"Drying" is part of the "trial" pre-processing. You can find out this by checking. Its main idea is to make you unable to tell lies by losing your mind.
However, "drying" is not completely effective. After all, some demons are born with lies every word. Therefore, after this, there are processes such as "positive and negative identification" to single them out, as well as "proofreading".
Taking a look across the way, Wabra shared a sun bubble with him.
Just like the last time he faced a sudden intrusion, the old demon didn't even ask questions such as "Why did you come here?" or "Did you kill me." He didn't even complain about him. And woke him up from his coma.
Maybe this is what a true philosopher is.
Awe-inspiring.
"Did you promise to give me a set of succubus models?" The real philosopher suddenly raised his head and asked.
"……Yes."
Yi Cha felt something was wrong. He just wanted to ask Wabra a few questions.
"But we are dead now. You know." He tried to explain the obvious facts, but for some reason he felt that such words were weak in the face of the old devil.
Sure enough, Wabra said:
"Alive or dead. What's the difference? They are both meaningless things. Our existence is nothingness. Whether alive or dead."
He drooped his eyebrows, "Look, I'm sitting here, still talking to you, what's the difference? Even if I can't talk to you anymore, what's the difference?"
"Yes. I think so."
Yi Cha tried to forcefully avoid the topic, "Can you tell the time? What time is it now? Or, how long have I been unconscious?"
Time is important, time is very important.
He remembered entering Gameniti through the unopenable door at dusk.
The summoning time he and Nesse agreed upon was the morning of the next day, and the departure time for Beelzebub's hell army was noon the next day. If he couldn't finish what he had to do and rush back by then, the world would suffer. And it's time for Nesse, the little butterfly, to fly to the garden with bee pupae, waterhoppers and leaf moths.
Wabra didn't pay attention to his mood at all, his tone was negative, and he rambled:
"I don't see the point of asking about time. We're all here. Comeniti is eternity. Do you know what eternity is? It's okay not to know. Because it makes no sense. Crap."
Before Yi Cha could think of how to respond, he suddenly heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears one after another.
"Die, die! This old man is so annoying! He's so annoying! Who told him to talk so much? Did I allow it? Have I seen him? Why didn't I just crush him to death before? "
He felt his whole body freeze for a moment, and the dream image of the canoe suddenly flooded into his mind.
A third called his voice.
Little flies flying by.
Not an illusion.
Yi Cha turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound appeared, on the upper right.
Under the golden sunshine, in the water vapor, flying in a place that is not easy to notice, is a translucent, white fly.
He felt that the temperature in the closed bubble that could have roasted his soul instantly increased tenfold.
My mind started to spin like crazy.
Beelzebub's soul fragment...? When did it become possessed by him? This single fragment remembers him.
So it was before the miracle happened...
When he was stabbed by her...
Nese's soul detection coin didn't show up.
No, I can see it. The coin had been experiencing small disturbances, but he didn't pay attention...
"You are not allowed to make things difficult for him anymore. Did you hear buzz!" The little white soul fly flew towards Wabula, circling back and forth on his head.
"Ah...the great part of His Highness Beelzebub is also here."
There was no change in Wabra's tone, neither surprise, fear, nor resentment of being killed, "Hello." He even omitted curiosity.
"If he asks a question, you should answer it well. If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"
Soul Fly leaned forward and tried to kick Wabra with both feet. The half-griffon demon old man raised his wings and gently flapped a stream of air, fanning her far to the ground and turning her over a dozen somersaults.
"Your Highness, I will not answer meaningless questions." Wabra said very principledly.
"Ah ah ah! Kill them all! Kill them all!" Little Beelzebub flew up staggeringly, and then angrily changed his words to a more understandable expression, "I will make your whole family die! I will Drive your nails into your eyes..."
"What's the point?"
Wabra said this and then showed a thoughtful expression. Yi Cha knew very clearly whether he wanted to add the phrase "trash." This moment of hesitation was the greatest respect the old devil could show.
"What's your name?! What's your name! You're dead! I don't care if you're dead or not! You and all your men will be reduced to ashes by me!!!!"
Little Beelzebub was furious, but as a small soul fragment, he was unable to realize his curse, "Say your name! You'd better wait for me!!!!"
"Your Highness, your name is just a code name, so what does it mean..."
"Okay, okay." Icha interrupted, "Please. Stop. Stop."
He was in a complicated mood and had not yet calmed down.
But he knew that this carrot conversation could never continue.
Wabra regained his listless expression and fell silent.
"Him!!!! Buzz!!!! Die, die, die!!!"
Little Beelzebub's soul fragment flies flew towards him in aggrieved manner.
"Beziriya. Beziriya. Be still. Be still."
Yi Cha felt that he was just saying this to himself.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
Lucifer suddenly appeared an inch above his head and solemnly repeated his words.
"It suddenly became really lively."
Wabra raised his eyebrows slightly and said flatly. He saw everything, but it was just a blur.
"Dear!! Dear!!" Little Beelzebub began to circle around his head.
"well."
The temperature was too high and his physical strength was exhausted. Yi Cha no longer knew what he was dealing with.
"By the way. We just talked about...did you promise to give me a succubus model?"
Vabra suddenly became energetic. He was freed from the meaningless argument and remembered the original profound topic.
Yi Cha pressed his head with both hands, buried his head between his knees, and wrinkled his face hard.
long time.
"What's the matter with you, dear?" Little Beelzebub fell on his head.
"Beziriya. Wait a minute." He raised his hand.
Yi Cha rubbed his face hard.
"Lucifer," he called.
At first the fallen angel remained silent and appeared behind him obediently.
"Can you change your appearance? Become like a succubus. Something like that."
"What is that?" Lucifer asked blankly.
"Like this." Yi Cha imagined the image of a beautiful succubus in his mind, and added: "I want a rabbit tail."
