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Chapter 45: The Flügel’s Oath

“So what do you say, Jibril? Do you accept?”

I was greeted by silence for the next several moments as Jibril curiously inspected the barrier I had set around us. Her wary look slowly but surely faded, replaced by a curious one.

Her gaze then shifted, alternating between the book she held, the others on the table, and me. Little by little her curiosity gave way to awe. Her blush returned, and she started panting again while letting out soft, perverted giggles.

Seeing my amused raised eyebrow, Jibril finally pulled herself together. She coughed into her hand and treated me to a smile.

“Before I answer, would you mind if I inspect your body? That would give me definitive proof that what you are saying is the truth, that you’re not from this world and aren’t just another member of the sixteen races,” Jibril asked calmly, though she couldn’t quite hide the eager look behind her calm exterior.

My smile turned amused at the question. I immediately knew where she was going with this, and I honestly had no problem with it.

‘As if I would ever say no to being touched by an extremely beautiful angel girl,’ I thought silently, trying not to smirk as I considered the other benefit she didn’t even know she had just provided of her own free will.

‘I can also use the opportunity to fully analyze her on the very small chance that something goes wrong.’

“Of course, as long as I’m allowed to do the same,” I said with a nod.

“Thank you, and sure, that’s fine,” Jibril said with a happy smile as her blush returned.

She stood up from her seat. Then proving what I already knew about how completely shameless Flügel were in this world, she climbed onto the table after dismissing the tea set and made herself comfortable while giving me a coy look.

“I will now touch your erogenous zones. I hope you don’t mind~” Jibril teased with a happy smile and a blush on her cheeks.

“Wahaha, not at all,” I said, shaking my head in amusement before standing up and looking at her. “I’m guessing you have no problem with me doing the same then?”

“You’d be correct. We already had an agreement after all~” Jibril said shamelessly, not even looking embarrassed as she reached out and began caressing my stomach while her wings extended behind her. “By the way, in case you’re wondering… a Flügel’s erogenous zones are in our wings.”

Her face lit up as she touched my body, no doubt using some kind of analytical skill or magic and being met with a form made entirely of magicules.

Of course, normally such analysis would fail thanks to my dear Astra preventing any intrusions, but for now I had allowed it to sate Jibril’s curiosity.

I said nothing as her hand lowered down my stomach and into my pants. Instead, I extended my own hand and touched her left wing, causing her to let out a soft moan even from that simple contact.

“All of our power comes from what we call ‘Spirit Circuits.’ And our wings, where they all collect, are a very erogenous—” Jibril explained between soft moans as my hand continued caressing her wing and she began fidgeting in place.

“…To think one of the strongest races in this world are just a bunch of perverts,” I heard Astra mutter in the back of my mind with a disappointed tone as I watched Jibril writhe in pleasure on the table.

Her hand wasn’t idle either. It was now down in my pants, caressing my member with a soft touch as her fingers explored everything within reach.

What Jibril wasn’t aware of, though, was that I was using my new Ultimate Skill Slanesh, Lord of Excess, to increase her pleasure by about a factor of ten after Astra finished analyzing her.

It took only moments before Jibril came completely undone. The lewdest and loudest moan I had heard to date left her lips as she reached the biggest climax of her life.

With no strength left in her body to continue her inspections, Jibril let go of me and panted harshly on the table, her face completely flushed with pleasure and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

‘To think I would reach third base within minutes of meeting her,’ I thought with an amused shake of the head as I took my seat again and looked at the still-panting and drooling Flügel. ‘As expected of the female-only race composed of shameless angels.’

As I waited for Jibril to pull herself back together, I raised an eyebrow. After several minutes she still didn’t seem anywhere close to coming down from her high, so I looked at her curiously.

‘Did I perhaps take it too far using an Ultimate Skill on her?’ I thought silently, now a bit worried that I had broken her mind or something from the pleasure.

I received a response in the form of Astra sighing in exasperation before she fully answered and confirmed my fears.

“Caius-sama, of course using Slanesh was too much on her. You have completely overwhelmed her mind and soul with otherworldly pleasure and probably made her addicted to your touch and magic on an integral level,” Astra said with a deadpan, making a nervous sweat run down my neck.

‘Oops,’ I thought a little nervously, receiving a sigh from my cute Manas.

“You have to remember that Slanesh, Lord of Excess is several times stronger than Asmodeus, and even using the latter on the Flügel would have been enough to overwhelm her,” Astra explained more calmly, making me realize my slight hiccup.

While I was aware of what would happen to her physically, I had completely forgotten that my Ultimate Skill could also affect souls, so this was definitely my mistake.

‘Well, what’s done is done, and it’s not like she wasn’t already a complete degenerate anyway,’ I ultimately said with a small shrug. ‘Is it safe to wake her up?’

“Haah, it’s a bit discouraging that I can’t even disagree. And yes, it should be fine. Caius-sama just has to heal her mind and she will wake up on her own,” Astra said with another exasperated sigh.

Nodding in response, I reached out and touched Jibril’s forehead with my index finger, healing her mind from the overwhelming pleasure before sitting back and waiting.

Moments later, Jibril’s eyes twitched before they blinked open. She slowly sat up while rubbing her head.

“Uggh, did I pass out?” Jibril muttered quietly to herself as she shook her head. Her gaze eventually found me, and her eyes widened to epic proportions before a full-body blush enveloped her.

I watched as her mind quickly processed what had happened. As I had predicted due to her nature, instead of being angry or even slightly offended, a look of utter joy and obsession appeared in her eyes when she looked at me.

