Wow~
Wow~~~ oh~~~
Her two small arms were hugging each other. Jibril couldn't help but lean back slightly behind the tree. Even though she tried her best to make her expression normal, it was still useless.
She didn't even prioritize her own injuries. Jibril watched that weed drag her clumsy body and endure the pain to throw all the medicinal herbs she found into the pool water, and then watched her remove the dirty clothes from the beast with difficulty.
What a disgusting inferior thing. Jibril's sharp eyes saw that the unconscious beast's body was covered with wounds of all sizes. The scabs formed by the solidified blood were firmly stuck together with the dirt, dust, and close-fitting clothes, which was extremely ugly.
But that weed did not seem to be disgusted. Instead, Jibril saw nothing on that face except for gritting her teeth to endure the pain. The severe cold outside the ruins had a good numbing effect on her body nerves. At the very least, when that weed tore those disgusting clothes from the beast's wounds, the unconscious beast just subconsciously frowned.
However, even so, that weed still subconsciously lightened the movements of her hands - tut-tut-tut.
She wanted to record what she saw in her diary, but after touching it, Jibril remembered that her diary was thrown in the deepest part of her room... To be honest, after reading so many books by weeds, she also had a little idea of creating a story of her own.
Hmm, how about calling it "The Weed and the Beast"?
It should become popular among the Flügel, right?
Although she always felt that her sisters would not be interested in such boring things.
Once again, Jibril sighed for her uniqueness.
Pulling her slightly wandering thoughts back, she sat cross-legged in the air and spied on the weed's hasty actions - after roughly cleaning the wounds, she poured some unknown potion into the beast's mouth, pushed the immobile beast into the pool with difficulty, and barely put her into a somewhat comfortable position.
After prioritizing the beast, the Elf weed began to treat her own injuries.
Quietly watching all this, Jibril's mind had already concocted one absurd story after another, making wild guesses.
To be honest, it was not uncommon for two different races to fall in love with each other and choose to leave their own race to live in seclusion in the vast outside world during this great war that had been going on for an unknown amount of time. After all, when the time span is stretched to an exaggerated degree and the base number is also amplified to an exaggerated number, it is not strange for some oddballs to be born every once in a while.
There are always some guys whose aesthetics and ideas are different. This is a very normal thing. In the endless life of the Flügel, where they will never die naturally unless they are killed in battle, such stories are also brought up and made fun of when they are bored.
By the way, these guys who were different from their peers were all dealt with by their respective races in the end, without exception.
But this pair in front of her was different - at least those guys were two races! The weed in front of her chose a beast that didn't even have a race name?!
Hey, hey, isn't the bottom line a little too low?
This kind of aesthetic and mental state made even Jibril, who considered herself very unrestrained, frown.
Should she say that she is indeed a stupid weed? In addition to her recklessness and disrespectful courage, she can easily break through the bottom line that even the Flügel cannot accept.
With this mood of anticipating the follow-up development, what Jibril waited for was a slightly long period of time when the beast was still unconscious... To be honest, she was a little bored of waiting.
Fortunately, the patient waiting generously rewarded her. After the beast woke up, Jibril learned a strange, no, it should be a surprising piece of news from their conversation - the beast was actually a creature from another world?!
So that's it. In that case, it would be inappropriate to call him a beast. After all, unlike those lowly things in this world, according to his own name... he is called a human?
She sucked back the saliva that flowed out due to her excessive excitement and surprise, and Jibril almost jumped for joy as she spun in circles in the air.
Ah~ ah, this should be it! She thought she just saw the head of a beast, but after picking it up, she found it was the head of a vampire. It can be said to be a huge surprise!!
Especially since this is a head full of knowledge from another world. To be honest, when she heard that creature who called himself a human talking about things in another world as if nothing had happened, Jibril almost held her breath and listened... Such a head would definitely cause a scramble among the Flügel, right! But I will definitely not give it to my sisters!!
Ah, no, if such a head with special value dies, its value will be reduced, right?
Suddenly realizing this, Jibril's spinning body stopped, and she propped up her chin with a troubled look.
So should I raise him? It feels so troublesome... What do fragile things eat?
She was truly moved by her own kindness, and also happy that she was about to harvest a super, super precious, a top-tier rarity, a head that was the only one in the world, but unfortunately, Jibril's good mood did not last long.
[...If someone were to ask me like that while I'm hiding in the dark, I would definitely jump out impatiently, right?]
Hmm?
[Of course, instead, I think the more powerful and strong you races think you are, the more exuberant your desire for performance and display is...]
Hmm hmm hmm?
[...I even helped him or her think of the lines for their appearance - Oh? A mere monkey actually has this much courage?]
What... is this human talking about?
[After all, they are basically guys who have nothing in their heads except fists and bigger fists...]
?
Angry.
A small vein popped up on her forehead. Jibril's cute little face showed a broken, evil smile - she had decided. She must carve two big words on this mindless beast's forehead.
She would carve [Idiot].
Moron seems okay too.
But before making him into a decoration, let's take out the fun stuff first.
Learning the movements of that beast, she peeled the skin off the baked... potato and dipped it in sweet and spicy sauce before putting it in her mouth. Jibril squinted her eyes to savor the taste and made her decision.
By the way, it's a sweet and sour taste, so why did that beast name it sweet and spicy sauce?