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However, the two of them who had already gotten used to Jibril, instead of being frightened, blankly introduced themselves,

And asked Xiao Ji, what does "sister" mean? Is Jibril the sister of the sole agent of the Flügel?

"Yes meow!"

"No!" Both of them answered without hesitation - with smiles like real sisters - with completely opposite answers.

Everyone: "..."

The relationship in your circle is really complicated!

But soon they heard Jibril's plain explanation: "The Flügel can't reproduce, there are no older sisters, no younger sisters, and no parents, only the order of production."

At the same time, Jibril also corrected that Azrael is a full-wing agent rather than a full-fledged agent——

In other words, it is like the speaker of the parliament.

Although there is priority decision-making power-but there is no right to have one vote for all.

The council of eighteen people is the supreme leader of the Flügel.

parliament? !

Everyone couldn't help but think of the existence of the round table.

But on the surface, the round table is a place for fair and just discussion and decision-making...

Well—but the backbone is still the king.

However, the Flügel, no one is qualified to represent the plenipotentiary agent?

Then their race pieces...

If you want to merge the Flügel, do you want to challenge all the Flügel members of the nine councils?

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched in thought.

I even feel that this is much more difficult than challenging the witch and the sea-dwelling queen alone.

Whether it's the cost of time, or the need to compete with that dangerous race for wisdom and strategy.

Any negligence will result in failure.

But Azrael——still left a special impression on people, after all, she is also the speaker, and has priority—

however……

Jibril described it as useless.

"She is neither great nor outstanding, so there is no need to pay special respect to her."

"...You are just as spicy even to your own people, it really hasn't changed at all..." Sora.

Azrael puffed up her cheeks and retorted: "It's not meow!! Everyone was created by Artosh-sama, so the father is Artosh-sama, and I was the elder sister who was created first! Xiaoji was the younger sister who was created last! It’s self-evident, meow!?”

Everyone: "..."

Suddenly, people remembered something.

If the Flügel during the Great War were just weapons without personal emotions,

But at that time, Azrael showed love for her younger sisters like a sister.

Claiming to be a weapon, but pursuing the existence of "family affection"...

Jibril smiled wryly and even turned into a sneer. She said, "—she proposed such a proposition in the parliament, but it was unanimously rejected by the plenary session. She is such a poor-minded person."

"Because~ because~ if you don't do that, Xiaoji won't call her sister meow~!"

"Everyone knows the reason, so they feel speechless and veto it. Is this the first time you have heard of it?"

Jibril's tone was still indifferent, and Azrael hugged her again and began to show off her younger sister with a smile on her face.

"Xiaoji, she~ is the "last individual" among the children created at the end of the Great War, meow. "

She meowed and laughed, while Jibril let out a sigh as if troubled from the bottom of her heart.

"The children created at the end of the period, because Artosh-sama's power was at its peak at that time, so they have a power that I can't compare to that was created before the middle period~!! But~ the strong children are all involved We fought on the front lines—everyone died because of the "decisive battle"..."

The topic suddenly became serious——

Will the god-killing weapon...will... die?

Everyone was slightly stunned, it was a scene they had never thought about, and they couldn't help but stop talking for a while.

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Azrael looked frustrated, and she embraced the only remaining sister tightly with the force that if the object being hugged was replaced by a human, it might explode like a balloon.

"Xiaoji is the only surviving terminal individual after the "decisive battle", and it is the "final individual" meow!She is everyone's youngest sister, a cute little sister, meow!Obviously, it should be clearly stipulated in the law, why doesn't everyone understand it? "

If you change the scene and think about it, people may be a little moved by the sincerity in the words.

Can--

Uh... people looked at Jibril,

Thinking of her performance during the war,

That has nothing to do with a weak, pitiful, helpless, lonely... individual.

Hard to say-

She looked a little cuter when she shrunk after using all her strength for the final attack of Sky Strike.

Her grown-up appearance is too arrogant and powerful... That aura full of murderous intent and oppression really makes people silent and in awe.

Not to mention--

Speaking of the Great War period, didn't Jibril play happily in the end?

(Azrael) Are you sure the Xiaoji you see in your eyes is the same as they know?

Not to mention that when Shubi was killed, countless people gritted their teeth in hatred and cried miserably, while thinking about eating Xiaoji's stewed mushrooms.

"...Jibril...is troubled by dealing with her...precious images..." Shiro stood up and said at this moment, shooting at the entangled angels.

On the other hand, Sora was thinking about other issues.

He carefully observed Azrael's bright and innocent smile—

"...It's a headache, I have to change the reservation now..."

He murmured in disappointment.

--stare.

Hearing these words whispered, Azrael smiled—but looked at Sora with powerful eyes.

"——Then, the one who stole our love and our cute Xiaoji is you, meow?"

"Phew, you actually said that a virgin takes love with a knife. This question you asked is really hard to answer."

With a dignified expression on his face, Sora raised his head and chest, and replied sadly and forcefully.

Afterwards... because Azrael stepped forward lightly as if stepping back and came to Blank and the others,

Silently, Jibril emitted a shock that shocked the entire library, and immediately became tense, alert to Azrael's actions.

Just two simple movements, the "slight hostility" emanating from the two Flügel confronting each other...

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

"Just how much Jibril usually suppresses her power. '

Those who also feel that tremor of the soul,

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

If I have to describe it——

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

And the scene in front of them finally made people realize again that the Flügel is not a single powerful individual...

But a group!a race!

Now they are staying in the lair of this group of perverts!

... Gudong... (Sound of swallowing saliva with difficulty)

On the other side—ignoring Jibril's warning,

Azrael peeked at Sora with her emerald eyes, and was dominating with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

The atmosphere of the library is condensed, and the space seems to be shocked.

If one answer is wrong - immediately dies.

This is exactly how Azrael gave everyone the feeling at this time.

...so strong, so strong that people's brains are frantically reminded of a sense of crisis.

And in such an atmosphere——

Even those who understood the restrictions of the ten covenants still couldn't help but tense up and stiffened. They held their breath and looked at Azrael nervously.

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 of the Flügel comparable to gods!

Even though Jibril was by her side, people still couldn't feel at ease.

Even if Xiaoji is equally strong, it will be worrying. She will not have time to save the fragile and weak human beings.

Protection is always much more difficult than destruction.

Don't be afraid if you encounter wild tigers, lions, and wolves from the forest~!

Because it's useless to be afraid.

In this terrifying atmosphere of 'you are already dead', people almost feel hallucinations appearing in front of their eyes—they are going to see the God that the knights of the round table are looking for.

Sudden--