My Archangel

At this time, in Qiao Wen's observation, the situation in front of him was not very optimistic.

Because he found that even though Vina was hit harder than when he was at the door of the warehouse at this time, she still did not escape back to her bedroom as he expected, but completely froze in place.

The dark eyes that were reflecting Qiao Wen's appearance were gradually losing their look, and the expression on his face became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hands that were originally wrapped around the chest fell, and the knuckles were pinched very tightly.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like your emotions are about to get out of control.

'Overturned, overturned, overturned...'

After realizing this, Qiao Wen's eyes jumped slightly, and he activated the mark on his body without hesitation.

[Intrinsic talent 6 is trying to operate]

[The transmission mark of Yinlong Miuqi is about to be activated...]

[The imprint failed to start.

[Because the host is too fragile, and currently does not meet the basic use standard of Intrinsic Talent 6, the activation time is extended. It is expected to be successfully activated after 12 minutes and 33 seconds. Intrinsic Talent 6 disappears after this activation.

[Countdown, 0 hours, 12 minutes and 32 seconds.

Countdown, 0 hours, 12 minutes and 31 seconds.

[Countdown...]

The next moment, with a series of familiar reminders from the system, Qiao Wen held his breath and began to think about how to spend the most critical twelve minutes.

Although he felt that even if Vina was broken, she probably wouldn't kill herself immediately, but... with the character of this witch-sama, a bitter meal is probably inevitable.

"...Al."

However, just as Qiao Wen was thinking about it, Vina's voice came to his ears again.

For some reason, there was no emotional breakdown that Qiao Wen had expected in this voice... it sounded surprisingly normal.

"...Sister Vina?"

Naturally, a surprised expression appeared on Qiao Wen's face when he heard this, almost subconsciously. He once again carefully observed the witch-sama who was close at hand.

"Um, it's okay... Sister actually knew it a long time ago, already knew it, Al, you just told me your thoughts honestly now, don't worry about it..."

To Qiao Wen's surprise, at this moment, Vina, who said these words from her mouth... the look on her face was different from when her emotions were on the verge of collapse a few seconds ago.

Although his face still looked a little pale, the stiff expression had gradually eased.

At the same time, the eyes that seemed to have almost lost their glamour, somehow regained their spirits.

The pitch-black eyes looked at Qiao Wen quietly. At this moment, Vina looked at him, as if there was something else besides the loss of the blockbuster.

'If I'm not mistaken... is it satisfaction?'

Noting this, Qiao Wen blinked in a daze: "Although I am not boasting... But, I like someone but I was rejected by that person... Is there any factor worthy of satisfaction?'

"Al, you just said that you don't like sister... Is that right?"

At this moment, although it sounded quite shaken, the still very clear voice confided from Vina's mouth again and reached Qiao Wen's ears.

"...Well, I said it."

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen nodded despite a trace of doubt in his mind.

"Thank you...you can tell the truth to your sister like this...really, thank you..."

Even though Qiao Wen nodded and admitted without hesitation, the expression on Vina's face has become lower, but still maintains the inexplicable and distressing smile, so she continues to stare with a little hopeful gaze. Qiao Wen: "But... Al, you just said that because of the past few days, you have changed your thinking about your sister... Is that right?"

"...Yes, but I also said it at that time. I just changed from a "dangerous witch" to "a very useful tool sister". Only in this way, it is equivalent to some kind of false family affection at best. That, other than that...has absolutely no meaning in that respect."

Hearing Vina's inquiry, Qiao Wen thought that the witch-sama had misunderstood what he meant just now. He was taken aback for a while, and then he planned to elaborate a little more clearly.

He knows very well that at this time, you need to break cleanly without leaving any thoughts.

This is good for both parties.

However, after completing this supplement, he saw Vina gently shook his head to himself.

"...I know, Al doesn't have any favorite thoughts about me now, these things...I know all of them."

As if he knew exactly what Qiao Wen wanted to say, after opening her mouth like this, the low expression on Vina's face also fell to the extreme at this moment.

But despite this, there was still a smile that seemed rather reluctant on the corners of her lips.

"..."

After seeing this scene, Qiao Wen also fell silent after realizing that Vena had not misunderstood what she meant.

Then, looking at the witch-sama who was voluntarily rejected even if he hadn’t even spoken yet, and still maintained her emotional stability, he suppressed the angry impulse, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped for a while and just started. The mark of the countdown.

Fortunately, the situation has not developed to the most serious point.

At best... it just shattered the possibility of a relationship between the two.

This is exactly what Qiaowen wanted.

Yes, he doesn't like Vina, and it's good for both people to make it clear now.

'...'

However, Qiao Wen always felt a little upset in his heart when he saw the appearance of the witch being strong.

But for some reason, Qiao Wen vaguely noticed that, unlike what he had previously expected, the source of such annoyance... it seemed that it wasn't just because of seeing Vina's helpless face.

In addition, he also vaguely sensed a trace of regret from the feeling of depression lingering in his chest at this time.

'…Wait?regret?'

After realizing this, Qiao Wen opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes became a little surprised at this moment: "The result now is exactly what I want, and I don't like her, why do I regret it? ?'

"Al."

At this moment, he suddenly heard Vina's voice in his ears.

"…what?"

After blinking subconsciously, Qiao Wen turned his eyes to Vina again.

Then, he met Vina's gaze that made him quite puzzled, and seemed to be mixed with some desperate belief.

"Now... let's try to confirm it."