I loaded the dream game

She climbed out of bed, ignoring the quilt that had slipped off her body, and just looked around in confusion.

The decoration was simple and the furniture was shabby, only the floor was clean and new, it looked like the room had been built not long ago.

From the perspective of style, this place is obviously not the "Avantheim" that he is familiar with, nor does it look like the decorations that the elves like in his memory. Instead, it is somewhat more like the practical style of the Dwarves or Werebeasts.

However, none of this matters anymore. The most important thing is... why am I still alive?

If it was just "Sky Strike", it would be fine. At most, she would be weak and enter a powerless state for a few years. She was almost used to it.

But there was another thing she couldn't understand... She clearly remembered that before she fell into a coma, in order to deliver her strongest attack, she used a technique that was enough to cause her own existence to collapse. Logically, if she hadn't been sent back to the repair room of "Avantheim" in time to receive the repair technique, she would have been unable to sustain her own collapse and completely dissipated, and she would never wake up again.

"Of course it's because I saved you."

A strange yet familiar voice came from the other side of the room. The girl subconsciously turned around and saw the figure that left such a deep impression on her.

"Good evening, this Flügel little...er, little sister."

Xia Zhi originally wanted to call the other party "Miss", but after looking at the girl's current body shape, he changed his words after hesitating for a moment.

"Since you are no longer able to resist, then according to the agreement, you are now my trophy, right?"

"...That's true." The girl was silent for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on her face: "But, did you make a mistake about one thing?"

As a faint white light lit up from the wings behind her, her body slowly floated up from the bed.

“The only ones who are powerless and unable to resist are the ordinary Flügel, but that doesn’t include me.”

It seemed as if something was stirring in the air, and the elves around were slowly gathering together, constantly rubbing against each other, heating up, and emitting a blazing white light.

then……

The light of the elf disappeared in an instant, and the girl's small figure fell to the ground with a "bang".

“…Huh?”

Chapter 131: Summer Solstice Interrogation Classroom

The flame of the oil lamp danced gently, and the soft orange light swayed, illuminating the figures of two people beside the table.

"Name?"

"...Jibril."

"gender?"

"female?"

"Don't answer with a question...Age?"

"Three hundred and eighty...wait, what's the point of asking this?"

Jibril questioned.

"Why bother with so much? Just answer my questions." Xia Zhi tapped the notebook with his pen and continued to ask, "Occupation?"

"…Does killing count?"

Xia Zhi thought about it and felt that being a murderer didn’t seem to be a decent profession.

"Not counting."

"I do not know then."

Xia Zhi nodded and wrote the word "unemployed" in the occupation column of the notebook.

“Do you have a criminal history?”

"What is that?" the girl asked curiously.

Xia Zhi was stunned for a moment, and recalled that there seemed to be no such thing as "law" between the different races in this world. In other words, no matter how many people he killed or how many bad things he did, it was "not illegal" in this world. It was Zhang San's paradise.

"Then let's skip this one... Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Jibril was a little confused: What purpose could I have? I was just taking a walk.

"Weren't you the one who stopped me, tied me up and brought me here with violence, and forced me to do this and that?"

Summer Solstice: “?”

I admit the first part, but when did the “forced to do this and that” thing happen? How come I didn’t know about it?

Did you know that defaming and slandering public officials is illegal?

"Anyway, I admit my defeat to you, but could you please tell me how you managed to completely cut off the connection between me and the Elf Corridor?"

Jibril leaned closer, blinking her eyes, her amber eyes seemed to be filled with the words "I'm curious".

"Also, can you really perform a slash like that without magic? And also, how did you do it..."

“Wait, wait!” Xia Zhi stopped the girl who seemed a little too excited and pushed her back to her seat: “Now I am asking you questions… and please recognize that you are now a trophy, or a prisoner. A prisoner is not qualified to ask any questions.”

"But, didn't I answer all your questions seriously?" Jibril looked at Xia Zhi in confusion, ignoring the second half of his words and asked:

"Then in exchange, it would only be reasonable for me to ask you a question or two?"

"You didn't listen to the second half of my sentence at all, did you? Besides, the amount of information in the question is totally disproportionate."

Xia Zhi tapped the desktop and said, "In short, the first part is just a routine background check. The latter part is the real problem."

That’s right, this was the reason why Xia Zhi would rather spend some points to rescue the girl who was about to collapse... Of course, the girl’s special identity was also one of the reasons why he did so.

Unlike humans who are at the bottom of the world, the Skywing race, as the only followers of the God of War, who have been conquering the world all year round and causing destruction and disasters, undoubtedly possess information and intelligence that humans cannot match.

Where are the cities of the Elfs located? How big is the territory of the Dwarfs? Which Phantasma appeared where? Where can we find the traces of the remaining Dragons? And how can we find the exact location of "Avantheim"? And so on...

Not to mention, as a special individual among the Flügel, Jibril possessed many magic spells that ordinary Flügel would never be able to master, the techniques of using elves, as well as the experience and insights of defeating various powerful superior races. These were all precious treasures that could not be measured by money and resources.

Therefore, after Xia Zhi completed the task of [Capturing a Flügel], he still took the risk of being discovered by the Flügel in the future and brought her back.

