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Mandrill's injury was serious, and the blood kept flowing. Ilya couldn't even imagine, how could there be so much blood in the human body?It seems that there is no end to the flow.

But Ilya didn't know where he was injured.

She couldn't step out of this room, or, because she was here, she couldn't be hurt.

She is protected.

After realizing this, Ilya's hand paused slightly, but she didn't continue to think about it. Instead, she put her hand on Mandrill's body and tried to treat it.

Fortunately, this is not a certain time period in the past, but more inclined to a special space.

And it was Mandrill who was Illya's follower who constructed this space.

Therefore, she can heal Mandrill's injuries with the ability of the Master.

The hideous wound healed little by little, and when Ilya moved her hand away, she happened to meet Shang Mandrill's eyes.

Different from the coldness before, Mandrill's eyes now have a little warmth.

"Thank you."

He said so.

Listening to these words, Illya suddenly realized that she never seemed to sit and talk to her servants so quietly.

What was... what was it like?

Looking back on the days when she was just summoned, she felt novelty at first. After all, this is an existence from another world, and the Einzbern family did not collect much information. It was only after she summoned that they found some information about Mandrill. Book.

It's just that most of them are not very clear.

In the end, Illya only knew that her follower was called "The Great Sage Conquering Demons" and was a fairy.

What is a fairy?

Illya looked up ancient oriental books and got many mysterious answers, but she still couldn't figure out what the so-called immortal looks like.

As if separated by a layer of clouds.

The final image is blurry, but it is pure and pure.

But Mandrill was completely different from what Illya had imagined.

He is not pure from the nine heavens, on the contrary, there is a dark black air on Mandrill's body, which can even make people feel uncomfortable if exposed to it for a long time.

Ilya didn't know whether it was because her magic circuit couldn't support it, or because of the black energy, but when she was with Mandrill, she was always in pain.

Mandrill said it was all his fault.

So Illya thought so too.

When people are in pain, they always need to find someone to vent, so as to reduce the pain.

Elijah did the same.

but……

Ilya looked at the young immortal who couldn't help frowning because of the injury, and asked herself for the first time.

However, how can the person who has been vented reduce his pain?

Thinking of this, Ilya looked away in embarrassment. She looked around and asked softly, "Do you usually live here?"

It's nothing to talk about.

However, Mandrill shook his head: "I don't have a place to live."

Ilya opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing how to continue asking.

The immortals she saw in ancient books were worshiped by mortals, and it was never said that any of them had no residence.

Mandrill is so different.

"Can I go out for a walk?" Ilya blinked, her legs dangling while sitting on the bed, "I've been here for a long time, and I haven't seen the scenery outside yet."

"...There's nothing to see outside." Mandrill looked away, "It's just a battlefield."

"But that's the scene you saw, Mandrill?"

Ilya jumped off the bed, tilted her head and said with a smile, "I want to see the scene you have seen, Mandrill."

For Einzbern's highest masterpiece, Illya, it's normal to use her cuteness to achieve her goals.

But Mandrill ignored her.

He turned around, facing her with his thin back, and said in a cold voice: "That's not something you should watch at your age."

Ilya immediately stood up straight in anger: "I'm not young anymore!"

"I'm not a child anymore!"

She almost roared out these words, and then turned her back to Mandrill angrily, even if she was thrown into the quiet darkness alone, it didn't matter.

But a hand fell to her head.

With a gentle taste.

She heard a low voice.

"Only this one time."

There was movement from the bedside, and one hand pulled Ilya up. She looked over, only to see Mandrill's back, and he was gently holding her hand.

Following Mandrill's strength, Ilya trotted to keep up, the door was pushed open, and a brand new world appeared before her eyes.

What comes into view is the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers.

The high mountain seems to be in the clouds and mist, they are at the bottom of the mountain, surrounded by mountains, there is a stream of water passing by, bringing a trace of fresh atmosphere, at this moment, Yi Liya suddenly understood what a fairy house is.

But soon, the peaceful atmosphere was broken, and some blood flowed into the stream, like a red ribbon, fluttering to get close to them.

Noticing this, Mandrill's hand tightened, and Ilya looked up, but was pulled by Mandrill to walk in another direction.

Ahead is a clear and clean vitality.

In the rear, there was a dead silence filled with blood.

Mandrill took Illya for a long distance, from verdant green trees to swaying golden leaves, the scenes kept changing, but Mandrill's hand never let go.

Occasionally hearing the sound of fighting, Mandrill's footsteps shifted slightly to that side, but he noticed that he was still holding Ilya, so he didn't go forward.

Finally, he stopped in front of a human settlement.

