because i am stel

"Just talking is not enough." Persephone raised his chin slightly, and there seemed to be a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth.

There seems to be - just seems to be.Miss Steele did not dare to look at her too seriously.

"I'll make it up! Whatever it is!"

——But if it's too much, I'll just run away, and why it suddenly becomes that I'm completely wrong... Well, it seems to be okay to become like this.After all, it was I who moved first.

"Then sit down." Persephone tilted her head and motioned to a position a little away from her side.

"Oh." So Miss Steele sat down obediently.Sit down on the parallel side of Persephone.

Then, scream.

"Hey?"

Feet, caught——Miss Steele subconsciously hugged Levantine who seemed colder than usual.And the next moment she felt the cold touch from the fingertips of the young doctor.

"What you have done, I will return to you." The purple-haired doctor emphasized seriously.She took Miss Steele's feet and put them on her lap.Then, slowly tore off the little leather boots on this guy's feet.

Her movements are slow, deliberately slow.The ankle boots, which were so familiar like a second skin, became strange due to her movements.When the hem of the boot grazed the nerve endings at the foot, the unusual touch made Miss Shrettle's feet tremble slightly.

There's a... weird feeling.

They were obviously just boots, but at this moment they seemed to be elevated to the level of underwear.It was as if the protective shell had been peeled off forcibly, exposing the slightly softer part inside.

She had to work very hard to restrain herself, and not copy Levantin's behavior of throwing it directly-she felt her heart beat a little faster.The tips of the ears and the neck are also flooded by the high-speed blood exchange of the capillaries... well, not really.Her body has a very high carrying capacity, even if she eats a volcano, she won't get hot.The reason why she felt this way was purely due to a psychological change.

"Persephone...can you hurry up?" She couldn't help lowering her voice a little.

It was not only the voice that was suppressed, but also the restlessness in his heart.She doesn't really like this... feeling that she can't make her own decisions.

however.

'Clap——' With a soft sound, a boot fell to the ground.Persephone raised his eyebrows slightly and gave her a look that might be described as 'charming' - a look that sent a chill down the back of her neck.

"There's still a boot." The purple-haired Dr. Rhodes Island pressed his finger on Miss Shirtle's other foot unhurriedly.Swiping her fingertips, her fingertips stroked the sides of the thin socks. "One boot and two socks."

"I will repay you twice, and then forgive you. Of course, if you want to go back on your word, I can't do anything about you." Her tone was as flat as water, and she simply stated the facts on the surface.

However, in a sense, it can be regarded as the general's winner.

Miss Steele shut her mouth.

Is this asking too much?

Doesn't seem like much.

After all, I couldn't help but hug someone up and take off the other person's shoes and socks.Then obtaining an equivalent retribution seems to be a causal cycle and the unfolding of the natural law.

——But why do I always feel that something is wrong?

——Ahhhhh!Never mind!It's just taking off a sock, can't I treat myself as a log!

So the creature tilted its head, ignoring Persephone's little movements.She picked up the homemade ice cream prepared on the table.Take the spoon and put it in your mouth.

——The taste is not bad.

Smacking his lips, the slight coldness and sweetness of the ice cream dilute the restlessness lingering in his heart.And when the mood calmed down, the sound of the other boot falling to the ground seemed neither itchy nor painful.

...not itchy or painful.

The socks were also stripped off, but the red-haired thing only thought that Persephone was peeling bananas.She thought for a while, picked up another cookie from the table, stared at Persephone's nose and took a hard bite.

- I bite!

The effect of venting anger-style emotional transfer is remarkable.

Because the next moment, there was a slight pain in her toe!

Her eyes widened, because right in front of her—or rather in front of her—Persephone opened her mouth slightly and bit her smooth toe!

Not heavy and not painful.

After all, in order to break open Miss Shirter's skin, at least one group army of warlocks must be summoned to concentrate their firepower on an area as large as the tip of a needle.However, the defense is high, but the keen perception is still there.

She can control her own sense of touch, and the pain or itch that is ten thousand times that of ordinary people is nothing to her.But anyway.It is impossible for her to remain indifferent when the warmth and slipperiness of the girl's tongue and the nibbling touch of the white teeth come from the tip of her toes!

"You, you, what are you doing!?" The guy panicked, of course, it was more incomprehensible and unbelievable.

