My Archangel

This time, Elisa did not try to stop Qiaowen.

Rather, she is now covered with a strong sense of exhaustion, and she is quite reluctant to maintain her consciousness, and she does not have the leeway to drive away the brown sugar in front of her.

The eyes flickered slightly, and Qiao Wen's face was reflected in the pupils that had become a little muddy, and she just stared at Qiao Wen quietly.

Immediately, a helpless expression appeared on her pale cheeks, and after a small sigh, Erisa took the initiative to relax her strength.

do not care…

This idiot-like human being still doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

Really, it doesn't matter.

With these last thoughts before falling into deep sleep, Elisa actively leaned in the direction of Qiao Wen for the first time.

First, the forehead touched Qiao Wen's forehead, and then the weight of the whole body was also suppressed.

Of course, it also includes the dark matter entangled around her.

"Wait? Elisa-sama? Don't be so fast, I'm not mentally prepared to get in touch with all these things...hiss——?!"

Then, Qiao Wen, who was still tentatively touching the dark matter with his fingers, fell down with a plop.

The black mist was lingering, and the chest was firmly suppressed by the archangel who had begun to dormant to resist erosion. The almost condensed dark matter began to spread from the parts where the two of them had physical contact, and then wrapped around Qiao Wen's whole body.

Heavy and painful!Tingling, severe pain!Pain... At the moment when Qiao Wen was caught off guard by the dark matter riding his face beside the archangel, a touch that was so painful that it was almost hard to breathe quickly spread throughout his body——

Patter.

With his right cheek stuck to the cold floor, Qiao Wen, who was overwhelmed by the archangel who had already fallen asleep, looked at the "ceiling" close at hand for a moment, and realized that he was still alive for the time being.

However, the body seems to be under general anesthesia.

Entangled by the dark matter that was several times denser, he now has no consciousness and can't move.

'It seems... you still have to let your body adapt to this intense pain that is more intense than before.'

Realizing this, Qiao Wen didn't say a word, and just lay on the ground quietly, waiting for his body to regain its ability to move.

"Mr. Qiaowen——??"

Seeing Qiao Wen suddenly fall to the ground, Heli's face changed slightly not far away, who was quite afraid of the black mist.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I'm okay now, the ground is very cool...Probably, when I get used to these enhanced things, I can take Elisa-sama to a safer place just like before."

He moved his lips. Although it was obvious that the tolerance of the protection was approaching the critical value, at this moment, Vina's protection was still in effect.

Except for simple pain, Qiao Wen has not been corroded by dark matter.

He slowed his breathing, closed his mouth after speaking to prevent the black mist from spreading in, and bit his tongue from time to time to stay awake.

Time began to pass.

While trying to get used to the pain and numbness that swept the whole body like this, Qiao Wen raised his right hand with some difficulty, and cast his eyes on the forearm of his right hand, trying to distract himself from the pain.

At this moment, on Qiao Wen's right forearm, there was a very obvious scar remaining.

This scar, which has been healed for a long time, looked like it had been severely cut by some kind of sharp weapon.

How to put it, it is precisely because of this scar that Qiao Wen was able to figure out a way to save Elisa in such a short period of time...

"However, it feels a little strange since just now..."

Due to the severe pain and the weight of the archangel, his whole body was numb and he was lying on the ground. At this time, Qiao Wen was not only on his right cheek, but also his ears on the right cheek on the cold ground.

In such a strange posture, plus whether it was Elisa who had fallen asleep on Qiao Wen with an inexplicable relaxed expression, or Heli, who was not far away, made no sound. At this time, the entire passage The silence in the middle.

And it was in this silence that Qiao Wen heard a strange sound.

, , ...

It sounded like the faint movement of a certain kind of drum that was constantly beating in the distance, passing through the floor to Qiao Wen's ear bit by bit.

'No...Although it sounds like it, it's not a drum sound, but more like the sound of a big heart beating...'

I don't know if it was because I heard the heartbeat sound against Vina's chest not long ago. Qiao Wen quickly linked these two phenomena together and realized this.

——Under the ground... Is there any living thing buried...?

"Mr. Little Sheep...you are lying on the ground with this angel like this...what are you doing?"

His eyes widened slightly. Just as this thought emerged in Qiao Wen's mind, a woman's voice that sounded extremely cold suddenly came out of the corner behind him, completely interrupting his thoughts.

"...?"

As soon as he heard this sound, the expression on Qiao Wen's face suddenly solidified.

Because he had just come into contact with the source of this female voice, he is now too familiar with this voice.

Camilla...

This guy, isn't it gone just now...?

"No? Is she still alive after eating such a big glowing wing from the front?"

At this moment, realizing that he was faintly accustomed to the severe pain spreading on his body, and his body regained the ability to move a little, Qiao Wen quickly struggled with some difficulty.

"……grass."

He turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction of the woman's voice.

Then, as Camilla's frosty face came into view, the last trace of luck in his heart was shattered.

Although I don't know why, Camilla, who was stunned when he saw the archangel open his wings, was not wiped out. Instead, he appeared next to Qiao Wen again.

Although all the gorgeous clothes all over her body had been damaged to a considerable extent, and her face and hair looked ashamed... but she was still alive.

"Mr. Qiaowen... Hurry up and move!"

When Heli's rather flustered voice came from behind, Qiao Wen had also climbed up from the ground carrying the sleeping archangel.

"You can't escape... this time, you absolutely... can't escape..."

The whisper-like voice leaked from Camilla's mouth, and when Qiao Wen turned around to regain the distance between the two sides, she slowly raised a hand.

The weak divine power factor encircled the fingertips, and she just pointed at Qiao Wen at a distance of several meters.

Afterwards, Qiao Wen's movements slowed down in vain, only feeling that the surrounding space seemed to be freezing.