People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

Azrael, who was clearly a cold-blooded war weapon before Xiaoji was born, hugged Jibril tearfully, as if hugging Kazuma Aqua.

"Senior Azrael, please let me go." Jibril, who had the same expression as Sato Kazuma that Aqua was holding, began to think about whether to use Sky Strike.

"Meow~, isn't that kind of guy just a little bit better? Meow~"

Not long ago, I thought about the characteristics of a certain person, and I had to admit that a demigod who was really good, Azrael shook Yaomei's shoulder vigorously.

"Shouldn't feelings be considered after 3 years of investigation? We've only known each other for a few days. Xiaoji, why did you just give it to meow for nothing?!"

Looking at Azrael, who was probably the draft that Artosh made when he created the Flügel, Jibril felt that it would be difficult to get out unless she was persuaded.

"Although I also want to take some time to snatch love from the noble gods, and then taste the hatred of the loser, but whether he can live for three months after agreeing with my lord on the bottom line of the battle is a question, If you don't take advantage of A to go up now, are you going to have a relationship with the dead next?"

Jibril, who would never mind flirting with a certain demigod if she had time, narrated the reasons why she actively pursued someone.

"Meow~, but chasing that guy won't do you any good at all!"

Azrael, who had no idea what Jibril was talking about, was obviously dumbfounded.

"Yes, I can get an excellent child." Jibril, who had awakened her motherhood in a strange way, said happily.

She even thought of the name of her own child.

Azrael's three-view fragment that was shattered by Artoxiu broke again and became slag.

"Xiaoji, you should think about it carefully."

Azrael, who felt that she was the only one in Avant Heim who had normal thinking, was a little tired, and even forgot about her mouth addiction for a while.

Jibril, who felt that senior Azrael's thinking was very strange, frowned slightly, she had to think of a way to get rid of Azrael.

Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of this black-bellied slut's mouth.

"This is something that will be blessed by my lord, Senior Azrael, do you really want to organize it?"

"Meow meow meow--!!!"

Why did you mention Lord Artosh again?Azrael, who was startled by someone's speech, was obviously stunned.

"You should also know that my lord has been looking forward to the appearance of a certain existence, giving it a taste of defeat." Jibril, who obviously had an extraordinary ability to respond, said.

Azrael hesitated for a while, then nodded.

The moment Artosh, the god of war, prayed for defeat was no secret on Avant Heim, and she naturally knew about it.

"However, the only existences in this world that can make my lord feel threatened are the Dragon King Zhonglong and Zihan. If Zihan dies, my lord will soon return to the same dejected state as before."

Jibril quickly made up a reason for herself.

Azrael, who has witnessed God of War's mental changes over the years, has a little worry on her face. Just now, she witnessed Artoxiu's return to the peak, but how long can this good state last?

I'm afraid I entered the burnout period just after playing.

"You think, since Zihan possesses the power to make our Lord uneasy, then there is no reason why his offspring should not have such potential." Jibril, who was completely babbling about Jibril, lied without batting an eyelid.

"If the bloodline that threatens my lord's earth can be passed on, there will naturally be an existence that can challenge my lord day by day. Isn't this kind of thing what my lord is looking forward to most?"

Just because Jibril was favored, she felt that there was the spirit of the god of war in her, so she indulged Jibril in every possible way, and Azrael, who would even put down her dignity to please Jibril, was stunned.

What Jibril said seemed to be what Artosh-sama really wanted to see, and it made sense.

"In order to fulfill my lord's wish, isn't it a matter of course for me, as a family member, to keep that bloodline?"

Looking at Azrael's blank look, Jibril, who fully fits the description of "Fan Cut Hei", suddenly wanted to laugh.

But this will not affect her performance, her voice suddenly became majestic.

"Master Azrael, are you trying to disobey my lord's will?!"

"Of course I don't dare." Azrael, who was clearly a fan of God of War, felt her heart tighten, and quickly denied someone's words.

"Then, please don't stop me." A happy smile appeared on the corner of Jibril's mouth after the plan was approved, and she suddenly found that teasing Azrael was quite fun.

"Since this is the development my lord wants to see, there is really no other way."

Without thinking too much, Azrael used Sky Shift to teleport Jibril and herself out of the city, and then let go of the arm holding Jibril.

"Xiaoji, this difficult task is entrusted to you."

"No problem." Jibril, who got rid of Azrael, spread her wings as fast as thunder.

"If you encounter difficulties in love, marriage, and reproduction, we will always be your most solid backing, Xiaoji." Azrael, who was obviously out of her mind, shouted at the girl who had flown away.

Chapter 26 title is missing

The interior of the human race gathering place belongs to the room of a goddess of the underworld.

The boy with long black hair put the horse meat skewers on the dining table, and then graciously brought his future wife to the dining table.

"Zihan, is it not good for you to do this?"

The Goddess of Hades, who roughly knew how these meat skewers came from, was a little hesitant.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a horse."

Someone raised his eyebrows simply because he was hungry and remembered that the description of horse meat in the recipe was fresh and tender, with less fat, unique flavor and rich nutritional value.

"Humans can run faster than horses after learning 'Qi'. This kind of useless mount, don't we get rid of it as soon as possible and keep it as a souvenir?"