Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

Using the phantasy species that formed their own world as a weapon, the lethality... maybe even the gods can't bear it easily, right?

However, Azrael just spread her hands in disdain after hearing his description of the zero protection of the void, and said with a sneer:

"There is a bit of courage in the mere forest leader, but...even if you detonate the phantom species of trash fish, it is already a trash fish. It is extremely stupid to want to be an enemy of Master Artoxi with the phantasy species."

"You have great confidence in Artoxiu."

"It's Artosh-sama!"

"Yes, Lord Artosh, Lord Artosh..."

Waving his hand indifferently, Luo Mo planned to study this false plan seriously.

Even if he thoroughly figured out how to make the zeroth protection of the void, he is completely incapable of making it, but it is good to be able to open his eyes.

And just as he studied carefully, the vast hall became quiet, only Azrael's occasional frolic was left...

At the entrance, a voice came from above the stairs, a soft female voice:

"I really didn't expect to find unexpected gains when I came to visit the old place of the annoying senior again."

"—Meow?...this breath....this voice——is Xiaoji meow?!!"

Azrael, who was not very interested in this underground research institute and had been clinging to Luo Mo all the time, immediately changed into an excited expression when she heard the voice, and suddenly looked in the direction of the stairs.

As for Luo Mo, who subconsciously followed the look, when he witnessed the approaching person, he suspected for a moment that he saw a real angel that was different from the counterfeit angel.

It was a girl who exuded an overwhelming sense of presence all over her body, making it difficult to look directly at her.

The light wheel above her head is constantly rotating, flapping the white wings that seem to be woven by light, suspended in the air, plus the long hair that is rich in colors like a rainbow and flutters lightly as it moves, and the gold that emerges from the amber eyes The cross, only makes people feel extremely sacred, and even thinks it is an angel at first glance.

"Xiaoji is specifically looking for my sister? Ah, I miss my sister meow?!—My sister also misses you very much~~!"

Azrael, who got carried away with excitement, flapped her little wings and opened her hands, and flew towards the angel girl, hoping to have a touching reunion with the visiting girl.

However.....

Bang! !

"—Woo meow?!"

The girl moved in space and flashed brilliantly, causing Azrael to directly hit the steps, smashing the solid stone steps like a cannonball, followed by screams of surprise and sorrow.

"...Oh~ You, are you the final individual born with me?" The Flügel girl——Jibril didn't care about Azrael who looked sad because she was avoided. Consciously, he opened his eyes and looked at Luo Mo carefully, and then showed a sweet smile:

"I'm an extra character named Jibril. You can call me senior or sister. By the way, my personal recommendation is sister~"

Chapter 9 Hunting geese all day long, and finally being pecked by geese · Playing hooligans is the traditional culture of the Flügel?

"...Why were they born together, but I was younger?"

Only then did he subconsciously refute, but Luo Mo suddenly remembered that Azrael had told him that he was created earlier than the last-born extra individual among the Flügel in this world?

It's just that it hasn't been activated for some reason. If you say it like this... you shouldn't be the younger brother, right?

"I also want to try to be an older sister...what's the reason?" Before he could ask further questions, Jibril, who was regarded as a younger sister by all the clansmen and wanted to try to be an older sister, raised the corners of her mouth and spoke softly said:

"You are still young, you have just woken up, and you are still a full-grown growth type. Now you are really weak and pitiful, and you need our protection very much, and I am different from the idiot over there. If you call me sister, I can let you rely on it to your heart's content Oh?"

"—Wait! Little Jimmy! What about me?!"

"Senior Azrael?" Jibril lowered her head and thought for a while, then said with a perfect smile without any malice:

"How about dying? What did you do after I hunted the white dragon? Sister Raphael told me already?"

"Yeah! My sister was when you were injured by a dragon and used a healing spell! She put aside everything and wrapped you in a warm embrace! Until you fully recover your strength and the restoration is complete, my sister will always be with you~! You Isn't this why I was moved by my sister? Is that why you are looking for my sister?"

Azrael, who completely ignored the fact that she was being called to die, walked towards Jibril while dusting off the corner of her clothes with a narcissistic expression.

Unfortunately, no matter how intoxicated she was, Jibril didn't show any emotion on her face.

I even thought that after the battle with the dragon, my excessive injuries almost dissipated, and I fell into a coma. In the first four years of stable form in the treatment room, I was hugged by this guy for four years, and then I woke up again. The six years of being forced to hold her in the arms of her in a conscious state after undergoing conventional recovery techniques to heal her wounds amounted to exactly ten years of time that felt like years....

