Chapter 241 Are you married?


Chapter 241 Are you married?

"Do you want to drink soup together?"

Broly filled a few more bowls of soup and asked the Ex-Machines next to him.

Ex-Mechanic: "..."

Hubi stood up to explain.

"Ex-Machina does not have the feeding needs of normal creatures. If we had to say what they could eat, probably motor oil would be more suitable than Flügel mushroom soup."

"Motor oil, does that taste good?"

Broly was a little curious.

“Not suitable for normal life, nor suitable for normal creatures.”

Hubey felt a little speechless, but still explained.

"Is that so..."

Broly felt a little regretful and silently drank his mushroom soup.

"There is a little bit of meat missing. Do you know where there are more delicious prey around here?"

Broly asked.

“It is difficult for ordinary creatures to survive under the shroud of dead elves, but there should be some cave-dwelling creatures underground. Do you want us to capture some and bring them back?”

Ex-Machina asked.

"Then bring some back."

With the touch of absorption, Broly was not hungry on Vampa, but he was really greedy.

The two Ex-Machines left one of them and went to dig the soil in search of meat.

“You will repay me and meet my needs, right?”

Broly looked at Hubie and asked suddenly.

"Yes."

Hubi nodded seriously. From a human perspective, when receiving help from others, you must remember to return it if the other party needs it.

"Then, if you agree to become my wife as the end, let's make friends with me for five days!"

Broly didn't hesitate and directly proposed his proposal. The biggest need came. He just checked how long he could stay in this world.

The countdown of several days really made the boy feel heartbroken. The world seemed to be extremely repulsive to his arrival.

“Eh?”

Hubey’s eyes widened.

"Is there any problem with the realization of the requirements I made?"

Broly noticed Hubi's strangeness and asked directly.

"There is a problem, and it's a big problem."

Hubey nodded, confirming his statement.

"What's the problem?"

There wasn't enough time, and Broly had a straight head, so he didn't go around and around and asked directly.

“I’m married.”

Hubie raised his left hand, and the ring on his ring finger was shining brightly.

"Can I get rid of the person you married and snatch you away from others?"

Broly asked seriously.

"You want to hurt Rick?"

Hubey's happiness value instantly reached 0, and his hostility was also directed at the boy.

"I'm just asking if it's okay."

"Of course it's not okay!"

"Well, I can see..."

Broly's His disappointment was palpable. He had lost a wife before they even started dating.

"Then will you hurt Rick?"

Hubie asked.

"No, although you can't be my wife, I will not hurt you, nor will I deliberately do anything to make you sad."

"Really? ?”

“Really.”

“I’ll be relieved then.”

The mechanical girl believed the boy's words, and the steel fortress that was originally on alert began to operate normally again.

[Hubi's happiness value increases]

Broly just glanced at it and ignored it. The increase or decrease in the happiness value of a person who cannot become a wife has no effect on him. What's the meaning.

Broly quickly turned his attention to Jibril who was drinking soup. Perhaps it was the first time he drank this kind of mushroom soup. Jibril in the form of a young girl seemed a little happy, and her happiness value continued to rise. The situation also proves this.

And she quickly noticed the boy's gaze, so she asked: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you."

Broly replied honestly.

“What do you see me doing?”

Jibril frowned.

“You look good.”

Broly responded subconsciously.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Jibril thanked her, picked up the bowl and took a sip of mushroom soup before tilting her head, feeling something was wrong.

“What conspiracy do you have?”

Jibril, who was in the form of a young girl, immediately asked.

"I just want to ask, aren't you getting married too?"

Broly looked at her nervously.

"Marriage, what is that?"

Jibril looked confused. The Flügel were semi-immortal beings, and all of them were women. They had no concept of marriage. "Marriage is..."

Hubi saw that the boy was thinking hard and didn't seem to know how to explain the meaning of marriage. As a lucky girl, she helped to explain.

“Marriage is a contract formed by humans for reproduction, but it also means wanting to keep the one you love by your side forever and become a lifelong partner.”

“Humans? What? Another name of a race that I have never heard of? "

"Reproduction? I remember that is the behavior of living things."

"Isn't this what collectibles mean?"

Jibril used her own three views to understand the meaning of marriage, and looked at the boy with some evil eyes: "I have never been defeated by other guys, how can I get married!"

Hubby: "..."

Is there any problem with the meaning of marriage she just explained?

Why do you have to be defeated before you get married?

Understood, cannot.

"Then I beat you, can you marry me in five days?"

Broly understood from Jibril's words that she was not married, and his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked.

"Ah, this..."

