Talk about a pure love in the illustrated book world

This made him feel like it was accompanying him even when he was sleeping at home.

Woz knows that its full name is Jumo Windmill, but in private, he still habitually calls it Felika, a name he suddenly thought of.

After he opened the door of the control room with the key, he carefully checked the pipes inside to see if there was any damage or excessive bending.

"Hmm... There is no abnormality in the connection channel, the magic parameter..."

Although it is a bit high, it is still within the safe range, so there is no problem.

Woz also said half-jokingly after glancing at the pointer of the magic meter.

"It seems to be a little tall. Could it be that Felica is a foodie?"

His words echoed in the control room. Although there was no response, the small vibration inside was like an echo. For Woz, it was like a whisper of dissatisfaction. His smile became even bigger.

"Ok?"

It's just that the slightly wet feeling from his hand made his expression become puzzled, looking at the slightly sticky transparent liquid in his hand.

"Could it be a leak?"

Woz rubbed his fingers a little, then stretched it out in front of him, and sniffed slightly with his nose.

The complex scent with a bit of fragrance, but inexplicably strong, made his expression even more puzzled.

"It doesn't seem like the rainwater seeps in. It can't be that some kid sneaked in and sprinkled the perfume, right?"

He lightly rubbed against the inner wall of the narrow space that only allowed half of his body to enter, checking whether there were signs of water leakage in other places.

If there is any damage, you need to report to other workers.

"Filica, you have to be fine...... I'll be worried if something goes wrong......"

While muttering, Woz retreated from the control room, and straightened his bent waist again.

"There is one more thing to do next. I'll wipe the outer wall for you after the inspection."

After stretching, he also smiled and patted the surface of the windmill.

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do afterwards. Although I can't clean all the places directly, I will still wipe the parts I can reach for you."

Woz walked around the pillars of the windmill and came to the small door at the other end.

"After all, it has been drying outside, so there should be a lot of dust."

As an inspector, it is also important to pay attention to the status of the filter every time, and it is also specially ordered by the lord's eldest son, Master Neil Ron.

Although he didn't understand it very well, he still opened the partition like a small window honestly and looked into the space inside.

"Eh? How did it become like this!?"

Seeing that the originally white light of the cross became dark, Woz's expression suddenly became flustered.

This is obviously quite an abnormal situation, and he has to report it to others immediately.

Although the worst result is to scrap it completely and replace it with a new windmill, wouldn't Felica be replaced in that case?

Thinking of this, Woz's tone became flustered.

"Filica, you don't want any malfunctions, other people can fix you right away, you must hold on!"

However, the pitch-black luster that originally only existed in the filter suddenly burst out before his words fell, wrapping the entire windmill, making his legs go limp in fright, and he fell straight down. on the ground.

"F...Filica?"

Looking at the windmill that seemed to be corroded and gradually shrinking under the distorted black light, Woz didn't care about panic, and hurriedly wanted to get up from the ground, trying to rush in to rescue the intact parts of the windmill.

"Woz~~~~~!"

However, the girl's voice suddenly came from the black light, and he couldn't help being stunned, watching the black light that was only the size of a single person rushing towards him, pushing him to the ground.

"what!?"

Before he could react, the girl who gradually emerged from the black light held his arm tightly with both hands with an excited expression, crushing all his unconscious resisting movements to death. Zhuo's body.

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"Uh... Anyway, I wish you happiness..."

Seeing the gray-haired girl leaning happily on Woz's body, Neil said with a strange expression.

"Thank you...Master Neil."

And Woz said dumbfoundedly, and then patted the girl sitting on his lap lightly.

"Filica, please thank Master Neil."

And Felica also nodded, bowed slightly to Neil, and said.

"Master Creator, thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay, so you still remember these?"

After Neil waved his hand, he also asked curiously.

"Yes, Mr. Carpenter, you, and Miss Mel, without you, it would be impossible for me to meet Woz like I am now."

She nodded and squeezed Woz's hand, saying with a happy expression on her face.

"It's not quite the same as our original intention..."

The corner of Neil's mouth twitched, looking at Felika who was tired of Woz, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

The magic-gathering windmill is not something that existed in the original worldview. Naturally, it is impossible to have relevant records of monsters. There is no reference in terms of ability or personality and living habits.

Except that the classification should be the same as the automatic doll, it should be a magical creature of the golem type, and basically don't know anything else.

But to be honest, the illustrated book itself is also classified by "looks like" according to the anonymous scholar, so this point is basically useless.

After thinking for a while, Neil continued to ask Felica.

"Miss Felika, because your case is quite special, so I have some questions to ask you, it may take some time, okay?"

Felica glanced at Woz first, and then continued to speak after he nodded.

"Of course no problem, Lord Neil."

"Well... first of all, how did you become like this, or when did you start thinking?"

