Jibril is a defective Flügel. Since her birth, her strength has been inferior to that of her Flügel sisters.
Under this difference, Jibril did not become decadent, but she became more diligent than other Flügel sisters.
While the other Flügel were resting in Heim, Jibril was exercising her strength. When the other Flügel were chatting and bragging about how many heads they had hunted back, Jibril was still exercising her strength. While other Flügels went out in groups to hunt powerful creatures, Jibril hunted powerful individuals alone.
Either success or failure, but most of the time she comes back bruised and bruised. Jibril has a strong character, but at the same time she also has a heart that is unwilling to be left behind and be left alone.
so……
"What kind of Play is this? Can anyone come and help me? I don't want to fall. If I fall from this height, I might die even though my power is blocked. Okay, the world is still beautiful. I, I don’t want to die yet, wow…”
When Wu Ke came over, he saw Jibril with her wings shrunken and her entire petite body lying on the edge of the cliff. The Flügel in the form of a young girl had already cried out, and she could be seen standing on tiptoe on the edge of the cliff. His toes were trembling, but he didn't know how long he had been in that dangerous position.
My feet are soft and my legs are sore. Except for the waist and buttocks that are covered by the wings, other parts of the body are cold, especially the calves of the arms that are stretched out. They don’t seem to have much feeling anymore. Jeep Lil felt like a fool.
[Why do you have to crawl out from your hiding place and just wait there obediently? 】
"Oh, sure enough, the loneliness and curiosity will kill the Flügel!
Azriel, although you are a stinky guy, if I have another chance, I will definitely not mind calling you sister.
And Raphael, you idiot who always talks nonsense and teases me, I think you will be happy if I call you sister.
besides……
Finally, SB, who I’ve only known each other for a short time, is really a fool. You found a safe spot to hide me. Why can’t you find an easy place to get down? What the hell is a 100-meter cliff?
Also, get me something that can listen to what's going on over there, but the thing broke after a while and I heard half of the story. Isn't this just arousing my curiosity?
If I die, it must be related to you.
But if you are already dead, you will die in the hands of the devil...
Then, wouldn’t it mean that if I can’t get down, I must be dead? "
There was no water or food at the safe spot, and with Jibril's wings sealed, she couldn't eat the wind or drink the dew.
Three or five days may be fine, but if it drags on for ten days and a half, Jibril will either become the first Flügel to be thrown to death, or the first to be starved to death.
Thinking about it, it was really funny and tragic. Jibril's mood, which had just recovered a little, turned bad again: "Wow, no, this way of death is so embarrassing. If Azrael, Raphael and the others don't die in the future, I know, I’m afraid I’ll be laughed at for countless years after death, oh oh oh... hmm?”
Jibril's whimpering suddenly stopped. She felt a warmth coming from her back, and then she was picked up from the cliff.
This is a very standard posture... the way an adult poops and pees on a child. A normal adult would definitely feel very ashamed if he was held in this way.
But when Jibril turned around and saw the person hugging her and freeing herself from the cliff where she was lying, she showed a look of joy and excitement.
"You, you are finally willing to come back, wow!"
Jibril turned sideways and hugged Wu Ke's neck.
The cold, icy little arm was pressed against the back of Wu Ke's neck.
Immediately afterwards, Jibril lay down with her head on Wu Ke's chest and sobbed.
But this is not sadness or emotion, but just the simplest tears of joy.
"I'm not dead, I didn't fall off a cliff and die, and I won't have the possibility of being laughed to death by my sisters in the future. Hahahaha, I, Jibril, am indeed the super lucky one among the Flügels... "
This young Flügel was going crazy.
"Snapped!"
Wu Ke pulled out his hand and slapped her.
"Wow, it hurts. What are you doing?"
Jibril's face changed like flipping through a book, first from mourning to joy, but now from joy to anger.
She had retracted her hands and covered her small forehead where she had been hit. There were crystal tears in her eyes, but she was staring at Wu Kezai with a fierce and cute look, as if she wanted to bite him.
