"Shinku, this is Couronne. She is like you, my Saint. Couronne, this is Shinku, the leader of elf tribe and my Saint like you."
A day after she became a Saint, Xiao Feng brought Shinku Niruvaren to human settlement but he masked her with illusion magic to prevent panic.
When he met Couronne, he naturally introduced both of them.'
"Hello, I am Couronne! Xiao Feng's Saint!"
"I am Shinku Niruvaren. Also a Saint. I didn't expect humans to grow to this extent."
Shinku Niruvaren looked at humans who were planting crops, far away, and she could feel the aura of more than dozens of fanatics. There were also some auras that were even more mysterious than fanatics.
The number of humans may be small but their level has exceeded the elves today.
"How did you meet Xiao Feng, Sister Shinku?"
In one word, Couronne invisibly pulled their relationship closer and she also came closer with a hint of gossip on her face.
No matter where, it is human nature to gossip.
"Me? I was wary of him at the start. I thought he was trying to trick me..."
Thinking back, Shinku Niruvaren laughed but she didn't mind Couronne's intimate address.
She talked about how she met Xiao Feng and how she tried to attack. Later how she was attracted to new magic system. She also takes about since small deatails.
Couronne listened with a gusto.
Xiao Feng watched the two girls talking happily and he walked away.
"You're back, brother Xiao Feng!"
When he opened the door, Xiao Feng saw Xun'er, who had finally left seclusion, sitting by the window.
Compared to before, Xun'er's temperament had become much softer. She looked more charming and more confident.
"I am back!"
All words in Xiao Feng's mouth turned into simple three words.
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Avant Heim, Flügels residence,
"Meow~you're worrying too much, little Jibril~! Relax a bit, would you? You'll get wrinkles on those pretty wings!"
Azril rubbed the face of Jibril who was temporarily turned into a little girl by using Sky Strike.
"Little Kitty looks even cuter meow~ Aah, I hate repairing techniques a bit~"
Azril is particularly fond of the extra individual, the youngest sister, Jibril.
Jibril, whose actions are completely unpredictable, erratic and free-spirited, often goes out alone, does some messy things like crusade against dragon spirits, and then runs back.
Everyone is used to her abrupt behavior. They accepts everything from this youngest sister.
Jibril herself was very tired of this so-called favor, especially Azril's favor.
"I said, are you really listening to what I'm saying? That elf perfectly blocked my [Sky Strike] with one magic, and the residual power of that magic can blow me away, you, don't you think it's amazing?"
"Yes~ It's interesting, but that's all. I went to see it later. The city of the elves is already empty. It seems that it is not a magic that can be cast at will. Even if it is, we Flügel are not afraid. This is Avant Heim, the home of our Flügel, the residence of the strongest my lord, little Jibril can rest in peace."
"Hey, do you understand? The elves have broken their racial restrictions."
"You should know that the strength of the elves is determined by the number of magic spells that can be used at the same time?"
"Their magic is determined by their adaptability. The intensity of every spell of the elves is very low, but this time, they blocked my sky strike with just one magic?!"
Seeing Azril's casual appearance, Jibril screamed frantically, but after degenerating into a little girl, even her voice changed, and the shouting that could have expressed her dissatisfaction became milky voice.
There were small stars shining in Azril's eyes, obviously she adored Jibril.
"Jibril, can you call me Onee-chan? If you do, I will agree to whatever you ask for it?"
"Get out of here!!!"
Jibril roared so angrily, but she also knew that she, who had lost most of her power now, was not Azril's opponent, so she directly mobilized the little energy she had left to use the unique teleportation method of Flügel—[Sky Shift] to leave.
When Azril saw Jibril disappear from her sight, the sloppy color on her face gradually disappeared, and it became dignified.
Azril knows very well what kind of power Jibril's [Sky Strike] has.
As an extra individual of the Flügel, she is also the last child of the God of war Artosh; Jibril's power in the entire Flügel is among the best, and the sky strike she issued is also the strongest sky strike among the Flügel.
But the elves, who are not even the upper race, can defend against it with just one magic.
In fact, Azril isn't as calm as she looks. When she heard it, her heart was already full of shock.
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