People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

"No !!!!"

Without any hesitation, Ailei's eyes widened and she was puffed up, her usually gentle voice raised several tones.

Ai Lei is very aware of how casual her lover is in terms of feelings. If it is based on not distracting, he can even say that he will not refuse anyone.

Under such major premise conditions, if this kind of woman who is obviously very interested in Li Zihan and has an obscene figure lives in, will it be okay? !

Alley, who really didn't want to take over the hat that Lord Otto didn't use now, stared angrily at a certain guy, and turned on the fighting mode if there was a disagreement.

"Elei-sama's reaction is really cute, hehe~"

Following the awakening of the slutty nature, Jibril, who has gradually revealed her dark-bellied nature, stretched her waist, stretched her figure that could provoke the anger of ninety-nine out of ten small breasts, and deliberately stretched out her fair and slender body. fingers, caressing her delicate lips.

Every move is full of charm, but it also provokes Miss Alley's nerves all the time.

Just when a large number of gun bars appeared beside Miss Alley, and the mood was clearly broken, Jibril suddenly said such a sentence.

"However, please rest assured that during the time I've settled here, I won't compete with you for love or anything."

Hearing such straightforward words, Ellie was suddenly stunned, she never expected Jibril to say such words suddenly.

But this state of being stunned didn't last long, Miss Alley's eyes soon became sharper, her expression was like a golden canine guarding her dry food.

"Do you think I'll believe that?"

"The Flügel have always done what they say they will do."

Under Miss Alley's questioning eyes, she looked at the petite and thin figure of a certain goddess, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she spoke seriously.

"Please don't doubt my sincerity, I can swear in the name of my lord Artosh."

Ms. Alley, who was ready to fight with Jibril, was stunned again. Although she didn't have much time in this world, so she didn't know much about the specific information of the sixteen races, but she still understood the basics. of.

The Flügel is the most loyal race among the sixteen races. If they swear in the name of the God of War, they are absolutely telling the truth.

Since Jibril is willing to swear in the name of Artosh, it should be true what she said that she will not compete with her for love during her stay.

So, if this guy lives here, he is actually not a threat?

As Miss Alley thought about it, her thinking began to jump. In other words, as long as Jibril lives here, she won't seduce Li Zihan because of her vow?

If you can improve the language loopholes inside, it doesn't seem like a bad loss.

"Zihan, I believe you won't take the initiative to hook up with the lovely Jibril."

Feeling that this seems to be a good deal, Allie turned her head and said to a guy who will hold a wedding with her in the elf territory tomorrow, with a kind tone.

"Don't worry, I'm not an animal in heat, I still have some self-control."

Although I think it is not bad to have a love with Jibril, but since Ellie is really not happy to see this kind of development, although it is a bit regretful, it is not unbearable.

"In this case, then, Xiaoji, you should live here first."

After getting the guarantee that neither of them would make a move, Miss Ai Lei's mood became happier, and then she pulled up her lover's bag, smiling sweetly.

"Zihan, don't you want to watch me dance? Then go to my room."

As soon as the words fell, Li Zihan was dragged out of his room by Miss Alley, no, it should be Jibril's room now.

The Flügel named Jibril just smiled slightly at this, watched them leave, and closed the door.

"Of course I won't take the initiative, but if it's Zihan who takes the initiative, that's another matter, hehe~."

After Li Zihan and Ai Lei both left, the Flügel girl blinked her eyes, stretched out her hand, and the potion that forced a certain top fantasy species into estrus emerged from her hand.

Chapter 30 Both sides before the war

The highest mountain now, the new city-state that the Flügel is building.

A group of Flügel dressed in sleeveless tops, panties with streamers and pendants, and asymmetrical socks were flying in the air, performing elf spells, and busy building a new home.

"That guy Xiaoji, what did you feed Mr. Abang?"

There is only one wing and one eye, but Rafael, the fourth individual who has a very high reputation among the Flügel, can't help but start talking about a certain culprit when he directs his compatriots to rebuild their homeland.

"Meow~, it's probably something that can make Abang-jun go further on the road of growth, meow~"

Azrael's voice with a strange oral habit sounded from midair.

"Master Azrael, even if you approach me, I won't let you go."

Before Azrael could say the second sentence, Raphael raised his head with an indifferent expression, and said to the shame of the Flügel that was hung upside down on the Flügel flag.

"Rafael-chan, don't be so heartless! Aren't we good sisters? Meow~"

With the help of the authority of the leader of the Flügel, the strongest Flügel who helped Jibril collect a certain kind of precious potion, and then helped Xiaoji cover her while running, was dangling in the air, as if blown by a strong wind Blow off the salted fish.

"And I'm just an accessory, meow~"

With an indifferent expression, Raphael, who looked at Azrael with a little disgust in his eyes, suddenly had some auditory hallucinations in his ears when he looked at the teaser who passed the collective vote of the Flügel and was hung up on the battle flag by him. , recalling the past.

In the battle of killing gods a long time ago, all the Flügel fought against a noble god and won the victory, earning the name of the god-killing race.

And at that time, the one who commanded the Flügel with iron-blooded tactics was the former Azrael.

She used Raphael as a shield, and the one who used her full "Sky Strike" to penetrate both the spirit and Raphael was Azrael.

Raphael still can't forget that smile that is as empty as a mask, the face of a puppet that has abandoned emotion, and that ruthless voice.