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Above, Riku and Jibril were both unharmed, inside a pale blue shield. The situation was strangely surreal.
"What's husband doing?" Hatsuse Fia asked, confused.
Everyone else shook their heads, equally baffled by the scene. They expected only one side to survive.
But then Hatsuse Fia and Shinku's eyes widened in shock.
Riku suddenly grabbed little Jibril and started wildly smacking her butt.
Why "little"? Because Jibril's body had weirdly transformed into that of a young girl.
"That Jibril actually got spanked. Serves her right," Shinku was the first to snap out of it, muttering with a smirk full of schadenfreude.
At the same time, her admiration for Riku flowed endlessly like a raging river. Who else would dare smack a Heavenly Wing race's ass? Especially an extra-strong individual like Jibril. Maybe no one else ever has.
At this moment, Shinku had totally forgotten that before chapter 18, she used to think of Riku as just an uncivilized monkey...
"Hubby... you're really reckless... don't tell me you're planning to..." Hatsuse Fia puffed out her cheeks, annoyed and mumbling something under her breath. Her red eyes kept glancing at Jubi too.
It really seemed possible. Both she and Jubi looked like little girls... and now Jibril was transformed into a little girl too.
"Hmph, you pervy, womanizing husband," Fia finally stomped the ground with a bitter look, causing cracks to spread across the floor.
"Uh..." Noticing Fia's unusual behavior, the orc underlings behind her exchanged glances but said nothing. This wasn't their business.
"Hey, don't go too far! Don't think you can spank me just because you saved me earlier," Jibril shouted from above, clutching her sore butt.
Just moments ago, about to be swallowed by an explosion, Riku had suddenly dashed through the blast and saved her. That speed was terrifying. She seriously doubted she could have reacted if he'd started with that power from the beginning.
"You're still mad? Shouldn't the one who's upset be me? You chased me, then my friends. Didn't I say I'd teach you a lesson, you dumb Heavenly Wing?" Riku rolled up his sleeves and smacked Jibril's butt again.
"Ugh!!!" Jibril groaned, the sting making her wince.
"Hehe, but seriously, why'd you save me? Planning to dissect my body for research? So you're into little girls? Does this little form of mine turn you on?" Jibril suddenly started laughing weirdly, burying her head into Riku's chest like she wanted to feel something.
"You wish. I'm not turned on by you. I just think letting you go so easily would be a waste," Riku said, raising an eyebrow, clearly annoyed.
"History's always about the winner and loser. Since you lost today, you're officially my prize now. I'm your master, got it?" Riku's voice turned serious.
Jibril still had a lot of potential. If tamed, she'd be a good asset.
"Hmm, guess there's no other choice then. Lost is lost. If that's how it is, I'll be your servant and let you do whatever you want with my body from now on," Jibril said thoughtfully before breaking into a crazy grin. Honestly, despite her stunning looks and perfect figure, she always looked like a total nympho — probably only Jibril, this extra Heavenly Wing type, could pull that off.
"Idiot, don't drag the conversation into weird places," Riku sighed, speechless.
"But you giving up so easily? Honestly, I'm kinda surprised," Riku added with a strange expression.
"Like you said, master, it's winner takes all. The loser is the victor's trophy, no arguing that. If I had won, I would've taken you back for research no matter what," Jibril said calmly, her bright eyes locked on Riku.
"I mean, I'm surprised you abandoned your creator, the War God Altesh, so easily," Riku said, eyebrow raised.
"Pfft, that old dude just sits on his throne all day silently pondering who's the strongest. Boring. I only respect him a little since he created me," Jibril said, clearly annoyed.
That was unbelievable. The Heavenly Wing race usually had deep respect for the War God. Anyone speaking ill of him would be swarmed by them. Yet Jibril dared to deny her creator and question the War God.
That was her unique trait and why the War God allowed her to act so wildly — he wanted to see her potential.
"Oh?" Riku's eyes lit up with curiosity. "That's a good reason, but there's more to it, right? You follow me, so you must understand what abandoning the Heavenly Wings means."
"Hehe, of course. But before that, let me ask: what's your goal, master?" Jibril smiled gently, staring at Riku with some fascination.
"To get stronger, kill the War God, become the only god, and end all wars in this world," Riku answered without hesitation.
"Just as I thought, master, you have infinite possibilities. I see burning ambition in your eyes. That's enough reason for me to follow you. How about that explanation?" Jibril grinned crazily, finally revealing her true feelings.
In just three days, he went from weak to someone who could defeat her head-on. That kind of growth was terrifying — something she never felt from that old man.
"I see," Riku nodded naturally, a confident smile playing on his lips. "You made the right choice."
"Master, please take care of me from now on," Jibril said with a sweet smile.
At the same time, the geometric halo on the side of Jibril's head shifted slightly to behind her — the Heavenly Wings' way of swearing loyalty.
"Mm." Hearing that, Riku nodded and let go of Jibril.
"Oh, right, master, now that I'm your servant, you can do whatever you want with my body. After all, you do like little girls," Jibril said, grinning wildly.
"Smack—!"
But as soon as she finished, Riku gave her another sharp smack on the butt.
"Stupid angel, cut it out."
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