"No! Nothing!"

"...It's pointless to lie, how about being honest?"

"Trust me!"

Jibril tried her best to widen her eyes, staring at Yongye in front of her.

"The ghosts believe you. If such a young child is not educated, what will he do when he grows up?"

The excuse was useless, Yong Ye gave Jibril's protest a lesson as usual, this little girl who wanted to fly when she grew wings.

After a while of commotion, the library did not take long to return to tranquility. During the day, the two sides exchanged common sense of the world while reading books as usual.

In the abandoned capital, Yong Ye has been staying here for a year without knowing it, and there is an endless war going on outside, but in the abandoned capital it is as peaceful as ever.

Although there are occasionally wandering orcs and goblin bandits, and low-intelligence demons that are only half-smart beasts than animals, Yongye directly kills them when they can't communicate, except for Other than that, no other creatures were encountered.

During this period, Yongye had fully recovered, while Jibril had only recovered one-fifth of it. As I said before, if she did not enter the repair room, it would take fifty years for her to recover completely by natural repair.

For a year, Jibril didn't return to the Flügel's territory, and on the back of the giant fantasy species "Abont Heim" floating in the sky, it can be described as a veritable sky city.

However, this is no one, because for the near-eternal Flügel, a year is nothing at all.

During this year, life has not been so peaceful as it has been... unprecedented peace? At least for Jibril, although she would be bullied by Yongye on the spot if she occasionally showed murderous intent or thought of revenge in the future, she felt that she was almost completely used to it now, and she was used to it. Life.

Taking care of the sloppy housekeeping waste in daily life, and arranging the empty library like her room, Jibril felt that she had forgotten her original purpose. She was just reading books and handling housework. There are so many books in the collection that I haven't read them in a year.

In the forest spirit's library, Yong Ye and Jibril looked at the forest spirit's books as usual, but Yong Ye suddenly thought of something and put his hand on Jibril's head.

"By the way, Jibril, which race is the best at using magic? Is it the first **** species?"

"No, the existence of the gods is itself a kind of magic or a more advanced law? Generally known as the best at using magic, it should be the seventh forest elves, and the sixth and higher races themselves may also be regarded as rules. , not living things but 'life', and..."

When Yong Ye habitually put her hand on her head, Jibril also habitually tore off Yong Ye's hand after she answered and looked up at Yong Ye who was sitting beside her.

"...Can you please explain why you keep touching my head?"

"Ah, is this a problem? The height is just right, doesn't it feel good? If you have to use a metaphor, it's like touching the armrest?"

Yong Ye gestured casually, and the head of the young girl sitting beside her was just in a place where you could easily touch it, or... just put it on it?

"...Take me as a handrail? Mr. Yong Ye is really... eh? Speaking of which, Mr. Yong Ye shouldn't be considered a human in terms of classification, right?"

Just wanted to get angry, but when she was half angry, Jibril was attracted by another question. After more than a year of confusion, she finally thought of this question again, thinking about what kind of creature Yongye is, and...

"Speaking of which, you haven't said it for so long. What were you doing before? Well... I asked what you were doing in another world before?"

Jibril, who was suddenly interested in this kind of thing, put her hands on Yongye's thighs and leaned her upper body with interest to stare at Yongye at close range, as if she wanted to study him thoroughly.

She has known each other for a year. Although she has heard Yong Ye say a lot about other worlds, she has never heard Yong Ye say anything about himself, so she is very curious about Yong Ye's experience and is very puzzled by Yong Ye's frequent travels. time and space reasons.

"Well... I've been through a lot of all kinds of messy things, right? It's too long to describe in words, so I won't say it."

"It doesn't matter, I have time, so please elaborate!"

Little Jibril stared at Yong Ye with wide eyes, her maddening curiosity made her heart itch, her eyes seemed to be looking at something interesting.

However... Yong Ye lived up to her expectations, turned her head to look elsewhere, and led the topic elsewhere.

"...Did you just say that the elves are the best at magic? Hmm~ I haven't seen the elves until now, I have to go and see them."

"You can't use the magic of this world, why do you think so much about this kind of thing? Compared to this..."

Relying on the advantage of her figure, Jibril, who was already familiar with Yongye, simply sat on Yongye's lap facing him, her little wings flapped unconsciously behind her, and solemnly fixed his face with two little hands, letting him He looked down at himself.

"Please don't get off topic! I'm curious!"

Jibril's face was unexpectedly close, and the strange intimidation in her eyes obviously did not allow Yong Ye to answer perfunctorily, but Yong Ye was not intimidated by her momentum, but seemed helpless.

"Aren't you also curious about the spells of the elves? What are you curious about about me?"

"The elves' spells are almost the same, so I'm more curious about you!...Life in another world! Battles in the doomsday!"

The young girl stood up slightly and leaned forward, almost kissing her, forcing Yong Ye's body to lean back, completely turning into a curious baby.

Her tightly pursed lips, her hand gripping the skirt tightly, and the gaze that was glaring at people, just by looking at her aura, ordinary people would probably have followed her, although the little wings flapping unconsciously behind her had faded away. That feeling.

But there is no doubt that the world described by Yong Ye, and the experience of Yong Ye in those worlds, completely detonated the curiosity of this little Flügel, staring at him with wide eyes.

"It's not as passionate as you think, and most of it is just some bad things."

As if to shake off the bitter memory, Yong Ye put his hands around Jibril's armpits with a false smile and lifted her up high.

"I heard that most children like to hold high, how about it? Is it fun?"

"Not fun at all! I'm not a kid, hurry up—let me down!"

Jibril, who was clearly seen and had nothing to do with her body, was stunned for a moment, and then she flapped her wings desperately with a sense of shame, and threw her bows to Yong Ye's face, causing all the white feathers to shake off. Little, there are more white feathers on Yongye's head.

...At the beginning of the past, he once had a dream and wanted to interpret the story of heroes and brave men in fairy tales, but unfortunately he was frustrated in reality and fell into a never-ending nightmare...

And he wants to end this never-ending dream, whether it is mental, dream, or reality.

One day, on the hillside in the abandoned capital.

The black ash is still scattered in the sky, while Yong Ye is sitting on the ground holding the book and reading the contents. Since the black ash does not respond to inanimate things, the book is not damaged. He just needs to brush away the black ash that gets in the way. Experience the pleasure of reading outdoors.

He was looking at the magic book of the elves. Although he doesn't have an elf corridor now, he has a solution, so he has been studying the magic formulas of the elves.

After so long, he has also figured out what the elf corridor is. The elf corridor is just a general term. It is equivalent to a circuit and can accommodate a large number of elves. For example, in the body of Flügel, the elf corridors are mostly gathered on the wings, so the wings are very sensitive.

There are elf corridors on this planet, and the gods were born from the elf corridors of the planet. Most of the creatures here also have elf corridors, while humans and animals only have a small amount of elves in their bodies.

"Are you here again? It's almost time for dinner?"

Jibril waved her small wings, flew up from below and landed not far away, holding the fruit she brought back from the warehouse in her hand, and walked towards this side, her mouth was still muttering.

"...It's too arrogant for me to bring the food in person."

After Yong Ye noticed her existence, he simply closed the book and looked up at her.

"Ok…?"

"Why, why are you looking at me like that?"

And staring at it forever, because she was often educated in the past, Jibril took a step back subconsciously and asked questions carefully.

"No...nothing, it just feels a little weird."