Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"It's terrible if all immortal species are like you."

Fortunately, she is not, she is just a young god...sigh.

That's not more terrifying.

"Nagini?" Mori Yuesha approached quietly, stretched out her hands, and held the woman's face: "What are you thinking about? Hee... I have agreed and understood. Don't worry, I will be a good boy and will no longer collect souls or decide their lives without authorization."

"Respect is such a simple thing, I can learn it quickly."

The girl raised her chin with a bright face. In the sunlight, a hint of hormones wafted from her clear and flashing eyes.

"But, Alia and Yuno are already dead... What can I do? I can only find a chance to put them into other bodies."

Nagini wiped the sweat off her nose: "There is a way, are you willing?" The solution came from Mori Yuesha's weird mother. Continuing from what she said last time, Mori Yuesha just said 'think about it'.

So today...

After all, there is no way to avoid this topic.

"I understand..." With a pursed mouth, Mori Yuesha gently slapped Nagini's hand away, and glanced unwillingly at the maid who was trying hard to suppress her smile: "...I will ask Him."

“It needs to be solved.”

"understood!"

"Don't be angry with your mother anymore."

"Know it!"

"Should I wait until I'm resurrected and pursue Eriri again?"

"You know—huh?" Mori Yuesha nodded her chin: "Pursue? Why? There's no need for that, right?"

ah…?

This time it was Nagini's turn to stiffen.

What does she…mean?

"Enjoy being loved, and slowly countless creatures will surround me - didn't Nagini say that? Ah, think about it, Arrietty also said something like that." Mori Yuesha tapped her palms: "Sure enough, my servants are all very smart..."

Just listen to what the master says...

Otherwise something serious will happen.

Mori Yuesha was eager to try: "So, I just need to enjoy all kinds of 'love'. It's interesting to think this way. Yuno's 'love' must be different from others - after she dies, there should be a lot of interesting 'love'? Will there be humans cuter than Yuno..."

"As expected, if you hold on to it tightly, you won't be able to fully enjoy the happiness... After all, there will be a lot of it..."

Things seem to be heading in an irreversible direction?

I just want to teach you to respect the people you love.

You yourself have evolved a lot of places to stick your wings.

Gods are different.

Nagini sighed deeply...Forget it, I am special anyway, I hope Miss Agatsuma Yuno will be on her own after she is resurrected.

"Um... Master. These words were told to you by Arrietty. If anyone asks, please tell her her name. Arrietty would be unhappy if I stole the limelight from such aphorisms. So, don't mention my name."

“Is that so…?”

Mori Yuesa looked at Nagini, such a loyal and team-spirited lover... Is this the spirit of sacrifice?

"But you're at a disadvantage, aren't you? This truth, which is worthy of being passed down through the ages, is not signed..."

"Please don't."

"Oh... then, what can I give you as compensation..."

"you."

The little toes moved.

Mori Yuesa lowered her head and took Nagini's hand, her face blushing.

“…I know. I’ll go back first.”

…………

……

Suck.

"Where did you get your ice cream?"

Ansuna pointed to the ice cream shop on the side of the road, "It seems that everyone is dead. I typed it from the machine myself."

"Give me a bite."

"No, this is my favorite."

Imorton's face turned black. He was just watching the show from a distance. If he had known earlier, he would have got some popcorn and snacks and moved a chair over.

Ansuna glanced at him and said, "You are the 'chief high priest', but it was Nagini who solved the witch's problem. Isn't that shameful?"

"Shame on you." Imhotep touched his bald head with an honest look on his face. "Shame on you, but better than death."

He stretched out his rough fingers and pointed in the direction where the tall and short men were leaving.

"Only Nagini can say those words. If it were me," the man who usually had a stern face pointed his finger at himself, and today he curled his lips in a rare move: "If it were me who said that, then 'ka'——"

He wiped his palm horizontally across his neck.

"When she was arguing with Arrietty just now, I already sensed the roar of mana several times. If it weren't for Nagini, I'm really afraid that she would blow up this block..."

He expressed sincerely that he really didn't dare to go up and die, and after giving Ansuna a look of contempt that said 'you didn't go either', he sighed deeply.

"But, the result... is not satisfactory." Imhotep had a headache when he thought of their last conversation: "This kind of words are too much, what should I do in the future...? The witch is so stubborn. If so many creatures really like her..."

"So many? You, can you?"

Ansuna suddenly raised one eyebrow, an invisible danger rolled up on her cheerful face, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

"I..." Imhotep scratched his bald head: "Of course I won't, you know, I almost treat her as my daughter."

