My Archangel

But now, no.

Therefore, there are only two possibilities.

Or, this stinky kid has been awake since just now, but has been pretending to sleep.

Or, the magic power in his body has been used as a shield, and the unconscious self and the angel have grabbed one of the wrists and consumed it.

After realizing this, Vina's heart also felt helpless.

If she changes to the past, she can be sure that she will definitely use some interesting ways to see if this kid is pretending to be asleep or really asleep.

But now... she doesn't have that kind of leeway anymore.

She was talking about the monster with Erisa, she didn't want Qiaowen to know.

In addition to not intending to add to this little ghost, who is powerless even if she knows it, the more important thing is... She doesn't want Qiao Wen to have thoughts such as fear of staying beside her because of that monster.

Although she has decided to temporarily send this little devil to a safe area farther away from her already targeted, it does not mean that she will not plan to meet this little devil in the future.

On the contrary, at this moment, even in the face of the monster that once left a shadow in her mind, Vina never had the idea of ​​wanting to catch it from beginning to end.

Good thoughts like protecting "Al"'s life at least in the last moment of life... She never had it.

All the decisions she made now were just for the reunion later.

She will do everything she can, and she will do everything she can to the limit.

If afterwards, she can get rid of the monster that is staring at her...she will take this kid home.

So... Now Vina didn't want Qiao Wen, who might have woken up, to hear what she was talking about with the archangel.

Yes, this kid doesn't need to know anything, he just needs to protect himself, continue to live a carefree life for a while, and then wait for himself to pick him up, that's all.

"Miss Erisa... go downstairs first, and talk about the rest in my bedroom."

Thinking of this, Vina took a deep breath, readjusted her mood, and fixed her eyes on the angel with a guilty conscience in front of her, who was squeezing Qiao Wen's left wrist, and said in a gentle voice: "It's just me. There are also some things stored in the bedroom for you to take a look. It is related to my research for nearly a thousand years, and it will probably give you some tricks to deal with dark matter."

After saying this, Vina slowly got up from the bed, got out of the bed, and walked straight out of the bedroom.

When passing by the bed, in order to prevent a stinky kid who was more clever than she seemed to see it, she also temporarily took back the table of elixir and materials that she took out of the ring in the early morning. I plan to give these things to Elisa again in the bedroom on the first floor later.

Now that she can take out and share with the angel, almost all are on this table.

In her current judgment, as long as the angel absorbs these things, although the damaged source may not be restored much, the reserve of divine power should be able to barely restore to the cordon. At that time, whether it is to protect the kid, it is still the key Supporting oneself at all times...without being too restrained.

"..."

On the other hand, after hearing these words, Elyssa obviously also noticed something strange in Vina's words at this time, and she couldn't help but froze for a moment with some doubts.

But soon, she refocused her attention on Qiao Wen who was sleeping next to her again.

No, to be more precise, I focused on Qiao Wen's left wrist, which did not show much improvement after rubbing for a long time, and still seemed to be violent.

Watching the scene before him, the archangel's emerald-green pupils quietly flashed a trace of emotion called guilty conscience again.

Yu Guang glanced again at Qiao Wen's right wrist, which had been pinched by Vina for a long time, but there was no trace left. Elysha bit her lip silently, her eyes low.

At this moment, although the reaction was slow for a while, she was already leaning on her head, which was still a little groggy, but she remembered why the human right wrist didn't leave a strange mark because it was held by the witch for a long time.

That part... is just the part connecting Qiao Wen and the strange girl she had pressed into the snow.

Although it has been held for a long time, because of the "ring" that disperses the pressure, it directly causes the human right and left hands to be subjected to the same pressure, resulting in a fairly obvious difference.

However, although the reason is known, it is of no use.

This kind of little thing that never wasted time to pay attention to in the past has caused the archangel to be particularly entangled at this time.

Inexplicably, there was a slight sense of frustration.This made Elisa feel very bad at the moment, as if she had gotten into a horn of a horn, and she couldn't let it go.

Therefore... she intends to erase all these marks before the human being in front of her wakes up.

However, although I have been kneading and kneading since just now, I don't know if it was because of the hold for too long before, but there is no sign that the marks are going to fade away, but the congestion is even worse.

"...!"

The turquoise eyes drooped slightly, the white cheeks bulged, and the long pale blonde hair faintly became fluffy at this moment. After trying for so long without any effect, the archangel finally lost Patience.

The next moment, the tip of her right finger stretched out, and a little divine power factor lingered... She decided to use some divine power factors to erase these imprints by force while the human being in front of her was not awake... and restore it to its original appearance.

"That... Master Elisa?"

However, before the archangel could act, she heard a voice that made her quite familiar.

"...?"

Hearing this voice, Erisa, who had been looking down at her wrist, had a choking expression on her face, and her fingertips suddenly stiffened.

Then... she pursed her lips slightly, she lifted her head, and met Qiao Wen's gaze with that inexplicably shaken gaze.

'This quilt...what the hell is doing?Actually intend to use precious divine power in such a place?'

At this moment, after Vina left, Qiao Wen and Erisa who had "woke up" looked at each other.

However, although Qiaowen was quite speechless about the inexplicable and inexplicable way the quilt angel just now, there was still a shy smile on his face: "It's okay, why do you care so much? Lord Elisa, you again. Not intentional, this kind of trivial matter will be restored by itself in a few minutes, there is no need to waste precious divine power."

"And... to be honest, I didn't expect at all on my side that you would take the initiative to find sister Vina, and you successfully reached a consensus with her, which is really amazing..."

"However, personally, I think Master Elisa you should trust me more."

While saying this, Qiao Wen withdrew his left hand from the archangel, and then watched her in time: "Even if you didn't hammer me last night, I won't stop you... Anyway, please go and Sister Wei Na, let's talk about it."

"..."

Looking at Qiao Wen at a fairly close distance, after hearing the word "malt" from Qiao Wen's mouth, the expression on Elisa's face suddenly stiffened.

However, this time, after hesitating for a while, she didn’t look away from the guilty conscience anymore. Instead, she thought of something more important after hearing Qiao Wen’s words. On the contrary, she carefully observed Qiao Wen. s face.

"...Elisa."

Then, in the next moment, such a sweet voice that Qiao Wen had heard not long ago, almost exactly the same as that time...again, confided from the mouth of this archangel and reached Qiao Wen's ears.

After the voice fell, Elisa closed her mouth again, and once again quietly looked at Qiao Wen who was close at hand.

Want to do.

After fainting the human being in front of her last night, she realized that she had unknowingly made a great change in this human being. At that time, she had already realized that she seemed to want to hear this human being called again. One's own name.

From that moment on, she had already decided that if she could see this human again after talking with the witch, she would do the same.