My Archangel

"…what?"

On the other hand, Qiao Wen blinked his eyes almost instinctively when he heard these three words in vain under such unexpected circumstances.

Then, after one by one, he realized something in the look of the archangel in front of him.

Probably... This angel now proactively speaks out the meaning of his name, which is still the same as when he said his name in person last time.

I should be trying to get him to call her name directly.

"...That...? Now? Call it here?"

However, after perceiving the meaning of this move by the archangel, Qiao Wen became a little hesitant.

To be honest, although the long-lost hearing of the angel's voice makes him feel good now, but... he doesn't really want to call her name now.

Subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bedroom door.

There, the door hasn't been closed yet, and Vina has just left the room not long ago. I don't know if she is still waiting at the door, can I hear the sound in this room...

For some reason, when he realized these points, there was a slight sense of crisis in Qiao Wen's heart.

"..."

However, the angel on the other side did not look forward and backward like Qiao Wen.

After waiting quietly for a while, and still not hearing what she wanted to hear from the mouth of the human in front of her, her eyes suddenly sank slightly.

In an instant, there was also a touch of cold emotion in the jewel-like emerald-green pupils.

'...It hurts, this sight hurts.'

When Datian used this line of sight to stare at a very close distance without saying a word, Qiao Wen inexplicably felt a familiar tingling sensation on his face.

He remembered the last time... he seemed to have been stared like this because he hesitated for a while.

However, at that time, it was only because he himself hadn't recovered from the shock of "This quilt angel can even speak", so his reaction was slow.

But this time, things changed.

Once again subconsciously glanced at the direction of the door, Qiao Wen reluctantly showed a smile on his face: "Um... it doesn't matter what I call it, but Master Elisa is okay with you, right? Haven't you been used to being called by name for a few days? It's only a few days now, are you used to it?"

"..."

However, after speaking like this after following the sense of crisis of unknown origin, Qiao Wen obviously noticed that the archangel staring at him in front of him became increasingly cold.

Even though he didn't have the pressure of Vina's killing eyes, it was already to the point where he felt a little chill in his back.

"Um, ok...I see."

At this moment, after realizing that there is no point in dragging it any longer, Qiao Wen also took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and adjusted his state.

"Elisa."

Then, when he opened his eyes again and looked at the archangel who had already pressed his lips unknowingly in front of him, he uttered these three words smoothly.

"..."

Immediately, when the voice fell, Qiao Wen noticed that the reaction of the angel in front of him suddenly became as strange as the last time.

The whole body was visibly stiff, the expression on his face became tense in an instant, and the originally quiet and cold gaze also produced a quite obvious shake.

But... this time this strange reaction didn't last long.

In the end, the archangel did not abandon his eyes with the strange flustered feeling like last time.

How should I put it, even though her gaze seemed to be very shaken, she still bit her lip slightly and stared at Qiao Wen intently.

In the end... the right hand gripped his chest slightly, and the angel closed his eyes slowly and took two deep breaths.

When she opened her eyes again, the expression on that cheek calmed down.

"…Ok."

The next moment, in Qiao Wen's somewhat stunned gaze, the angel made a small voice again.

At the same time, on the edge of the warm lips...Although Qiao Wen had seen it before, there seemed to be a little more beautiful smile.

...

...

A quarter of an hour later, eight o'clock in the morning.

Forest of monsters, forest hut, study on the first floor.

"call……"

After the Archangel, who was in a much better mood, left the bedroom and went to the first floor to have some kind of conversation with Vina, Qiao Wen got up and walked out of the room and down the stairs after a few minutes interval.

After arriving on the first floor, he subconsciously bypassed Vina's bedroom and stepped into the study alone.

'Anyway...I don't know what's going on with Elisa and Vina anyway, and then I slowly asked the quilt angel... I'll see how the application yesterday was.'

After entering the study, Qiao Wen almost subconsciously walked to the bookshelf, and pulled out the "Expedition Advertising Book" that he had studied for several hours yesterday.

Last night, he filled in his basic information through the magic circle on this book, and then transmitted the magic power he absorbed through "Dragon's Breath" to the past, and applied for remote registration.

If you do the calculations carefully, about eight hours have passed so far.

According to Qiao Wen's judgment, for such an important national event as the expedition, Li Siren must be responsible for reviewing applications at night.

In addition, there are not too many humans with the purity of magic power reaching the golden rank, so if Qiao Wen feels that it is not surprising, now his application for registration should have been approved.

"Oh..."

However, after holding the book in his hand and gently turning to the page recording the remote magic circle, Qiao Wen suddenly showed a smile.

Because... On this magical array like a display, the information displayed was just as he expected, and it had changed.

[Welcome, dear Mr. Qiao Wen, the purity of the magic power you passed to us through the magic circle yesterday has reached the standard for individual registration.

[The basic information you provided has now been registered as the pre-selection sequence for Expedition 444.

[The official pre-selection of the expedition will be officially held in the main city of Yuly Siren in eight days and sixteen hours later. Please be sure to arrive in time.

We sincerely welcome you.

[Do you receive a prompt?