Antrus shook his head and flipped through the book.

Beatrice asked in a whisper as she glanced at Antrice, who was immersed in the book, and touched a separate page

"You, an elf?"

Although her voice was slight, Wakaba, who had her eyes closed, heard it, and she replied indifferently

"It's not. It's just a product of a bunch of magic.,Figuratively speaking, it's a bento girl.,The kind that just came out to get a boxed lunch.,Also,Beatrice's voice doesn't have to be so small.,He can't hear it.。 ”

"A product of magic?"

"That's pretty much it, anyway, it's the power formed by the shadow clone's structural spell filling magic. Speaking of which, Mana is really a magical power, and it can actually do things that can't be done. If you had to make an analogy, you should ......"

“……”

Wakaba opened his eyes, and his black pupils showed a deep gaze for the first time

"It's the kind of being that resembles a Heroic Spirit."

Ignoring the meaning of Wakaba's words, Beatrice didn't comment on her answer, her eyes leaking with remembrance, and the sadness in her eyes flashed away

Betty's mother also did experiments.

"Mother?"

"Yes, Mother."

Wakaba tilted her head and stopped asking, she rubbed the side face of Beatrice next to her, but this added a little more to the chill in Beatrice's heart.

She changed the subject and asked hurriedly

"Your ability to shield the visual and auditory senses? No... Can the sense of smell also be shielded? ”

Wakaba didn't care about her tone, hesitated for a while, and said

"It's not shielding, it's manipulation. However, it is still far from the legendary **oss indigo-dyed mirror flower water moon, just slightly interfering with people's consciousness and making them ignore me, but, as long as I am close enough to me, I may be stronger than mirror flower water moon. ”

These words made Beatrice look confused, there were many things she had never heard of, such as indigo dyeing, she had lived in this world for more than 400 years and had really never heard of a **oss called indigo dyeing, let alone the name of Jinghua Shuiyue.

So, Beatrice could only be speechless, and Wakaba's senses thought that she was too shocked by her ability to speak, so she continued with a smug face

"Even though I'm not as IQ as an indigo boss, I think I can still be the one behind the scenes!"

“……”

Beatrice turned her head and looked at Wakaba's side face, then her vision moved up, her eyelashes colliding with each other, and her face could see the capillaries of blood in any part of the other, and a halo of distrust appeared in her turquoise pupils.

Wakaba laughed twice and said pointedly

"Elf tears don't seem to have a taste."

"Yes."

“……”

"Why do you ask this?"

"You must have cried, right?"

After Wakaba said this, Curry's voice was so quiet that the needle could be heard, and if Wakaba didn't control the sound, then the curse of Antrius, who was reading a book and muttering quietly, could also be heard.

Beatrice was silent, unable to see the emotion in her eyes, but Wakaba said softly

"You're very similar to Xiao Feng."

“……”

She looked up

"It's lonely, for a long time. If you want to say that you don't feel lonely because you are accompanied by books, then Ruoye can't believe it, I think you must have read every single one of these books, even so you keep flipping through, every time I talk to you, you can answer without thinking, this is not the reaction of people who are immersed in books. For example......"

Wakaba looked at Antrus, and the sound and image were controlled by him, and the last thing that appeared in front of him was

Beatrice squinted her eyes and stared at him impatiently

"What the hell are you looking at?"

"Huh...!? What's wrong? Is it referring to books? Oh! It's an "extreme low temperature". ”

Antrus reacted slowly, and was a little flustered by the surprise of the accosting.

"Oh! Why, do you think you still have the talent of fire attribute? ”

"Well, maybe there is......

Antrus remembered what Parker had said to him the first time

"Kaede's attribute is the yin attribute, it's not that you don't have the qualifications to use other attributes, it's just that compared to your extremely excellent yin attributes, other qualifications are really bad."

Just because it sucks doesn't mean it doesn't, so there's still some......

Antrus couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But this appearance made Beatrice snort coldly, turned her head away from him, and the inexplicable conversation made him scratch his head, and in desperation, he scratched his head and continued to immerse himself in the book.

But this scene is completely presented in front of the real Beatrice, and although she is amazed by this phenomenon, she shows irrepressible impatience in the face of Wakaba's questioning.

"If you just let Betty watch this kind of boring stuff, it doesn't mean anything, it's just a kid's trick."

Beatrice broke the fingers that Wakaba was holding and gently jumped out of her embrace, looking back at her coldly.

"Ah......h Na Na Na, you won't be Xiao Feng's sister who has been separated for many years, right? Wakaba's cold gaze didn't have any effect, she still waved her hand as she did her own thing, and teased casually.

"Humph! How can Betty be the sister of that kind of person, Betty has spent more time than you don't know how long! Don't measure the presence of elves with human time! ”

"Oh...! I know! For example, Emilia's little girl, who looks like she is only eighteen years old on the surface, is actually one hundred and fourteen years old, so you mean to say that you have lived longer than me and Kaede, right? ”

"Humph!"

Although the girl was a little surprised to know about Emilia, Beatrice remained unmoved, only slightly puffing up her chest.

This look made Wakaba Wan'er smile, and there was no impolite voice conveyed, just a pure smile, but it made the space seem to have color

"No, it's not. Xiao Feng didn't know, but I was also sleeping in that space, but I knew it clearly......"

She rose from the bench and walked up to Beatrice, bending slightly, holding her shoulders with her pupils facing each other, all emotions flowing through them

"It's been a long time, so long that I thought I'd been reincarnated hundreds of times...... Every dream is so real, like the world, and it keeps repeating itself, and it always is. ”

Beatrice's turquoise pupils saw something similar from the dark darkness.

It was a loneliness far beyond her own four hundred years, as if she was telling humans that you can't understand my time.