However, Persephone just glanced at the half cookie in her hand with 'arrogance' and 'disdain'.It looks like...'I learned from you'.

"Double return." The doctor said lightly, and then mouthed towards her other foot.

"It's enough!"

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Chapter 140: Decisive, you will lose

The confusion continued for a full 15 minutes.And when the two parties finally quieted down and were able to face each other in a relatively calm posture, the meeting place had changed from the lobby at the beginning to a certain conference room—a group of drones controlled by Persephone. After repairing the damaged hall, Miss Shirter told the purple-haired beauty in front of her everything she had experienced in the Godslayer World.

Her eloquence is average, but the story is detailed and organized.It took about another 10 minutes before her narration reached the final content.

"...In short, I finally killed the star soul remnant that looked like Kazami Yuuka. Corrected the past, so that there would be no God of Disobedience and God Killer in that world from the beginning. Then I made some follow-ups Arranged, met with the original heroines. And finally left."

"Basically, that's it." Miss Stelter tapped the table with her fingertips. "I brought back very few things, only the godhead that I pinched myself in the dream world, imitating the ritual of the god of disobedience. As for the strange starlight..."

She shook her head.

"I didn't leave a sample. In that battle I wiped out all the stars with the Godfall Fire - I thought if I brought that thing back to Terra, something bad might happen. And I'm not sure I'll actually be able to bring those samples back either."

"Hmm... there shouldn't be anything to add. Persephone, is my experience helpful to you?"

She finished speaking, and then rested her chin.Looking at Persephone's pale green eyes, he looked expectant.

It's also fun.Obviously it was such an embarrassing situation before, but after experiencing Persephone's operation.The complex emotions surging in her heart calmed down instead—at first she thought that she would take the initiative to keep a distance from Persephone for a period of time because of guilt and embarrassment.But now...

—even, and I lost money.

——Ah...Damn it, one day I will press you on the table——fold your arm and press it!

Very well, the LSP [self-proclaimed] who has the guts and no intentions is back.Vigorous and totally indifferent to the need to change in her relationship with Persephone - she wouldn't even think in that direction.

She picked up the ice cream cup, put it to her lips and took a sip.

And Persephone, who was sitting opposite her, lightly pressed her temple.

"It's a wise choice for you to bring back no samples, Sylter." Persephone said after a little thought. "However, I guess that you probably won't be able to bring it back—according to the rules drawn from the Storm Controller, the Eye of God, and the godhead you delivered to me. I speculate on the premise that you want to bring the item back One was 'the item must belong to the present owner in its entirety.' And that sample of power—in terms of what you described earlier, you can't take ownership of it."

"Is that so..." Miss Stelter frowned slightly. "Then why I have never successfully brought back things before... Is it because my ability to enter dreams has changed recently?"

"That's only part of the reason." Persephone shook her head slightly. "The other part of the reason is the second premise I speculate-that is, 'the owner must have the subjective will to take the item away'. You must have the idea of ​​​​bringing things back before it is possible to take them Bring it back—I don't think you had the will to bring anything back to Terra during your trip to the dream world three days ago."

Miss Steele, opening her mouth slightly—she found herself with no rebuttal or excuse.

So she lowered her head slightly sadly.

"Is that so...I didn't expect my personal wishes to have such a great influence on the dream travel."

"It is indeed a strange thing that you have never thought of." Persephone, picking up a pad from the side, wrote and drew on the page. "However, I can basically confirm that your mental state has a very strong interference with the power you possess. Whether it is carrying people, external objects, or bringing back special products, the realization of these effects is due to your inner strength. There's a shift -- you should be aware of that."

"...You mean, the reason why I bring other people in the dream world. It's because I changed my life style and thinking mode...It's because I want to connect with other people. That's why I Perceived other people in the journey of the dream world... My ability has actually not changed, but I didn't know how to use it in the past?"

Miss Sturtle, subconsciously wanted to grab Levantine's blade—her fingers gripped the blade.And Levantin, as always, did not cause any damage to her.

But her heart was still trembling, trembling.

— I... never got to take Levantine before, because I didn't want to take it... was it my fault?

——It's... I'm not worthy?

However, at the next moment, Persephone's academic voice without any extra emotion pulled her out of her panic again.

"Wrong conclusion." Persephone replied indifferently—this cold words further emphasized the authority of her theory. "Taking the growth of strength and technique as the only progress is a mistake that fighters often make-your power of dream travel is not undeveloped. It's the transformation of your mind, which belongs to this ability growth phase."

