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After all, she has lived for such a long time. If there really are other dragons as powerful as her in the world, she will definitely know about it. But she doesn't even recognize these powerful auras. Isn't it really strange?

Looking at the other party who was puzzled, Xiaolin now roughly understood what was going on.

Is she coming to another world?

Xiao Lin looked around at the dense forest again, but his expression was a little different.

In other words, should this be Thor's original world?

She thought about this most likely possibility. After all, she had only been to that world once, and it was just to prevent Thor from "quarreling" with her father, so she didn't stay long.

Then, Xiaolin turned her attention back to the child in front of her, and couldn't help but say the name that was so familiar to her.

"dragon?"

"Oh, you have pretty good taste, human being!"

Hearing this, the distress on the pretty face of the little girl with pink hair and twin tails immediately disappeared without a trace, and she showed a proud look of "I am very awesome", and patted herself hard with her hands, which showed almost no ups and downs. Small breasts.

"I am the only Dragon Demon, the oldest and most powerful Demon King Milim who is called the [Tyrant of Destruction] by others!"

Milim looked very ostentatious as she said it, her little crystal nose almost turned up to the sky.

In fact, after she finished this introduction, both humans and monsters would immediately show signs of fear or vigilance. Even other demon kings who met for the first time had more or less similar expressions. Emotions, without exception.

Only the slime she met not long ago did not behave like this, and now, in Milim's long life, she met a second such person.

A person who ignores all her identities and powers and treats her as an ordinary and normal person.

"Well, I understand. Nice to meet you."

Xiao Lin bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to the little girl in front of him who seemed so proud that she wanted others to praise her, and said with a faint smile.

"I'm Xiaolin."

Chapter 42: There are people at home waiting for the two of them to come back

"are you back?"

In Academy City, inside a completely sealed mysterious building, in a huge and empty room, a certain being suddenly opened his eyes.

It was poured into a huge cylindrical glass column in the center of the room, as holy as a saint, but also as sinking as a sinner, like a newborn child or an old man in his twilight years, also like a man and a woman.

There was no emotion in his indifferent eyes, only absolute rationality similar to that of artificial intelligence, and some kind of obsession that ordinary people couldn't see, and he whispered lightly.

"A demon on a whim? An old friend of the Golden Dawn? Or some quasi-demonic who might have discovered my plan and reached the peak of human power?"

He had already tasted the taste of failure and frustration in his long life. Even if an important chess piece in his plan suddenly disappeared and then suddenly returned to the same place, Aleister's dull emotions were not too much. fluctuations.

"Did you just disappear for a full twenty-four hours... Consider more possibilities of variables, and it's best to prepare accordingly. The final goal will be successful."

The slight murmur gradually died away.

Those indifferent eyes that were unlike anything a human being could have slowly closed again.

After all, he has long been accustomed to the frequent mishaps on the road to success.

And at the same time.

In the outdoor corridor of a certain student apartment, a hedgehog-head appeared out of thin air and was looking blankly at the traffic below, and then subconsciously looked down at his left hand.

"Really back?"

Thinking about the man with heavy dark circles just now, after holding his right hand and almost causing them to explode on the spot.

He stared at the equally confused man with a hesitant look for a long time, and then tried to stretch out his left hand.

"Let's shake it again with another hand."

"Won't it explode again? Poor Mr. Touma is very unlucky."

"Well, probably not? Although I am also quite unlucky."

"Oh, how unlucky is it?" Kamijou Touma asked curiously.

"I'm so unlucky that I suddenly traveled to this world passively while eating an apple at home, and I was so stunned that I dragged poor Mr. Touma and got lost together." Then Gafan replied to the cruel reality with an expressionless face.

"...That is indeed quite unlucky for us."

Two equally hopeless faces looked at each other for a long time.

After finishing his memories and looking away from the familiar traffic, Kamijou Touma suddenly stretched greatly.

"Well, anyway, it's good to be back. Before I knew it, I'd been gone for more than half a month."

Thinking about the experience during this period, and getting to know Saitama and the undocumented knight, whose personalities are similar to mine in some aspects, and the fact that they have known each other for the shortest time, but they also left a deep impression, they are both unlucky people like myself. Gafan.

Kamijou Touma couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips, showing a faint smile.

It doesn’t feel like a bad thing.

"...Hey, that's strange. Have I become stronger?"

After stretching, Kamijou Touma did a little chest expansion exercise, and then looked down at his arms with a surprised expression, whose muscle outline seemed to be more obvious.

To be more precise, it should be that his physical fitness has become stronger.

"I don't know why but the injuries are all healed?"

He casually pulled off some bandages from his body and saw that the wounds and scars on his skin had completely disappeared. Kamijou Touma scratched his cheek in confusion, and then quickly gave up thinking.

After all, this can be considered a good thing, so don’t get too hung up on it.

"Well, forget it, poor Mr. Touma is already very tired. It's better to go home and lie down in bed and have a good sleep. We can talk about other things later."

Feeling as if he had forgotten something, Kamijou Touma's expression began to look lazy and a little tired, and he turned around to open the door to his dormitory room.

After all, he had just left home at that time, and he was directly on the streets of another world inexplicably, and now he was just at the doorstep.

"Index, I'm back..."

Looking at the silver-haired girl living with him who was so hungry that his eyes seemed to glow green, Mr. Touma, who was covered in bandages, had cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and finally successfully recalled what he had forgotten.

He had gone out to buy ingredients for Index to cook, but now, Index had probably been uncontrollably hungry for the whole day.

To die.

"Dang~Ma——"

The silver-haired nun, who had been waiting silently for someone in the entrance hall all night with her pillow in her arms, had just woken up. She watched the familiar figure finally open the closed door and come back. Her fair and pretty face was stunned for a long time.

