When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 938

Looking at the sky, Jibril recalled Yong Ye's promise that she would see the real sky, and she couldn't help but smile, but then her eyes widened in surprise at something that slid across her cheeks .

"Wow!? This, what's going on!?

Jibril couldn't help exclaiming because she was too surprised, although she knew what it was, and understood that it was the protective fluid for the eyes of living things, and at the same time, when living things were emotionally violent, they would also leak this kind of thing—— — tears.

Why are there tears? Obviously not in the state of a larva?

…Is this because a promise made years ago was fulfilled, or because the presence of the father died? Or maybe his father's wish finally came true?

The turbulent emotions made her unable to control herself, and the girl who didn't understand why could only hug herself and let the big teardrops slide down her cheeks.

On the other hand, Azrael, who was not dead at all, but was caught by the net and turned into a young girl, just looked at everything around her with complicated eyes, and finally looked up at the sky blankly, and became dazed.

Waiting until Yongye let the star cup sink into him, he walked over and noticed Jibril's state, hugged Jibril hesitantly, and patted her on the back lightly, as if comforting a crying child, Az Lil realized that he hadn't reacted yet, and the six Flügel girls behind him glared at him first.

Even in the form of young girls, their killing intent is genuine, and quite astonishing.

But... this behavior is completely meaningless. In any case, it is impossible for them to cause any injuries to Yong Ye, the only god, even if each of them is as strong as Artoxiu, the god of war, the result will be the same, because... They themselves are in this world, born in this world, and restricted by this world.

"---enough!"

Azrael stood up from the ground, broke free from the net that Jibril was no longer controlling, and yelled at her sisters.

"Didn't you all hear the last words of Lord Artosh? Are you going to disobey Lord Artosh's last order?"

"this……"

"We... are the prize..."

"New God..."

"...is the new master?"

The Flügel, who was empty in his heart, looked at Yong Ye with bewildered eyes.

Artosh, the god of war, has died, but the new god has become the new master. Faced with this fact that is absolutely unbelievable, but can only be admitted, the six wings of the Flügel and the resurrected members are at a loss and at a loss.

They are the weapons created by Artosh to destroy gods and other races. They have always followed orders to kill the enemy. They are just swords born to dedicate the throne of the only god to Artosh.

Since the mission failed and the owner died, the sword, which exists only for this purpose, does not need to continue to exist.

In this way, the only choice before them of the Sword of Masterless is death, and Yongye also saw and expected this, so he asked Artoxiu to transfer the ownership of the Flügel before the decisive battle.

Therefore, since the old master made an agreement before death to give the sword to the victor, the women whose ownership has been transferred have no right to judge whether it is useful to them or whether they should die.

Even if the new master is the one who killed the old master, as swords, they have no right to object.

"...Yes, we are the sword sent by Mr. Artosh...Since Mr. Artosh said that this lord is the new owner, then it is the new master. This is the last order of Mr. Artosh, and the ownership of the sword is transferred."

After announcing Artosh's final order as the leader of the Flügel like this, Azrael lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"...we are swords...that's all."

After saying so, Azrael put away the light wheel, folded her wings, and slowly knelt down on one knee with all the Flügel, this is the posture of absolute loyalty that the Flügel only show to their master.

"From now on, you will be the king of our Flügel species, the master of the Flügel species, and the ruler of the Flügel species...until you no longer need us and abandon us."

"…Will not."

"It doesn't matter, we are just swords, just props."

Although Yong Ye said no, Azrael, who was in a trance, only answered so quietly.

"how to say……"

Annoyed, he patted his dead head five times, and his head was still aching and dizzy. Yongye let go of Jibril who had calmed down, squatted down and looked at Azrael who was kneeling on one knee, and patted the already young melted her little head.

"I think...well, forgive me for being poor at words, in short, I think you have independent thoughts, not just Jian, at least you love your sister very much, don't you? Jian's words will not be like this."

"…That is……"

"By the way, don't you want to kill me to avenge the old master? Or, do you also know Artoxiu's wish for so many years?"

"..."

Azrael fell into silence, lowered her head and said nothing, and Yong Ye didn't know what to say at this time, so she could only continue touching her emerald green hair, thinking about what to say, but at this moment...

"Senior Azrael of course knows, but there is no way to implement it, and I may still be grateful to you in my heart, but...Since Lord Artosh said so, from now on you will be my monarch, my king, My master, the kind that cannot be shaken off... because, our loyalty will only belong to you from now on."

Like Azrael, Jibril also knelt on the ground on one knee, as if making such an oath in front of God, but the language was slightly different from Azrael.

"...I wouldn't do that kind of thing without you telling me."

"Then, excuse me, can you swear?"

"Aren't you worrying too much? But it doesn't matter... I swear in the name of the only god, I will never transfer the ownership of any Flügel... Can you believe this?"

The Star Cup emerged from Yong Ye's head, acknowledging the promise. He knew very well that Jibril was worried about the situation of his sisters, and also wanted to speed up their recognition of him, so he did this, so he simply cooperated, so that Jibril could feel relieved.

"Thank you very much, my lord."

"...you're welcome, and get up quickly, ah, yes, I always feel that this name is very strange, or else it's the original..."

"——My lord~ Mmm... What's going on with all these young girls surrounding you~? Can you tell me about it~?"

Before Yong Ye could finish speaking, Xin Ke appeared from nowhere, and when she witnessed it, she put away her iconic light wheel and wings, and the Flügel who looked like ordinary young girls at first glance, looked like goddesses. A gentle gaze was cast on him.

For some reason, Yongye's headache intensified despite his gentle gaze, and he didn't know that Xinke didn't realize that these were all Flügel.

"…There's a reason for that."

"I'll listen slowly~~"

"…Really? So where do I start?"

Yong Ye, who was seriously troubled, was thinking about how to talk about this kind of thing, but Xin Ke approached with a smile, and spoke again.

"Before that, let me congratulate you first, my lord~"

"...Did you say Star Cup?"

"Yes~"

"...The star cup, after getting it, it's not as exciting as I imagined."

With a wry smile and shaking his head, looking up at the distant sky, Yong Ye fell into imagining what would happen next, but... before he could think twice, his vision suddenly went dark, and this person fell to the ground.

"...Eh? My lord brother??"