The long memory of being harassed made Jibril twist her mouth angrily, looked at Azrael coldly and said as if she was bored from the bottom of her heart:

"Do you really dare to mention it? Excluding the state of the recovery technique used by the normal use of Sky Strike, plus this time I was injured and needed to rely on the recovery technique to survive, a total of 110 six times of recovery status, a total of about 400 in sleep Years? Every time I opened my eyes, it was you, and every time you never let me go."

"Yes~! During the 400 years that you needed my sister, she never missed a single time?!" Azrael raised her little head with her hands on her hips, as if she was waiting for someone to praise her with pride.

However...Jibril almost fainted from her anger:

"—Do you really know how I lived in those 400 years?!"

"I know~! I spent it in my sister's love~ Xiaoji is so lucky~ to have a sister like me~~~~!"

Neither Luo Mo nor Xinke's eyes noticed it, but in just a brief moment, Azrael hugged Jibril triumphantly, and kept rubbing her cheeks against Jibril while taking credit for the greatness.

The angel-like cute loli and the angel-like beautiful girl...and she is also a sister-in-law girl with a big heart. The scene where the two are in close contact as if the lilies are in full bloom, just looking at it makes Luo Mo unconsciously dig Taking out the mobile phone that has been reluctant to turn on, with the help of the light of the underground rune, several multi-angle continuous shots were quickly taken as a souvenir.

"Oh...forget it, let's just ignore this annoying idiot senior." In the four hundred and two years since her birth, Jibril, who was forced to get used to it even if she wasn't used to it, sighed helplessly. Taking a breath, he looked at Luo Mo again and warned:

"It's not clear that you were officially born just now, but remember, no matter that sister is not as strange as Senior Azrael... You must stay away from Senior Azrael, this is the consensus of the Flügel species Otherwise, the rest of my life will be difficult."

"——Why meow?! It's okay for Xiaoji to call Xiaola and the others sisters!? I can bear it if I don't call them sisters! Now, now! Even my only qualification to be an older sister will be taken away meow?!"

After hearing her words, Azrael, who was ruthlessly pushed away, cried and complained as if she had encountered unbearable grief.

But...everyone at the scene looked speechless from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Mo also wanted to pretend not to know her, but she flew over, hugged his waist, buried her head in his arms and cried loudly:

"—Wow!! Xiao Mo~~! You can't be like everyone else! Everyone bullies me! It's an idiot who says I have no prestige! I'm a fool! My sister is the only one! If you abandon me too! I——I won’t live meow~~!”

"...Yes, yes, nothing, nothing..."

Although I also feel that she is very noisy, but.... I have only hugged someone else's thigh, so it seems inappropriate to abandon her so soon.

No way, he could only force a smile, stroked Azrael's emerald green hair, and comforted this... just like what she said, a fool with no prestige and a fool.

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"Hmm~ It's strange, this feeling...is it unpleasant?"

Jibril, who rested her index finger on the side of her face, looked at Luo Mo and Azrael, who didn't know if it should be called the scene of sister and brother affection, and always felt a little awkward in her heart.

But if you think about it, you have been harassing yourself since birth.

Even if he would harass other sisters, but when he saw her, he would immediately abandon her and ran to harass his partner wholeheartedly, but this time... he harassed others and even left her alone.

The first coldness made Jibril squirm, feeling a little puzzled by the strange loss in her heart.

...Actually, she doesn't really hate Azrael that much, she just feels that if she is given some sunshine, she will become too bright, and the excessive stalking makes it difficult for her to even go out.

Because of this, she has been repelling her all the time. She has loved her sister very much since she was born, but it is not that she does not recognize her in the bottom of her heart.

However, with such emotions, because Azrael is hopeless, has no dignity at all, and the relationship of always harassing people has always been hidden in the deepest part of her heart, and usually only disgust is left.

"Could it be that this is the real method of the senior? First being close to him for more than 400 years, and then being left out in the cold made me feel disappointed?...Senior actually still has such a scheming plan? No...impossible."

After thinking about it seriously, Jibril quickly laughed off her doubts in her heart, not quite believing that Azrael could have such calculations.

And hearing her troublesome self-talk, Luo Mo also thought about it, and felt that it was unlikely that Azrael would play hard to get to such an extent... After all, it had been prepared for 400 years to play hard to get, What kind of thing can a master do? ?

