Faced with Magpie's request for cooperation, Itch fell silent.

Magpie is still smiling, and doesn't seem to worry about his lost partner at all.

"Man, if that's what you want right now, that's fine. ”

"In any case, your wishes should be fulfilled. ”

"After all, that's all there is to the living – and so are the dead. ”

The itchy figure disappeared in place, and it seemed that there was no talk of the mood for the follow-up.

Until the end, both of them were just talking about each other's so-called "desires", or goals, and kept silent about themselves, as if it was just so-and-so who had nothing to do with them.

A stream of yellow sand floated out of the barrier, carrying something to the magpie's side, dropping it and quickly retracting back into the hourglass.

Magpie reached out and gently caught the strange little thing.

A delicate ordinary pocket watch with a silver-white metal casing that looks sturdy.

Streams of blue data flashed on the retina in an instant, and the moment they touched this thing, Magpie's cohomology network was already enveloped.

[Name: When-in pointer (descendant)]

[Type: Judgment.] 】

[Emergy: 0]

[Note 1: Appears to be a bit of detriflation at the end of something large.]

[Note 2: Second hand only]

[Note 3: The second hand seems to sense what the holder is thinking and gives him guidance.] 】

[Note 4: The silver hands rotate endlessly, seemingly powered by the wielder's desires.] 】

Magpie put away the [Whisker Pointer], and finally looked back at the empty, yellow sand hourglass, and had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.

- We'll meet again.

In the next moment, he had stepped into the undercurrent and disappeared into the dark and lightless hub.

The sincerity of cooperation has been obtained.

Of course, the itch knows what it wants to do, and if it can't even see such a small thing, how can it become a "desire"?

The black-haired boy walked along the lightless road, and in a moment he felt the touch of the North Star wrapped in the water.

Giving a way out means that the previous tension between the two sides has eased a bit.

Cooperate?

Now is certainly not the time to talk about this with peace of mind, and there is no basis for trust.

I can leave unharmed only because I have inherited the knowledge of the All-Knowing Almighty and can actually threaten the itch.

If both sides have the intention of further cooperation, then there is no need for that time.

Even if they can't, they also gave each other a step down at this time, and Itch and Magpie both wanted to settle things down.

Magpie began to ask for cooperation, firstly, to test the other party's attitude, and secondly, there was indeed not much conflict of interest between the two.

As long as a verbal compromise can be reached, the problems of the trip will not be too big.

The magpie turned on the current of water and swam quickly in the direction it sensed in its heart.

The propellers formed by the North Star stirred the calm depths of the sea at a rapid pace, and the waves opened up one after another, and were swallowed up by the deeper darkness.

Leaving the hub of [Mao no Moment], there is no longer a need for [Momentary Pointer], and the psychic link reconnects with the bell sound that is not too far away.

"Whew. ”

Magpie breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if logically, Itch didn't risk forming a mortal enmity with a strange powerhouse to deceive himself, and Magpie was a little more heartfelt at this point.

It is difficult to go so far if you hurt others and yourself—unless you practice the way of "harming others".

Forget it, don't set up a flag.

Magpie shook his head vigorously.

If there is nothing to do and die like this, there are many planes that erode and infiltrate the multiverse, so how can it be out of specification. has long died on the way to growth and growth.

Can.. There is an anxiety that does not go away with rational thinking.

"Speaking of which, this is also a wonderful person. ”

Magpie touched his chin and smiled.

Itchy... Is it?

There was a sense of déjà vu.

But I couldn't have seen him.

Is it another magpie?

Interesting..

It's so much fun!

It is unexpectedly possible to find such a strange thing, which is obviously interspersed in the long history of the entire three-color world, and has always been dormant and hidden, never running out to make waves.

It's not a small picture.

It's like a hidden copy in an RPG map.

What can you explode by killing him?

No!

Even if it's just to destroy this guy who keeps saying that he wants to want it, it makes people feel extremely happy!

It's really exciting.

An undetectable glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the deep darkness of the water, followed by a turbulent wave of water approaching.

Seeing this scene, the concerned voice in the same tone network, Magpie put away his business-style smile.

- "Suzune." ”

- "I'm back." ”

——————

Somewhere there are constant strange hoarse sounds.

Something faint that cannot be called "light" shines.

"Woo. Wow - wow————"

A nauseous vomiting sound.

"Whew. Ahhh

"People. . . Ahem. People?"

"How can there be such a thing!"

"I didn't have the desire to find him at all!! ”

The hoarse grinding sound rang out again, causing the vomiting figure to let out a terrible scream that did not resemble a human.

"No. Ahh!!h

Sharp and piercing, the voices of men and women were mixed with chaotic sounds, like iron chains, like steel tearing and cutting on the flesh, crushing and rubbing.

Under the faint illumination of "light", the humanoid body is like a random patchwork of distorted geometric figures, and the form that should be round becomes sharp and abrupt.

Twisting, writhing, writhing to the point of pain, writhing to the point of not feeling pain, what is pain after all? It is nothing compared to what really torments people, and it is nothing more than the poison of desire. But where and where there is something beyond desire.

"Whew. Call.. Woo. Ahem, ahem!!"

The noise stopped a little.

"People. . . It's like burning him. ”

"Corrupt。。 Assimilation!... ”

"Join us!"

"But now is not the time. ”

The humanoid body hung low, hanging like a puddle of mud from chains and spikes.

"And... Is there still 1,530 years?"

It lowered its head, and something slimy swelled, wrapped in rusty chains.

"It's okay. It's still too late. ”

"Even if it's too late, it's nothing. ”

The voice was weak, as if he was comforting something below.

Underneath the humanoid, there is something like "light" that emits a so-called "light" and has a moist surface.

Hearing this, the wet thing moved, and the large black thing shrank for a moment, like a human pupil.

"It's okay. Rest assured. I am. It's itchy—cough, cough, cough, cough!!"

"You too. . . Itchy.. ”

"He's itchy too!"

"Never. . . Exception. “

- "Ahem, ahem!!"