I Have Too Many Wings

"Jibril, how did you find this work?"

"Didn't you say I'm a character in the work?" Jibril tilted her head and glanced at Rorschach, and replied, "I searched for my name and found it."

Seeing Jibril's calm expression, Rorschach was a little surprised.

This time, the other party didn't get irritable with him. It's not normal to be so quiet.

"You seem to have changed a bit." Rorschach said.

"Huh? Let me guess, is it because I didn't scold you today, so you feel uncomfortable?"

Jibril suddenly understood:

"I didn't expect you to have such a tendency to shake M. Originally, I planned to thank you for giving me so much knowledge. Be polite to you. It seems that there is no need, you perverted god."

"Shake M, pervert..." Rorschach raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the position of his temple, and then drew a golden glow from his mind.

This golden glow turned into light spots and spread, creating an illusion.

In the illusion, the young Jibril hugged Rorschach's thigh and shouted loudly, "Lord God! Please give it to me, I want it!"

"..." Jibril's face stiffened.

"Shameless!" She said softly in a childish voice: "You are so shameless that you even recorded it."

"No no no," Rorschach shook his head and teased, "Generally speaking, this kind of thing is not a guy who does it but doesn't admit it...isn't it more shameless?"

Seeing that Jibril seemed to want to fight back, he waved his hand to disperse the illusion, and then changed the subject first:

"Okay, let's not talk about this kind of things that seem to be very small in our hearts."

"..." Jibril was so choked that she could only be silent and sullen.

Rorschach asked aloud: "By the way, haven't you read the story of the war? How is it, how do you feel?"

"Humans really shouldn't be underestimated." Jibril was not stingy in admiration, "It is a respectable opponent who can make a comeback in such a desperate situation. As for the Ex-Machina...I admit that they have the value of becoming our enemies, Let's not call them scrap iron for now."

"Do you recognize your opponent..." Rorschach continued, "What about yourself? After reading the story from the perspective of Hubby and Riku, did you feel any conflicting feelings?"

"You mean to ask my opinion on killing Hubby?"

Jibril replied calmly:

"It's nothing to talk about. Wars, racial disputes, different positions, don't you think I'll regret my shot?"

"Not really." Rorschach shook his head, "I'm just curious about your current mood."

"Appreciate, admit, and... want to kill them!" Jibril said seriously.

"It's a pity you don't have this chance." Rorschach said.

"So what? You may not win either." Jibril's tone suddenly became mysterious, "I also read the novel, my lord Artesius will lose to the Ex-Machina, it's the so-called... plot kill. ? Then will it be the same in reality?"

She showed a very proud look and said:

"Do you think that with faith and wisdom alone, you can overcome the absolute power gap?

Do you think it will happen if something so illogical? "

"It doesn't matter if it will, anyway, it doesn't depend on the Ex-Machina."

Rorschach pointed to himself and said:

"What do you think I'm busy with? It's because I don't believe in the results of logical contradictions that I gather strength and challenge myself."

"Unfortunately, the strength you gathered doesn't seem to be enough."

Jibril said in a provocative tone:

"I checked your identities online based on the corresponding names in the group.

Besides Shiroyasha, you can't seem to count on anyone else, right?

Is Shiroyasha's strength necessarily stronger than my lord? "

"You haven't watched animations less often..." Rorschach was a little surprised.

Jibril probably hasn't read novels about troubled children, otherwise she wouldn't say such a thing.

As long as Shiroyasha recovers his spirituality, it will definitely be no problem to fight God of War.

Also, Jibril probably didn't know that Kurumi had already become stronger than the original...and much stronger!

And if she just looked up the names of the group members, she would probably not be able to find out Saitama.

She could never have imagined that the unremarkable bald head that was brought to Disbod not long ago... was actually too strong.

Naturally, Rorschach wouldn't take the initiative to tell the Flügel girl who was smug about this information.

He suddenly thought of an idea, and said:

"Well, you don't think we have a good chance of winning, how about we make a bet?"

"What bet?" Jibril became interested.

"Bet against me and the God of War, who will win." Rorschach said: "As for the bet... If I win, you will recognize me as your master, just like you recognize the blank in the animation... In other words, you should have seen it. Is the true story of 'Game of Life'?"