My Archangel

Regarding Elisa's question, it was obvious that her sister's words were getting colder and colder, but Elisa just blinked quietly and used.

At that moment, even though she had been with her sister for hundreds of years, but... Elisa was rare... couldn't understand the meaning mixed in that sight.

"...Speak out? My sister can try my best to satisfy you."

Seeing this scene, Elisa sighed again, and calmly stared at her sister who seemed to be strange before her, and responded.

This time... Just treat yourself as losing.

Sure enough, adopting children is not suitable for me.

As long as it is alive... it seems to change.

This cannot be blamed on this little child, who at the time was self-righteous, took this little salted fish as a "kind" and had expectations for her... is the one who made the mistake.

Whether you want to continue to get more resources for practice, or you want to fish in troubled waters in the construction of "paradise"...satisfy her and leave a lesson for yourself.

These are all the true thoughts in Elisa's mind at that time.

"..."

Then, under her gaze, Elisa did not speak for some reason, but staggered out of the blanket and stood in front of Elisa.

Compared to the extraordinarily tall Elisa, although the newly grown-up Elisa has a slightly shorter upper half of her head, she has never fallen into a disadvantage in this brief confrontation.

Of course, this is not the focus now.

Pasha

Because in the next moment, just when Elisa was about to listen to and hear what kind of hopeless demands she had adopted, the salted fish sister in front of her, who had been adopted by herself for nearly three hundred years... Suddenly there was a flower in front of him.

"...?,...?"

Then, when she recovered, she was completely embraced.

Moreover, it is not the kind of hug that touches and leaves, but another kind of hug that is very forceful and clearly wants to convey.

At the same time, this is also the first time that Erisa has taken the initiative to make such a close move in the three hundred years that the two have been together.

"...Wait, wait a minute...? Erisa...?"

The expression on her face froze for a while, and Elisa was tight, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

She struggled subconsciously, but found that her sister's strength was a little weird. Instead, she had to be genuine to push her away.

But before she could put this idea into action, the younger sister who hugged her for a few seconds...had taken the initiative to release her.

"...Erisa, what did you... just now, mean?"

The pupils dilated, and a rare daze appeared on her face. After being let go, Elisa was stunned for a while before she opened her mouth like this.

"..."

Without answering Elisa's question, Elisa just stared at her sister in front of her as before.

This time, Elisa finally vaguely understood the meaning of the sister's eyes.

That is very clear, expressing the emotion of "do not want to leave home".

"..."

Elisa's eyes widened slightly when she met this gaze from the front, and met her sister's gaze that was very useless but not perplexed.

At that moment, she always felt... as if she had misunderstood something since she adopted this child.

However, she did not know what exactly was the misunderstanding.

Her lips opened, Elisa wanted to habitually refuse, but in the end, when she touched her sister's pure sight as when she first saw it... she was silent.

Then, before she knew it, Elisa nodded slightly.

From that moment on, there was another little Lao Lai who stayed behind closed doors in her house.

Indifferent, withdrawn, unsocial——

Sometimes even many strange things are done.

This is what Elisa said about her sister after she became an adult.

Frankly speaking, although every time I get home, I can get along with this outside and relax, but Elisa doesn't like her sister.

Although I can feel that my sister has been staying at home... with a very clear plan, but... the same evaluation, Elisa doesn't like such a sister very much.

She hates unmotivated children.

After that, although she agreed to let Elisa continue to live at home, Elisa did not provide this sister with the necessary supplies for her practice as before.

——You can stay at home, but if you want to change yourself, work hard.

However, what disappointed her was that it was not only that she didn't mention it, but even Elisa herself...never mentioned this matter about spiritual resources.

After moving into the house again, in Elisa's impression, what her sister does every day...seems to be exactly the same as when she was a minor.

Apart from waiting for her to go home after handling the affairs of the palace, she did nothing else every day.

Even sometimes Elisa thought, if this salted fish sister could take the initiative to ask her for some more training resources... Then it is not impossible to open the back door for her a little bit and prepare something...

At least that way, it would be much better than being left at home all day long.

However, nothing like this happened.

After this not-so-short time to get along with each other, Elisa also knows very well that it is even harder to ask a certain salted fish girl in the family to beg herself, from a certain perspective, than to build a "paradise".

--Disappointed.

How should I put it... Although I was hugged that night... It was indeed a bit unexpected for Elisa, and it slightly messed up her stitches.

But... After getting along, Elisa was just disappointed for the little sister in the family who didn't ask for improvement.

However, the times quickly changed.

After a while, Elisha suddenly became disappointed and she couldn't take care of it.

Because some accidents happened.

It’s not that it’s been built in a pattern and the environmental conditions are about to reach the "paradise" where all creatures except plants move into the settlement. An accident happened, but in many worlds outside the "paradise"... A group of very strange things appeared as a sign.

In layman's terms, there are several "gods" who are all entangled in black mist and are emotionally sensitive and crazy, like walking corpses controlled by an unknown sense of fear.