No Game No Life[Comprehensive]

They say they are acquaintances, but seeing Shura's expression, I feel that it is more appropriate to understand him as an enemy.

The platycodon in his mouth is probably the player he met in the previous copy of the game.

Although the post of witches also appeared in ancient China, when it comes to popularity, the mainstream impression of the public is that witches generally refer to the priests served in Dongying Shrines.

In the past, I didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but it's different now, everything is possible in the game world.

Moreover, to be able to walk outside in the name of a priestess in the game of the gods must be a person with very powerful power. I really want to see it with my own eyes.

But before that...

"Did you have a holiday with her?"

Let's ask Shura about it first.

"Of course ~ no." Asura said, "Who would have any objection to Wugou Shengda? It's me who does a lot of bad things, has a moral and cleanliness habit, and is mentally sensitive when I see a virtuous gentleman."

It's okay to have a moral cleanliness.

He then added another sentence: "With her strength, she may have completed the contract and left the game, so don't expect too much."

...Is the curiosity on my face so obvious?

Next, Shura and I returned to the interior of Tobias Villa from the original road.

Then, something unexpected happened——

The wall that we smashed in the corridor has been restored.

Shura and I looked at each other, and almost jumped at the same time.

"It's true, it's true!" Shura stroked the wall repeatedly with his hands, overjoyed.

"I know, I know!" I lay on the other side in the same posture, "This time I must pry it off completely!"

I just had to put my face on it. Look at this wallpaper, the texture is beautiful, you touch the wall, it is smooth and smooth... During the day, I was a little regretful that I couldn't spell out the whole pattern. I can't think of it now There is one more chance.

Summarize the psychological activities of Shura and I at this time in one sentence——

There are such good things in the world!

After the exhilaration passed, it was time to face the fact that there was no way I could dig the wall down and leave it intact.

With my current ability to control the air, I can't do this kind of precision operation.

Fortunately, Shura said he could give it a try.

"Probably from here to here." I gestured to the position of the pattern on the back of the wall, which is near the lower side of the corner, "Just make holes along this side."

At this moment, I heard a somewhat familiar and indifferent voice coming from behind Shura.

"What are you doing here, sir?"

Shura turned sideways, and I saw a young woman with flaxen braids standing not far behind him. Her clothes were covered with a layer of white apron, and her overall attire reminded me of a medieval maid.

She should be the cook who came to deliver meals twice before. I had only heard her talking to Shura through the door before, and this was the first time I saw her in person.

Shura responded casually to her question: "You guys here, the pattern on the wall is pretty nice. I want to study it with my boyfriend and go back to the wedding room for decoration."

As soon as he finished speaking, I keenly noticed that the disgust in the cook's eyes had grown to a higher level. If she looked at Shura as if she was looking at kitchen waste before, she looked at Shura now as if she was looking at a dead person.

No, why do you hate Shura so much!

And no matter what, it's too unprofessional to bring personal likes and dislikes to work. Obviously, I work in a very famous high-end resort hotel, so at least I have a bit of professionalism. For example, learn from the waiters at the front desk...

In short, the cook said to Shura with a sullen face: "I have already pushed the dining car for dinner outside your room door. You didn't eat the lunch delivered today. Please notify me in advance next time this happens. It's a special now." During this period, although the manor has sufficient food reserves, it cannot be wasted like this.”

Shura and I bowed our heads in silence.

Saving food and saving food is everyone's responsibility.

With a cook standing by, it would be difficult to pry the corner of the wall on the spot. Shura and I exchanged glances, and decided to go back to the room first and come back tomorrow.

When I walked past the cook, she suddenly showed me a very gentle and sweet smile.

I:?

Then she said to me in a tone of kindness I had never heard before: "You must be hungry if you haven't eaten your lunch? I'll send you another scone later, I'm good at that."

"Uh...thanks?" I replied uncertainly.

"You're welcome." The cook gave a standard ladylike gift, "If you need anything, please come to the kitchen and find me, I'm willing to help you at any time."

After finishing speaking, Pingpin Tingting walked away.

I even felt that she waited beside me for a while just to talk to me.

After the cook left, Shura grabbed my sleeve with a face like an enemy: "Nothing to be courteous is either adultery or robbery. This woman wants to cheat on you, so don't be fooled."

Me: "...One thing to say, I think that is the normal service attitude just now."

After returning to the room, Shura and I disposed of the things the cook sent us, took a hot bath one after another, and quickly opened a few cans for dinner.

During the period, when the cook came to deliver the scones, I was the one who answered the door. As expected, her attitude towards me was still very good, and her tone of voice was soft and kind. Shura in the room rolled her eyes and couldn't wait for the person to leave. I took the plate in my hand and went to the toilet to empty it.

The toilet bowl in the bathroom bears too much weight, amen.

A whole scone is too big to be washed, so it needs to be broken into small pieces first. I watched from the side when Shura was doing it, and I always felt that the meat filling in the scone was surprisingly red.

Speaking of which, the spaghetti bolognese that was delivered yesterday, the bolognese on it was also very red...it was so red that it made people feel flustered and nauseated.

It is a wise decision to bring your own food here.

