After seeing the two target giants helping his people with their work, Wu Ke chose a super-large tall pillar around the giant settlement and tightened the small Jibril in his hand to make the opponent closer. His waist flew up along the natural lines of the thick and tall pillar.
After arriving at the top, Wu Ke felt a little annoyed when he heard that Jibril was still talking about not unblocking her wings. It became a gesture of holding the other person's fate by the collar.
Looking into the eyes of this Flügel whose body had become smaller due to lack of energy, Wu Ke pointed to his nose and asked her: "Do you think I am a [SB]?"
"Aren't you just a SB?"
Jibril was a little surprised by his question.
"This [SB] is not the [SB] I called myself when I introduced myself to you, but it means [silly - silent - beep]!"
Looking at Jibril who was confused and couldn't tell the difference between the two [SB], Wu Ke explained a little.
"Let's put it this way, the other [SB] is another way of saying stupid, idiot, and idiot. I tell you this, do you understand?"
"I understand."
Jibril nodded.
"So, you're an idiot?"
"I'm asking you, what do you think?"
"You're not an idiot."
Jibril quickly covered her buttocks and shook her head. Looking at the people who were gearing up, she gave the correct answer from the bottom of her heart.
"If that's the case, then why do you think I will unblock you from my own power?"
Wu Ke asked.
"But haven't I already expressed my willingness to join your Peace Cult and voluntarily accept the irrigation of your seeds of peace?"
Jibril became angry.
"This is inconsistent with the teachings of the Peace Order you mentioned. You don't seem to love me..."
Among the teachings owned by the Peace Church, there are contents that describe how believers should unite and help each other, love others, love themselves, and love each other.
but……
"Xiao Ji, I realize that you are a big fool. Have you forgotten that you are not a member of my Peace Religion now, and you are not an important member of my cult?"
Wu Ke looked at this silly girl with sympathetic eyes.
"Huh? But I, I..."
After this reminder, Jibril realized the key to the matter.
She opened her small mouth, as if she wanted to express something, but Wu Ke snatched her next line.
"You want to say that you have agreed to join the Peace Cult, so you should be my church member, right?"
Jibril nodded subconsciously, and Wu Ke spread his hands in front of her.
"Indeed, you expressed your willingness to join the Peace Order, but it seems that I never said from the beginning to the end that as long as others are willing to join the Peace Order, they can join directly without any review, right? "
"this……"
Jibril was speechless and found that she had no way to refute Wu Ke's words.
"Then what kind of review do I need to pass before I can join?"
“Isn’t it enough to just understand the idea of peace?”
Jibril blinked and looked at him.
"No, this has little to do with understanding thoughts. The main thing is the trust relationship between you and me."
Wu Ke also stared at her and said.
"If you want me to unlock your wings and let you join the Peace Order, you first have to let me trust you, right?
Otherwise, if I unlock the power, you will directly choose to fly away and escape from me after you regain the ability to absorb the power of outside spirits to replenish your own body energy.
Then wouldn’t it be the same as if I had delivered myself to the door, had my hair stripped off and been thrown into a pot for cooking, and was almost cooked, and would I personally put wings on it so that you could fly away?
If I really let you go, it will make me sad for a long time! "
"Hey, am I so important to you?"
"Of course."
The Flügels were not easy to mess with, and they lived very close to the God of War Artho. Wu Ke ranked their persuasion at the bottom of his mind. It was rare to find Jibril who was alone and found him, so he could persuade them. She dyed her own color of peace, wouldn't it be painful if she ran away?
【……】
Little Jibril's face turned slightly rosy, but then she thought of something.
"Then why do you describe me as a duck?"
she asked.
"Hey, are there ducks in this world?"
Wu Ke asked back.
"Is this your focus?"
Immediately afterwards, the two people spoke in unison.
Wu Ke and Jibril looked at each other in confusion, their brains being confused.
After a while of silence, Jibril spoke again: "So, how can I gain your trust?"
While asking this question, Jibril's little hand touched her butt behind her back.
"Does it mean that you will be willing to trust me only after being spanked by you until you are satisfied?"
Hearing this, Wu Ke's face darkened a little: "Why do you think so?"
"because……"
Jibril pondered for a moment and then replied: "You seem to like spanking me very much, and if you let others do what you like to do to me, their favorability towards me will increase."
Jibril was thinking of Azriel, the eldest sister in her family's Flügel family. In the past, as long as she followed her request and pretended to be coquettish, she called her sister, and in turn hugged, kissed, and rubbed her face or body. Doing something she likes that makes Azrael feel satisfied.
Then, what she wants to ask the other party to do next is almost never rejected by the other party. Jibril brings this experience to Wu Ke, but this is one of the few things she has done. A way to gain favor and trust from others.
"Do you want to fight?
If I want to hit you, how many times will it take to make you trust me.
If it wasn't for too many blows, I would grit my teeth and endure it.
But if I need to be spanked many times, then please allow me to be spanked by you multiple times.
OK? "
Jibril carefully discussed.
"no."
Wu Ke responded somewhat coldly.
"Okay then."
Jibril shook her pink lips.
"I will hold back. Being spanked by you once will make you trust me."
After saying that, she stuck out her petite but very nice-shaped butt, as if she was ready to be spanked.
Wu Ke raised his hand, but resisted the urge to wave it down at the guy who he wanted to slap hard on his butt. He gritted his teeth and said, "I mean, I don't want to spank you, spank you." Your butt and my trust in you are two different things."