"Hey?"

"It's very simple... a normal person can open it at a glance, a slightly more complicated protective door, even a mentally retarded person may not be able to figure out how to use the doorknob after spending a month. And if the mind of a normal person is transferred to a In the baby, then this newborn larva is also unable to open the door."

She blinked.

"A strong mind needs to be matched with a strong body to be able to exercise great power - you will make a decision to change your way of thinking three days ago. It is because your heart, strength, body, and skills have all arrived at that moment It is inevitable and logical. It is not that you change your way of thinking in advance, you will be able to achieve what you can achieve today."

"........."

Miss Shirtle's expression froze.

Then, he smiled slightly bitterly.

"If I go back, I'm sure I won't be confused by such a small problem... Do you think this is considered growth? Persephone."

"Growth is a relative term, Sylter. Do you think your life is better now than in the past? If you can get an affirmative answer, then it's growth. Or..."

"...You who like the culture of the Yan Kingdom, don't even remember the word "to encourage the growth of seedlings?"

Weak seedlings help grow—weak physical strength and shallow experience cannot support a strong mind.Using the current way of thinking at the beginning of arriving on Terra does not mean that you can do the current thing.

This is a very simple truth, only the authorities will be fascinated.

"...You are quite right, Persephone." Exhaling lightly, the girl with red hair regained her inner peace. "Ah... I didn't expect that I would need a psychiatrist one day. If you weren't here, what would I do..."

"Your mind is not as fragile as you think, Shirtel." However, the girl doctor just shook her head slightly. "You have ideas, you have decisions. You just...are not ready to bear it."

"It makes me feel a little embarrassed when you say that..." Miss Shier Teer touched her nose proudly. "And I think I'm still a little bit responsible..."

"Really." However, the purple-haired girl just looked at her playfully. "Then, why do you hide your true power on this land? You know that you have surprisingly few enemies on this land. And even if you show your limited omnipotence, all regimes on this land will The country, religion, have nothing to do with you."

"..." The hand touching the nose froze in the air.Even if there are thousands of logical and self-consistent reasons in the belly.But in front of Persephone, surprisingly none of them could speak.

Why not show your absolute strength?

Why design so many identities, but the secrecy work is just fooling around?

Is it because you don't want to backfire and bring Terra's civilization to a detour?

Or imitate the bad taste of the protagonist of the web novel, and get used to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger for spiritual pleasure?

No, it's not.None.Perhaps there are some of the above reasons, but the share of those factors must be very small.

After all, in the world of Godslayer. 【Unscrupulous】is the portrayal of my trip to the dream world.

——Then, it really is because...

A new reason is about to be compiled.

But before that...

"Sirtel, if one day, you return to your original hometown. Will you hide your power and live like a small person who can't affect the general trend of the world?"

Persephone asked softly.

And she didn't get an answer—not a clear, positive answer.

"Sorry, I never thought of such a thing..."

——Lying, how could you not want to do such a thing as returning home?

"Well, then let's postpone this question for now." Persephone did not continue to ask.Instead, he got up and opened the passage leading to the outside. "I've collected almost all the information, and I should be able to sort out a preliminary report tomorrow. If you don't mind, Shirter, go to sleep. I may be busy next time."

"Mmmmmmmm." Miss Shirter hesitated for a moment, then nodded.Picking up Levanting, he left towards the area outside the experimental center.

She paused as she walked out of the conference hall.

"Thank you, Persephone," she said.Sincerely, sincerely.

But Persephone just waved his hand.

So she left.Disappeared in the night.

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Persephone tapped his temple lightly, ending his high-speed thinking.From the corner of her gaze, she glanced at the metal wall on the side, and a certain pink and white-haired princess was lying on the back of the wall, and her indisputable look was imprinted on her retina.

shallow.

ignorance.

There was almost a sneer on the corner of the doctor's lips.

"When the helmsman has not decided to hold on to the rudder wheel, pushing the boat along the current can only tip the boat into the water."

"Now she has no plans to take responsibility on this land... even though she has already regarded this land as her second home subconsciously. She also refuses to take root here because she is afraid of making her own home. True home oblivion."

In the end, she still didn't smile, just talking, facing the air, but it could also be interpreted as talking to herself.