"Hmm~ hmm~~~," Jibril circled rapidly in the air with a pensive expression. "But that's not a problem, is it? Haven't you ever fantasized about it? Extending your lifespan with the power of magic?"
"Although I'm reluctant to admit it, that weed is indeed hard to find a match for among the Flügel when it comes to the compilation of magical formulas. Haven't you ever thought of asking her to extend your lifespan? Or... do you not trust her ability?!"
"...Just talk, don't get so close," As if she had been injected with chicken blood, Jibril seemed to get more and more excited as she spoke. By the end, her entire face was almost touching Su'er's face. Su'er could only push her away by pressing his hand on her young girl's face with a blank expression.
"Magic can't extend life, can it? Otherwise, wouldn't the Elves be a near-immortal race like the Flügel?"
There was nothing shameful about it. Su'er had indeed thought about extending his lifespan, especially after he learned that his lifespan was shortening, so he had learned a lot about this.
In this world, there was no such thing as reincarnation. After all creatures and lives died, their souls would return to the spirit corridor, where they would be decomposed into the most basic spirits. Theoretically, two people with completely identical spirits could exist, but even so, they were indeed two completely different people.
Except for a few races that were already determined at birth or by the Old Deus who created them, all other life forms had a lifespan limit. The spirits that made up their souls would gradually weaken and dissipate, which was a form of aging.
If it was just about keeping the body young, then eternal life would be too simple. For races that could manipulate spirits, which were the elements that could turn the impossible into possible, it was not a difficult task at all.
"So any magic that involves lifespan will definitely touch the soul, and my soul..." At this point, Su'er laughed self-deprecatingly. "Even Okein, who is an Old Deus, doesn't dare to touch my soul too much. Why would I let Think take that risk?"
He couldn't deny that this unique ability had indeed helped him survive in this world, but other than that, even though it sounded very impressive, in reality, it was as useless as a chicken's rib.
"So the most fundamental reason is that you're worried about that weed getting into danger?" Jibril sat cross-legged in the air, nodding with a look that said, "I know what you mean."
Su'er suddenly realized that something was not right.
The pink-haired Flügel's words and behavior were too abnormal. Normally, she wouldn't have this kind of thinking, so...
He bounced up from the ground and turned around to see Think standing behind him. Although the distance seemed very far, he, who was very familiar with the physical functions of these non-human races, knew very well that the conversation they just had had definitely been overheard.
"Ah, you're here. Did you find anything abnormal there?" While asking naturally, Su'er turned sideways and glared at Jibril fiercely.
Damn it, all she ever thinks about is watching a show.
Jibril was not at all intimidated by Su'er's murderous (he thought so) gaze. She even started to laugh more happily.
"I didn't find anything," Think gently shook her head and walked over with a brisk pace. Then she asked curiously, "What? Are you two talking about something interesting?"
"Oh oh~~, we're talking about you—"
"We're talking about what the secret Okein spoke of is!" Su'er directly raised his voice to drown out Jibril's words. To prevent this fearless pink-headed person from continuing to say something she shouldn't, Su'er directly reached out and grabbed the small wing that was swinging in front of him.
He pulled it and yanked it on the spot!
"Mmm~!!!" Jibril suddenly turned around and let out a strange sound. In the next second, an alarm blared in Su'er's heart. Before he could react, a force pushed him away.
Bang!!!
It was Think!
But it wasn't meant to hurt him. On the contrary, she had saved Su'er's life.
"Hey!! You'll kill someone! Be careful!!" Su'er felt cold sweat on his back as he looked at the thin, long mark that had been blasted out behind him.
Just now, Jibril had reflexively gathered spirits and smashed them over. If Think hadn't pushed him, he would have been hit in the head directly.
How could this Flügel be so careless when joking around??
She'll kill someone, hey!
"Do you know, Su'er?" The pink-haired Flügel's young girl's face still had a strange blush, and every word sounded like it was being gritted.
"Ah, ah... wha, what do I know?" To be honest, he felt a mysterious pressure. Su'er's mind quickly flashed through various guesses, and then based on Jibril's current behavior, he guessed a very likely situation.
"The spirit circuits in a Flügel's body are mainly concentrated in these wings. Do you know what that means?"
"..."
Su'er was speechless.
"It means that this area is very sensitive to damage... If you do it again, I'll kill you."
"Yes, I understand."
Su'er nodded without hesitation, promising while enduring Jibril's fierce gaze and Think's piercing eyes.
To be honest, Think's expression of staring at Jibril's small wings with her hand on her chin was a little scary.
"So, is there a possibility that what Okein meant was for us to find the God of the Siren?" Su'er tried to turn the atmosphere back to normal and once again broadened his thinking.
"Impossible!"
"That idiot is absolutely incapable of doing that!"
He was met with two immediate rejections.
"..."
It seemed that everyone had a deep-seated prejudice against the Siren. Su'er knew that this race was used as a synonym for "idiot" by other races, and now their main God was also like this?
He had to say that he really wanted to see what kind of weirdo they would have to be to reach such a consensus among all races.
Su'er's curiosity was suddenly piqued. Since the few of them were in this endless sea, and they had already come all this way, so—
"Can you catch a Siren for me to see?" Su'er suddenly looked up and gestured to the two great ladies with a dry laugh. "I've been hearing you call them idiots, so I'm a little curious what they're like."
"Oh, right! The Siren mainly live in the sea, don't they? They should know very well what strange places there are on this sea. So is this considered a righteous investigation for information?"
Su'er had a brainstorm.