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Since it was unclear how long the Flügel's powerless state would last, Xia Zhi simply used a "status marker" to write the word "weak" in Chinese on the girl's face just in case, and at the same time tied a wristband on her to cut off her connection with the Elf Corridor.

In addition, with the protection of Suwako's divine power, the girl would not be able to cause any trouble in the settlement even without Xia Zhi watching her all the time.

Jibril, who didn't know that two strange characters were written on her face, blinked:

......... ... .......

"If I have answered all of them, can you answer my question just now?"

"No." Xia Zhi rejected it decisively.

Although the questions the girl asked were not unanswerable, this was not the right start. After all, there were many, many more questions after the summer solstice, and it would be too much trouble if they were all exchanged one by one like this.

"Then why should I answer you?" Jibril was still unaware of her status as a "prisoner of war".

"…If you don't want to answer, forget it." Xia Zhi put away his notebook, patted his clothes, stood up again, looked at the girl and said, "But, since you already know my human identity, don't even think about letting me let you go."

After all, if Jibril were to return like this and tell the Flügel and the God of War about her, then humans would be in trouble, Xia Zhi thought.

"Eh?" Jibril was stunned for a moment: "I didn't know... So you are really a human?"

"..."

Xia Zhi was silent for a long time before he said, "Now you know."

"So, be prepared to be locked up by me for the rest of your life." He finally said sternly.

In some ways, Xiazhi is also very cautious.

Chapter 132 Jibril is very curious

When Xia Zhi left, the room became quiet again.

Jibril deliberately waited for a moment, until the footsteps outside the door completely faded away, until she could no longer hear them, then she jumped down from the chair, walked to the door, stretched out her little hand and pulled it.

——Not moving at all.

There was no doubt that the door was locked from the outside, and it seemed that just as the boy had just said, he was locked in this room.

Such a fragile wooden door was nothing to Jibril in the past. Even without using magic, she could easily tear it down with her physical strength alone.

But for some reason, ever since she woke up this time, Jibril felt that she was in an abnormally weak state. In addition, that person cut off her connection with the Elf Corridor in some unknown way, causing her to feel a little tired even after walking a few more steps, let alone using magic as casually as before.

After realizing that it was impossible to leave in her current state, Jibril sat back in her chair, dangling her two feet that could not reach the ground in boredom, and looking back and forth in the room, trying to find something to kill time.

But unfortunately, apart from the table and chairs, there was only a relatively clean and tidy wooden bed in the simple room. There was nothing else to pass the time, not even a window.

"so boring……"

She yawned loudly, then suddenly paused and quickly reacted:

Wait, that monkey... isn't that guy trying to use solitary confinement to destroy his own spirit and will, and eventually beg for mercy because he can't bear it anymore?

Jibril snorted.

Then he really underestimated the Flügel. Which Flügel had not experienced being locked up in a repair surgery room for several years?

At least for Jibril, she had completely gotten used to the boredom that had lasted for years.

...That being said, she still wanted to find something to do if possible.

For example... think about how that person cut off his connection with the Elf Corridor?

It was unlikely that something had gone wrong with him. As a collection of magic spells, the Flügel's connection with the Energy Corridor was almost innate. It stood to reason that unless the Spirit Corridor itself was destroyed, such a connection should not be cut off in any way.

So, that person must have done something.

Jibril thought so in her heart, and her eyes quickly fell on the red wristband on her right hand.

If there is any obvious difference on my body compared to before that can be seen with the naked eye, it is only this strange wristband that was put on my wrist at some point in time.

So, is it related to this thing?

Jibril reached out her hand and touched it lightly, feeling the soft gelatinous texture from her fingertips.

It's very unfamiliar, and is material I've never seen before.

Jibril quickly made a judgment in her mind, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity rising in her heart.

For a girl who is a member of a superior race and loves to collect knowledge, there are indeed many things in this world that she does not know and many things that she does not understand, but there are very few things that she has never seen or even heard of.

In just less than a day, this kind of situation that she could not understand at all had occurred three... no, four... no, five times in a row, and they were basically all related to that young man.

--mystery.

This word is the most appropriate to describe the boy in her eyes now.

Mystery represents the unknown, and the unknown represents new knowledge. In the boy, there exists a "truth" that she does not know yet, or has never even heard of.

Curious, very curious, so curious that I couldn't sleep, my mind was full of wanting to know everything about him, if possible...

cough cough.

Jibril came back to her senses, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and turned her attention back to the matter at hand.

There is no point in thinking about those things now, let’s think about how to get out of here first.

She thought to herself, and gently pulled the wristband with her hand...it didn't move at all. She increased the force a little, but it still didn't move at all.

She could feel that the wristband was not very tight, but it could not be pulled off, not even to create a small gap.

This is another scene that goes against common sense... No, it may also be that my strength is too weak now.

Jibril thought for a moment, then raised her hand and held the wristband to her mouth...

……

"Um... Miss Jibril, I'm sorry to bother you."

When Chronicles carefully pushed 3.1 open the door and walked into the room, she saw a certain Flügel girl sitting at the table, opening her mouth and biting the red wristband on her wrist.

"..."

Watching this scene, Chroni suddenly felt that the Flügel weren't that scary after all.