Hearing this question, Jibril's little face wrinkled up. According to the principles of the Flügel, after defeating the prey, they can get the head of the prey. As a collectible.

Then, if it is her turn to be defeated, others should not cut off her head but collect her whole body as a trophy. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the logic.

Jibril wanted to refute many times, but she couldn't. It was a fact that she was defeated and captured, and as a loser, there was nothing to say.

After all, it’s just that the enemy has not killed her, so she can speak. If the enemy chooses to kill her, she will not be able to refute now.

“Ah ah ah, if I become your collection, I will definitely be laughed at by Azriel and the others if I meet them in the future, right?”

“Who dares to laugh at you? , I will hit anyone!”

“Eh, really?”

"Really."

"That's okay, I can agree to marry you."

Jibril in her child form readily agreed, thinking in her heart:
< br>As long as they have fought against each other, Azriel and the others will definitely know what kind of powerful enemy they faced before losing.

At that time, if they also fail, they will not have the right to laugh at themselves, but if they succeed, they will be rescued smoothly.

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"Do you want mushroom soup?"

Broly was very happy to get the exact answer. This short five-day trip to another world You had already guaranteed that there would be no air force, so he directly showed his attentiveness to Jibril.

“Hey, let’s have another bowl.”

Little Jibril held up the bowl, not knowing what politeness meant.

. . . .

"Ahem..."

In the highest temple, the God of War suddenly coughed.

"What's the matter, Lord Artosh?"

After Azriel heard the noise, she quickly flew in and asked.

"It's okay, I just suddenly discovered something interesting."

"Eh, something interesting?"

Azriel's face was full of question marks, but Lord Artosh on the throne did not She wanted to say more, so she didn't take the liberty to ask.

"Where did Jibril go?"

After leaving the temple, Azrael realized that Jibril seemed to be missing here, and couldn't help but ask about other Flügel.

"Who knows, maybe they went to play on the ground."

The other Flügels answered somewhat casually.

“Really, the alliance of goblins and forest elves came over, and they actually ran out to play.”

As the No. 1 individual, Azriel complained, but she I'm just a little worried about Jibril's safety.

Although she did not pay attention to the two major alliances of goblins and forest elves that were pressing down near Abant Heim, this was based on the fact that Lord Artosh was behind her.

And if Lord Artosh is not around, it would be a bit dangerous for the Flügel to go out alone, because there are giants and dragons in the two major alliances, and individual allies of this high-sequence race exist.

“After all, Jibril is only over 600 years old now and is still a child.”

“Azriel, if you are worried about Jibril, you can go down and find her. "

The girls of the Flügel species said one by one.

“It’s inappropriate to leave now!”

Azrael sighed.

"What's inappropriate? Isn't it that you have to be responsible for the commander-in-chief before the war? It's okay to leave it to Raphael."

"Yes, yes, and compared to For you now, Raphael is more suitable for us now They are well in command.”

In the past, Azriel was decisive in killing and could sacrifice any Flügel without hesitation for the sake of winning a war. She was full of majesty among the Flügels. She is undoubtedly the eldest Flügel.

But since the birth of Jibril, this Flügel eldest sister has changed. From a decisive and decisive commander, she has turned into a person who is worried about various things of the youngest sister and wants to please the youngest sister. Funny sister.

Today, most Flügel believe that the mature and calm fourth individual Raphael is more suitable for the position of commander of the Flügel than Azrael, the first individual.

Although Azrael is still the most powerful among the Flügels, a commander needs not only pure strength, but also the ability to be calm at all times, able to make various accurate judgments, and not An emotional mind.

Obviously, the current Azriel is a bit unsuitable. Just when Azriel also thought it was okay and was ready to leave the commanding job to Raphael for the time being and go to the ground to find Jibril, The God of War who came out of the temple stopped her.

“There is no need to look for Jibril, she is not in danger now, she is just experiencing an interesting thing, and the place she is in is suitable for me to observe the anomalies that suddenly appear in this world.”< br>
“Yes, Lord Artosh.”

The Flügel knelt on one knee and responded to the words of their Creator.

"Zhonglong, if the future you once predicted can still give me the answers to my doubts when something strange happens in this world, let me wait and see."

The tall figure walked to the edge of Abant Heim, looking down at the ground beneath his feet with a deep look of expectation.

In the distance, the goblins have built defensive forts with the assistance of the giants, and the forest of the forest elves has also spread from the other side.

A group of contracted dragon elves hovered above the forest, seemingly patrolling the surroundings of the forest to prevent possible enemy raids...

(End of this chapter)

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