“However, at the last moment, Master Artosh also left me a message, nyan.”

The girl turned around, looked at Xia Zhi and said with a smile: “Master Artosh has acknowledged the fact that you are the winner and defeated him.”

No matter what, Xia Zhi did indeed annihilate his form, penetrate his essence, and in the end, completely erased the concepts and thoughts on which he relied for existence in that crazy way. This is a fact that Artosh himself cannot deny.

Without any complaints or confusion, facing this indisputable fact, the God of War Artosh gladly accepted his defeat.

“It is only natural that the victor possesses everything that the loser has. This is also the future that Artosh-sama recognizes and expects,” Azrael said at last.

It should be said that that was the last concern that Artosh-sama had for the Flügel he created…

Xia Zhi was stunned for a moment, as if he realized something: “You mean…?”

“Yes, Lord One and Only God.”

Azriel took a deep breath, put away the fake smile on her face, and looked at Xia Zhi seriously and said:

“From that day on, all of the Flügel… belong to you.”

The above words are the path that their former master, Artosh-sama, had arranged for them.

As for the latter part, it was her personal request as the leader of the Flügel race.

“If possible… could you please not abandon us this time?”

…….

Chapter 667: Leave the breeding of the Flügel to us!

I see……

Xia Zhi finally understood why Azriel suddenly changed her attitude and was willing to call him master.

It was not because of her identity as the only God, nor was it because of her “job requirements” as a maid, but because she, including the entire Flügel race, had chosen… or had been chosen to serve herself as the Lord?

“That guy Artosh really knows how to cause trouble~…”

Xia Zhi couldn’t help but sigh.

It can’t be said to be a mess. After all, Xia Zhi had never paid special attention to them before, and it wouldn’t be a big problem if he didn’t care about them later.

The Flügel needed a new meaning of existence, but he was not a necessary Flügel.

…Does it sound a bit scumbag to say this?

“But, even though we are all Flügel, thanks to your actions in that war, our numbers have been reduced by nearly a third since the war, meow.” Azrael added.

“I’m really sorry.” Xia Zhi said without any guilt.

After all, they were enemies at the time, and since it was a war, it was normal for some people to die. And, if you have to say it, it should be Hubie who did it… but it wasn’t that far off.

“But… even though it belongs to me, Jibril still showed no mercy to me.”

Xia Zhi thought about it and said this.

Thinking back to the scene this morning, if I hadn’t been more skilled at the time, I would have been stripped of all my Command Seals and lost, right?

“There’s nothing we can do about it, meow. After all, Jip-chan is special.”

Speaking of Jibril, Azriel seemed to perk up and return to her usual lively self.

“Even when she was facing Artosh-sama, she was able to release the “Air Strike” without hesitation during the battle, which surprised us all.”

Is this something to be proud of?

Xia Zhi thought about it and it seemed to be true. Jibril was created by Artosh with the original intention of creating an individual with infinite possibilities who might be able to defeat him in the future. It was inevitable that she would have a bit of a “rebellious” character.

Artosh himself didn’t really care about this sort of thing… Rather, he was just happy that there was someone who could constantly challenge him.

“But I don’t have as good a temper as Artosh.” Xia Zhi said.

“…Huh?” Azrael tilted her head.

“When a younger sister makes a mistake, it’s only right for the older sister to take the punishment on her behalf, right?”

Xia Zhi said this while looking the girl in front of him up and down.

Putting aside her terrible personality, as a fantasy creature similar to an angel and the leader of the group, Azriel’s appearance is definitely impeccable.

She had emerald-colored hair, blue-gold eyes, white wings extending from her waist that seemed to be woven from light, and a halo on her head made up of complex magic arrays and geometric shapes. All of these inhuman features gave her a dreamy feel that only existed in fantasy.

If nothing else, just play with it… well, if you try cosplay, it will definitely look good and have a unique flavor, right?

Xia Zhi began to think in his mind what kind of cosplay would be most appropriate for the girl.

On the other hand, looking at the boy’s thoughtful eyes, Azriel felt a little uneasy.

Ah…this…

“Master… Master, are you going to replenish the numbers we lost, meow?”

“Ah? What?” Xia Zhi came back to his senses and was slightly stunned.

What to add back?

Azriel pinched the corner of her clothes with both hands and said in a coy manner: “Well… although there is no need for reproduction, it does not mean that the Flügel cannot reproduce.”

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“We have such a long lifespan, and we still have a lot of time… so if the master wants, it’s not impossible to do it, meow.”

“…”

Xia Zhi could tell that she was pretending.

