...the endless sky all around.

Here is an aerial courtyard suspended above the sky.

'Here... seems to be the scenery I saw in the Hall of Thought when I first met that quilt?Wait, isn't it her own hall of thought here?Am I in her thinking hall now?'

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiao Wen's thoughts turned, and this guess soon emerged:'Could it be...I was dragged into her consciousness after touching her?Is she dreaming now?'

This thought came to mind suddenly, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, then thoughtfully.

He was pondering a question.

That's... why this time he touched this quilt... he could easily enter her dream like now?

Qiao Wen remembers clearly that when he and the quilt angel were sleeping on the snow-capped mountain before, the same situation seemed to have happened...but when he was trying to wake up the archangel...it didn't seem to happen before. Unfold.

'Wait, I remember that there is a book in Vina's study that said that in the case of a call, the various details and performances in the thinking hall seem to be linked to the subconsciousness of the host himself. This is why it is usually called I choose to communicate in the hall of thinking, because this allows the summoner to see the essence of the heroic spirit more clearly..."

"And now, unlike the last time I saw this quilt angel, the atmosphere brought to me by this temple of thinking is completely different from now.'

Although a long time has passed, until this moment, Qiao Wen still remembers how he felt when he first met Elyssa here.

Except for the archangel who seemed to be aloft at the time, the world was still filled with pressure that made the whole body tight and almost suffocating.

Not at all like now, easy-going like a landscape painting.

It was as if the world hadn't fortified him at all.

'Wait...Speaking of which, when I was oppressed by Vina's eyes in the study today, I seemed to have subconsciously tried to ask the quilt angel to give me permission to view the panel and the divine power reserve. As a result, my mind This idea just surfaced in Li, and her panel opened instantly, and it seemed that there was not even a slight delay...'

'I remember the two previous times when I wanted to watch her panel, I had to wait until her side agreed slowly before I could barely watch the last time... What's the matter?Doesn't she give me new permissions?'

Seeing this scene, my mind subconsciously recalled all the details that happened during the day today. In the end, when the memory fragments in my mind were frozen by the archangel pressing on me, I showed myself a smile that seemed to open a certain heart. In that scene, Qiao Wen vaguely realized something.

Said this quilt angel... it seems that there is indeed the possibility of lowering his psychological defense.

'In other words, I was brought into the hall of thinking by the dreaming subconscious when I met her now?Then became able to observe her dreams like now...?'

After realizing this, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed slightly, as if thinking of something not so good: "I heard that the role of the thinking hall is mutual, that is, it is not just her. , Is it because of the summoning contract, my subconscious psychological defense line against her is also low, so it is so easy to be dragged in?'

'No, wait, put aside these insignificant details and think about business. Since this is the dream of the quilt angel, then... where is the quilt himself?Did she know that I was also dragged in?I have to find her right away...'

Soon, after a moment of thinking, Qiao Wen suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

Because he remembered... his body in reality at this time was still squatting in front of the closet that had opened the door.

If staying in this kind of place for a long time, and causing it to be seen in reality by the witch who might enter his bedroom, it would be all over.

Qiao Wen knew very well that although the Victoria Witch hadn't bothered about this matter for the time being, it didn't mean that he would be able to make an inch of it and put this matter on the bright side.

Therefore, after realizing his current situation, Qiao Wen's expression changed suddenly, and he quickly stepped forward and started running in this sky courtyard that was quite unfamiliar to him.

"Master Elisa—where are you—?!"

Exploring all the way along the road, Qiao Wen yelled and glanced around, looking for the figure.