[Hiss, so... so cute! 】
If he hadn't known that Jibril was an adult and a Flügel with powerful combat capabilities, Wu Ke would have been fooled by the angry and cute appearance of the weak little girl at this moment.
"Your snot is almost all over me!"
Wu Ke pointed at Jibril's small nose.
Jibril subconsciously wiped her hand, which was sticky.
"I-I didn't mean it."
Jibril's little face suddenly changed from angry to a little blushing.
"It's okay, I forgive you."
Wu Ke said with a smile.
"So, I didn't mean to forget you. Please forgive me!"
He silently added this sentence in his heart.
"Okay, I forgive you too."
Then, she answered in Jibril's tone in her heart.
This kind of trivial matter that didn't need to be taken seriously passed by without the bad little Jibril being completely unaware of it, but...
"What's going on over there with the giants?"
Jibril suddenly asked.
"..."
Wu Ke was silent.
"Why are not you talking?"
[What can I say, after I defeated the Demon King, I forgot about you because I had a great conversation with the giant leader? 】
"Hey, what is this?"
Jibril saw something shiny on Wu Ke's forehead, and touched it with her other clean hand. It was as wet as dew. She sniffed it with her little nose, but there was no strange smell.
However, before it was over, Jibril actually stuck out her little pink tongue, and took her hands off Wu Ke's face and forehead. The crystal substance that Wu Ke released after he became nervous was given to her. Licking it into his little mouth, he actually tasted it.
"Well, it smells a little salty. Is this sweat?"
Jibril frowned and narrowed her beautiful eyes, like a famous detective who was brainstorming and using the clues he found to deduce the current situation.
Cold sweat broke out on Wu Ke's face and forehead even more.
"It smells like a lie. What are you hiding?"
Wu Ke was afraid that Jibril would say these decisive words.
"Hey, it's because the Demon King and his men are too difficult to fight. You just finished the fight. Now you're still a little tired when you come to me, so you're sweating, right?"
"Ah, this..."
Wu Ke opened his mouth.
"this?"
Jibril looked over with some confusion.
"That's...yes, you are absolutely right. What a wonderful inference. I originally wanted to hide my fatigue in front of you, but I didn't expect you to see it anyway. Alas!"
"Humph, I told you that the Demon King is a super powerful guy. He is very difficult to deal with. He asked you to unblock my wings. I can also help you, but you just don't agree. Now, you can You must be tired!"
"Okay."
Wu Ke answered with a cold sweat.
"Next time, if we encounter the Demon King again, you must not agree to lift the ban on my wings. I said I will use you... ahem, to help you deal with other races except Lord Artesh. It was planted by the gods behind it!”
Jibril said.
Wu Ke: "..."
"Why, you still don't want to believe me, or do you still treat me as an outsider?"
Jibril volunteered and acted like she wanted to join the group, which made Wu Ke feel a little guilty.
"No, after this period of getting along with you, I no longer treat you as an outsider, it's just..."
"What?"
"It's just that the Demon King is gone."
Hearing this, Jibril was stunned.
"No more, what do you mean?"
Wu Ke looked at the little Jibril in his arms and answered seriously.
"It literally means that I got rid of the Demon King. There is no Demon King in this world anymore. If there is one, I should be able to make do as a new generation of Demon King."
Jibril was silent for a while, then suddenly screamed. As if she had been stimulated by something, she turned around completely and threw her whole body directly on Wu Ke's body. Her eyes were shining, as if she were looking at a treasure. Wu Ke.
"You actually got rid of the Demon King? But how is that possible? No, no, it should be, where is the Demon King's body? Have you cut off his head?
Or, if you don’t want his head, if you are weak like that, can you give me his head and body? I promise that I will listen to you more in the future..."
Jibril acted like a child asking for candy, her wings flapping excitedly behind her back.
If she had a tail, Wu Ke had no doubt that the tail would definitely be wagging now.
