The Missionary of the Second Dimension

".ˇThe world is finally coming to an end."

Zhai Nan looked around the quiet room and sighed quietly.

The sun was obscured by thick dark clouds, and the light in the room seemed a little dim.

In addition, the girl lying on the bed breathed evenly, looking a little tired and satisfied.

Even her body couldn't withstand Zhai Nan's torture, she was really tired.

"Next, let's see you again in a month, and don't forget to wait for me in vain."

Afterwards, Zhai Nan stood by the bed, bent down and kissed Pest's beautiful side face.

Then, quietly leave the room.

At the moment of watching at the door, Pester's cheeks flushed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally he could only let out a soft moan, and buried his face deeply in the bed.

When he went downstairs (Demo Zhao), Qisara, Esther, and Leticia were already waiting in the hall.

"Do you leave without saying hello to the others?" Leticia asked.

"No need, I've finished what I needed to say yesterday, and this thing is the only gift I can leave to you after I leave." Zhai Nan smiled helplessly, and then walked to Esther and Qisha. pull the side.

"Then we'll see you in a month."

A white light shines from Zhai Nan's body, and the moment before his figure disappears, what he sees is Leticia bowing to them farewell.

After that, the three disappeared, and the hall fell into silence.

At this time, Leticia also opened the gift Zhai Nan gave them out of curiosity.

See the "Rising Sun and Maiden" banner lying quietly inside. .

After Chapter 1 Comeback

"Finally home."

Bright sky, brilliant sunshine, fresh and familiar air.

The town is still as quiet as usual, but because of a large hole in the forest due to changes in the earth's crust, the hardworking and simple villagers have a new place to spend their boring time.

Children may be able to find some weird things when they explore there.

"It's as if you have suffered some grievances, what's the matter? My dear master?"

When Zhai Nan uttered the first sigh of returning, a laughing voice came from beside him.

With long white hair lazily falling on the mahogany seat, she is dressed coolly, wearing a black low-cut top and black shorts on the lower body, revealing her lower abdomen and fair legs. She looked at him with "bad intentions".

It is worth mentioning that nine days out of ten, Zhai Nan always saw Hei Joan with this expression.

The only thing that changes is when she eats and plays games.

At this time, Joan of Arc was holding the edge of a can of beer with her seemingly slender palm, shaking it gently.

The malt-colored liquid spilled on the floor, and a relatively strong smell of alcohol spewed out from the girl's mouth.

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"Could it be that my master, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, has encountered some unsolvable troubles there?"

After finishing speaking, Joan of Arc took another sip, and the beer flowing from the gap between her lips flowed down her fair neck.

The scene now is like a drunk woman who often appears in bars.

The same is true of Black Joan now.

Girl, if you ignore the cross on your back like this, if God knows, you will cry.

But then again, Joan of Arc was not very interested in God.

After all, who said that at that time, there was no god to save her?

"Yeah, I did encounter very difficult things there. If I relax a bit, you may not see me come back."

This sentence is of course not a joke. Two-digit numbers are subject to many restrictions in Hakoniwa, and only when they become absolute one-digit numbers can they override everything.

However, the current Zhai Nan has a certain distance from the three-digit number, let alone other things.

Maybe in the future, when the gods are so successful that they can suspend everything, Zhai Nan will go back and pull those gods who live in the upper class down to taste the "sufferings of the world" in the lower class.

"..."

Black Joan didn't know that her own joke hit the point directly.

Looking at Zhai Nan's expression that didn't seem fake, she didn't know how to respond for a while.

Wanting to apologize, expressing specific concerns but unable to pull off that face.

"Si... In this case, didn't you come back? Then it means that the matter is settled, you are a hopeless fool!"

After finishing speaking, Joan of Arc stood up from the chair, and her little sandals slapped on the ground in a reassuring rhythm.

Then a finished can of beer was thrown towards Zhai Nan's forehead.

"Tsundere is a disease. Fortunately, I met a good master like me, otherwise... tsk tsk tsk."

Zhai Nan shook his head helplessly, and then accurately threw the beer can into the trash can next to him.