"It's safe here."

He said so.

But Yi Liya looked at the sea of ​​blood behind her and couldn't help asking: "The things behind have been chasing us, how can this place be safe?"

Mandrill let go of his hand, raised his gun, and turned to look at the sea of ​​blood: "Because I will block the evil here."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared.

Illya can't see the specific battle clearly, because this is not the real world, and many specific things have been distorted into strange objects, just like——

Like the faceless people behind her.

Illya turned around and looked at those faceless people with no expression on her face. She walked through the crowd and faintly heard people's words.

"That's the Dharma Protector Yaksha?"

"It's terrible...so much blood..."

"...not Xiangrui..."

……

She heard a lot of words, whispering about Mandrill, but no one thanked him.

Obviously, he returned to protect this group of talents.

The irritability rose, and Illya even had a desire to destroy. She raised her hand, and the bird made of hair flew up, and the bullet was brewing and wanted to shoot out.

Suddenly, a hand caught the bird.

is a little girl.

She has face.

"Wow! What a beautiful toy!"

She looked at Ilya with sparkling eyes: "Is this your toy? It's great!"

Ilya couldn't resist her enthusiasm, and couldn't help but take two steps back: "Hmm..."

"That—" the little girl approached Ilya, "Do you want to play together?"

"Eh?"

"Because, on your face, it is written that you really want others to play with you." The little girl took two steps back with her hands behind her back, looked at Ilya and said softly, "Shall we make almond tofu together?"

"According to legend, Dharma Protector Yasha likes to eat almond tofu the most."

"He brought you, didn't you?"

The little girl seemed a little weird. Illya looked to the sky, and she realized that this place was gradually becoming unstable.

Then she turned her head and said with a smile, "Okay."

"How to make almond tofu?"

She just, a little bit, wanted to thank the servant who saved her.

That's all.

When Ilya made an almond tofu, the illusion suddenly shattered.

Although it was expected, Ilya was somewhat disappointed, after all, she hadn't delivered this almond tofu to Mandrill yet.

But it doesn't matter, there are a lot of materials in Einzbern Castle, she can do it again——

When the red pupils met the dim golden pupils, Ilya vaguely realized something.

"……elf?"

When Illya didn't realize it, her voice took on a vibrato.

The servant stood silently, as if unconscious.

A pack of wolves has gathered.

There was a trace of blood in the cold air, and Ilya flinched.

In an instant, Mandrill's figure disappeared, reaping the lives of the wolves mercilessly, but he didn't stop there, rushing to Ilya as if mad, his cold golden eyes met Ilya, as if Like to kill her.

But he finally stopped.

"Three-eyed...five...immortals...drill...heed the call...come to guard..."

His intermittent words drifted away in the cold wind, and the snowflakes fell into Ilya's eyes, making her cry.

At this time, a hand touched her face, the bloody hand wiped her tears in a panic, but left traces of blood on her fair face.

He was at a loss, but after losing his rationality, Mandrill could not judge what he should do.

Finally, a certain scene in his memory reappeared, and he picked up a fistful of snow.

"Snow... accumulated..."

He stretched out his hand to her, and the white snow mixed with the dirty blood, forming a wonderful color.

Elijah lowered her eyes and chuckled.

"Well, it's snowing."

She raised her head with a childish smile on her face: "It's my color! Mandrill! Thank you!"

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"Enough! Enough!" It was supposed to be a cry that was choked in fear, but when she saw the mottled blood on Mandrill's body, Ilya finally couldn't help shouting, "Don't come here!"

"Stupid Berserker! Don't you know you're going to get hurt!"

Just like what I saw in that illusion.

How much do you care about yourself to suffer such a serious injury, and you still persist?

"That's his contract with you."

A steady voice sounded from a distance. Illya turned her head and saw a tall man walking slowly.

"I made a contract called "Guardian", even if he doesn't remember, he will fight for you. "

The spreading chain reached Zhongli's feet, he glanced down, and said calmly: "Master, it seems that the next battle is your battle."

In an instant, the chain bound Zhongli. Although a shield appeared around Zhongli immediately, he was unable to move.

The player clenched the Sky Ridge in his hands, and rarely felt pressure doubled.

He remembered that Gilgamesh's "Sky Lock" could target gods, but he didn't know the specific situation, so...can he target all "Original Gods"?

While the player was hesitating, a black figure walked in front of him.

It's Diluc.

He mentioned the end of the wolf, and stood in front of them calmly.

The enemy in front of him was undeniably powerful, but he didn't seem to notice anything.

"Let's settle it neatly."

Like every time he joins the team.