The wheelchair with anti-gravity mode on carried Rika Fujimaru as she floated downward, and soon the air exhaled from her mouth and nose was blown into a white mist in the plummeting temperature.

+ I have indeed come to you. Conrad. But I don't really want to have to go back to bed for some other mess before I meet you. +

She tried to convey the message to the other party through the connection of the contract, but received no effective reply. The temperature seemed to slow down, and it didn't seem to be, and the thermostat system increased its operating power again, and Rika Fujimaru could hear the sound of warm air blowing from the nearby air ducts.

She floated all the way to the bottom of the whole road, and even left Arjuna behind, who was supposed to push her away. Guarding the door of Conrad Coetze's cell, somewhat unexpectedly, were two Grey Knights who were on the verge of a great enemy. She used her modest fingers to control the wheelchair to a crooked halt, trying to beg them to "open the cell door" - but with a mouth, she sneezed firmly.

At that moment, Fujimaru Rika was desperate: it's over, now it's going to be held down by Asclepius and poured hot ginger water! The god of medicine is very fond of this home remedy that he learned from the Chinese Heroic Spirit!

Just as she instinctively covered her face with sneezing, the others, who were unlikely to be thrown far away, arrived at the gate controlled by complex mechanical and psionic spells at the same time. The Imperial Regent ordered the opening of the cell and the interrogation of the prisoner in a majestic voice, but before he could finish his sentence, a female voice that suddenly rose and became sharp interrupted by a roar:

"Conrad Coe—"

Fujimaru Rika didn't even have time to call the name of the initiator, but she was already "grabbed" by an inexplicable darkness and dragged off her wheelchair, and the whole person was swallowed by the same darkness in an instant.

The psionic protection here was arranged by the Grey Knight, and even if it was a temporary measure, it should have been tight enough, but the empty wheelchair that was still floating in mid-air and spinning alone due to the activation of anti-gravity mode clearly reminded everyone: this may be a protective barrier that can trap the Great Demon, but it is still not enough for a primordial body that understands its own essence.

“…… She's fine. After an interval of two seconds, Arjuna suddenly spoke, "My Lord told me by reading that she is all right now, but she was dragged into his prison by the Midnight Lord Primordial. He seems to want to talk to my master alone. ”

In a different scenario or technique, Killiman may still be able to agree to the execution of this "one-man talk" to a limited extent. But now, with a grim face, he once again gave a strong order to the Grey Knights stationed here: "Open the door!" ”

——

"It's cold!" Fujimaru Rika screamed in dissatisfaction, stumbled into the apparently unused bed in the room, and unceremoniously tugged at the corner of a large flat blanket and wrapped it around herself.

The air is cold, and so is the blanket. Rika Fujimaru was still shivering in the blanket, but she was confident that it wouldn't last long. Once Coetzes had made his wish to stop the trouble, the cooling caused by the over-absorption of subspace power had subsided, and the hard-working thermostat system should soon bring the temperature back to normal in the room - wait, take a closer look, and the "cell" was treated pretty well.

Rika Fujimaru, who was still trembling, began to look around at the furnishings of the room after simply informing Arjuna of her current situation through reading. There are beds, desks, chairs, and even a small sofa and small coffee table for single people. All of this is in the original size, typical of the Macurag-style style, and there is no doubt that Killeman pulled it out of his storeroom and placed it here.

It's a pity that it is clear that these cares from his brothers did not make Conrad Coetzes appreciate much. The most pitiful thing in the whole room was the small fabric sofa, which should have had a beautiful lining with a bright blue background, but now, it was so broken that even Fujimaru Rika didn't dare to recognize what the print on it was.

Having lost the confines of the cushion's skin, the springs freely protruded from above with spiral-shaped tips, and the white flower padding had apparently once flown around, but now they were just lying quietly on the ground centered on the sofa itself, like a thin layer of snow, motionless.

The rest of the furniture had been damaged to varying degrees by Coetze's claws—not the lightning claws on his nightmare cloak, but his own fingernails. The room looked as if it had been ravaged by some big cat, and the only thing that barely escaped was the bed. At least the bedding and blankets on top are pretty neat.

And the reason why Rika Fujimaru was able to see the whole room so clearly was due to Coetzes himself not blocking her view - specifically, he was now "about half out of this room".

"Although the subspace entities are very idealistic, I don't think there will be such side effects in a bad mood." Rika Fujimaru, who was sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in a blanket, looked down at the ground under her feet and said, "My assessment is that you are starting to grasp the main point, but you just refuse to use it in the right place. ”

Considering that the furniture in the entire room was in the original size, it was normal for her to sit on the edge of the bed with her feet dangling. Unusually, on the ground near her dangling feet, a viscous fluid so black that it was almost impossible to see the details was hesitatingly hovering.

- Conrad Coetze, who has indeed begun to grasp the main points and learned how to trap most of his own body in subspace, and the other half in the form of essence, without being confined to the necessary form in the real universe, slowly "grows" from that small mass of black fluid.

It seems that this is the first time that Rika Fujimaru has seen him build his own body in the real universe from scratch according to the presupposition. It stands to reason that when Koz finally figured out what the concept of "Lingji" from another world was, Rika Fujimaru should applaud this original person whose mental age is no more than five years old. But seeing him come out with a face that was so depressed that he couldn't be overwhelmed, Fujimaru Ritsuka's words really couldn't be exaggerated.

On the one hand, it is a bit of a suspicion of yin and yang in terms of atmosphere; On the other hand, Coetzes is a person who has a little bit of a problem in his brain.

"I messed up." As if assuming that Rika Fujimaru fully understood the cause and effect, Koz said thoughtlessly, his tone sad and frustrated, "I thought it was easy, I thought I knew what I had to do. I knew that the losses might be more than expected, but I took it upon myself anyway. But in the process of this matter, I realized that there was so much I didn't understand, and the matter itself quickly got out of my control. ”

If you come to another person, you may have to soften your heart for the outpouring and repentance of an original body. People who don't know what is going on here will be comforted by things like "you've done your best" and "think of this as a not-so-good start, it's still a beginning after all" – but Fujimaru Rika doesn't.

"yes, you screwed up. It's so hard to mess up, I didn't even think you could make things like this. The little girl wrapped in a blanket said viciously, "There are only more than 5,000 people left in the end, and you don't have the concept of 'brake' at all?" ”

- For Conrad Coetzes, if he himself feels that he has done something wrong, then reassuring him at such times will be counterproductive. At this time, it is better to scold him directly according to his wishes, and then propose a solution to the problem, which can be more acceptable to him.

“……”

The original seemed to want to argue something, but he didn't say a word in the end. It seems that at least this time, he himself realized that his sophistry did not hold water. This made Fujimaru Ritsuka feel a little relieved, but she didn't show it, but just patted the bed next to her in anger:

"You sit down and talk, I don't want to hold my head so high - my neck is cold." She said this, curling herself up in the blanket again.

While waiting for Coz to sit down on the edge of the bed on the same side, Rika Fujimaru couldn't help but sigh again:

I hope that everything goes well with this "psychotherapy".

Miwoo (Leopard Kill)

(End of chapter)