While changing into my pajamas, I found the ruby ​​bracelet in my coat pocket again.

Only this, I don't know what is the use.

What happened in Tobias Manor is still entangled like a fog.

The story of Firman, the story of Nancy told by Firman, the attitude of the cook, and those corpses... I still know too little information.

After some hesitation, I put the string of rubies into the breast pocket of my pajamas.

Hope it works... ok.

Compared to my thoughts, Shura looked very relaxed and laid back.

He sat on the bed, reached out and patted the place next to him, and beckoned me to get into the bed: "Come here quickly."

He really has a carefree and strong heart, and he can't see the ferocious appearance of deciding to kill the boss without blinking in the afternoon.

"Because simply 'thinking' is useless." Shura said calmly, "It is enough to do things well when it is time to 'do'. The thing to 'do' now is to rest."

……Mind reading?

Shura laughed directly, his face was handsome and gentle under the light: "This is your problem, who told you to write all your thoughts on your face?"

I hesitated for a moment, and decided not to complain about his earthy love story.

"Is my expression really obvious?"

I thought I was the type whose expression changed little from beginning to end.

"...It doesn't mean that."

Shura restrained his expression.After thinking about it seriously, I thought he was going to start explaining to me some techniques for recognizing micro-expressions, but I didn't expect him to hold back for a long time, and finally said: "Forget it, just think I have mind reading skills. "

Fart you -!

Afterwards, during the casual chat with Shura, I gradually felt drowsy, and Shura's voice gradually became indistinct.

I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep.

I opened my eyes again.

I found myself standing in the middle of a section of flagstones in the courtyard.

Looking to the side, you can see the servants in the manor running around through the glass window.The sun feels warm and warm on the body, the bushes are lush and green, and the sound of birdsong can be heard in the distance.

It is one of the few summers in the year in the North.

I am wearing a set of aristocratic costumes in the style of the times, and my whole body has shrunk several sizes. I feel that my current body is only ten years old at most.

I stood there for a while, but no one came to me.

I thought about it and decided to go in the direction I was originally in front of.

When passing a corner, I heard the sound of frolicking.

No, it's not appropriate to say that it was a romp, because I stopped and listened carefully and realized that it was not a romp, but three boys making fun around a blond boy in a wheelchair, whose wheelchair seemed to be stuck in the seam inside.

One of the leaders, the fat man, laughed very loudly: "The little cripple can't move! Where are you going?"

The other two boys squeezed their throats and said in unison, "I'm going to the greenhouse!"

Then they began to lean forward and backward with great joy.

I:"……"

It's really boring enough, I feel like my fist is hard.

I tried to free the wheel of the blond boy's wheelchair with air, but it didn't work.

—I can't control the air anymore.

how come……?

On the other hand, the mocking continued.

The little fat man scolded all the way from "sissy" to "bastard without a father" in just a few words, and the two attendants next to him laughed like repeaters. Retorted with a crying voice: "I am not like this! You are talking nonsense!"

His voice was crisp and sweet, and he trembled a little because of crying.

The little fat man's face suddenly sank: "Did I let you speak? How dare you contradict me!"

After that, he ordered the other two people to go up and grab the blond boy and pull him to the ground. I didn't care about thinking about superpowers, so I rushed out to stop him.

The little fat man heard my footsteps and looked back. When he saw me, he showed doubts: "Hey, you are today..."

Me: "Climb!!!"

I pushed hard, and the little fat man rolled into the grass on the side like a ball.

The two attendants immediately shouted "Young Master!" and ran to help him. I took the opportunity to hold the handle of the wheelchair and lifted it up vigorously.

This old wooden wheelchair is really hard to push!

I am young and physically weak now, and I am out of breath after running for a certain distance.

The blond boy in the wheelchair thanked me in a low voice, and then said worriedly: "You pushed Master Aiden, you will definitely be punished, what should I do..."

I have nothing to worry about this kind of thing, maybe I will wake up sometime.

So I said, "That kind of thing doesn't matter, what's your name?"

"Fierman." The blond boy opened his almond eyes and smiled obediently, "My name is Firman, what about you?"

Ah, how should I put it, the moment he said his name, the first thought that floated in my mind was that it was written in the book that some Westerners' blonde hair will gradually become darker when they grow up. Is it true? .

Compared with the golden-brown hair color seen in reality, Firman's hair was pure light gold in the dream when he was a child, soft and shiny like satin.

I said, "My name is..."

At this time, I saw a stone flying over in my sight.

My first instinct was to block it with air.

It wasn't until the stone hit Little Firman's head with a bang, and scarlet blood flowed down in strings, that I realized belatedly,

I don't have superpowers now.

The little fat man swaggered over from behind and said triumphantly, "Run, run again! This entire manor is my domain, where else can I go?"

He threw a shiny gemstone up and down in his hand.

"Isn't this beautiful? This is my favorite piece." The chubby young master Aiden raised the gemstone in his hand to show me with a smile, and threw this piece at me viciously in the next second.

I stood and did not hide.

The two repeater attendants from before also came over, each holding a full jewelry box in their hands.

Aiden said, "See how I treat you? That wild dog is only worthy of a rock."

I punched him in the eye socket.