Fortunately, not much vomiting.
Watching the Elf silently releasing magic to twist the iron box containing Su'er vomit into an iron ball, Su'er couldn't help but wonder if the Elf would be angry and put him in there if he had something in his stomach and vomited too much.
The air seemed to be Surounded by invisible knives, cutting Su'er and feeling that his exposed skin was aching. After finding that his strength had recovered a little, Su'er silently lay on the floor of the submarine and moved to the opposite side near the control console, which was diagonally opposite to the Elf. This was also the farthest place he could reach from the Elf.
"Well, uh, let me explain this in advance?" Su'er raised his hands subconsciously to explain, "We should be in the Dwarf submarine now. The space here is not big. If I die here, you will probably have to endure a very... heroic scene for a long time."
"So?" The light golden-haired elf sneered and asked back.
"So what I mean is, can you please stop staring at me so terribly? Ahahaha", Su'er laughed dryly and spoke hesitantly, "I don't know how fast the Dwarf submarine dives. According to speculation, this submarine should be programmed to automatically return if there are objects inside when the flying ship self-destructs. I just don't know how long it will take to return to the Dwarf capital from here."
"You see, if it takes a long time, I'm afraid it won't smell good if I rot here... Don't you agree?" Su'er smiled flatteringly and made a thoughtful analysis for the Elf.
The elf with long light golden hair found it hard to put the flattering smile of the monkey in front of her and the blood-stained heroic smile when the two of them were fighting in the air in the falling spaceship. They were just like a schizophrenic psychopath, two completely different people.
The former made her recall the boring faces that Surounded her all day in the tribe.
Without answering, the elf just closed her eyes temporarily, covering her ribs that were injured again with both hands, and the green light flickered softly, apparently releasing some healing magic to heal herself.
Unlike Su'er, even though she had never taken those moles seriously in the past, she knew what it meant for her to be taken to the largest base of the Dwarf by this submarine alone...
That was an irreparable blood feud between the two races. Even if the gods and their creations did not start this eternal war, the war between the Elf and the Dwarf would never stop unless one side completely disappeared.
Although he didn't hear the Elf' affirmative answer as she wished, after she closed her eyes, Su'er did feel much better. At least the mysterious feeling that every muscle line of his was traced invisibly, as if cut out of the void, disappeared.
The series of fierce fights and unexpected events just now drove away all sleepiness. Su'er even felt energetic at this moment. He kept looking around, the internal structure of the submarine widely used by the Dwarf, the unknown instruments shining with light, the exposed pipes, and the sounds from the outside world that could be heard when he calmed down and listened carefully.
It was not moving by digging through the soil and rocks, but more like a submarine moving in the sea, flowing in the soil and rocks.
Su'er suddenly realized that he was deliberately avoiding looking at the corner where the Elf were, but such avoidance was not because of fear or any other reason, but more accurately... the railing of morality?
Because of the battle and the days of wandering in the desert, the white clothes of the elf with light golden hair were already covered with all kinds of dirt, and even seemed to have been torn and burned. The broken edges of several decorative strips hanging from the back still had traces of scorch... In short, this dress, which was already quite revealing, could hardly completely cover the Elf beautiful figure, not to mention that Su'er and she were currently in a very awkward position.
The elf was still sitting side by side with their feet sideways. When the submarine just broke into the ground, the two were thrown to the corner behind the ship, while Su'er was at the front, close to the control console. At this time, the submarine was heading downwards towards the ground. In other words, Su'er only needed to raise his head a little to see the elf from below...
Considering the safety issues of this chapter, it is better not to describe it here.
Although to be exact, Su'er couldn't really see anything, just like the skirt of the spinning sailor girl, but isn't this more tempting? Su'er closed his eyes, he might as well curl up here and take a nap. "Oh?" The elf suddenly exclaimed in Surprise, but when Su'er looked over, he found that her eyes were still not open. "It's really a beast, even in such a life-threatening situation, you can still be in heat without scruples? From this perspective, Mr. Monkey also seems to be powerful?" The sweet voice said words that made Su'er doubt his life. "...Huh?" Su'er, who was wrapped tightly in the robe, squeaked blankly. "For the Elf who have a very high elf aptitude, we can easily analyze the personality of others by sensing the spirit activities in their bodies. Mr. Monkey, the amount of spirit in your body is very small. Even I have to spend a lot of effort to sense it clearly... By the way, your spirit are abnormally gathering towards your lower body?"
The Elf have not finished their cruel words in a sense. She is turning Su'er into a social terrorist.
"..."
I don't know what to say anymore. Su'er only feels that the muscles on his face are twitching uncontrollably, and there is a feeling of speechlessness that he hasn't felt for a long time.
Is this what female Elf are like? Or is it just an exception? Why do you talk about this problem at this time?
I always feel that the originally solemn atmosphere of this journey with an unknown ending is suddenly different.
In addition, is this thing that sounds more outrageous than the mind-reading skills claimed by the Werebeast standard for you non-human races?
Bang!
Slamming his head hard against the cold steel, Su'er curled up into a ball, even pulling his robe up to cover himself.
He had to clear his mind immediately!