Icha stared at him for almost a minute.
"Uh...why are you looking at me?" Ke Qier felt a little uncomfortable. The golden sheep and the hell hound were on one side and quickly bit his two hems until they were wet.
"You said you wouldn't come." Yi Cha still looked at him, "If Ke Qier couldn't say it, he wouldn't come here."
"I do not understand……"
The angel scratched the curls beside his ear. This action is entirely Keqier's action. Apart from the weird dream just now, there seemed to be no evidence to doubt the angel in front of him.
If the person in front of me is not Ke Qil - but a creature that is almost identical to Ke Qil...
Then it would probably be difficult for him to lie.
"I'm wondering if you are Ke Qier." Yi Cha sat down and continued to stare at him - he also noticed that Goodbye had no special reaction to the angel in front of him. "Are you? Tell the truth."
"I……"
"For 'Ke Qil', I refer to the classmate who endured the test under Taliliqi with me; who published thousands of articles, nearly half of whom were academic opponents who disagreed with me; who heard that The idiot who immediately slipped away to find me in the Dawn War collection order; my traveling companion, helper, and good friend to the end of the world, the first world, and the main material plane."
Yi Cha completed the supplement in a leisurely manner. His gaze never relaxed for a moment. "Kakir, the Archangel of Tabomo, the Source of Order. Are you him?"
If the angel in front of him showed any flaws, he was sure that he could catch them immediately.
"I must be."
Ke Qier's dazed and confused expression in front of him was just right, and his blinking frequency was impeccable, "What's wrong with you?"
"how do I?"
"Suddenly starting to recall the past or something like that." Angel smiled, "This is not like you."
Full marks for performance.
It stands to reason that if you continue to doubt it, you will seem a bit too picky.
After all, dreams may just be omens, or subconsciousness - asking him to say: "I suspect you are someone else pretending to be someone else, because that's not what I dreamed about in my dream." This kind of statement would be a bit unreasonable.
To check or quickly open the taxonomy to view.
From the energy classification and the relationship classification based on oneself, it is certain that the person in front of me is Ke Qier.
Really terrible.
He certainly did not want to use classification even once. But there always seems to be a moment when it’s needed.
That light feeling in my chest came back. He shut it down immediately.
Ke Qier stood still obediently.
"It's okay." Yi Cha thought for a while and said to him. Then start telling him about the current situation.
Today he must go to meet the giants with Morojelifu. With Keqier, he can split up with him.
The first priority is to introduce him to the dragon. But there is nothing to worry about.
"It's about to bite my robe to pieces." Ke Qier pointed at the golden sheep aggrievedly.
"Then help me think of a way to use it." Yi Cha said.
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"Angel."
Moroje River didn't overreact - surprise was certainly a very draining emotion. "Hello."
Other than that, all other self-introductions were done by Yi Cha.
"You look very bad." Ke Qier was about to take action, his kindness surged, and he wanted to provide recovery. Bolozir and Yamaan crashed through the drawing room door. One has a gray head and a dirty face, and the other is splashed with yellow-brown mud.
Both dragons looked terrible.
"Ah. There are people with even worse expressions here." Ke Qier rushed over in a fuss, and Moro Yelifu also followed.
They could see that there were more than a dozen weak dragons behind them, with dull faces, tied together crookedly with tendrils of some kind of plant.
"How did it happen like this?" Yi Cha asked knowingly, while also stepping forward, watching Ke Qier invite the poor Dragon Team in, turning on the cleansing aura, temporarily giving them a new look - although their spirits were still the same.
Keqier and Morojelifu arranged a place for the arriving dragon to sit temporarily. As soon as they sat down, they immediately collapsed into a ball, pushing each other irritably with their thumbs.
Amazon and Bolozir had already squeezed into the same chair closest to the door, and neither of them had the energy to move forward to the next empty seat, or to answer the question.
It took a while before Bolozier explained feebly: "They are approaching their limit."
"Know."
Yi Cha nodded with a smile. He had promised to receive them.
Ke Qier heard about the situation of the dragons from him, and now he has switched to the tranquil aura.
The expressions of the dragons softened slightly.
With Ke Qier taking care of him, Icha followed Moroje River out of the room. It turned out that she was going to prepare breakfast for these uninvited guests.
The kitchen of Dosikadong Fort can also be described as "magnificent". Moroje River walked between rows of wide tables, on which were placed astonishingly large utensils. However, Yi Cha did not see any food placed on the surface.
"Where is all the food?" he asked casually.
"The usual one is there." Moroje River pointed to the depths of the kitchen - if she didn't point it out deliberately, it would be easy to think that it was an inconspicuous brown-gray wall.
If you look carefully, you will see that there is a thin crack in the middle of the wall, and in the center of the crack there is a lock plate of the same color.
"There must be some large animals inside." The giant dragons can't completely feed on dreams, they also need to supplement with material - their appetites are very big.
"yes."
Moroje River did not go to the door that occupied an entire wall, but walked to a cabinet that was quite thin in comparison, opened the lower shelf, and pulled out two jars.
One jar was filled with the red jam I saw that day, while the other jar was half empty.
Yi Cha looked inside again and saw that there were three rows of jars in this cupboard, nine in each row, and most of them were empty.
Morojelifu tried to lift the two jars he pulled out - but failed. Yi Cha took the pots without saying a word and walked to the other side to get the bowls.
This vulgar situation full of material atmosphere is really funny.
"Are these enough?" Yi Cha suppressed his laughter, "Your body has become weaker and your appetite has also weakened?"
"Yeah. But it's actually not enough." Moroje River said briefly.
"Eat what's in there." Yi Cha pointed to the wall.
"no."
"Why?"
Yicha looked at Moroje River. At first, he thought that the weak dragon could not digest the food he usually ate. After a second, he immediately understood, "You can't do it?"
Moroje River's two eyebrows twisted.
"I have no strength," she whispered.
The next second she found herself moving to the door, grabbing her hand and pressing it on the lock plate.
"you……"
"Are you strong enough to open it?" Yi asked.
…
After a while, they returned to the living room carrying a small mountain-like barbecue tower.
Yicha threw the meat mountain at Ke Qier's head. "Hey." The angel took action without any complaints.
Yicha took out two more newly made pulse clocks and gave them to Bolozir and Yamaan. He added the function of communicating with each other on all three pulse clocks.
"Why don't you let your angel friend come with us?" On the way, Moroje River asked in a low voice, "You asked him to come, is he just a handyman for us?"
"It wasn't originally." Yi Cha replied, "Isn't this an emergency?"