Then looking at the other person with empty hands, he puffed up his cheeks like an angry hamster, dropped the pillow he had been holding on to all night, and jumped directly onto the other person without any hesitation.

"Where's my food?!!!"

"Ouch!"

As usual, the girl opened her mouth and bit down on the cheek of the most important hedgehog.

It was only early in the morning when a disturbing scream spread throughout the corridor.

"Unfortunately!"

...

However, Gafan, who didn't know that a certain hedgehog in another world encountered another unfortunate incident just after returning, now returned to his home just as smoothly.

Sitting on the soft sofa, looking at the completely dry white wall in front of him, Ga Fan had the illusion that he had never left this world, as if everything that happened before was just a dream.

However, the dream experience will not be such an unforgettable memory.

"Ah, system, we are back."

He leaned back heavily and let his body fall into the arms of the sofa. Gafan's tired voice was full of relaxation at this time.

His reaction when he came back this time was much calmer than the last time. At least he no longer felt embarrassed and wanted to cry. This can be regarded as becoming stronger, right?

The cheating thing about making some mischief before going home has not changed, and he almost had a "celebratory firework" explode in his face to test the thickness of his skin. Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

Thinking of this nonsense, Gafan's right eyelid couldn't help but subconsciously twitch.

However, he also clearly felt at that time that Kamijou Touma's right hand and his passive traveling physique seemed to dislike each other, to the point where they almost started to "fight" just by touching each other.

Damn it, why do you deceitful "broken physiques" have so many ideas of your own?

Gafan thought with a speechless expression.

"Yes, I'm back safely."

The system's voice also became lazier, and for some reason it said in a teasing tone: "Host, look around you."

"Huh? What's wrong? What's going on around me...fuck, hiss!"

Gafan was only halfway through his subconscious reply when he felt someone suddenly kicked him hard on his side. He couldn't help but gasped and raised his hand to cover the place where he was kicked.

grass! Which little brat dared to sneak up on him, and if he didn't retaliate immediately, you would feel the pain of your little toe being hit on the table leg for a whole month...

The violent silent swearing suddenly stopped, because Gafan turned his head with a silent expression and saw Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was lying next to him, curled up and sleeping on the sofa.

The subconscious anger in my heart instantly turned into another complex emotion that was extraordinarily embarrassing and a little guilty.

At this time, he noticed an empty wine bottle on the small table beside him, and a few burnt cigarettes in the trash can.

"..."

Then, Gavanna stood up silently without even daring to breathe. He quietly went to get a blanket and came back to help cover the woman who had probably been waiting for him at home all day. , lest the other party catch a cold.

That cowardly and careful look really doesn't look like a guy who dares to directly set off a nuclear explosion and fight against an unreasonable and powerful monster just to save people.

"Host, you look so timid."

"Shut up, you stupid system."

"Oh, weak carbon-based creatures."

In my mind, one person and one system started their daily bickering again.

Remarks on the launch

The author is a salty fish, with dead fish eyes, a otaku, squatting at home, age and gender are not important, he is a virgin.

cause of death:......

Well, let’s skip this sad topic.

To be honest, when I first started writing this book, I didn’t expect that so many people would like to read it. After all, the subject matter I chose is quite old-fashioned, and there are more handsome readers every day. Will kindly vote to bring support and encouragement, just like the person in front of me now, he...

Readers passed by silently, ignoring the author's outstretched hand.

"..."

"Bang!"

Put the bloody brick and the ticket reward into your arms.

He was so handsome and kind-hearted that he took the initiative to vote for me. To be honest, this gave me a lot of motivation to code.

Ahem, no kidding, I have actually been writing novels for three years, and I have tried various genres.

There are some about youth and daily life, some about fantasy and immortality, and there are also original and fan novels. The results are both good and bad, neither good nor bad. But I didn’t expect that in the end, I found that the most suitable thing for me to write turned out to be the variety comics that I often read.

Presumably, old readers who have read my previous books should also know that I do not write invincible style. Even the protagonists are all "ordinary people", and this has gradually formed the style of my writing. A characteristic and a habit.

Even in the genre of comprehensive comics where it’s easy to head towards invincibility right from the start, I still retain this “ordinary” habit.

But rather, I am subconsciously accustomed to bringing some of my own personality and three views to the protagonist in my novel. This is also a common problem of authors. I will put myself in someone else's shoes and think about what I would do in that situation. Actions and thoughts, think about what choices an ordinary good person would make when faced with an extraordinary reality.

Then try to make his behavior more realistic.

He has a happy-go-lucky personality and hates trouble. He doesn't like to pursue power. He has his own bottom line and is easy to follow his heart when things happen. But when he sees someone in need of help...

The protagonist in my novel is not a coward!

Maybe sometimes there is an unavoidable impulse, but humans are such emotional creatures.

The entire first volume of my book is actually foreshadowing the protagonist's character. If he was saved by the eldest sister, he will also save others in the future.

In the second volume, I personally experienced fighting for others and witnessed the undocumented knight's final battle that risked everything in order to protect others, originating from the cry of the soul. The character of the protagonist will be further completed. .

After people have seen enough and experienced enough, they will slowly grow up. In fact, the protagonist now doesn’t know what he wants to do or what he wants most. He originally wanted to live a peaceful life but just... Passively traveling through time, but after a long time, he will eventually find the answer.

In the process, he will help us make up for some of the regrets in the original work and become good friends with some of our favorite characters. This can be regarded as one of my original intentions.

Ahem, the topic has gone too far. Such a serious style of painting is not suitable for me, so...my handsome, cute and charming readers, come and shout the slogan of "Full Booking"!