"Hey, don't you like my ass?"
"Ha, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Wu Ke slapped the young Jibril, this stupid guy, on his stupid head.
"Does your butt have the magic ability to make others trust you if you spank it?"
Wu Ke asked directly.
"Well, how is this possible? How can there be such an ass in this world?"
Jibril held her head, her head really hurt from Wu Ke's slap, and she said with tears in her eyes.
"Then why did you have to pull your ass?"
"That's not because you like me..."
"No, I don't like your ass..."
There was a snap, and Wu Ke finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Jibril's butt.
When he came to his senses, he saw Jibril, whose face was slightly red, with an expression like "Look, you spanked me again and said you didn't like it".
"Come on, come on, I will unseal your wings for you now."
"Hey, is this true? Is it just a spanking from you?"
Jibril looked a little happy.
"Of course it's true. As long as you absorb enough energy to restore your original shape, I will let you know what it feels like to be kissed on the face by the iron fist of love from the Messenger of Justice and Peace..."
Wu Ke clenched his fists. Spanking was a method used to teach disobedient children, but the love [created and named at this moment] boxing technique used by his fists was This is a trick for teenagers and even adults.
"If you don't turn into Zhu Bajie later, I will take your last name from now on!"
"What is Zhu Bajie? If I don't become Zhu Bajie, will you have to give me the last name Jibril? It's a bit like putting my own unique label on it. It sounds like a good thing..."
Jibril even thought at this moment that she would help Wu Ke carve words on his body later, writing down the name of Jibril's family and stamping his own label on it.
"It sounds good, that's right. As for what Zhu Bajie is, of course it's what it looks like after your face is completely swollen!"
A dangerous smile appeared on Wu Ke's face, and he pinched Jibril's wings that had been blackened by evil thoughts. Jibril's body shook, and finally felt the word "danger" on her forehead, and she quickly grabbed it The hands that pinched his own little wings.
"I thought about it, and I think it's better not to unblock my wings until I gain your trust completely. Well, I'm afraid that after I regain my strength, I won't be able to control my willful temper!"
"Do not complain?"
"Do not complain."
"Don't force yourself!"
"I do it willingly!"
Wu Ke let go of his hand holding the wings, and also straightened the messed up wings on Jibril's back.
"Isn't that right? Trust is never something that can be achieved overnight. It is accumulated from the process of us getting along well with each other and the little things we have experienced in it. It is something that grows up over time.
If you want to gain my trust, you must first of all trust me unconditionally.
As for complaining that I won't unblock your wings, ha, isn't this a distrust of me?
Since you are not willing to trust me as SB, then why do you let me as SB trust you?
We want to interact, and I have already used my moves when I beat you, but now it is your turn to move.
You have to let yourself move first, and then I can cooperate with your movements, and then produce my own movements, which will increase my trust in you..."
Wu Ke took advantage of the situation and deceived her. On the surface, he asked Jibril to take the initiative, but in fact, at this moment, he gradually gained the initiative in communicating with Jibril.
What is movement, what is efficient movement, what is meaningful movement...
From now on, what Jibril said no longer counts, only what he, SB, said counts!
Jibril was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong with what Wu Ke said, but at the same time, it seemed that what the other party said made sense.
In addition, the wings on her back were being carefully taken care of by a pair of hands. Jibril felt comfortable and kept nodding her head, vaguely agreeing with everything the other party said.
[Yes, you are right. I should have absolute trust in you first before you can have absolute trust in me...]
[Compare hearts to hearts, my heart is your heart, and your heart is also my heart. In this way, you and I are the best partners and the best fellow believers who work together to fight for our ideals...]
[You are me, I am you. If I hurt you, it means I hurt myself. If I want to kill you, then I want to kill myself. I just need to commit suicide...]
. . . .
On the high pillar surrounding the giant settlement, Wu Ke conducted a new round of preaching to Jibril. However, as the word spread, Wu Ke was somewhat distracted by his casual theories. The logic of his words There are some BUGs...
Therefore, he quickly ended this less successful missionary and turned to ask about the [Devil King].
Among the two giants he observed, one of them exuded unique evil thoughts. Wu Ke had also encountered a black-robed guy in the wild who exuded the same kind of evil thoughts.
I thought that the other party could have a friendly exchange with me for the sake of being manipulative and possessing the power of evil thoughts, so that I could spread the idea of peace.
But in the end, the guy he met planned to kill him as soon as they disagreed. Then, in shock, he accidentally used a little too much force and was slapped to death.
Later, while snooping for information with the forest elves, I learned that the guy I met was a mutant individual from the fantasy species - [Demon King].
But no matter how much information he received, the vengeful female elf from Xinke Nirvalen couldn't make it clear to him at all.
However, in the end, when the other party was a little unhappy and took people away, he still left him a message.
[Next time, if you encounter the Demon King again, it’s best to hide as far away as possible...]
This was the answer given by Xinke Nirvalian after making a rational judgment even after seeing Wu Ke's personal strength.
The individual named [Demon King] should be very dangerous. Wu Ke only knows this now, but he doesn't know what kind of danger there is and how dangerous it is.
After all, the strange guy Wu Ke met was wiped out by his own slap. It was as easy as the energy mist being slapped away. It really had no real feeling.
But this time I encountered it again and remembered it. At the same time, I had some failure in preaching, so I just used it to change the topic.
