"I'm really healed," Icha said. "Why don't you believe it? Huh?" He bit off more than half of the long biscuit that was just handed to him. "I'm as healthy as before." He chewed the cookies loudly. "The desire to eat. The way to taste. All the daily functions. They are all restored. Look. 'Jing' has gotten out of me. Let me go."
Four eyes looked at him. Two gold and two gray.
"It would be nice if that was the case." The owner of the golden eyes looked worried. "If you really recover, we won't let you go. But -"
"I don't feel exhausted anymore," Icha said. "I'm very energetic - can't you see it???" He struggled for a moment, and then simply roared. A terrible tremor echoed throughout the room. The owner of the golden eyes, Keqier, was pushed to the wall by the dusty air wave, bent down and started coughing. But the gray-eyed Dodi was not affected at all. The big lich floated up easily, tied up the loose cryogenic chains again, and added six more to them.
The chains were freezing cold. Make it difficult for any demon to feel comfortable. Yi Cha just looked down and laughed from his throat.
"You still need treatment."
Ke Qier's face was pale and his brows were furrowed. "Your disease is not cured. It has entered another stage. And this stage is something we have never..."
The crumbled biscuits spit out a mouthful of green fire, which burned the angel's eyebrows, and his narration was interrupted by a scream. The devil bared his teeth and laughed.
"——I've met him before." Ke Qier covered his face, his voice was too low to be heard.
"Another manifestation of the disease of silence. Intermittent extreme excitement." Dodi obediently finished the rest of his words for him. "Duke Chaint. We have reason to believe that you are showing symptoms of quiescence. At this stage, the infection ability of the Quiet Plague will reach a peak. Before you get better, we will not let you run around. ."
Icha stared fiercely at the hole in the Lich's face, trying to cause an explosion inside - a few wisps of fire did emerge, but they were quickly extinguished in the Lich's frosty skull. It's so boring. "I don't think I have any symptoms."
"You're experiencing cognitive dissonance," Dody said. "This is also the impact of Jingzhi's disease. The accompanying symptoms include suspicion, reduced concentration, and weakened perception. Physical weakness, and memory distortion. You should be able to clearly feel these..."
"Fart. I feel nothing."
"And 'denial'. It's your body's natural response to fighting a disease. Resistance. Unreasonable mood swings such as sudden anger and violent hurtful behavior..."
"No. Aha!!! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no---" Yi Cha said a dozen nos in a loud voice. He fell back hard, and the back of his head immediately made a smoking crater on the back of the chair. "You don't understand." He hissed in the back of his throat. "I'm a demon. That's what demons are. I don't need a reason for my rage. I don't need a reason for my harmful behavior. I don't have any symptoms. The symptoms you mentioned may be a type of hallucination. But I'm pretty sure I'm not in any hallucination. You are the most Good to die.”
"The devil is like that. But you are not, my friend." Kircher whispered. Despite being attacked, he didn't hide behind the barrier as usual. He stood in front of Dodi, probably out of his mind. "Ugh. You're really sick."
"As long as I don't feel it, I'm not sick. It's you who are sick." Yi Cha bared his teeth. Scrape the cookie crumbs with your tongue. "Cognitive dissonance, isn't it? You all have cognitive dissonance. You're in 'denial' right now. Don't deny it, that's too low-level."
Ke Qier was about to speak but stopped. He looked at Dodi. But the Archlich didn't seem to understand what the devil was saying this time, and just pressed the chain and listened quietly.
Yi Cha suddenly felt that he should be more generous.
"Evidence. Okay," he said. Let yourself become cheerful all of a sudden. "Bring out the evidence. How do you prove that I'm really sick? All you did was show up suddenly, mess up my schedule, and stuff a nasty cookie into my mouth. Huh?"
Ke Qier looked embarrassed. ashamed. He really should be ashamed.
"Uh...that's not a cookie." Isaac heard the angel say. "That's your knife."
He was stunned for maybe half a second or five minutes.
"I don't have a knife," Icha said, scraping the inside of the roof of his mouth and between his teeth with his tongue.
"You had it before. Then you lost it." Ke Qier whispered. "Dodi made a new knife for you. The Vientiane Forest will only be more dangerous this time, and we thought that you might need it after you are cured. But we didn't expect you..."
Eat it.
"I don't need anything." The bloody smell of sulfur spread in his mouth. It seemed like he was trying to explain something. "I need you to stay out of my way. Idiots."
"You didn't want to go anywhere just now. Duke Chaint. 'Changeability' is one of the most common symptoms of ADHD." Dodi said redundantly. Icha stared at him and began to insult every bone in his body with words from three books.
Then he stopped suddenly and turned to look at Ke Qier. "What about you? Stupid angel. Let me go. Don't you always listen to me?"
"I'm an idiot. But I won't listen to you this time." Ke Qier blinked. Although he was covered in dust, he looked determined. "You know. If you're really healed. You can walk out of here on your own. We can't trap you."
"Throw that lich into the magma." Icha stared at him. "Dosmas wants to replace me. The pile of bones next to you is the means for him to achieve his goal. Let him disappear from this world, and I will cooperate with the treatment."
"Me?" Dodi pointed to her nose.
"You-" replaced the insulting words on three books with Cha. "Is that okay?" He spit out his anger at Ke Qier, his tone relaxed. "Look. I'm not manic. Not furious. You bastards."
Keqier put a hand in front of his face and sighed. "You're lying. You just want to trick me into letting you out. But no, the contagiousness of dyskinesia is at..."
"That's not true!" Yi Cha roared. The ceiling exploded with a bang, and I don’t know where it went. But the Archlich's low-temperature chain still had no intention of letting him go.
He had a vague sense that there was some easy way out, but he couldn't quite grasp that idea anyway.
Keqier stood on top of a picture frame, calling to the roof. Soon the sky closed again above.
The angel jumped down.
"Take a good rest." Ke Qier said. "We'll see you again tomorrow."
