When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Yong Ye looked down at his innocent index finger while muttering something similar to a complaint.

However, since this time it was probably a counterattack against the sanctions, he didn't do anything, just wiped the crystal liquid from his index finger with the hem of his clothes, which was said to be able to purify the blood-sucking species with a single drop, as well as his own blood.

"What are you talking about? Could it be that I'm a filthy beast of the Orc race?"

Jibril, who had a good ear, opened her mouth slightly to Yong Ye, revealing her silver teeth, and once again showed a perfect smile like an angel.

"...No, I said you were an angel."

"What did I hear earlier?"

"...Did you hear it wrong?"

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yong Ye naturally wouldn't admit to this kind of thing, and once again immersed himself in depicting the curse. Jibril still wanted to ask about the details of the curse, but before she could ask, Yong Ye spoke first without looking back.

"I know you're curious, I'll explain it later, but before that, help me clear the scene, no matter who comes over, block it all, just use the elves at this time, it doesn't matter if you reveal your identity, be careful not to kill people, um... Because I need help."

In order to avoid Jibril's actions being insignificant, Yong Ye thought for a while, and then added an explanation by the way.

"Okay, I know..."

Jibril, who was still about to say something, had a dull expression on her face, and responded with no interest, then turned around and disappeared into the void, moving through space and disappearing in place.

Jibril disappeared from Yongye's side, and appeared in the center of the square outside. Jibril looked down at the square without a single figure, and finally turned her eyes to the end of the path, Yongye in the dark corner.

"Still so serious... But why are you always so serious?"

To be honest, Jibril doesn't really understand why Yong Ye is always so serious, seems to be a little too serious, and seems to be tense when it can be relaxed, as if... There is a time bomb that may explode at any time?

The problem is that no matter what kind of bomb, it can't kill a creature similar to the gods, right?

Jibril couldn't understand, she was very curious, but after research, she didn't find any results. She couldn't understand why. In the end, she looked bored at this high place, her eyes were slightly narrowed with her hands on her cheeks. Once again, he observed Eternal Night as usual.

The line of sight from the high side, Yong Ye, who was drawing the curse, was very familiar with it, so he was very familiar with it and ignored it.

Jibril's question, why is he serious? It's actually quite simple...he does have something like a ticking time bomb buried next to him.

No matter how long you stay in a certain world, no matter how beautiful and how long you dream... those dreams are meaningless after all, dreams will always wake up, and what you need to face after waking up will be reality.

Everyone's reality is different, his reality is a little different, his reality is that no matter how he runs away, no matter how much he resists, he can't get rid of it... the shackles of fate.

The chance to break the shackles of fate and regain freedom seems to be right in front of you, in the depths of this planet.

Although he didn't know whether he had the right to be free, he felt that at least he had to accomplish everything entrusted to him, and this required freedom.

Then... is the time to end this never-ending night with no tomorrow, no hope, no future, and make a break with that "God".

"...it won't be long..."

Shaking his head and throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yong Ye sighed softly, and gave himself the psychological hint that everything would end soon, as usual, and then devoted himself to the work of incantation again.

The description of the incantation is relatively long, but fortunately, there are no elf fluctuations, and it will not attract any other attention. It's just... Jibril is allowed to float in the air unscrupulously, but it is like swimming in the elf. As Ye said, he doesn't care about the use of elves at all.

This made Huobi, who had no sleep, quickly discovered the abnormality, ran out quickly, and noticed that she had spread her wings and let the proof of the Flügel, the geometric halo appear.

"...question...what are you doing? Rick said...in this settlement, try not to reveal your identity as much as possible."

Hubby raised his head, looked at Jibril in the high place, and discouraged her.

"What?... Just a puppet and a human, still want to order me?"

Half-squinting, Jibril looked down at the girl below, and there was a cold murderous intent in her amber eyes.

Don't look at Yong Ye's peaceful coexistence with Jibril, but Yong Ye didn't get along well with her at first, and many things happened during that time.

Jibril can only get along with people she recognizes. She is actually not an easy-going person, and she is very bloody. She will not yield to the upper race, and like other races, she despises the lower race.

"...not...just a reminder..."

Knowing that the strength of the two sides was poor, and the rebelliousness of the other side, Huobi didn't say anything too radical, but just defended it for a while, and after thinking about it, he considered a way to restrain Jibril.

Bowing his head to conceive a plan, Hubby quickly thought of the aspects that could be used against Jibril.

"...Mr. Yong Ye also...he wouldn't think..."

"Mr. Yong Ye has agreed to free activities~~ No, no..."

Before Hubby could finish speaking, Jibril interrupted her with a smile, but...she was suddenly stunned. She thought about it seriously, and found a problem at this time that she hadn't noticed before.

"...Speaking of which, why should I listen to Mr. Yong Ye?"

"...not obedience...but respect..."

"respect?"

"...Because of interest?"

"What? So ambiguous."

Hubby described herself in uncertain language, obviously because she was not sure, which naturally caused Jibril to be a little dissatisfied.

"...like Hubby is...interested in Rick's eyes..."

"Oh~ I understand now, lurking beside you and looking for a chance to dig your eyes? It's the same as we decapitate the creatures we are interested in and collect the heads."

Well, Jibril didn't understand what Hubby meant at all.

"---no."

Hubby said so forcefully, staring at Jibril with an angry expression on her face, even Jibril's Flügel expressed her protest.

"...Hubby, wouldn't do that kind of thing...Hubby wouldn't hurt Rick...Absolutely..."

"Interested but don't want to collect?"

Jibril wasn't annoyed either, but she was gradually aroused and asked curiously.

"No... Correct, I like... Hubby likes Rick."

"s eyes?"

"...not just...all..."

Hubby nodded vigorously, emphasizing his tone.

"It's obviously a machine, but it's talking about liking? ... I've always wanted to ask, do you really know what liking is? Well, the kind of liking that excludes objective ideas and purely subjective concepts."

Perhaps it was because she was interested in these mechanical words. Just like the objective of interrogating Hubby in the middle of the night and asking about her relationship, Jibril was once again interested in Hubby herself.