However...while trying to comfort Azrael while stroking Azrael's head, Luo Mo's eyes fell on Jibril's chest unconsciously.

Compared with Azrael, who is soft, cute and wifey, Jibril, who is clearly a younger sister, is so strong that she is not in the same dimension. She is a top-notch like the Flügel mentioned by orc Mevin. Royal sister-type beautiful girl.

If it weren't for the shape drawn by the rotation of her light wheel, it would be much simpler than Azrael's, and it seemed to be weaker. He probably suspected that the sisters of the Flügel were reversed from the sisters he understood. that's it.

...Although he can't be sure that in the Flügel, the older sister must be stronger than the younger sister, or the more complicated the halo is, the stronger it will be.

However, why Jibril is a girl with huge breasts, but Azrael is empty and a loli?

Have you misunderstood God of War?He's not actually a loli..accused?Just purely like the pretty ones, even Sister Lolita likes them?

But gods don’t have the ability to reproduce, they only have the ability to create life, and they don’t even have gender. No matter how beautiful they are made, it seems meaningless, they can only be used to seduce the eyes...

No, it seems that being able to seduce the eyes can also be the purpose itself?But why does Azrael have such a strange personality?Isn't she a decent older loli?Or is it too boring to come up with such a strange character?Or is it a complete replica of your own character?Want to chat with the same kind, so that you can have companionship?

...Since Azrael's identity was only confirmed, and he was busy exploring the ruins, he hadn't had time to ask Azrael about the Flügel. As a result, there was a serious shortage of information. In front of the Flügel sisters who had huge contrasts in all aspects, they couldn't help brainstorming about the truth behind the Flügel.

It's a pity that such a question is destined to have no reasonable answer, and Azrael has changed from crying to "meow hehe~" and giggling, it seems that the injuries suffered by the younger sister have all been healed by the younger brother Thoroughly.

She was even still in his arms, shaking her head and rubbing against each other, as if just doing this was already a kind of enjoyment for her.

This made Jibril feel a little bit uncomfortable, and rushed to him in a dodge, grabbed Azrael's back collar directly, forcibly peeled it off his body and lifted it into the air, and said in a cold tone:

"—Senior, please calm down. There should be a limit for being inexplicable, right? And if you rush at them as soon as you meet them, it will only be disgusting."

"What's so inexplicable!? How can it be annoying? This is a very normal sibling love meow!" Obviously dissatisfied with her words, Azrael puffed up her cheeks and refuted loudly.

"A theory like yours can only fool children at best. Please be normal, restrain yourself and don't embarrass us." Jibril narrowed her eyes impatiently.

"It's not meow! This is..."

"—you always said that we should share everything intimately, right?"

"Meow? So what do you want to say?"

"So what's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. In other words, your younger brother is my younger brother, and it has nothing to do with you from now on." Jibril acted like chasing away some annoying animal, He threw Azrael away casually, and waved his hand to drive away:

"Go back quickly, go."

"Why is Xiaoji always so over the top!" Azrael was lying on the ground hugging Jibril's thigh and crying like a naughty child, but Jibril just looked down at her mercilessly and said impatiently:

"Of course it's because you are too annoying. By the way, Lord Artoxiu asked you to go back when I came this time. I just obeyed Lord Artoxiu's oracle to force you to return. Otherwise, how could I ask for trouble? It's only been quiet for a while, and I'm looking for you, an annoying guy, with nothing to do."

"—Even Master Artosh wants to break up our siblings?!...I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die now~~!"

Azrael jumped up from the ground, covered her face with her hands and ran away crying, and disappeared into the void before stepping out of the underground stairs.

Standing where she was, Jibril, who had no intention of chasing after her, could only smile wryly and shake her head when she saw her exaggerated way of leaving, as if she was deeply ashamed of being in the same clan as her.

Although she was a little surprised that Azrael would respond to the call so quickly, she ran away without even saying goodbye.

But if you think about it carefully, it is the oracle of the Creator, and you would listen to it normally...Although Azrael has a strange personality, it should be self-willed to be obedient.

Of course, to Luo Mo, it doesn't really matter, but it doesn't really matter.

Anyway, as long as there are thighs to hug, he doesn't dislike whether it is Yujie or Lolita. No, to be precise, considering self-esteem and sexuality, Yujie is easier to let go of morals than Lolita. After all, I feel that morality will be less.

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