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So Vincent asked:

"Don't you have a name?"

"Well, I haven't been in contact with a linguistic race since I awakened my consciousness, and it wasn't until that day that I was rescued by you that I learned basic language skills. ”

The bow bounced in Vincent's hand in an unusually happy tone, making it clear at a glance how she was feeling at the moment.

Absolutely overjoyed.

Vincent was confused, and said that he hadn't seen the bow on the day Olivia had rescued Tabesa, and when had he saved another slime.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is that time?"

In order not to hurt Bow's feelings, Vincent didn't ask openly, but induced her to take the initiative to say it.

"Well, you remember, that's good. Thanks to you, I didn't continue to be controlled by that villain. ”

The bow bounced continuously, and seemed to be particularly excited for Vincent to remember himself.

But when she did this, Vincent felt ashamed of her.

After all, he didn't remember anything like that.

As a last resort, Vincent had no choice but to respond to her in a hmm-hmm, while carefully recalling what she said about being controlled.

Soon, Vincent remembered that he had stunned Maurice with an arrow, and then killed him in a fit of rage.

For Vincent, the number of battles he's experienced since he came to Trea isn't much, and according to the bow, a little exclusion will be known.

In order to recall the detailed process of the whole thing, Vincent seriously closed his eyes and meditated on the memories, turning the scenes at that time into a silent film, revisiting the scene from his own first perspective.

It's just that he looked at it three times, and in the end, he still couldn't find a pink slime like the bow.

After a fruitless search, Vincent had to give up and withdraw from retrospective meditation.

Obviously unable to lie, he diverted her attention in order to prevent Bow from questioning him, "You have been following me, is there something wrong?"

"Well, I'll think about it," the bow swayed from side to side, like a girl with her little head dangling, and then she bounced her body and continued in a cheerful voice, "Well, there are two main reasons. ”

"First, of course, to repay you for saving your life. Second, I feel like you're a man with a big secret, and I like the smell of your body. ”

After saying that, the bow seemed to be shy, and the pink on the body became much darker, and even the bow at the top, which was not small, hung down.

It stands to reason that Vincent should have been interested in seeing such an anthropomorphic act. But when he heard the taste again, he suddenly felt a headache, and suddenly lost interest.

[Ah, one by two say that I taste good, am I delicious?]

Vincent shouted in his heart, he was really uncomfortable when he couldn't grasp the clue at all.

But just as Vincent was secretly slandering, Bow said again, "And besides, I forgot to say the most important thing. ”

Vincent was overjoyed when he saw this, and asked if she was going to tell him the reason, so he asked very quickly, "What's the matter?"

"Well, I don't have a name yet, but I'm very, very envious of your names. ”

The bow was talking quickly in an impatient tone, and at the same time she writhed her body, and even the bow that had been hanging down was raised.

It looks like a little girl with her hands raised.

And Vincent, who saw this scene, couldn't help but be amazed in his heart.

A low-level monster has such an IQ, it's really worth exploring.

Of course, Vincent's so-called inquiry is not some evil magical experiment, but through daily communication with the bow, to get what he wants.

After thinking about that, Vincent resisted the urge to touch the bow and asked softly:

"And what kind of name do you want, domineering, cute, or ordinary?"

"Hmm..."

Bow was a little hesitant, she had just wished she had a name, and she hadn't thought about it that much, because she was suddenly asked by Vincent, and she suddenly felt that she was in a state of confusion.

And Vincent couldn't say it for a while when he saw her, so he quickly said a few, and let her choose: "Jane Aella?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bow shook violently, and he said with great resistance: "No, I want to be similar to your name, and I don't want anything else." ”

"Hmm, that's a lot simpler, Wen Rui, Wen Lei, Wen Wen?"

Vincent said in a questioning tone, paying attention to Bow's reaction.

When his two names were spoken, the bow kept her own deep groan, not saying a word.

It wasn't until Vincent said the word Wenwen that she clicked the bow wildly, indicating that she liked it very much.

[Probably sounds simple?]

Vincent's thoughts on the bow, oh no Wenwen are quite unclear.

But since she thought the name was good, Vincent wouldn't say more.

Then

The bow, which had already been named Wenwen, was obviously overjoyed, and she jumped from between Vincent's hands and landed on the ground of the heart of the mother tree.

In the form of a soft body, she flicked and flicked, and made a cooing sound from time to time.

Seeing this, Avella, who was still poking her not long ago, hurriedly walked over, squatted in front of her, waved her little hands as if to say hello, and then reintroduced herself and said, "My name is Avella, it's nice to meet you, Wenwen." ”

"Well, Wenwen is glad to meet you, Avella. ”

After speaking, Wenwen stretched out an anthropomorphic little hand on his soft body and made a handshake gesture to make friends.

Seeing this scene, Avira also smiled and stretched out her little hand, shook it with Wenwen, and shook it up and down.

Although he still has doubts about the life-saving grace in Wenwen's mouth, Vincent is unwilling to go too far to find the reason.

After all, the Wenwen he saw through the team information was nothing more than a slime of less than level forty, and it was an existence that didn't need to worry about him at all.

Vincent got up and pretended to pat the non-existent dust off his thighs, cheekily walking towards Vensie.

What he cared about most was the tears in their mouths.

If everything that happens in the dream is indirectly fed back into reality.

In Vincent's opinion, things are not so simple.

He had every reason to suspect that he would come to Tria, and it was definitely not some inexplicable crossing.

Soon, he walked to Evinsi's side, elbowed one hand on his abdomen, and rested his chin on the other, looking into the distance, in a standard contemplative pose.

Then he pretended to be casual and said, "I suspect that our arrival in Tria is not an easy matter. ”

"Yes. ”

Avensi, who lowered her head so that her skin was not exposed at all, replied decisively, as if she had known it a long time ago.

So Vincent's tone suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "It seems that you know something." ”