My Archangel

At the last moment, with this sentence, it didn’t sound any sharp sense. On the contrary, the very peaceful words were confided from Vina’s mouth. Not only Erisa who heard this sentence opened her eyes slightly, but even Vina. I also have a slightly stiff expression on my face... I don't seem to realize that the words I said will become so lacking in strength.

That tone... it sounds more of a discussion than a strong one.

Such a voice, at least in Vina's life for so many years, appeared terribly low.

Of course, thanks to the blessing of the smelly kid who was sleeping soundly at this time, in these short days, Vina felt that she was even getting used to this tone.

But soon, when Vina's vision passed by Elisa in front of her again and stayed on the bed not far behind her, Vina also seemed to suddenly remember the business. The originally stiff expression stretched again, and then gradually became a little serious.

After realizing that the crisis has unknowingly approached her, she is now looking for a safe place for "Al".

In her eyes, for Qiao Wen, a truly safe place...There was no other option besides the god's side and Lisiren's main city.

And "the god's side", naturally, can't be her own side who has been regarded as a target.

Therefore, after seeing Erisa now... she is considering whether to take both.

Da, Da...

The next moment, in Elysha's gaze, Vina took the initiative to walk into the room, pass by the deity who was obviously in poor condition, and walked straight to the bedside where Qiao Wen was sleeping quietly.

Then stretched out his hand, it seemed that he wanted to touch Qiao Wen's face.

"...!"

In an instant, Elisa, who was watching this scene not far away, furrowed her eyebrows, and the six dim wings of light that were already full of cracks were almost instinctive, unfolding behind her in an instant.

At the same time, in her gaze looking at Vina, in addition to some doubts, it became clear that there was an emotion called hostility.

"...Angels? And, these wings..."

Perceiving this, Vina's hand paused slightly in the air, and then turned his head slightly, so that she could stare at the archangel who had completely exposed her state at this time.

"Your origin is injured? And this kind of wound state...seems to be the injuries suffered in the past few days when you were summoned recently... I should be right?"

The pitch-black eyes were slightly narrowed, and the hostile gaze of the archangel cast towards her from the front was met. Vina seemed very quiet, but opened her mouth slightly in a tone that sounded rather plain: "Miss Erisa , Let’s not mention whether you can pose any threat to me now. Are you... ready to treat your savior like this?"

"Do you... do you think that the medicine this kid used for you was made by himself?"

As he said this, Vina's lips formed a cold smile, and she watched the archangel in time: "Although I heard that this race of angels is almost extinct in any world, but most angels live When I was in the world, it seemed that the grievances and grievances were still clear. The rumors I heard... should be so right?"

"..."

With the sound of Vina's words falling, Erisa's whole body became slightly stiff, and the hostility that had been accumulated for a short period of time in her eyes was suffocated.

However, even so, she also kept her uncompromising gaze, staring at Vina quietly.

"...Really, don't you still want me to run into this kid? It's a pity, I've already touched it a long time ago. Is it too late for you to be wary now?"

Perceiving the slight emotions in the archangel's eyes, Vina was stunned for a moment, then as if she had sensed something, she turned her head and glared at Qiao Wen who was still sleeping peacefully on the sheets.

"..."

Leaning down slightly, in Erisa's increasingly cold vision, Vina indifferently took a close look at the sleeping face of the stinky kid who had kept the woman in her room.

"Wait...? This kid's forehead...isn't it a bit red?"

Immediately, the slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and after visibly noticing the abnormality that did not exist on Qiao Wen's forehead a few hours ago, Vina blinked with some confusion, and then looked back to her side: " You did it just now... why?"

"..."

Immediately, with this voice mixed with a little doubt, Vina was startled, as if she had guessed the reason, staring at the archangel, her eyes faintly changed. : "It seems...you are just planning to have a little talk with me?"

"..."

Elisa did not speak, still staring at Vina without saying a word.

To be more precise, it was watching Vina as if she would touch a human hand at any time.

"I want to see what you will do now, but... forget it."

On the other side, Vina naturally felt the dangerous sight from the archangel.

To tell the truth, this kind of look probably fell on Camilla, a weak woman who only grew in age but not in strength, and might scare her a little, but for Vina, it didn't hurt or itchy.

If she had changed to what she had done before, she probably would have started to provoke indifferently.

But... not now.

With a small sigh, and forcibly suppressing the confrontational psychology that had been subconsciously produced in her mind, Vina adjusted her mind slightly.

"Let's talk a little bit, right here."

Retracting the hand that was about to touch the human kid’s cheek, Vina turned a little sideways and sat on the side of the bed very proficiently, then looked at the archangel who was standing quietly and never moved, and said with a smile: "You sit Ah, Miss Erissa."

"..."

Seeing Vina withdraw her hand, Elyssa did not say anything, just silently closing the light wings behind her, and the hostility in her eyes also eased a little.

"Since your waist injury needs to be recovered with my medicine, it means that the "person" left it... right?"

After noticing the change in the archangel's attitude towards him, and realizing that the current atmosphere was able to talk, Vina didn't struggle too much.

Just like the archangel in front of her, she also had no intention of chatting with each other.

Just look at it and get angry.

Therefore, Vina cut directly into the subject straightforwardly. As she spoke, she cast her eyes on the archangel's waist and stared at the bottom shirt that had been infested by blood.

"..."

This time, after Vina asked in this way, Erisa finally responded.

She nodded slightly, and for the witch who had indirectly provided her with medicine in front of her, apart from the special case just now, she didn't have much hostility from the beginning.

"...Sure enough."

After receiving the response from the archangel, Vina's calm expression on her face stiffened a little, and then she sighed again as if she had thought of something.

She raised her left hand, and gently slid her fingertips over the ring on her right hand.

Huh!

The next moment, accompanied by a dull-sounding sound of heavy objects landing, the archangel's eyes had already added a table out of thin air, and... that large pile of things displayed on the table.

"...?"

When seeing this scene, after the original hostility faded, the archangel, whose expression still didn't soften too much, blinked subconsciously.