Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Four votes in favor, four votes against, plus one vote of the final decision-making power held by the speaker, is a five-to-four vote.

A Flügel pawn floated in front of Azrael.

"The Flügel—all, challenge you to apply meow~~ The winner will have all the rights of the opponent, including life and death meow~!"

"Swear to the Covenant."

Chen Mo smiled happily.

Really, he thought it would be troublesome at first, but he didn't expect it to be settled so easily.

According to the rules of the covenant, the content of the game should be decided by the party accepting the challenge, so he just tried to make a bad mouth, but the other party immediately took the bait.

It seems that the aggressive method seems to be surprisingly easy to use for people in this world?

Hatsase Ino of the Beastman species was like this, and so was Azrael of the Flügel species. After a few words, he was so enraged that he lost the ability to make rational judgments, and foolishly challenged him on his own initiative.

And if he decides the content of the game, then he really can win as he wants.

"Just play a relatively simple game..."

Controlling his body to descend from mid-air, Chen Mo let go of the halo of divine radiance covering his body, revealing a youthful face in his twenties, then smiled and blinked at Jibril in thanks.

The aggressive method... at least Jibril definitely noticed it.

But she still agreed to the challenge resolution proposed by Azrael.

"Ok?"

Jibril tilted her head because of her unclear expression, and a sly look flashed in her eyes.

He didn't flirt with Jibril for too long. Chen Mo just took a look at her and then looked away. His divine power condensed into a set of tables and chairs in front of him, and then he opened his seat and sat on it.

"Wrist-wrestling wins or loses in a game, it's very simple, right?"

"..."

Azrael frowned slightly and stared at the smile on Chen Mo's face.

Now she has almost realized that she has been tricked, and the anger has faded from her brain, replaced by deep annoyance.

However, after she had sworn to the covenant, quitting the game halfway would be regarded as an abstention, so even if she regretted it, it would be useless.

"You... have already made up your mind, meow?"

"Ah, that's right." Chen Mo didn't think about hiding anything, nodded calmly and generously, with a proud but not arrogant smile: "But I didn't expect that you would be fooled so easily, it saved me a lot of time. "

Pulling away the seat opposite to Chen Mo, Azrael sat down slowly, resting her right hand on the table, holding Chen Mo's outstretched palm.

The girl's palms always have a soft and comfortable touch, even the Flügel is no exception to this point.

Chen Mo carefully felt the excellent touch of the soft and boneless little hands of the Flügel girl, while the air around Azrael was already twisting and surging like boiling water.

The excessive power even activated the desktop constructed by divine power, and the entire table emitted a silver-white shimmer.

"...Huh? Are you already exerting your strength?"

Seeing the flickering silvery-white gleam emanating from the table, Chen Mo asked belatedly.

Before Azrael could answer, he continued to show an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I really didn't feel it... Are you trying your best now? Should I act like I'm working hard?" ?”

That's horrible……

Jibril, who was standing on the sidelines watching, looked away a little bit unbearably.

After hanging out with Chen Mo for a while, she can't say exactly how bad this adult of the spirit species is, but she does know a little bit.

Azrael is now completely teased by Chen Mo at will.

After a stalemate with the Flügel girl with a face full of "toughness" for a while, Chen Mo yawned and pressed slightly with his hand.

"Boom--!!!"

The back of Azrael's slender hand was pressed and knocked on the table, but there was an explosion like thunder on the ground. Apart from the table made of divine power, the ground within tens of meters of [Avant Heim] seemed to be A deep pit fell down like an earthquake, and the excessive force set off a strong wind, forcing away the Flügel girls who were watching around.

With the power of [-] points under the blessing of divine power, Chen Mo used less than half of it to directly crush the Flügel who ranked sixth in the race sequence without any pressure.

And this is not counting the attribute bonuses brought by other professions - the occupational attribute bonuses can also be strengthened twice with divine power.

From the time Azrael was provoked by him to apply for the challenge, he had already won.

Standing in the deep pit, Chen Mo looked down at the Flügel girl who fell down on the ground after removing the divine table and chairs, with a dazed expression on her face.

"I...I lost, lost meow...the Flügel is gone meow...I'm guilty...I'm guilty meow..."

Azrael couldn't keep her composure at all. She was the first Flügel created by Artosh, the god of war, so she was also the one who had the deepest affection for Artosh among all the Flügel. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen for Chen Mo so easily. Provocative method.

But now, the future of the Flügel is ruined in her own hands, which makes her unacceptable no matter what.

After sitting in the pit and murmuring in a daze for a while, Azrael suddenly grasped the palm of her hand, and the radiance condensed into a sword, and she was about to kill herself on the spot.

"Don't be stupid." Chen Mo kicked her to the ground directly: "With [Ten Covenants], you can't do anything even if you want to commit suicide, and now your life is not just your own."

"..."

Facing the confused and remorseful eyes of the Flügel girl, Chen Mo squatted down, grabbed her palm with a smile, and held the Flügel chess piece floating in the air in her hand, then said softly, "If you want the Flügel to continue to exist, If so, please do your best to please me."

Feeling the weight of the race chess pieces falling slightly from her hands, the Flügel girl's eyes fell on the smiling man in front of her eyes.