My Archangel

Pursing her lips silently, Elsia nodded her head, and under Vina's gaze, she stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Wen's head, and gently placed him flat on the ground again.

The desire for exclusivity... has been completely crushed into a bubble by the eyes of the witch and the archangel from just now.

It was on the way that was equivalent to throwing away the "hot potato", Elsia frowned almost instinctively.

Because she found that after doing all this, her mood was a little depressed inexplicably.

It felt like a toy that I really couldn't afford to look at... I was snatched away all at once.

It was the first time she had been so embarrassed since becoming the Son of God.

And... She had a vague illusion.

An illusion that this seems to be just some kind of beginning.

Why... would it be like this?

Obviously, whether it’s summoning or teleporting, it’s my own first--

"You seem to be reluctant."

However, at this moment, the voice of a certain witch reached Elsia's ears again abruptly.

"…Eh?"

Lifting her head subconsciously, Elsia's somewhat distracted gaze once again touched the witch who had just been watching her for a while.

Unlike the archangel who has been silent since just now, just casting her gaze on Qiao Wen, this witch... seems to be watching the changes on her face at the same time.

"...The son of Lisiren, although I don’t know what you think, I personally think that my relationship with your country has always been pretty good. If there is any dissatisfaction with what I did just now...you have to say it well. Come out, you know?"

A empathetic smile was outlined at the corner of her mouth, and Vina reminded it softly.

"...No, that, Master Vina, you misunderstood."

After placing Qiao Wenping on the carpet in front of him, it was obvious that the expression on Elsia’s face was still frozen, she was sitting on the spot obediently, and smiled reluctantly, while responding like this. Shook his head.

"Really? Forget it."

Seeing that the Saint Child in front of him answered like this, the smile on the corner of Vina's lips, which was smiling, but not at all smiling at all, only narrowed slightly.

Immediately, like the archangel next to her, she squatted down naturally, focusing entirely on Qiao Wen's face.

The next moment, his right hand stretched out slightly.

Although it was clear that Qiao Wen was still wrapped in flames of the Holy Fire at this time, Vina couldn't help poking Qiao Wen's face with the tip of her index finger.

Chichi, chick——!

And just after the fingertips came into contact with the small flames that surrounded Qiao Wen's side face, the light golden flames quickly grew and burned hard to Vina's fingertips.

Although the Holy Fire is harmless to humans, for Vina, who has reached the level of the deity, the Holy Fire has become a completely opposite thing.

In this short instant of contact, there were several light spots that symbolized the divine power factor, which spilled from Vina's fingertips, counteracting the holy fire's counterattack.

"..."

After seeing this scene, Vina was like confirming that Qiao Wen was still alive, obviously relieved, the expression on her face slightly slowed down.

"The Son of Lisiren, now... tell me why he was suddenly transferred from the guild to this place."

Afterwards, Vina looked at Elsia again with a particularly cold gaze: "Is there a relationship between you and him...?"

"That, that..."

After being asked in this way, Elsia's face appeared a little hesitant for a moment, but soon, after realizing that she had little choice in the current situation, she sighed slightly. Tones, ready to tell the truth.

After all, she also knows very well that this is not an unspoken topic that needs to be kept secret.

Huh--

However, at this moment, before Elsia could speak, a small accident... suddenly happened in front of her.

--Moved.

For just a moment, Qiao Wen, who was originally in a dream, and was completely comatose, whose whole body was entwined by the flames of the holy fire... suddenly moved.

The flames of the holy flame all over the body seemed to be extinguished by some invisible hand, extinguishing in an instant.

At the same time, Qiao Wen's right hand was clenched with four fingers, only the middle finger was raised, and he lifted up at an unhurried speed.

soft--

However, perhaps because he was lying flat, the raised right hand happened to poke Vina, who was sitting on the carpet beside him with grace, by a coincidence from left to right.

Originally... this kind of little "poke" was nothing to the relationship between Qiao Wen and Vina at this time.

However, he didn't know if it was due to fate. His middle finger... just under the surprised gaze of Elsia and Elysha, it landed firmly on a certain witch's chest.

In an instant, that finger seemed to be resting on a lump of soft rice cakes, even the finger was slightly sunken in——

"...Huh??"

The next moment, under Elsia’s almost sluggish gaze, a short-lived voice that was completely different from the previous strong and cold tone, which sounded like a girl’s hum...From the witch’s voice in front of her Leaked from the throat.

Then, the entire hall suddenly quieted down strangely.

"...?"

Then, in Elsia's eyes, the witch in front of her seemed to react slightly.

Those dark eyes, which were still filled with a little coldness, blinked, and then... as the witch lowered her head in a daze, after noticing the strange fingers, the expression on her face Then he froze.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Elsia subconsciously held her breath slightly, as if she felt the tranquility before the storm, and carefully observed the further changes in the expression on Vina's face.

However, after a few seconds, she suddenly became more at a loss.

Because she noticed... the subsequent reaction of the witch in front of her... was obviously abnormal.

No look similar to unpleasantness appeared on her cheeks, and even on the contrary, she still vaguely caught a trace of imperceptible red clouds from the witch's original cold face.

'No way…?'

That is, after observing this, Elsia had clearly realized something, and her eyes had already continued to a considerable degree of confusion... almost overflowing at this moment.

This witch... and this human... isn't it just a pure adoption relationship?