"That's it. Why bother with so much? Aren't you afraid of losing your hair?"

Imhotep: ...

Ansuna's words were like shouting to a blind man: Oh my God! Please! Open your eyes and look at this world! It is so beautiful!

"Why don't you learn something? Why are you always learning nonsense from Mori Yuesha?"

"Do you have a problem with me or with Mori Yuesha?"

“…Let’s go and have some ice cream.”

"Humph."

The female warrior who spoke in a disapproving manner but acted honestly hugged the man's arm and hung her whole body on him. The two of them were not in a hurry to go back, but instead left a lot of time for Mori Yuesha and the two attendants.

As he left, Imhotep waved his hand.

The sky was filled with scattered sand and rain, and strands of dim yellow streams intertwined together, flowing down from the sky, and quietly and orderly returned to the body of the high priest.

Amid the surrounding steel and concrete, huge pythons were hiding in windows or behind wooden boards, lurking below, with their bodies grimacing and ready to attack.

With their dried bodies, they forever stop in this motion.

When the master and servant, who did not want to be disturbed, left, the fine sand also completed its mission - leaving the snake's body and being broken into powder.

Chapter 111 Reliable Knight

Arrietty was angry, but she just took a shorter route home.

The little goblin, who had saved many citizens by hacking and slashing along the way as if to vent his anger, had a serious face. He left the huge corpses of wild dogs on the ground, jumped onto the wall, threw out the hook, and floated towards his home.

In addition to anger, she also felt uneasy - as a servant, she lost her temper and yelled at her master. Arrietty herself didn't know where the courage just now came from.

Of course, she didn't like Mori Yuesha playing with life and souls. This was natural and instinctive. She liked to smell the original vitality emanating from every life, the fresh and passionate desire; the passionate eyes and the heroic spirit of going to death generously - those things that only living things can do. But every time Mori Yuesha held the glass jar and looked eagerly at the group of souls that didn't listen to the wailing, her sense of disharmony became stronger.

Her Majesty the Queen is the one I follow, but she is different from me.

Arrietty huddled in the corner of the eaves, with her legs dangling in the air, and remained silent for five minutes.

This matter was her fault, mostly. Mori Yuesha had no obligation to change for her own preferences, nor did she have any reason to retreat because of her own disgust. She was herself, and as a servant, she only had to follow her queen loyally and lead the charge when she needed it.

Besides…

She is so young.

I had a tantrum, and now, she should be crying...?

Alas... How can I comfort the poor little queen?

Perform a live broadcast of taking a hot spring bath?

Arrietty looked down dizzily.

On the deserted street, blue-grey rags were stuffed in the cracks of the glass windows and fluttered in the wind. The machines in the ice cream shop were roaring louder than usual, but the shop was empty. The lights in the attic opposite were dimmed, and two creatures with excellent eyesight were lurking in the darkness, licking the blood on their claws.

She sighed, put away the notebook, stood up and turned to leave.

…………

……

Entering the apartment through the special little door, Arrietty stepped carefully like a thief, struggling with what to say next. Apologizing was not something she was good at. Besides, what she did was wrong in the first place...

Correct your attitude, talk to her gently and reasonably, then touch her head, hand her a tissue, and wipe her tears...

"Don't cry..."

"Arrietty loves Her Majesty very much."

Is that okay?

I hope Mori Yuesa won't be too sad because of the quarrel with me...

Remembering what he would do and say later, he put away his weapon, untied his cloak, and went downstairs while struggling with his inner self.

There were rays of light shining from the staircase.

The little goblin skipped down the stairs, and the faint conversation sounds coming from the living room made her heart even more uneasy.

"Run over...and wipe away her tears."

"Hug her...fingers? Um...lips are fine."

"I hope Her Majesty the Queen is not too sad..."

The little goblin silently repeated the words he had just written several times, put away the notebook, and took a few deep breaths.

dong dong dong——!

The speed of going down the stairs became faster and faster. Taking advantage of the acceleration, Arrietty jumped out with all her strength!

Land!

"Your Majesty! I must explain that it was me who just--"

"Hmm...I can't lick it..."

Arrietty: ...

——Mori Yuesha was holding up half a cake, with a lot of cream on the corners of her mouth. The girl was tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue to hook it hard.

Nagini stood by with a smile on her face, carrying a plate of freshly made desserts.

The two of them had a lot of fun...

Right?

grunt.

Mori Yuesha wiped her mouth and looked over in surprise: "Arrietty?"

Arrietty: ...

Where are the tears?