Chapter Twenty-Six: Heterogeneous Sisters
"Who, who's avoiding you! Don't give me too much self-awareness! You idiot saint! ”
Looking at Joan of Arc, black Joan of Arc obviously had clear green muscles on his head, and roared irritably, wanting to push Joan of Arc aside, but Joan of Arc, as a judge, can be said to be unsurpassed in the field of defense, although it looks soft and weak, but it is not something that ordinary servants can fight.
I saw Hei Joan of Arc push it over with one palm, it's useless! Joan of Arc endured her push without moving.
"Oops~ It turned out that he didn't hide from me. Relieved. ”
"Don't let me go for granted! A sucker! Of course it's super annoying for you! I don't want to see you at all! ”
"But you just said that you didn't hide from me, and asked me not to think too much."
"Who cares about you! Anyway, here, give me the act of never seeing me! Got it! Here, I just treat you as if you don't exist, and you as if I don't exist! ”
Joan of Arc angrily threw down such a sentence, Joan of Arc lowered her head, her golden hair blocking her eyes, but the disappointment on her face could be faintly seen. The blonde Holy Maiden nodded silently, and Joan of Arc was about to sing a triumphant song to leave, and her heart was still excited about overpowering Joan of Arc, but she saw Joan of Arc turn sideways and bow to Astana.
"I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble. Please continue to take care of her in the future. ”
"Huh?! What a good sister's setting you have! Don't label yourself, okay? Disgusting to death! Stupid saint! ”
Black Joan of Arc grabbed Joan of Arc's golden braid and pulled her bent waist to stand up straight.
"Alas...... But you won't let me talk to you, I'm worried about you. I'll help you entrust it. ”
"I don't need you!"
"In the future, you must eat well and grow up healthily ......"
"Am I a child! You don't have to worry about it! Ahhh Dysphoria!! I'm so angry, you come with me! ”
Joan of Arc tugged on Joan of Arc's shoulders, turned her around, and pushed her on the back to force her out the door.
Astana looked at the state, looked at the gifts on the table, and she nodded: "Professor, prepare the gifts for the return visit." ”
"Oh."
"The gifts that the other party gave back are obviously higher than the gifts we gave before, and we have to return the excess to the Saints Association."
Yagi silently looked at Astana who was rummaging through the cabinets to find gifts, and said in his heart: Where is this evil organization, isn't this a super good little girl?
Yagi thought of a certain funny comic for a moment, in which the evil organization Florham does every day is a heart-warming good thing, caring for the neighborhood, uniting the neighborhood, and in everyone's mouth, they are a particularly cute group of people. And the hero of justice has nothing to do all day long, stays at his girlfriend's house to eat soft rice, or goes out to play Boqingge, no matter how you look at it, he is an extremely decadent guy.
Reading this comic, while it is funny, it will also deeply sympathize with the villain.
Thinking of this, Yagi suddenly felt that it would not be bad to join this evil organization led by Astana.
Just as he was thinking, Astana had already packed up his gifts and hurried to the Saints' Society.
For a while, this evil organization was left with himself and the professor
Yagi Yukisai happened to have something to ask him.
"Professor, I'd like to know what that messy peculiarity was all about? We must have been teased by you to go to the peculiar point of the evil dragon. What the hell are you thinking? Are you contemplating some kind of conspiracy? ”
As soon as Yagi's voice fell, Moriarty's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, no, where am I that kind of person." I'm just a poor old man. So ......"
Moriarty sneered, and tapped his finger at the red spear that was resting on his neck.
"So...... Can this be withdrawn? ”
"I really have the heart to stab you to death. As a result, if you think about it carefully, I killed you and you were also resurrected in Chaldea. ”
"Oh, boy, you finally understand the benefits of not doing useless work! That's right! Killing me won't solve the problem! ”
"But it must be cool!"
As he spoke, Yukisai put his spear around Moriarty's neck again.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Tell me about it."
"The one before, is it a conspiracy?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"What's it!"
"Whatever you say, that's what you say!"
Moriarty's words annoyed Yagi: "What do you call that!" It's like I'm trying to extract a confession! ”
"You're trying to extract a confession, young man! By the way, the definition of coerced confessions is written in the fifth paragraph of chapter 3, verse 17, in my wicked canon, and if I remember correctly, it should be on page 78. ”
"You remember it quite well!"
Yagi Yukisai laughed angrily and said, "Professor, I don't embarrass you, as long as you answer me a question, I will let you go." ”
"You ask."
"Are you the leader of this evil organization coming to Chaldea to stop us from saving the world?"
When asked this question, Yagi Yukisai no longer expected him to answer.
If you are a smart person, or someone who has reached the MAX level of observation and expression, you can probably guess the true meaning of the other party from the other party's answers.
The explanation is that "from the light that flickered in the depths of his pupils, it was clear that he had just said the truth (or falsehood)].
The problem is that Yagi doesn't have this ability to observe. doesn't have this analytical ability, his logical thinking, he can't even understand Conan, he can only wait for the author to explain the modus operandi, what else can he expect him to analyze?
Faced with this unexpected straight ball, Moriarty shook his head in affirmation.
"Whew, boy. Only this thing, the answer is the exact NO. Far from stopping you from saving the world, I'm here to make sure you can save the world. Uh-huh. ”
The professor smiled slightly, looking secretive, knowing a lot, but he just didn't say it.
“…… Forget it, if you dare to do anything, be careful that everyone in Chaldea will target you. ”
Yukisai Yagi put down his gun. As stated at the beginning, he does not have the ability to reason in this area.
This sentence was only said once because I had the opportunity to do so.
Hawkers, anyway, that's Fujimaru Rika's business, regardless of his own business.
As long as you are at ease, you can do your duty as a warrior.
Moriarty raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.
Yukisai Yagi put away his spear, took Moriarty's black tea cup, and took a sip.
"It's bitter."
"Well, black tea just has a bitter taste. Oh yes. $28 per glass. ”
"Can I spit it out and give it back to you?"
"Your Excellency, the savior who saved the world, don't say such cheap words."