In the end, she said triumphantly, and finally talked for a long time about the greatness of the Flügel, as well as the "kindness" and the power of the main **** of war Artosh, Jibril looked at Yongye who was reading with a book in her hand, and hoped that from He gained knowledge of other worlds there.

"...I personally know a lot, what do you want to know?"

"Let's start with yourself, right? Ah, of course, I'm more concerned about magic."

"...Magic? It's okay to tell you something, but the problem is that you didn't tell me about your side. I'll just talk about the power system, which is not good?"

Still looking at the books left by the elves, Yong Ye started bargaining with the young girl in front of him without raising his head.

"I see what you mean, do you want to know about Flügel's magic? Yes."

"...Is it so easy to agree?"

"Anyway, you don't have a circuit connecting the elf corridor, even knowing it is meaningless."

Jibril's confident words made Yong Ye feel a little depressed, but she didn't refute anything, and simply told Jibril the most basic magic.

And on the other hand... Jibril also told him some of the most basic magic of the Flügel.

Two people with half bodies and tattered clothes, when they exchanged knowledge with each other, they could get along with each other unexpectedly, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious, but... in this abandoned city, it was inexplicably like a beggar's industry exchange.

"...By the way, don't you change your tattered clothes?"

Looking at my own situation, I also noticed that the clothes of the young **** the opposite side were not only one size larger, but they were completely worn out and worn out, so Yong Ye kindly reminded her.

However, this young girl Jibril probably didn't know the difference between men and women because she didn't have sexual enlightenment or anything. Instead, he asked with a smile.

"We Flügel won't care about this kind of thing, it's better to say, don't you plan to change it yourself?"

"...If I can change it, can you tell me where there are humans around here? I want to see the ecology of humans here and find a piece of clothing by the way."

He didn't really want the clothes surrounded by ashes outside the library. Anyway, he didn't need clothes urgently now, so if he could, Yong Ye would like to have normal clothes, and by the way, he also wanted to find human beings.

"Human's lair? Um... I don't know, although I know a lot of things, but I haven't had time to care about that kind of thing."

After thinking about it carefully, Jibril simply shrugged, saying that she didn't know anything about this kind of thing, or... basically, few races would remember that kind of thing.

Just like normal people would not search for and record animal dens, except for zoologists who have nothing to do when they are full, or Ex-Machinas that have a database, and if they find it, it will be recorded and stored in the database.

Chapter 3 The Hope of Escaping the Endless Reincarnation

"...The lair? Although I know that humans are miserable, the concept of this lair is really difficult to adapt to..."

Listening to Jibril's remarks, Yong Ye couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile. He immediately put down the book in his hand and prepared to search this waste city. At the same time, he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​finding someone and planned to go and see the waste city. Are there any clothes to change?

He was habitually planning to lift Jibril's back collar, and wanted to take her and change one, but unexpectedly, he accidentally lifted the young girl's tattered clothes, and People stayed where they were.

"…"

Looking at the young Flügel girl with a naked upper body, Yong Ye was a little speechless in this situation, but Jibril didn't feel any shyness, but still looked at him with the same curious expression as before. , as if watching his every move.

It was precisely this innocent and curious look like a child's that made Yong Ye inexplicably feel that he was molesting a young girl. After being stunned for a while, he immediately put the rag in his hand back again, and covered his face with one hand. walked ahead.

"...I'm looking for clothes, so you can also come and find a piece of clothes to change. It's weird to be facing the half-naked girl all the time."

"Mr. Yong Ye, did you enter the estrus state of human beings?"

Jibril followed Yong Ye with an innocent smile and full of curiosity, but the question she asked made Yong Ye stunned, and then she slapped her on the head very smoothly. superior.

"--pain!"

"…Can I beat you?"

"You've hit!"

Jibril glared at Yong Ye fiercely, looking like she was going to eat people.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

"I can't feel any sincerity at all!"

Jibril swore in her heart that after five years of recovery, she would definitely reward this human with a natural blow.

"...Then you should review your own words first? Shouldn't you educate a child when he is in heat and not in heat? And please restrain the maliciousness in your heart, I will do it accidentally."

Without any remorse or apology, Yong Ye simply grabbed Jibril's hand and dragged her out of the library, intending to change her clothes. It was always vaguely visible, and he was basically seen by him.

Although he didn't think anyone else would appear, it was definitely not his preference to meet half-heartedly, especially when the other party was still a young girl.

Yong Ye didn't ask, Jibril didn't say, in a waste city where no one could figure out which race it was, Yong Ye took the young girl to search for something that could be used in the city where the black and ashes were scattered.

He didn't want the clothes in the circle outside the library, because he wanted normal clothes, and he didn't really want to do the laundry. If possible, he wanted Jibril to do the laundry.

Although it was obvious from Jibril's appearance that Jibril would definitely not be able to do laundry, it didn't matter. He believed that few people could be worse than him in housework. As for whether Jibril wants to help him or not, this is not within his scope of consideration. He believes that Jibril will accept employment for knowledge.

Hmm... Yong Ye feels that he is really quite experienced when it comes to employing child labor.

While thinking about it in his heart, Yong Ye rummaged through the abandoned and collapsed house to find the clothes. There are men and women, but the genders can be clearly distinguished, but...

"...Where are the women's clothes? Why are they all **** lingerie?"

Picking up a set of standard three-point underwear, Yong Ye felt very depressed. He wondered if there was something wrong with the aborigines in this family. Why did he like so many three-point clothes?

On the other hand, Jibril didn't care, she just looked like she was used to it and didn't say anything.

There are not many surviving buildings in this abandoned city, and there are even fewer to find, but there are things like chest wraps. Although... it still feels weird, but it is better than three-point **** underwear.

"Come on, wash these."

Selecting a few pieces that should not have been worn, Yong Ye simply threw them to the young girl who was always lacking in interest behind him.

"...what are you talking about?"

Jibril, who subconsciously caught the clothes, looked in disbelief. Someone asked her to do the laundry?

"As a reward, I can tell you more about other worlds, um... In fact, I am a space traveler, and I have traveled to many worlds. Among them, there are those who do not have magic to develop technology, some of which are similar to the world of goblin species you mentioned. , how is it? Is there a deal?"

"…"

Jibril froze at the reward Yong Ye offered.

At four hundred years old, although she is the last individual in the Flügel, she feels that life is quite boring, and unilaterally ravaging the enemy is so boring, it is nothing like pouring water into an ant hole and waiting for a play Differences, and strong enemies are not so easy to challenge, interesting information is naturally attractive to her.

But... the Flügel, who is called the pioneer of the gods, goes to the laundry, isn't it too cheap?

"--make a deal!"