dmims 130. Cooperation (3)
130. Cooperation (3)
bang bang bang-
Just when Gabrielle was trying "hard" to defeat the quilt seal, she suddenly remembered a crisp sound from the window on one side.
Following the sound, I looked over and saw an owl flapping its wings outside the mottled windowpane, pecking gently with its sharp beak.
Dumbledore opened the window, and the owl fully emerged. It was a very large gray owl, with a bag hanging on its paws.
It flew in impatiently and circled around the room, as if thinking about where to throw things.
"Here I am," Dumbledore said.
The owl understood what he said, threw the bag into his arms, then landed on the table, turned its fat chicken face left and right, and pecked the table with its beak.
Without seeing any action from Dumbledore, a jar and a bowl flew over from the other side of the room. The jar poured owl food into the bowl, and the gray owl started eating without being polite.
Dumbledore asked the teapot to pour another glass of water for it. He looked into the bag and said happily: "Gabriel, can I call you this? Your clothes have arrived. Please ask Professor McGonagall to get them for you." Yes, time is tight, it’s not brand new, but it should fit better than the one you’re wearing now.”
It's amazing, Yunieff thought, that after experiencing such a fierce battle not long ago, he could be treated like a guest in the blink of an eye.
Just listen to Gabrielle say: "Okay, please throw your clothes to me, I will change them under the quilt."
Yunieff turned his head and glanced, you didn’t regard yourself as an outsider at all.
So Dumbledore threw the clothes over. To be precise, the clothes bag floated over by itself.
Gabrielle stretched out a hand from the quilt, caught the bag, and put it on the bedside. She rummaged through it and found a plaid shirt, trousers, socks, and underwear. The socks and underwear were brand new. She dragged these things into the quilt. , rustling around inside for a while, and then magically changed.
She sat up from the quilt and gave the original robe back to Yunivo. The latter frowned and smelled it, but did not put it on, but folded it and put it aside, deciding that it was best to wash the clothes first.
It's not that there's a bad smell, there's even a milky aroma, but to Yunivo, all the smells are the same, and they all represent a characteristic that comes from Gabrielle.
If you rashly allow other people's features to be too close to your own body, your defenses will be weakened unconsciously, and you may even mistakenly believe that the other person has the same idea as you and is completely on the same side.
And as long as you are enveloped by such an illusion, you will fall into the predicament caused by Yindelexi again.
They shared some kind of secret, and he also borrowed money from her, which made him feel a sense of guilt, but this sense of guilt was nihilistic and ungrounded, so that he also fell into a kind of nihilism and ungroundedness. In the midst of a solid pursuit.
In fact, the relationship between them is not enough for him to make such a change.
And this hypocritical change will have no effect except to lead him astray.
Therefore, when facing Gabrielle, Yunivo paid a little more attention in this regard.
Although, in the former's mouth, they are simply grasshoppers on a rope, the actual situation is not clear.
After all, it is difficult to say that the perspective of the world's will will be the same as that of humans.
In this case, cooperation is cooperation, forget about intimacy.
As he thought about this, Gabrielle was already standing outside and put on another prepared black robe. The robe was long enough to cover her ankles. She wore a pair of orange socks, which made her skin even more delicate and white. .
"Is it nice?" she asked.
"General." Yunieff said casually.
"Ugh—" she glanced at Yunieff with disdain and said, "You really have no sense."
"You haven't even looked in the mirror," Yunivo said.
"There's no need to look in the mirror," she said. "I look good in anything I wear, there's no doubt about it."
Who did you learn this damn narcissism from...
Finally, they returned to the table and chairs where Dumbledore was.
An old man, a woman, and a child started another casual conversation.
The theme is cooperation.
Gabrielle told the whole story about the situation she was facing now, but she retained her origins, which were things related to Mansu and Yunifo.
It just means that I am a newly born and quite special existence in the will of the world, so I can come to reality.
And state his purpose, which is to prevent the influence of the old will on reality.
This is a direct hit.
Dumbledore thought quietly, and the matter was obviously more complicated than he originally expected.
Although he had a certain degree of certainty about the existence of the world will, he never expected that the world will would have such complex social relationships. It was simply another world organized by the wills of the big and small worlds.
Moreover, it is still a quite feudal system.
Most importantly, he was also thinking about what stance he should take.
Choose between the will of the old world and the will of the special new world.
The reason for this is actually because of the role of Yunieffer.
When he openly exposed Gabrielle's identity, he peeled off a layer of mystery and erased a buffer zone. Although he did not consider this layer at the time, now that things have happened, everyone has to start a kind of More direct confrontation.
Declare the horse and horse, appeal for interests, and make decisions.
Where to stand?
You can seriously say that you haven't thought about it well, but you can't tolerate being perfunctory.
However, Yunieff believes that there is a high probability that Dumbledore's support can be won.
Not to mention the secret influence and manipulation of the Old Will on Dumbledore and others over the past few decades. In essence, the Old Will has shown an appalling cruelty.
The superior mother body that devoured itself is now dividing itself due to the perspective of time, and in the future that is visible to the naked eye, it will inevitably devour itself for the sake of reunification. The history of the old will is stained with blood.
Although all this devouring seems to be a last resort, all deterioration often starts from such a last resort.
For such a behavior, Dumbledore had a special sense of déjà vu.
Voldemort.
In what direction will such a will to the world lead the world?He had to have such doubts.
Of course, he also had to judge whether what Gabrielle said was true or false. After all, he had no choice but to go and see the world for himself.
He looked at Yunieff, and in this case, he thought he should consider Yunieff's opinion.
Species-wise, they are the same.
And Yunieff should know Gabrielle better than him, and even know everything better.
This was Dumbledore's intuition.
After eating and drinking, the owl flapped its wings and flew away.
Yunieff looked out the window at the night sky.