I, the Heir of Heroes

Chapter 41 Looking for Traces of the Senjin

It was the familiar smell that floated into the nose.

Xin Ke, who had long forgotten the time while curled up on the bed, slowly opened her eyes, and then what came into view was the ceiling of the laboratory under Nina's mansion.

[I remember, I fell asleep because I was too tired! ? 】

Pulling his arm out of the bed, Xin Ke, who sat up with the bed board in his hands, overslept for a long time, his drowsy head dangling there.

A slightly uncomfortable expression subconsciously appeared on his face.

However, Xin Ke, who was sitting on the bed, was stunned by the sudden sound of turning pages.

Turning his forehead mechanically, Xin Ke saw it—sitting at the workbench not far from the bed, a man with his dark back facing her was browsing the draft documents on her desk as if no one else was there.

Even in my spare time after reading it, I sorted out the mess on the table in an orderly manner.

"Ala, Ala, you are really a pervert like a pervert! He broke into the lady's room without a sound. Is there any conspiracy?"

Pointy ears, pale hair, even though it can be recognized that it has typical elves' appearance characteristics, but the exaggerated and chilling aura is unmistakable.

The slender palms pulled upwards, covering her delicate body with the quilt tightly grasped.

"The only thing I don't want to be called this by you who are used to sleeping naked and in an embarrassing sleeping position..."

Jia Luo didn't look back, wearing the elegant uniform woven by the family, still maintaining a straight sitting posture, focusing most of his attention on the manuscript in his hand.

"See all of them?"

Xin Ke stared at Jia Luo's back, his slightly narrowed eyes revealing danger.

"Don't worry, no."

However, while Xin Ke breathed a sigh of relief, Jia Luo continued to speak.

"I hope you know that for an existence like me, vision is already the lowest level of perception of the world. Many times, we understand and explore the world with the help of other dimensional levels."

"..."

"Unfortunately, in all history, it is often this kind of [perspective] that turns into a racial [shackle]. If you want to enter a higher level, you must put your [eyes] parallel to your goal..."

After closing the paper, Jia Luo noticed the abnormal atmosphere behind him, so he turned around, shook the notebook in his hand, and explained.

However, what came oncoming was indeed sharp curses and magical skills.

"Go to hell! Trash God!"

A total of six layers of magic formulas, large and small, were quickly formed in front of Xin Ke, and the elf who turned into a thunderbolt attacked Jia Luo who was sitting upright in a distorted and pale posture.

"I thought you wouldn't care about these things."

Sighing helplessly, Jia Luo stretched his slender arms forward.

"Mysteries will be nullified before higher-level mysteries."

"These elements can't have the desired effect on me at all..."

Destiny began to change, and the fundamental structure of the technique began to disintegrate. The lightning strike that was about to touch Jia Luo's body disappeared into the world without any sense of disobedience in the next instant.

However, when he glanced at the bed again, the girl there was long gone, and she had already put on her clothes standing near the door.

Although from Jia Luo's aesthetic point of view, such half-covered elves' characteristic clothing is more excessive than before.

"Well~ at least respect is still required, isn't it? Lord God?"

Putting on the iconic smile again, he linked the importance of his clothes with respect, but briefly omitted the offensive attack just now.

Xin Ke deftly changed the topic to other directions.

Fortunately, Jia Luo is not such a person who is easy to be true.

"What a strange power, can you explain to me the principle just now?"

The exquisite hexagonal pupils shone with magical light, and Xin Ke was extremely interested in Jia Luo's silent way to defuse her attack.

"It's just a slight disruption of the order of things."

"time!?"

Xin Ke walked towards Jia Luo with strides.

"No—that's fate."

After briefly correcting the other party's guess, Jia Luo stopped talking and threw the document in his hand into the other party's hand.

"Can the great Lord God give some constructive suggestions?"

He took it easily, after all, it was the idea and theory that he wrote stroke by stroke, and Xin Ke, who clearly understood the content after just reading it, said with a demonstrative smile.

"If you insist on evaluation, then this is undoubtedly a creation destined to shine in an era."

Jia Luo didn't care about the other party's seriousness like a little girl, but calmly narrated his own views.

"Elves are the foundation of all power systems in this world. I choose to start from the root, and devote myself to controlling the reaction of the elves, forcing them to undergo chain collapse, so as to create weapons that can kill all [Gods]."

"Sure enough, you can understand it too, my lord!?"

Of course, she is extremely proud of her genius idea, but because she is a genius, she can understand——