A laugh that made Su'er even more confused.
"Hahahaha, so that's what you thought?", she probably laughed enough. The pink-haired Flügel reached out and wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes due to the laughter and said slowly: "Then do you know what the Flügel motto is?"
Who would know that? Su'er could only shake his head firmly.
"Kill when you want to kill - that's the Flügel motto", the smile on her face suddenly turned cold. The pink-haired Flügel clear eyes fell on Su'er's body. Only at this time would her young face show a soul that was far beyond her physical body, "Then... do you want to fight?"
That familiar murderous intent appeared again, spreading up Su'er's spine, stimulating his every nerve, and in an instant, it made him become the most vigilant.
However, the Flügel did not come to kill.
"If that's the kind of battle you crave, then it's fine... After all, I remember all that pain in my heart...", the amber cross pupils flickered. The pink-haired Flügel showed a bloodthirsty smile. At this moment, she was undoubtedly serious. If Su'er wanted to recreate the previous battle, she was ready at any time.
Almost the moment the Flügel voice fell, Su'er shook his head forcefully without hesitation.
"Heh, kill when you want to kill, don't kill when you don't want to kill. The past has no connection with the present. That's how the Flügel do things... Are you satisfied with this answer?", with a light laugh, the pink-haired Flügel asked back airily. That oppressive murderous aura disappeared in an instant, and she became that harmless little girl again.
Su'er nodded vigorously.
He had completely understood the Flügel meaning. In short, if the conversation was not pleasant, then the her who was just smiling and chatting amicably in the last second could draw her knife and chop people down without hesitation in the next second - it might not be a knife, but it was undoubtedly a fact that every attack was aimed at killing the other person.
What kind of insane race is this??
Su'er sighed silently in his heart.
What did Think talk about with this Flügel while he was unconscious? What kind of agreement and balance did the two of them reach? Why was this crazy-like Flügel soaking in the pool so amicably at this moment?
There were too many questions. The Flügel answer not only did not clear up his confusion, but instead, he became even more confused. Su'er wanted to see Think and hear her thoughts.
"Ah~, are you looking for that weed?", seeing Su'er's eyes constantly looking left and right, the Flügel little girl suddenly curled up the corners of her mouth and laughed. This smile was exceptionally evil, "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed... because~... it has already been buried by me~~"
As if she wanted to secretly tell Su'er this secret, the pink-haired Flügel put one hand on her cheek, deliberately lowered her voice, and moved closer to Su'er to whisper.
!!!
A shocking fact!
Think was killed?!!
Su'er's mind was so blank from this information that it was almost empty. However, this also seemed to explain why the Elf who was a lifelong hater of the Flügel had not shown up until this moment, and it also explained why they were safe during his unconsciousness - indeed, if one side had disappeared, they would indeed be safe.
Think had been killed by this Flügel?!!
His smooth breathing suddenly stopped there. Even the blood flowing in his body was frozen. Su'er couldn't help but clench his fists. He could see that the evil Flügel was still smiling, and her smile became even more proud.
No, wait a minute.
Su'er suddenly noticed something, something he hadn't paid attention to.
The translucent blue objects floating and rotating like a galaxy above his head seemed to be telling him something... If Think was really dead, then who made these things?
Did this Flügel peek into his memories while he was unconscious?
This guess was immediately denied. Although he only had a brief encounter with the god of forging Okan, Su'er still believed in Okan's words that his soul was very dangerous. A soul that even the divine would fear. Let's not talk about this kind of bragging that sounded awesome but didn't help his current situation at all. If this Flügel had really touched his soul, then her current state should not be so normal.
Then there was only one answer - Think was still alive, and even living well.
After all, this kind of shimmering, starlight-like, translucent color would never be perfectly recreated without having seen it in person.
This Flügel little girl was lying with a vicious sense of humor.
If he were to recall it now, didn't she just say that the healing of his body was completed after Think referred to the Flügel recovery magic circle?
For once, Su'er rolled his dead fish eyes. He had quickly calmed down from the sudden surge of anger.
You're something else, Flügel.
Are you planning to take the opportunity to beat me up when I get angry and rush at you?
"Heh, it seems that your clumsy lie was easily seen through by Mr. Monkey?", the mocking tone was not at all concealed. The voice rang out just as the Flügel was watching Su'er's speechless expression with a grin.
It was Think's voice that Su'er was already familiar with. Even he himself didn't realize it. Even though he had already confirmed through deduction that Think was definitely fine, when he really heard Think's voice appear, he subconsciously let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The pink-haired Flügel grinning expression instantly became one of disgust. Flapping her small wings, she turned around and said: "Did the stupid weed finally remember that she also needs fresh air and is willing to come out of the corner?"
Good. It seems that the two of them don't get along very well either.
Confirming this immediately, Su'er also looked in the direction of the voice, and then he was stunned by the shocking scene.
That was - Think?
For a moment, he even suspected that he had mistaken her, but after several confirmations, Su'er was still sure that it was Think. But unlike her before, probably because she had regained the ability to cast magic, the light golden-haired Elf had now completely abandoned the style of clothing for protection that had briefly appeared on her, and instead had become very... luxurious.
Please forgive Su'er for using such a word to describe it, but the current Think could only be described as gorgeous, even far exceeding the clothes she wore when the two of them first met.