When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 886

At first she found it funny, but then Yong Ye showed a wry smile and rubbed her head a little harder. But Jibril took his hand off casually, and only smiled smugly at his hint.

"Hmph~ hygienic? The Flügel is the cleanest and most holy of all races, just a drop of saliva can purify the blood-sucking species~"

"There's nothing to be proud of, is it? I'm talking about behavior, not your soul."

Yongye feels like facing Jibril, a wayward and eccentric girl next door. If possible, he doesn't want to fight with Jibril, but speaking from his standpoint...

"Jibril, if we fight each other now, you..."

"Then don't hesitate to go there. The battlefield where life and death are fought and the soul is sharpened is the place that the Flügel and Lord Artosh yearn for the most. As a Flügel, you can't be merciful or be merciful."

Without waiting for Yong Ye to speak, Jibril interrupted him, saying so as a matter of course, and this is not a matter of individual will, but the collective will of the Flügel must be like this.

More than ten years ago, Azrael wanted to prevent the stubborn Jibril from challenging the dragon, which was almost suicidal in the eyes of others, because fighting might cause irreversible damage to Jibril, and might even kill her. Only she can defeat her, so I decided to give up trying to stop Jibril.

It's just...their creator happily asked her to fight, to fight each other within the race. From this point, we can find out why this race has become like this. Even if they don't want to fight their main god, Artosh will order them to fight go down.

Faced with Jibril's answer, Yong Ye was also helpless. He didn't know what to say, and fell into trouble again.

"Speaking of... what do you mean by saying this all of a sudden? Why did you bring up this issue?"

"this……"

Facing Jibril, who was floating in mid-air with her chin resting on her cheeks, waiting unhurriedly for her answer, Yong Ye couldn't answer this question well, but only answered with a wry smile.

"...No matter what the reason is, we really can't reach a consensus. Although you think so, but...I don't want to fight with you."

"Contempt? Think I'm not qualified?"

For this answer, Jibril naturally became angry and stared at Yong Ye.

"...Your reading comprehension ability is really perfect, how could I mean that?"

"otherwise?"

"Is it any wonder that you don't want to fight the people around you?"

"It's weird."

The members of the Flügel group are all young girls, but unfortunately they were created by the God of War after all, but they are all a little irritable. Fighting duels over trivial matters is not uncommon. Therefore, although Jibril knows the concept of Yongye, she is not very familiar with it. can understand.

She looked up at Yongye, staring into his eyes, but unexpectedly found that she didn't hate this kind of expression, which was easily regarded as cowardly among the Flügel.

And Yong Ye just patted her on the head with a helpless expression. Jibril helped him a lot, and if he wanted to say it... This behavior is really embarrassing for him now.

"...I personally don't like this kind of problem very much. Don't think about it for the time being. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. When the time comes, you will have a headache slowly."

"Is that so? Now may I ask an unrelated question?"

"What?"

"What is the relationship between you and Xin Ke Nilvalen, the octogenarian among the country bumpkins living in the forest?"

"...This contemptuous statement is really nostalgic..."

Jibril said it with disgust from the bottom of her heart, but this statement reminded Yongye of Xin Ke's attitude when he said that goblins were "multicellular organisms worse than fungi" many years ago, with the same contempt and disgust. Should it really be said that they are races that hate each other?

Seeing Yongye's self-centered reminiscence of the past, Jibril felt very unhappy for some reason, although she didn't know why or why, so she floated quietly to Yongye.

"...Leave aside what you miss, can't you tell me what kind of relationship you have?"

"No...not so much that it can't be said, it's better to say that it's not easy to say."

"It's okay, I can listen to you slowly."

"...it's not a matter of speed."

"what is that?"

Jibril asked with a very sweet smile, but the smile was sweet, but the gaze was terrifying.

"...To be concise, it is the child who lived with me for a while after you returned to the sky... Well, that's probably it?"

"I don't know why, but that forest bumpkin with long ears makes me feel very uncomfortable. Please wait a moment, I will go and eliminate the long ears that are in the way, and I will be back soon."

Just after Yong Ye finished speaking, the smiling Jibril's wings grew bigger and fully spread behind her, and the halo on her head also spun at a high speed. It was obvious that she was going to start long-distance space travel.

"Wait! Calm down! What are you going to do?!"

Just before Jibril was about to disappear, Yong Ye grabbed her hand.

Immediately afterwards... following the sound of glass shattering, Yong Ye and Jibril disappeared in place together, arriving at the blocked area of ​​space ability outside the elves' territory.

Just like that, Jibril took Yong Ye to sneak into the inner side of the elves' battle line, flying at supersonic speed in the direction of the elves' capital, no... to be precise, it should be flying at hypersonic speed.

What Yong Ye said undoubtedly couldn't be heard, because the speed was too fast, and the voice couldn't catch up at all, so Yong Ye in this weak stage could only hug Jibril's waist to ensure that he would not be thrown off by her.

Normal humans, if there is no protective measures for this kind of flight, even if Jibril uses the elves to isolate the heat barrier, they will die directly and cannot die anymore.

But even though Yong Ye is weak, he can still hold Jibril firmly, but if he accidentally lets go, he will definitely fly out, and now that words can't convey, he is also quite depressed, and he doesn't know how to stop the boiling point Pretty low Jibril.

But... actually Yong Ye didn't know that Jibril had already calmed down when she wanted to teleport through space, but... she found that this seemed to be very good.

Isn't that what skin to skin is all about? And Yong Ye would hug her without her taking the initiative, a perfect skin-to-skin kiss!

"Hey hey hey~~!"

Where Yong Ye couldn't see, Jibril's face was full of smug smiles, obviously she was quite proud of her behavior of killing two birds with one stone.

Yes, killing two birds with one stone, she felt that it was necessary for her to take a look at the woman who appeared behind her, as if taking advantage of the situation, but unfortunately...

When they arrived at the outskirts of the elves' new capital, Jibril did not find Xinke. Xinke's residence had already been vacated and replaced. It seemed that she had gone to the interior of the new capital, but Jibril was not so stupid as to rush Entering the well-defended capital of the elves, Yong Ye could only let Yong Ye hold her again and return through the space blockade.

Jibril's return without success made Yong Ye heave a sigh of relief, the wording and measures that he had thought of before could be put on hold temporarily, but Jibril looked very regretful, feeling a little sullen, pouted with a listless face.

Regarding the question from a while ago: people who would feel unacceptable if they died.

——Not before, but now. Yongye's answer made Jibril very anxious every time she thought about it, and felt extremely depressed for no reason.

She wondered if that person was Xinke, and at the same time she found herself feeling envious and jealous.

Eager to be embraced, to be held hands, to be touched and to be close, is precisely the biological instinct that longs for love and belonging, acceptance and trust.

I hope to experience and enjoy the safety and comfort brought by hugging and skin-to-skin contact without any worries. This is what everyone, even every intelligent life, and even animals yearn for.

In a general sense, the need for a sense of security and close attachment is something that life instincts pursue all their lives, just like a baby who has just started talking and its mother will cry if it is left for too long.

At the beginning of the design of the Flügel, there was no such emotion, but... just like the Ex-Machina can develop emotion, the Flügel itself also has this kind of emotion, and Azrael's situation with her is the most obvious , and she now also develops a need for security and a close attachment relationship.