When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 913

Ever since, it became Yong Ye holding Jibril, who had turned into a child again after using the Sky Strike, and returned to the village together under Xin Ke's dissatisfied gaze, ready to heal her injuries.

Because she rushed too far ahead, the seriously injured Jibril didn't even have the ability to move, so she could only be hugged by Yong Ye. She refused to be hugged by others, and she also lost her ability to move...

"You lifeless broken weapon, do you deserve to be called a weapon? Your life is so cheap that you were not killed when you were smashed into the ground with a stick by that mountain god~?"

Xin Ke glanced at the bruised but undead Jibril, and said so in astonishment.

"Hey~ woohoo~~ Long ears, cough... you don't have this kind of treatment, right? When you are envious, you should say envy, but... even if you envy me, I won't let you, ah ha ha ha cough, cough... "

Even at this time, Jibril, who was already seriously injured, still did not show weakness. She coughed up blood and cast spells on the side, so Xin Ke, who was not injured, cast a provocative look and responded to the opponent's words... It would be perfect if I didn't choke on blood at the end.

"Hmph~ who is like you, who has to rely on serious injuries to do this kind of thing? If I want, my brother can also give me a princess hug~!"

"Heh~ I've said it all, if you're envious, just be envious, no, you're not envious, you're just, ahem... just jealous!"

"Oh~ who do you think is jealous? I'm jealous of you? Jealous of a weapon~?"

Xin Ke squinted her eyes and looked at little Jibril with a terrifying smile. It seemed that she had really been hit.

The scene of the two fighting each other made Yong Ye, who had seen it countless times before, even though he was used to it, he still had some headaches. After arguing for so long, these two people have never stopped. Whenever they meet, the smell of gunpowder will be strong and choking. , I don't know what's going on with them, how can they be so noisy?

"Jibril, your blood is coughing up on me...but I'm almost used to it, but if there is no golden Dayan technique, I will definitely let you wash it for me, and Xinke, don't talk to her at this time ...Can't we all stop at this time? I really don't understand what you guys are arguing about..."

Although I really wanted to pat the heads of the two girls, but now that both hands are holding Jibril, Yong Ye has no way to free up his hands.

But just saying this simply, the effect seems to be quite good, Jibril simply closed her eyes and ignored Xinke, just rubbed her head on his chest twice, showing a relaxed expression.

And Xinke could clearly feel that Jibril was deliberately provoking her, and glared fiercely at Jibril who had closed her eyes, then lowered her head and bit her nails habitually, racking her brains to think.

Yong Ye, who is very familiar with Xinke, knows that she is probably thinking about how to let herself hug her in this way.

"Why are you two so old, but still so quarrelsome..."

Sighing, Yong Ye, who was really too lazy to say anything, probably felt that the two girls' biggest impression now was that they were like two children who didn't get along with each other suddenly came to his house.

Both parties are quite capable of making troubles, and they can change their ways of making troubles. Obviously, they have been together for more than two years, but there is no sign of getting better. Sure enough... Is this a matter of racial hatred?

Thinking in this way, Yong Ye gradually stepped into the settlement, and activated the space transfer in the marginal area, and entered his bedroom.

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Jibril, who was slowly being healed by the golden expansion technique, gradually recovered from her wounds with Yong Ye, but due to the great wear and tear, it would take some time before she turned back into a girl, so she simply took advantage of a child and lay on Yong Ye's lap On the ground, facing Xin Ke's murderous gaze, he smiled "Hey hey~" and tried to get away with it.

"Don't make trouble, you are not a real child, so you are not afraid of being laughed at?"

Yong Ye shook his head and smiled wryly, and stroked Jibril's hair casually. He was very clear that Jibril was not because of anything else, but simply wanted to annoy Xinke.

"You may not know that I am the youngest among the Flügel?"

