Chapter 957

Just two simple actions, the "slight hostility" emitted by the two Flügels when they clashed...

Seeing the "true strength" of the Flügel, Sora and Shirojiu, cold sweat fell down their cheeks, and couldn't help but think——

‘How Jibril usually suppresses her own power. ’

People who also feel the vibration of their souls,

It was a feeling they couldn't describe in words...

If I had to describe it——

It's like a terrifying, huge creature that is far beyond comprehension. A casual behavior or look can have a huge impact on the world they live in, and they are instinctively afraid of it.

The scene in front of them finally made people realize once again that the Flügel was not a single powerful individual...

But a group of people! A race!

Now they are staying in the lair of this perverted group of people!

... Gudong... (Swallowing with difficulty)

On the other side - ignoring Jibril's warning,

Azriel's emerald eyes peered into Sora, approaching with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

It condenses the atmosphere of the library and makes the space seem to be shaken.

If an answer is incorrect - death will occur immediately.

This is exactly how Azriel made everyone feel at this time.

...so strong that people’s brains are reminded of a sense of crisis like crazy.

And in such an atmosphere——

Even though people understood the restrictions of the ten covenants, they could not help but feel tense and stiff, and looked at Azrael nervously while holding their breath.

The feeling of pressure is substantial...

One can’t help but wonder, are the “Ten Covenants” really useful?

Can such a monster really be restrained?

The strongest among the Flügels who are comparable to gods!

Even though Jibril is by their side, people still can't feel at ease.

Even if Xiaoji is equally powerful, it will still make people worried. She may not have time to save fragile and weak humans "".

It is always harder to protect than to destroy.

Don’t be afraid if you encounter wild tigers, lions, or wolves in the forest~!

Because there is no point in being afraid.

In this terrifying atmosphere of 'you are already dead', people almost felt like they were hallucinating before their eyes - they were about to see the God that the Knights of the Round Table were pursuing.

Sudden--

"...As long as you give me an order, Xiaoji will call me "sister", nya? "

…

…………?

It was a false alarm - no, Sora felt a sense of exhaustion that once he relaxed, even his soul would leave his body.

The reason why he could barely stand now was thanks to the touch of Shiro's hand that held him in fear.

But Azriel didn't seem to care about him, and she became more and more excited as she spoke alone.

"Even, even like licking the feet of the forest elf, licking my feet - or taking a bath together! No, no, I don't force it to that point, nya!! For example, let me be there Watching or something like that—”

! ! !

People stared at Azriel in shock,

From under that cute face, he revealed all kinds of perverted remarks.

For a moment, I was confused.

No one expected that she would be such a Flügel.

and--

Wait - why does she know so clearly. (Including licking the feet of elf species...)

Sora on the other side was also confused about this, but he still took out his mobile phone from his arms and tried to say to her:

"...You want Jibril's bathing footage, I have the video -"

"I bet Flügel's chess pieces in a game, meow! Hand that over meow!!"

——I saw an impossible thunder sound at an altitude of 20,000 meters.

Everyone was shocked.

The information revealed in Azriel's words made them even more unbelievable.

What's the stakes? !

"Miss Azrael, please calm down. You don't have that kind of authority. If you want to bet on race, you must first go through the vote of the "Eighteen Wings Council", right? I think it will definitely be unanimously rejected by the plenary session. "

Jibril smiled with an expression she had never seen before.

"Uh, uh~~...! - Meow?"

With Jibril's voice, even if she added "(laugh)" at the end of her words, it wouldn't feel out of place, but Azriel--

"Wait a minute meow...my mind is rumbling right now meow!

My brain has reached the maximum level of activation in Azriel’s 26,000-year history, and is running at the speed of light, nya! "

Chapter 1,248 The "answer" the Flügels have been pursuing——

——Azriel casually revealed her long age, looking like she was thinking about something.

And a certain alchemy god whose age is not even a fraction of Azriel’s: “…!!”

At this time, Hermitus was feeling trembling——

The Tianyi species are simply creatures that transcend universal rationality and are considered by most gods to be... No - they are "life"!