"The Demon King has no body."
Wu Ke reminded.
"How come there's no body?"
Jibril retorted.
"Didn't you tell me that the Demon King is an invisible and insubstantial existence?"
Wu Ke was a little confused about whether there was really a problem with Jibril's IQ.
"Hey, by the way, I remembered, it seems like this is indeed the case..."
Jibril reacted and muttered reluctantly.
The look of disappointment on her face was undisguised, but the wings on her back were lowered.
But soon, Jibril cheered up, her eyes brightened again, and she glanced at Wu Ke's neck, seeming to be considering where to strike.
Wu Ke felt a chill on his neck at the look in her eyes, so he raised his hand and slapped the Flügel girl's very fine little butt vigorously.
A cry of pain came from Jibril's mouth, and Wu Ke lectured her: "I tell you, as a peaceful person, collecting heads is not a normal habit, you'd better change it quickly.
Otherwise, you will never think that I will lift the forbidden power from your wings, and you will only be an ordinary weakling for the rest of your life, having to be careful even when climbing off a cliff.
But don't worry, I'm not a devil. If you accidentally fall to death, then I will definitely send your body back to your hometown, and I will definitely tell your Flügel companions and give them an extremely detailed description without any exaggeration. The whole process of you being thrown to death! "
Jibril: "???"
(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻
She had overturned a small table in her heart. The guy in front of her was a devil!
He doesn't even want to let go of himself after death, and he wants to become the laughing stock of his fellow tribesmen.
"Do you understand?"
"I, I know..."
Jibril replied humbly.
Wu Ke nodded, very satisfied with Jibril's compliance.
Suddenly, he felt that it might not be a bad thing for him to pick up the other party late and accidentally hear what the other party was afraid of.
At least, now, Wu Ke knows how to manipulate Jibril as much as he wants, making her die ugly and a joke, and then threaten to let the opponent's fellow Flügel know about this kind of thing, which is probably Jibril. Your greatest weakness.
There will be punishment for saying the wrong thing, but there should also be rewards for talking. A big stick plus sweet dates is always the best choice to control her. Wu Ke touched Jibril's head: "You can correct your mistakes if you know them, Jibril." Lil will be a good boy, and I look forward to your changes!”
After saying that, Wu Ke unblocked the opponent's muscles and bones. After squeezing and rubbing his calves and arms for a while, Jibril was so comfortable that she completely relaxed on him and leaned on him. Then he carried the opponent further north to the giant settlement. fly in the direction.
Over there, Shanweiya, the envoy who went to visit the sea-dwelling species on behalf of the giant species and prepared for peaceful exchanges with the sea-dwelling species, was waiting for him.
. . . .
"who is she?"
As soon as they met, the two people, one extra large and one normal small, asked Wu Ke directly and at the same time asked about each other's identities.
"Shanweiya, the daughter of the giant patriarch, the next generation of giant patriarch."
"Jibril, the youngest sister of the Flügel, heard about my reputation, so she came here personally to send... well, she is a peace-loving activist who has joined the Peace Order I founded."
Wu Ke introduced them to the two of them respectively.
"Warlike Flügel, peace-loving?"
Shanweiya opened her mouth, feeling that the world outside was changing too fast.
"Send it away? You just wanted to say that I was the one who gave it away, right?"
Jibril grabbed Wu Ke's collar and stared at him with big eyes.
Giving away someone's head is almost the same thing as saying she is a fool. It is a great insult. She, Jibril, is famously smart among the Flügels. She has read more books than all the Flügels. , which adds up to a lot.
Absorbing knowledge from books and transforming knowledge into power, no other Flügel could do better than Jibril, but she was still being insulted and her IQ was not good enough, so how could she cultivate?
"Didn't you deliver it to me in person, or did you think that after getting to know me, you felt that I wasn't such a casual person, so you wanted to become a monster?"
Wu Ke raised his hand and placed it in front of Jibril as a threat of spanking.
Jibril: "..."