The Flügel girl, Jibril, who was lying on his lap, puffed up her cheeks like a child to retort, because this posture was strangely suitable for her, and it was very like a child acting like a spoiled child, Yong Ye's face couldn't help His chest twitched slightly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"My lord, in the face of this kind of guy who is not normal and likes to pretend to be young, just throw it out. If you are not suitable to do it because of your feelings, then leave it to me! I will be happy to help you~ !"

"Who is pretending to be young? What qualifications do you, a guy over a hundred years old, have to say about me? Calculated according to the age of the Flügel, I am well-deservedly young, because it is almost eternal compared to the lifespan of human beings, I can be regarded as infinitely small, And compared to the human life expectancy, you are an old woman who is more than ten years old~"

Xin Ke and Jibril, the eyes of the two sparked in the air, but Yong Ye showed a lack of interest.

"...Forget it, don't quarrel with such insignificant things. Compared with this, we should think about the future."

"...Since my brother said so, let's take advantage of this incombustible garbage for the time being~"

Although unwilling, Xin Ke still nodded reluctantly, choosing to ignore Jibril, and Jibril basically had the same attitude.

In fact, they all knew the camp of God of War Artosh, and it wasn't that they didn't notice their movements, they just noticed and didn't care, and even waited happily for the long-lost challenger to appear, expecting to fight and die.

Regarding this point, after Jibril explained the wish of the God of War, it was basically predictable.

The god of war who lives too long, lives too boring, and only wants to fight, will be like a villain who is doomed to fail, and will turn a blind eye to his secret... or half-righteous layout Eye.

"...No, think about it carefully, rather than saying that God of War is like a villain, why not say that I am more like a villain?"

Seriously examining his behavior, Yong Ye found that compared to the moldy god of war who was idle in the sky, who was constantly making moves behind his back, he was more like a villain who was destined to fail and be defeated by justice.

Regardless of the means or the style of his actions, none of them behaved decently, and all he used were shady means.

"...Sure enough, the bad guy should be me, so could the loser also be..."

"No, my brother cannot be a loser~ I will let my brother win, for sure."

"Then I will lend you a good word, thank you...Xin Ke."

"No, no, brother, you don't need to thank me. This is a world that is meaninglessly trapped in an endless cycle of destruction and being destroyed. Of course, it will be more interesting and enjoyable to join in and become a destroyer in this kind of world. Are you happy~?"

After saying this, Xin Ke lowered his head again, showing a self-deprecating smile.

"It's like my elder brother can't escape my fate, and I don't know when I can't do without my elder brother. I have no choice but to help..."

"That... If you really don't want to do this kind of thing, I..."

Seeing this uncomfortable self-deprecating smile, Yong Ye hesitated to say something, but before she finished speaking, Xin Ke spoke first.

"Don't say anything to make me quit, it's impossible to quit now~"

"I know too...just, you..."

"Hmph~ Since I feel ashamed, why don't I give some real rewards~? I'll be very happy then~~"

"Substantial...money?"

"My lord brother...how can you be so vulgar? And in this world, apart from the inside of the clan, does money have any meaning?"

"...Sorry, I'm just being so vulgar."

As soon as he talked about the substantive things, Yong Ye immediately thought of money, and he turned his head in embarrassment after being complained about by Xin Ke. But there is no way, right? After all, things like money... are indeed the most practical in the ordinary world.

"Since Brother-sama himself agrees, then——I want to be the same as this thing~!"

At this moment when Yong Ye was depressed, Xin Ke pointed at Jibril who was lying on Yong Ye's lap, and changed the nature of her smile in an instant, as if the plot had succeeded, and she smiled brightly.

"...Are you trying to trick me?"

"Oh, that's what you said~ Is your lord brother not going to keep his promise~?"

"...No, I just think...you are so old, that kind of action is strange, right?"

Faced with such a small calculation, Yongye simply admitted that he was defeated, but compared it with the little Jibril who was lying on her lap and seemed to fall asleep due to exhaustion, so compared with Xinke's... quite predictable It's hard to imagine Xinke's body lying on his lap like little Jibril's.

"It doesn't matter, a similar behavior is fine, I don't force you to lie on your lap~"