A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

"So, something must have happened," Yunivo said. "Is the tree okay?"

He was not angry. After being beaten by a dementor once, he already felt that nothing mattered as long as his reverse scales were not touched.

Moreover, the person opposite is the will of the world after all. Although he seems well-behaved and clever at the moment, if he is angry with her, who knows whether she will destroy him humanly?

It's not impossible to smash out a meteorite all at once.

But when it comes to fear, I don’t know why I can’t even mention it at all.

Maybe it’s because the world’s will is too good-tempered.

Combining the two, his current mentality can be summed up as casual chat.

"If you are talking about those lively and lovely plants, they should be great." A look of kindness appeared on her face.

But actually it shouldn't be visible, but it just gives people such a feeling.

The little girl's temperament just flashed past, and then disappeared.

"Excellent?" Yunieff asked.

"You'll know when you go back and take a look," she said. "As for what happened -"

She turned away her eyes again and said, "It has something to do with me coming here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Yunieff asked.

"Yes, I'm looking for you." She said, "Originally, I didn't expect to come to reality. I just wanted to follow the original flow and see what Mansu is like. After all, it is the place of origin that created me. But after coming in, I suddenly sensed that your state was very bad, and it gave me the feeling that you were almost turning into an idiot."

"Idiot." Yunieff nodded. The state he was in just now was indeed no different than an idiot. If it hadn't been for the treatment from the pure white light, he didn't know what he would have become.

Maybe he has always been an idiot.

This time it was too reckless. In the future, you must be more careful when learning soul-related spells.

"Thank you," he thanked, "so what happened to me just now?"

"You don't have to thank me so much." She said, "As for your situation, it's actually quite troublesome to explain it in detail. To put it simply, the eyes of you and your patron saint just now became the first link from the sky to reality. The passage. And the concept of being number one is always a little painful."

"Besides, you are too violent, Mansu probably isn't ready yet." She said, "It's not like my birth, which opened the narrow hole in the world, gently and slowly, little by little, although there was still some in the end. It’s rough, but it’s definitely not as good as yours this time. I feel pleasure, but you feel like you’re being twisted by a knife.”

Yunieff nodded.

Not only was it strangled with a knife, it was simply the most severe torture in history.

"It's cruel no matter what." She said empathetically. "If the time you opened me was as violent as this time, I might not have such a character and temper, and I wouldn't come to save you. Everything It all has a cause and effect.”

"But," Yunieff thought for a while and asked, "if my eyes are a channel, what happened to you? It seems that you did not come to reality through my eyes. And this beam of light—— "

"Your eye channel is still too small, how can I get through it? So I thought about your method, and then penetrated Mansu myself." She said.

She was a little excited again. She seemed to have a special interest in breaking through Mansu: "The way you connect Mansu and reality is actually the connection between the soul body and the physical body, and my physical body -"

"Hehe -" she laughed mischievously, "but the mansu is still very strong, and it can't be opened in ordinary places, so I picked a slightly weaker place."

"A slightly weak place?" Yunieff frowned, is there such a place in Mansu?How come he doesn't know.

She shut her mouth tightly as if she had let something slip, acting like a little girl again.

"Where is it?" Yunivo asked. "I'm not angry."

"Aren't you really angry?" she asked.

"I'm not angry," Yunivo said, "I promise."

She hesitated for a while and finally said, "It's a well."

"It's a well." Yunieff breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was somewhere, but it was just a well, that completely useless facility...

She looked over and found that Yunieff did not seem to be very angry. He opened his lips slightly, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunieff suddenly narrowed his eyes, remembered something, and asked: "Where are the water of desire and the thing of pain inside?"

He briefly described what these two things looked like.

"It leaked out," she said. "It leaked out through the channel I opened."

Yunieff looked at his feet. It was all white and he couldn't see anything, so he had to ask: "Did it fall nearby?"

"No." She shook her head and said, "Everything turned into gas as soon as I went out."

Can those two things still be vaporized?

Yunieff shook his head and didn't care too much. Whether it was a wish or a curse, a certain amount was required. The original amount was not enough, let alone the one after gasification.

The only thing that makes me feel a little distressed is probably that the progress of Mansu has dropped a bit.

But he didn't care anymore. After two tortures, the scales in his heart were somehow balanced, and the urgent "enterprising spirit" in the past week also disappeared.

Whatever, he thought, now that he thinks about it, what he has been doing this week feels a bit strange to him.

Who are you.He even wanted to say this to himself.

He looked at the white face and suddenly found that her outline seemed to have become more refined.

No, he should be more confident. Other than that, he is absolutely sensitive to eyes, and he does feel that her eyes are gaining some inner structure.

"you--?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "Come here, I just want to play in the real world for a while. Although this is the first time I am conscious, my body has existed for many years, and I have never been outside to see it. Got through."

"Oh." Although he was a little surprised, somehow Yunieff accepted this matter easily, just like accompanying a child to play on the slide in the park.

As for what would happen next and how to respond to other people's inquiries, he no longer wanted to think about it.

There will always be a way.

Is there anything more painful than putting your brain in a juicer?

impossible.

Thinking like this, he focused on the present and asked: "Then how should I call you? Whether it's the world, the wound, or the light that bursts out, in the real world, it always feels like it's not that easy to call you. .You have to get a new name.”

"New name?" She nodded, "What should I be called? How about you give me one?"

Yunieff shook his head, his talent for naming was very poor.