And on the other side——

As if a flash of inspiration occurred, Azriel raised her head suddenly.

"——By the way, nya!! You...are called Sora, right!?"

"Ah, yes."

"I also want to be your possession, meow! I think this way I can take a bath with Xiaoji!!"

"It's the largest idling in the history of 26,000 years. Thank you for your hard work, Miss Azriel." Even a sneer is not enough to describe it. Jibril even showed a disappointed smile and mocked Azriel.

However—— Bai quietly moved his gaze towards his brother.

Azriel readily offered her personal freedom as a condition - even hinting that "she would deliberately admit defeat."

‘Is there such a good thing? ! ’ Everyone couldn’t help but think.

Although you can't directly win the racial chess pieces, having one more Flügel subordinate is also... very good! like!

However--

However, people noticed that Sora had no interest in it, and even had a completely cool expression on his face. They sighed and turned around to leave.

"...? Why doesn't Sora agree? Although I have some feelings for Jibril...but Azriel seems to really like this sister." Claire whispered.

It doesn't seem like a big deal just to fulfill Azriel like this, and you can get one more combat power.

If we can get the support of the Speaker, it will be easier to merge the Flügel in the future.

"Hey, hey~~...Xiaoji's naked body——"

Ignoring Azriel who still refused to give up, Sora took Shiro's hand and took a deep breath.

"...I boasted to Stephen that I would get three races, and then I had to apologize to her."

Looking at Azriel, Sora—— said with eyes that were filled with disappointment from the bottom of his heart:

"——This guy is useless. Jibril is enough."

Ignoring Azriel's narrowed eyes, Sora and Shiro walked toward the stacked bookshelves.

Even though they didn't understand what Sora was thinking now, people could only accept this.

Can……

When the field of vision changed, just as Sora was taking action, he looked at Sora and the others from the perspective of Azrael, who was sitting cross-legged on a pile of books with her hands on her cheeks.

"Hmm~ I wanted to use me as bait to win back Xiaoji, but is the hook too big?"

She sneered and explained the reason why Sora's hopes were dashed.

That's right, Azrael's heart is the opposite of her attitude. She neither believes in nor looks down on Sora and others at all.

In order to get Jibril back, she only wanted to let Sora and others fall into a trap.

——She was not interested in Jibril's reasons for taking Sora and the others as their master.

Was everything just pretending?

People looked at the Flügel in surprise, but when they thought about it carefully, it made sense.

It seems that all races in this world are born actors and drama queens!

Whether it was Amira, Bram, or just Azrael's acting skills... they all successfully deceived people into thinking that it was the real situation.

But the reality is completely opposite——

The princess looked under Azriel's butt...the mountain of books created by Xiaoji's aftermath.

I'm afraid that the look of being nervous about books before was just an act.

No wonder Jibril, who loves books and has a mysophobia, hates Azrael so much and calls her a sin.

I started acting when I first came in.

I just don’t know how much Jibril really means it when she says she likes her sister. That one seems... really not a lie?

"...You really haven't changed, Azriel."

Here, Azriel, who was called by her first name, changed her expression and said in a calm voice:

"Even Xiaoji, who dares to contradict me and Sir Artosh, cannot serve a mere human meow. As long as you use the covenant, whether it is to seal the will or turn the other person into a doll, you can do it easily. Anyway, those two people It must have been a fluke, and you were just forced to obey them, in fact—"

She looked straight into Jibril's eyes.

"——Xiaoji has changed meow."

"To Azrael like that, Jibril just sneered in response."

"Yes, I have indeed been able to change... unlike you who cannot change."

"..."

"You have absolutely no idea that I was challenged and then defeated - my expectations were in vain."

Jibril showed an ethereal smile as if betrayed, and continued coldly:

"...The reason why I contradicted the late master (Artexio) and you is because - I can't stand it, your minds - are too stubborn, so..."

At this time, people had their eyes wide open, with expressions on their faces.

——It actually involves Artosh? ! The most powerful God of War!

The horror of divine strike——

That description is still fresh in people's minds.