The game life of problem children

The heart that was originally shaky, under this voice, completely fell into the abyss called 'despair'.

"Why?!You, are standing here.......

Azriel's body trembled slightly, and then she realized that even her voice was the same as her body...... Trembling.

The so-called scared blood is probably referring to her current state?

It was only then that Azriel really realized the body of the young man in front of him.

----Monster.

That's right, it's a monster in the truest sense of the word.

It is possible to use the 'weak' races to unite and let the 'strongest' fall into this desperate situation, which is equivalent to defeat, and this kind of thing exists....... What else is there but the 'monster' that cannot be described in any words?

"Why?"

Hearing Azriel's 'Doubt' as if she were roaring loudly, Sixteen Nights just shook her head and laughed as if she were looking at a fool.

The bright, penetrating, eerie purple eyes and the mocking laughter made Azriel froze in fear.

"Don't you know?"

Looking down at the Tianyi girl who had no strength to resist, Sixteen Night's face turned cold and snorted lightly.

"Still need an answer to this question?"

It seems that he wants to give a ride to this girl who is loyal to the Lord, and wants to keep the enemy out even in this state.

The energy frantically squeezed from the surrounding space was forcibly compressed into this short "gun" in the palm of the hand.

This is the strongest stunt that the Celestial Wing Species is most proud of---- "Heavenly Strike"

With their own strongest blow, they came to cut off their mission.

"Because, in this case, the only one who can beat him is me. That's why I'm standing in front of everybody. Shatter his dream of being the strongest. "

"Master?!"

Just as the "gun" was about to swing down, a pair of cold little hands tightly hugged the arm that Sixteen Night swung out, forcibly cutting off the attack.

His first 'servant' hugged his neck tightly with his outstretched arms and buried his head deep in his arms.

This familiar feeling made Sixteen Nights put down the arm that was holding the "gun" and looked at the girl who was holding him tightly and didn't let go.

"Honestly, you're ...... right now It's heavy~"

Raising his hand, he gently stroked the girl's long hair that was constantly changing color, and said with a wry smile.

"Alaala~ The master is really a young girl! If I get back to my original body, I'm going to be beaten into the 'cold palace', so Sangxin~ Woo woo woo ......"

Raising her pretty face to look at her master, looking at the same as always, Gypril wiped away the tears with her hand, and smiled sweetly like a blooming flower

"Hmph~ I actually ran away secretly, how to 'punish' you when Uncle Ben comes back!"

Looking at the girl in his arms, Sixteen Night smiled ill-willedly, raised his hand and flicked the girl's forehead.

"Okay~ I'm looking forward to it!"

As usual, the same words, the same smile.

"Let go of Sister Azriel~~"

Looking at the stunned young girl, Gypril chuckled and pleaded.

"Hmm. "

Sixteen Nights shrugged his shoulders casually, dissipated the Heavenly Strike in his hand, and looked back at the throne at the top.

"I feel the agitation in the air, and it looks like that guy can't wait!"

“......."

Following Sixteen Nights' gaze, Gypril also looked at the familiar place, and sighed slightly.

"I wanted to repay Lord Artexiu's kindness when I left this time. And tell him the purpose for which he created me, which is the 'answer' he wants. "

As she spoke, Gypril looked at the boy in front of her and smiled happily.

"However, since you came here before me, then this 'mission' of mine can almost be over~"

Gently wiping away the tears remaining in the corners of the girl's eyes with his hand, Sixteen Nights smiled and nodded.

"It's over, just relax~ And the next troublesome things, just leave it to me to do. "

"Yes!" Gypril retracted her wings and moved the aperture behind her head, bowing her head slightly.

This is the only pose that the Celestial Wing breed will only make when it shows absolute loyalty to its master. And Gypril had never made such a gesture to Artexiu, because the one in front of her was the monarch she was really seeking.

"With our expectations, please be sure to win. I will always be here waiting for your return!"

Sixteen Nights smiled slightly, waved his hand casually, glanced at Azriel, and then pushed open the door and walked into the passage to the throne.

"Little Ji ......"

Azriel, who was in the posture of a young girl, looked dazed and helpless at the moment, she raised her head and looked at her sister 023, who she once cared about the most.

"In yo~"

Gypril replied with a smile.

"Lord, will you be defeated?"

She asked.

"That's right!"

Gypril nodded and replied without hesitation.

"Why should he want to be 'defeated'?"

Azriel turned her gaze to the throne at the very front of the passage and asked in a low voice.

However, no one answered her this time, and she knew that there was no chance of getting this answer.

........

The god of war on the throne, holding his cheeks, silently waited for something to lean on the seat.

A force that cannot be described in words surged from his body, and his closed eyes seemed to be in eternal silence.

Until, in front of the straight line, there was a sound of footsteps breaking the silence.

Altexiu's eyes slowly opened.

His golden eyes, full of majesty, were staring intently at his 'natural enemy'.

Opposite the golden eyes were a pair of hostile purple eyes.

The 'weakest' and the 'strongest' finally met before this throne.

And this is a battle that has long been predestined. _

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