I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

The spiritual outfit on his body faded with the rank bonus of the 'Adventist', and it also turned into the original outfit.

The tense nerves were freed from the post-war battle, and Du Lin, who was at a high altitude, suddenly felt extremely tired.

After the huge calculation energy is over, the eyes of the brain can only feel a whirlwind.

And the lack of magic power, reaching the limit, also exposed the residual sequelae of being frantically robbed of magic power by five wolf-like servants last night.

He only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't even maintain the anti-gravity spell.

In the next breath, his body fell straight down from a high altitude like a kite with a broken thread.

Medea looked at her disciple from afar, her expression changed: "Not good!"

She quickly teleported and disappeared from the spot, trying to transfer to the ground where Du Lin fell to catch it.

But above the sky, a fiery red figure was faster than her, jumped instantly, forming a galloping sky feather snake, caught Du Lin's body, and landed steadily in front of Medea from the sky.

"Oh... Didn't the little brother say he was going on a date with the big sister? That's not enough." Quetzal hugged Du Lin in his arms enthusiastically, and laughed heartily.

Du Lin opened his eyes sluggishly, and smiled helplessly: "You also have to think about the tiredness of being pulled hard the next day after working hard all night."

"After all, you didn't let you face an enemy of that level head-on." Medea snorted bluntly, and then said to Quetzal: "Okay, the master is injured now, you can hand him over to me .”

"No... I've fallen in love with this child, why don't I want to let go~?!" Quetzal smiled happily after the battle.

Medea didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the old antique in front of her.

Du Lin felt suffocated and said, "Let me go, Quetzal."

"Hmm... don't you feel uncomfortable in big sister's bosom? You are obviously blushing, ah...why is your blushing so cute." Quetzal smiled like an intoxicated slut, and his right arm was invisible The strange force hugged him even tighter.

Poppy and Saseiin Kiara looked at Du Lin who was about to be pained and happy without words. The degree of enthusiasm of this god is still hard to describe.

"Compared to this, I think if you don't let go of the other child, she will start." Poppy pointed at Quetzal's other hand.

All I saw was little Aita, who was on Quetzal's left hand and held a small collar like a trash bag, looking at her daddy with a raised brow full of envy.

She opened her little hands and lay on Du Lin's body, trying to move her daddy's position away.

"Huh..." Quezal let go of Du Lin, and raised the small body of his left hand high: "When did you catch this kid?"

Little Aita didn't realize it at all, with saliva dripping from her mouth, she stared at the place of the magic power absorber, her expression extremely intoxicated: "(???`?)?~"

"What a trouble, I leave it to you." Quetzal ruthlessly threw the dead child into Poppy's arms, and stared at Du Lin who had been taken away by Medea.

The emerald green halo shone on Du Lin's brain, and Du Lin peacefully lay in the teacher's arms with his eyes closed to receive treatment.

"Well, this kid should be fine, right?" Quetzal said with concern.

Medea groaned and shook her head, frowning tightly: "Use your brain too much..."

"Huh?" x2

Both Kiara and Yu Meiren didn't want to believe it. What they saw just now was Mang.

Medea whispered: "Although I don't want to admit this diagnosis, it is indeed true."

Looking at the large and small potholes around her, she had no doubt that without the final blow of her disciple, the destructive power caused by Aristotle would have become extremely huge.

Assuming that this is a town, even if their previous battle was supported by Durin and Feathered Serpent at high altitude, it would be enough to be wiped out.

And to achieve the decisive blow to wipe out the enemy, it seems to be an extremely simple shot, but it is absolutely not easy to realize it through fantasy.

"The characteristic of the treasure you concretized seems to be incompatible with all Sin carriers. And the stronger the Sin, the greater its lethality?" Medea asked.

Du Lin nodded: "That's right."

Medea frowned and snorted: "But fantasy is fantasy after all, the Black Barrel (Black Barrel), even if Da Vinci of Chaldea once used it to transform it, it cannot be touched directly with hands.

Instead, it replaces a similar conceptual dress for ordinary form transformation. To replicate the same characteristics, it is certainly not something that can be convinced by the concretization of a fantasy.You are so impulsive! "

"But it's done."

"That's what I said...but don't just rely on the strength of your Book of Ten Thousand Principles to act recklessly." Medea said displeased.

"Isn't it okay... After killing that big guy, Big Sister will also join your team.

Don't worry, I will always guard this child until he recovers. "Sister Quetzal said enthusiastically.

Medea Shen did not refute this sentence. The guardian Feathered Serpent summoned by the land, the magic power provided by the earth provides unlimited output. In a sense, it is indeed called the "strongest bodyguard".

"Then you can sleep for a while, we will drive with you behind our backs."

Du Lin nodded: "Okay."

"Wait, don't sleep for now, I have a question." Poppy frowned and pressed the restless little girl on her body, and suddenly asked a question.

Du Lin opened his eyes suspiciously: "What?"

"If we encounter such an enemy again, we won't be able to intervene at all. In the path ahead, my strength can no longer help you. To avoid you saying that I am paddling, I think it is better for me to return to the Chaldean base to protect your subordinates. Good." Poppy suggested.

"I refuse." Du Lin shook his head without thinking.

Yu Meiren looked depressed: "...Why?"

"Since my strength is not as good as yours being summoned here, don't you understand?" Medea sneered.

"The director didn't expect our combat power at all. It's better to say that our position is not judged by strength." Kiara Saseiin reminded appropriately.