After all, as far as he knew, the Flügel basically had no sense of shame, nor did they have any sexual needs, so the girl’s blushing face was probably just like her previous enthusiastic, lively, and somewhat silly personality, which was just a disguise based on the situation and needs.

“Sorry, I’m not interested.” Xia Zhi refused.

“…Are you shy, meow?” Azrael tilted her head.

Don’t you think it’s weird for you to say this?

“It’s okay, just leave it to me, meow.”

Azriel assured him, patting her chest.

For her, what was important was that the boy did not abandon them. Everything else, even herself, was irrelevant.

If she could get the boy to accept the Flügel, then such a small matter wouldn’t matter at all… She had nothing to lose anyway.

“So, let’s get started, meow~”

Azriel said as she was about to pounce on the boy.

Ah, this… the guest has become the host.

Xia Zhi pulled the corner of his mouth and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block her body.

And just then…

“Xiazhi, Yang No said she made some snacks, do you want to eat…?”

Ailuko pushed open the door and walked in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw a Skywing lying on Xia Zhi in the house, and tilted his head slightly.

What are they doing?

“Ai Lu Ke, what’s wrong? You’re blocking the door. Isn’t Xia Zhi inside?”

Shana said as she also walked up.

Looking at the scene in the house, she was also stunned.

Then, she looked at the boy angrily with a questioning look:

You came to Azriel just to do this?

Chapter 668: What is the correct way to comfort?

Azriel wasn’t someone who cared about other people’s looks… or rather, in her subconscious, she didn’t care about the thoughts of humans like Shana.

Therefore, even though she was interrupted, she had no intention of stopping.

In the end, Xia Zhi had no choice but to tie her up and hang her from the ceiling before he finally stopped her.

“You guys, what’s going on?”

Yang Nai, who came back from the kitchen with snacks, looked at the strange atmosphere in the living room and couldn’t help feeling a little confused.

She glanced at Xia Zhi, then looked at Shana, who was sitting on the sofa far away from the boy. She turned her head away without even looking at Xia Zhi, and seemed to be sulking. She tilted her head slightly.

Xia Zhi, did you do something to make Shana angry again?

“It was just a little misunderstanding.”

Xia Zhi said as he picked up a cookie and took a bite.

is it?

Yang No thought to herself, her eyes falling on the other side, where the Flügel girl was tied up and hung.

If that was a misunderstanding, what was going on here?

Is this some weird play?

“She has some improper thoughts about me.” Xia Zhi answered seriously.

“As a maid, it is only natural that she should be punished for having improper thoughts about her master, right?”

“Oooooh!” Azriel shook her body as if she wanted to explain, but she couldn’t utter a word because her mouth was blocked.

Although that’s what we said, is it necessary to shut other people’s mouths?

Yang No thought to herself, looking at the petite Flügel girl, she tilted her head slightly to think for a moment, and asked, “I remember… when I saw her before, she was about the same height as me, right?”

“Don’t worry about it. The Flügel race is just like this.”

Xia Zhi gave a scientific explanation to Yang Nai who didn’t understand the setting.

“Because it is originally a life made up of magic and spells, when its power is close to being exhausted, its external body shape will naturally be affected.”

“So that’s how it is…” Yang No nodded thoughtfully.

It sounds reasonable, but…

“How much energy does it take to maintain the original body shape?” She found the blind spot.

this……

Xia Zhi hesitated a little.

Logically speaking… it shouldn’t be necessary, right? If it was just to form the body itself, it wouldn’t consume much energy for the Flügel, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to maintain a child-sized body after exhaustion.

“So, it was set up this way, right?”

Yang Nai pointed out the key point and couldn’t help but sigh:

“It seems that their creator is also a lolita complex.”

Xia Zhi didn’t know whether Artosh really thought so or he didn’t think so much at the time.

He wasn’t very familiar with Artosh, and he had no intention of making excuses for him.

But…what does this “also” mean?

The Xia Shi that I created has the body shape of a normal girl!

He thought to himself with some dissatisfaction.

Yang No didn’t seem to intend to argue too much on this already determined issue. Her eyes fell on the small piece of lemon pie that the boy picked up, and she asked, “Come to think of it, you haven’t given your evaluation yet.”

What to evaluate?

Xia Zhi lowered his head and glanced at the half-eaten lemon pie on his plate. He quickly understood: “It’s delicious.”

“How does it compare to the cookies just now?” Yang Nai continued to ask with a smile.

“I prefer this sour and sweet taste to just sweetness.” Xia Zhi replied indifferently.

As for the cookies, they felt a bit too dry.