Well, Jibril still agreed.

Anyway, no one else knows. There are only two people in this wasteland. When the time comes to kill this daring guy who dares to beat her, no one will know? In this way, the previous series of shame has also been washed away. Isn't this killing more than one stone with one stone?

With such a plan, Jibril, who was going to steal the knowledge first, turned her back and snickered with a little devilish smile on her face.

next moment……

Snapped!

"It hurts! ... You, you bastard!"

Jibril clutched the back of her head that had been photographed, and turned to look at the man behind her with tears in her eyes, forgetting even the honorific.

"—I agreed, but you hit me again?!"

"Ah... I felt the malice radiating from you, and the laugh was too ugly. I couldn't hold it back, and I shot it instinctively."

Without the slightest guilt, Yong Ye just felt that he had done something quite normal, and continued to move forward without thinking, looking for something valuable.

Jibril behind her was dumbfounded at first, but in this situation where the enemy is strong and I am weak, she could only choose to endure the humiliation for some unknown number of times today, and curse the eternal night with her head down.

Yong Ye has superhuman hearing, and heard Jibril's curse on him very clearly, but he didn't care. Instead, he somehow missed the past. There was such a history of being forcibly hired by Chi Tong and Hei Tong. , and the two sisters also cursed him so much at the time, after all, the situation was more complicated at the time...

He didn't remember how old Chi Tong and Hei Tong were at the time, but he was full of nostalgia.

Thinking back to the distant past, Yong Ye couldn't help but feel nostalgic, and couldn't help but feel a little missed because of similar scenes, so he kindly put his hand on Jibril's head and stroked it, sweeping away the stains on her head. of black ash.

"What, what?"

The sudden change in attitude made Jibril, who was used to Yong Ye's rough treatment, shuddered and wondered if Yong Ye had some conspiracy.

"...what are you doing?"

"I just wanted to ask what do you want to do?"

"I just take care of children in general, what? Is there a problem?"

"..."

Without speaking, Jibril just stared at Yong Ye with a distrustful gaze that was inexplicably creepy.

"...Forget it, let's go, don't squat here."

Thinking about it carefully, Yong Ye felt that her life was really full of stains, and it was not easy to justify it, so she simply gave up her words and planned to take her to find some more food.

Frankly speaking, Yong Ye's stomach is already hungry now. After all, it is roughly estimated that more than 18 hours have passed since his last meal. Although a person like him should not starve to death, the feeling of hunger still exists, so he I haven't tried whether I will starve to death, and I don't have the kind of interest to try.

With enough vigilance, Jibril followed him obediently, but she didn't understand what he was doing along the way. After wandering around this barren land for a while, she finally couldn't help asking.

"What are you doing, aimless? Didn't you find the clothes?"

"Looking for something to eat, I'm hungry."

"So that's it, looking for food? Then..."

As if thinking of something interesting, Jibril had a perfect angelic smile on her face, and slightly flapped the pair of small wings behind her back.

"As long as you call me Lord Jibril, I'll tell you where the food is."

"……are you kidding me?"

Yong Ye glanced up and down at Jibril, who was dressed like a beggar, and held it back for a long time before saying something.

"I'm serious."

"Don't make trouble, this is a big issue of life and death. Have you heard that people take food as their heaven?"

"No, please call me Jibril-sama."

As if there was no room for negotiation, Jibril repeated her previous words firmly.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, I've always been very serious."

"Okay, then..."

With a sigh as if giving up, Yongye crouched down so that his eyes were parallel to Jibril.

Perhaps thinking that Yong Ye was about to give in, Jibril's smile became even brighter, and she had a smug look.

And Yong Ye looked at this smiling young girl, but felt angry and funny, just like the plan, grabbed her pink cheeks with both hands and pulled them to both sides.

"You, you wow! You bastard!"

"I didn't want to do this at first. You forced me to do it. I asked if you were serious... Why can you be so serious and arrogant? You are obviously a little brat with no hair. Are all the children in this world the same as you?"

Regardless of Jibril's struggles, Yongye punished the arrogant young girl with a helpless face, hoping to teach others to be kind, but Jibril was unexpectedly stubborn in this regard, or because she felt bullied, so Unyielding?

That's it... Three minutes later, the state still continued, but Yong Ye was almost tired of it.

"...It's almost time to give in? I don't like being told that I bully children, and I also like to convince people with virtue. Can't you just lead the way honestly?"

"Humph!"

Without answering, Jibril, who kept her face pulled, just hummed disdainfully in a nasal voice, and if... ignoring the tears in the corners of her eyes, she would have a rather strong and unyielding feeling.

In fact, it is impossible for Jibril to have tears in this situation, but the young version of her doesn't know why her lacrimal glands have developed so much, it seems that she has really returned to her childhood.

"I told you..."

Seeing the tears on Jibril's clothes, Yong Ye felt even more bullying a child, but after all, if Jibril didn't want him to call her an adult, he wouldn't bully a child himself...

Very headache, very helpless, as expected, he is not good at children... Although he does not know, Jibril is not a child at all.

In the end, Yong Ye asked Jibril to speak, and took him to the elf seed warehouse stored underground, which contained a large number of fruits, vegetables, and techniques for preserving food, which could prevent food from being damaged. That was Jibril. Go forward to the place you found from the sky.

After tossing for so long, it was almost dawn, and when the night passed, the red moon sank on the other side of the horizon.

When the day came, the protection of the moon disappeared, and Yong Ye's body became much weaker.

Bah!

The holy sword slipped from his hand and plunged into the ground.

"...??"

Jibril looked at Yong Ye suspiciously, but Yong Ye just leaned back against the stone pillar and shook her head with the holy sword in her hand, indicating that she didn't care.