My Archangel

Especially every time she encountered something that needed to be registered that sounded a little troublesome, she almost finished filling in a few names.

'And...the imprint did not respond.'

Closing her eyes, in these short ten minutes, Vina had some confusion about how many times she checked the mark.

However, the result remains the same as before.

She could only vaguely perceive that the little devil was not injured, but the specific location... also seemed to be shielded, and even through the imprint, there was no feedback.

'Stupid or not... Isn't that kid in that guild now?What am I worrying about...it's just that the person in charge of the reception is slower in the early morning, and it should come out after a while.'

Thinking of this, Vina also shook her head slightly.

She also didn't expect that this time when the stinky kid was only away from her sight for ten minutes, she would start thinking about it inexplicably.

"..."

Thinking of this, the chain that the angel tied to the stinky kid's wrist after entering the city once again appeared in his mind, and Vina was slightly silent.

By now, although she was not sure about it, of course she had guessed the role of that chain.

Except for the teleportation that can forcibly drag the stinky kid back in front of him like the silver dragon mark, the other possibilities are very slim.

A little... and a little bit want to do it.

Inexplicably, there was an idea of ​​wanting to put a chain on that stinky kid alone.

But... Vina doesn't know that kind of thing yet.

In the hundreds of years since coming to this continent, she has never been interested in anything other than herself and Al. She has no such gentle means as "chaining the other party" in her hands.

Generally speaking, rather than doing things that go around in circles and troublesome, she is more inclined to hit the source of trouble directly.

However, things are slightly different now.

Compared to the somewhat outdated and very passive imprint, she also wanted to make a chain like that, and then personally put it on the stinky kid who seemed to like the chain, as a gift from her sister.

But... it will probably take some time to do this.

After all, so far, in addition to simple and rude combat methods and research on dark matter, she has only mastered a function that can put a "mark" on living things other than herself, and then play a role in checking the opponent's physical condition at all times. That's it.

This mark used to be used by the monsters that she saw near the door of her house and then grabbed it at home to make experiments.

But obviously, the function of this imprint is slightly insufficient now, and it needs to be further improved.

At least... the function of forcibly teleporting must be talented.

"Um...I think about it, even if we improve on the original imprint...probably, it will take two to three days.'

The thoughts in her mind surged, and Vina quickly had a general answer.

Then, inexplicably unhappy.

Just like Qiao Wen, of course she could tell that the angel next to her... probably only took a day or so to create a chain.

But... the situation between her and the angel is somewhat different.

After all, although she lived longer with that little devil, she and that little devil did not have an invisible connection similar to "Call of the Heroes" before, and there was no suitable way to make tricks. If you want to make a chain of the same style, She can only figure it out for herself bit by bit.

'...'

Thinking of this, Vina, who was half leaning on the tentacle seat, raised her head slightly and glanced at the quilt on Greer's back, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"...??"

However, this unhappy feeling...suddenly completely solidified in the next moment.

A wave of feedback came from the imprint.

For a while, the smelly kid was experiencing some kind of intense burning sensation, extremely strong feedback.

At the same time, I don’t know if it’s because the amount of information that was fed back in a short period of time was obviously overloaded, the imprint that has been difficult to locate since ten minutes ago... Suddenly also the location of Qiao Wen at this time. Feedback to Vina's side.

"...He is not in the guild?"

Recognizing this information in an instant, Vina was almost instinctive... suddenly turned her head, and Yaoyao cast her gaze to another towering building in the distance.

One can be regarded as the most central building in this main city.

The central temple.

"..."

At this moment, there was also a movement in the direction behind Vina.

Obviously like Vina, after receiving some kind of feedback from Qiao Wenshen, the archangel also poked his head out of the quilt, turned his eyes quietly, and cast his gaze without temperature to the distance. temple.

...

at the same time.

Lisiren, the main city, the temple.

Having walked in front of the Holy Shield, which was burning the sacred flame on the surface, Qiao Wen's expression appeared quite cautious.

Frankly speaking, Qiao Wen's mood is a little bit complicated now.

After all, he didn't really like the little demon around him who had saved himself, but in some respects almost completely erased him.

However, considering that at least in the next expedition, for the original repair problem of Elysha, it is probably still necessary to rely on the authority of this son to open the treasury, Qiao Wen will bear it.

What he had shown Elsia before was only what he wanted her to see.

As for other emotions that might affect his plan, Qiao Wen wiped it out altogether.

'But, listening to what the holy child kid said just now, I just need to touch these holy fires directly now is enough...?'

His pupils shrank slightly, and wisps of light golden flames were reflected in his dark eyes. Although he was a little bit resistant, Qiao Wen took a deep breath and slowly raised his left hand.

"Ah...that, Mr. Qiaowen, don't worry, please feel free to touch these flames..."

At this moment, Elsia, who was praying with her eyes closed, seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly opened her eyes slightly.

"As long as you are still human... The Holy Fire will not hurt you."

She stared at Qiao Wen, who was obviously still a little confused, opened her mouth, and added lovingly: "Because, the meaning of their existence here... is to protect every fragile... but not reconciled to ordinary humans."

"Really... I know."