"About these aspects, I am actually not particularly clear."

Felika frowned and shook her head slightly after thinking about it.

"Maybe recently, when I realized it, together with the memory of me being created and Woz coming to take care of me every day, it also became clear."

"And then today, when I saw Woz very happy and wanted to push him to the ground and violate him fiercely, I became like this without knowing it."

"Ah, by the way, Lord Neil, when I checked Felica, I found that the talisman on the filter had turned black, and after that black magic power wrapped Felica, she turned into this look."

And Woz patted his head, and quickly added.

"Black magic, the erosion of magic..."

Neil rubbed his chin. He had naturally thought of this. Being able to turn items into monsters was naturally the result of a large amount of magic infusion.

"But where did the magic power come from, it directly destroyed the filter I set up..."

The capacity of the filter I set up by myself is not small, so the mana infused must be a high-level mana...

Neil frowned, and asked Felica.

"Do you have any impression of a woman with white hair and white wings?"

"White hair and white wings?"

After thinking for a while, Felica said suddenly.

"Oh yes, I do have some vague memories. It seems that one night, the woman shot a black magic bullet at me while flying, but it didn't seem to cause any harm to me."

"It seems that from that time on, my thinking gradually became clearer."

"Tiluela, it really is her..."

Neil couldn't help rubbing his forehead and sighed.

I'm afraid that that night, her magic bullet overloaded Felica's filter, coupled with the continuous absorption of the magic power of monsters in the atmosphere, which led to Felica's demonization.

"Well, it seems that there is no need to worry that the same situation as you will happen to other magic-hunting windmills."

After scratching his head, he also looked Felika up and down.

"In addition, there is a question about your abilities. Do some abilities that were originally used as magic gathering windmills, such as gathering magic power, still exist?"

"It should be possible, but..."

A look of distaste appeared on Felica's face.

"Those gathered magic powers are not as delicious as Woz's essence."

After all, she also slightly raised her white palm like porcelain, and a group of magic power slowly gathered in her hand.

"But I can spread my magic power, blowing it out like a wind."

"That is to say, the power to spread the magic power like the original windmill is not too novel..."

Neil rubbed his chin and muttered.

As for the effect of blowing it out, he can figure it out with his toes. It must either speed up the rate of magic erosion, or increase the magic power of monsters in a large area, and even because of the combined state with Woz, the same effect As far as the character status of the monsters in this area is not bad.

In addition, they are also golem-like monsters. Compared with the expressionless monsters like automatic dolls and golems, Felika's emotional expression is richer.

Is it because the purpose of the windmill itself is to provide magical power to the surrounding residents, so this spirit of dedication and expression has also been fixed as part of the character...

Neil continued to ask while thinking.

"The other thing is, are you afraid of things like electric current?"

"Electric shock..."

After hesitating for a while, Felica shook her head lightly.

"I haven't tried it, so I don't know too well, but at least I'm afraid I won't."

Hearing what she said, Neil also nodded.

General mechanical monsters will bring some strange effects under the electric shock, for example, the automatic puppet will become emotional due to the strong electric shock, and the creation of the little monster will be out of control after encountering the electric shock.

However, such a result often just makes the night devil as a partner feel like dying, so Neil is not too worried about this.

Maybe after Felica suffered the electric shock, she just blew a wave of magical air indiscriminately, and then grabbed Woz because of a large amount of magic power consumption and forced her to live for a week or two.

"Forget it, in short, you should be more careful in the future, and it is better to avoid electric shock."

Neil shook his head, also reminding the two of them.

"And now that you've got a sense of self and a partner, it wouldn't be right to put you back in your old job."

"There will be a new windmill for gathering magic. As for you, let's see if there is any other work to do with Woz. After all, you don't want to see him take care of the windmill carefully every day, right?"

Under Neil's casual words, Felica's eyes narrowed slightly.

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Although it was just a bunch of windmills without brains and consciousness, to Felica, they seemed to be her potential opponents, and her eyes when she looked at Woz became unfriendly.

"Well, I shouldn't have mentioned that."

Seeing Woz grinning because of Felica's palm, Neil also scratched his head helplessly and changed the subject.

In the following time, he also asked Felica about her race in detail.

Personality, ability, hobbies, and some criteria and dislikes of her husband when it comes to choosing victims. Basically, except for some too private issues, Neil has almost a general understanding of the race of the magic windmill girl.

Although he felt that the chance of it happening again was very low, it was better to keep it as a reference just in case.

After all, the race of the monster itself is not fixed, and it is quite normal to have more mutant species from time to time.

"Thank you for your assistance, Miss Felika, I wish you a happy new life."

"Master Neil is the one, thank you and the other two creators for allowing me to be born into this world."

After nodding, Neil also looked at Woz.

"Although it's a coincidence, let's wish you the best of luck in finding someone."