After sealing the devil

When the brave man woke up, he just saw the devil pushing a small cart into the room.

The trolley was filled with all kinds of fruits and vegetables, and several plates of nuts.

The brave man sat up and watched silently.

The devil pushed the trolley to the side of the bed, with a tired look: "I watched you all night. Are you moved?"

Brave: "..." Who are you kidding?

"This is for you." The devil pointed to the food on the trolley.

The brave man took a few nuts and ate them.

"No, it's for you to make shaved ice." The devil immediately protected the plate, preventing the brave man from reaching out to the plate again, "How is it, is it fresh and rich? I have been looking for these ingredients all night."

Brave: "..." He felt that he was completely uncertain about the attitude of the Demon King.

"You will make me think that I have slept for two days."

Seeing that he couldn't get the nuts, he picked up two vegetable leaves and chewed them.

"I'm talking nonsense." The Demon King patted the cart, "The patterns that control your spiritual power have been drawn here. In order to speed up the recovery of your magic power as much as possible, I cut off your connection with the external spiritual power. You Don't move, just make shaved ice here."

"Oh." The brave man nodded, took advantage of the devil's unpreparedness, quickly grabbed a handful of nuts, and then ate them one by one slowly.

Demon King: "...Forget it. You can make shaved ice after you finish eating." He silently found a soft chair and sat down.

While eating, the brave man took a look at his face with the shards of the mirror he carried with him. Seeing that his hair was not messed up, he was satisfied to put the mirror back in his pocket.

"I want to eat shaved ice too..." The fragments of the mirror floated out, and he whispered weakly.

Demon King: "..." Why did this non-existent thing suddenly speak.

The brave man was not surprised.He would occasionally talk to the mirror about the situation of the girl.

"Ah," he poked at the shard of the mirror, saw it turn around in the air, and then stop tremblingly, "you can finally move. You look good."

... complexion?

The devil looked at the mirror again and again, but he didn't see any changes in the mirror.

"Your complexion is also very strong. I absorbed a little bit of your spiritual energy," the mirror spirit floated in the air, "probably because my body is a mirror, so I was not harmed by the ice attribute."

The brave man didn't bother to entangle Jingling's wrong words: "You are still far away from the transformation form, and you can't eat shaved ice."

"Oh..." Jingling floated back to the brave man's pocket sullenly, "Then how long will I be away from the transformation form?"

"You have to wait for your spirituality to be complete. Soon, a few years." The brave man began to wash the vegetables, and cleaned the room by the way, "Maybe you will never be able to transform. You are a gift from the king to the princess. It is impossible for the king to allow you to have sufficient sanity, so a certain degree of damage has been done to you. I am not sure how bad the damage is, and whether it can be restored."

"Have I lost my mind?" The mirror was a little happy, "Then I'm not stupid? No wonder I can't understand the girl's class."

"...You can understand it this way." The brave man dug out the ingredients for making shaved ice from the interspatial bag on his body.

He used spiritual power to condense a few small pieces of ice, then chiseled them into bowl shapes and spoon shapes, and used a knife to carve carvings on the rim of the bowl, and engraved patterns on the bottom of the bowl and the handle of the spoon, covering the surface with a layer of ice. Air film that insulates the heat.

The devil leaned lazily on the soft chair.He quietly looked at the brave man's concentration for a while, and smiled: "So you can make such delicate things."

"I liked carving ice sculptures when I was a child." The brave man began to pick vegetables, "I think the crystal clear appearance of ice sculptures is very beautiful, and it looks good when illuminated. I can't control the spiritual power to condense directly, so I have to carve."

"Show that kid who knows you are Xue Ling? Has he known you for a long time?" the devil asked, "...what's his name?"

The brave man looked up at the Demon King: "Just call him Companion A. I usually call him that."

"It's a common name. I thought you would call it more intimately. Companion A?" The Demon King repeated it with a look of disgust, "He is not my companion."

"Then call it 'Acquainted Person A'." The brave said indifferently.

"What a long-winded name. Just call it A. Has he known you for a long time?"

"Yes, it's been a long time." The brave put the ice bowl filled with shaved ice on the trolley, and then pushed the trolley towards the devil, "I didn't carve ice sculptures for him, we were doing it together for fun. .”

"You have a good relationship? I think you are much more familiar with him than with the princess and the little nobles."

"It's okay. Before he confessed to the princess, everyone who knew us thought he and I were a couple." The brave man thought for a while, "There are still many novels about my relationship with him. Although it is made up, many of them are well written. The combination of the brave and the half-devil sounds quite interesting."

Demon King: "..."

The demon king at this time is in the same mood as the cabinet master who was trying to find information and wanted to know about companion A.

In front of me, inexplicably, stands an insurmountable mountain.