Not even pretending to compose herself, Jibril suddenly grabbed her cheeks and swooned in front of me.

“You were telling the truth~ To think I would ever find an existence with no spirits within their body… but even more surprising than that, their body being made of some type of unknown magic that I’ve never seen or heard of before,” Jibril rambled joyously and passionately while shaking her body back and forth, causing her breasts to move in a hypnotic manner.

“In other words, you aren’t even strictly defined as life in this world, though you have the appearance of Immanity,” Jibril continued to happily ramble before striking a cute pose and pointing at me.

“All that means is that you’re a complete unknown!” she exclaimed, somehow turning even more joyous as she started panting like a dog again with her hands clasped in prayer, even drooling a little.

“You are the unknown! The source from which new knowledge is born! Nothing in this world is as wonderful as the unknown!” she finished, acting as if she had just received the greatest news imaginable. Going by her personality, I didn’t doubt her sincerity.

Smiling in amusement, I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. “Can I take that to mean that I’ve proven my identity and you will accept my challenge?”

“Yes, you have~ Please accept my sincerest apologies for assuming you were mere Immanity at first,” Jibril said, managing to compose herself a bit as she bowed to me respectfully.

“I will certainly accept the game. You were certainly correct in guessing that anything but my whole being would be considered too little for what you are offering,” she exclaimed excitedly as she held her chest and looked at me with fervor.

“Will that be fine with you?” she asked, the words sounding more like a plea.

“Yes. That’s the reason I came here after all,” I said with a pleased nod, causing her to clap happily.

“Excellent~ Now please follow me. I’ll lead us to where we will be having our game,” Jibril said with a cheer as she led me toward an elevator with a skip in her step.

As the elevator took us down, Jibril explained what game we would be playing and laid out the rules. As I had predicted, since Flügel only preferred certain types of games, we would be playing the same one from the original series, or a slightly different version of word chain.

Jibril called it Materialization Word Chain, where each player takes turns saying words that begin with the final letter of the previous word. In this version, though, if you used a word for something that already existed, it would disappear, and if it didn’t, then it would appear.

So for example, if you said “oxygen,” then it would disappear, and if you said the name of an animal, then it would appear.

The game was actually very simple but grew harder as it continued. Normally I would have been a bit nervous, but this game was perfect for us.

With my lovely Manas Astra, who was able to process data billions of times faster than a supercomputer, I had nothing to worry about. Jibril had practically handed the game over to me without realizing it.

Sitting across from each other, we both raised our hands and swore our oath as mandated in this world.

“Aschente!”

Not wanting to end the game too soon, I played along with Jibril for several hours as we each took turns amusing ourselves by summoning things native to our worlds.

Each time I summoned something she hadn’t seen from my world, even something as simple and common as a laptop, Jibril would go into one of her little episodes, turning into a blushing, panting mess while drooling all over the table and asking me what it was.

Thanks to her, I discovered that I could also call forth magic that didn’t belong to this world, with the exception of Ultimate Skills or similar abilities. Under Jibril’s amazed and zealous gaze, I treated her to spells I remembered from various worlds like Harry Potter, Elder Scrolls, Fairy Tail, Overlord, Re:Zero, Frieren, the Nasuverse, and a few others.

Eventually, though, I decided to end the game when I noticed it was already dark outside by using the word “Demon Lord’s Haki.” Since Jibril hadn’t been prepared for it, a powerful wave of Haki appeared and rendered the Flügel unconscious, preventing her from answering within the thirty seconds and winning me the game.

The next moment, as if the world had reset, all the animals, objects, and the beach we had been sitting on disappeared. We reappeared back where we started in the library, sitting across from each other.

“I lost,” Jibril muttered calmly, without any anger or resentment on her face as she looked at me with a smile.

“From the very beginning, I was at your mercy,” she continued as she closed her eyes with a peaceful expression. “Thank you for entertaining me as long as you did.”

Smiling, I shrugged just as calmly. “Don’t worry about it. I also enjoyed learning about this world, so let’s call us even.”

Opening her eyes again, Jibril looked at me curiously with a tilted head. “If I may ask, what are your plans? As you said, you are a traveler from another world. Are you planning to stay here for an extended amount of time, or will you move on to another world?”

Crossing my hands and relaxing against the chair, I answered her. “As you already stated, even summoning others across worlds is a hard task, and I can tell you from personal experience that traveling under your own power is infinitely harder.

“Traveling here was difficult even for someone like me, and it cost an astronomical amount of magic to do so along with everything else. For the time being, my plan is to stay low for the next few days as I recover before making the next jump.”

“Hopefully without drawing the attention of this world’s One True God,” I explained patiently to my new servant, causing her to nod.

“There’s only two possibilities if we run into each other. One, we play a game and it ends at that regardless of who is the winner. Or two, we clash for one reason or another and we destroy this world,” I said, my tone taking on a more serious note.

Jibril blinked at that in surprise before tilting her head curiously. “But the Ten Covenants prevent any true fighting.”

Tilting my head at her in a similar fashion, I let out a small amused huff to her confusion before answering. “That would be correct if the Ten Covenants had any power over me,” I said with a small amused smirk.

Jibril’s eyes widened in complete shock as she opened her mouth and closed it several times, attempting to say something only to fail every time.

“B-But we just had a game and you were able to swear by them,” Jibril stated with a stutter.

“Yes. In order to not draw Tet’s gaze, I decided to temporarily accept the laws governing this world. When the time comes to leave, I can simply break them. While strong, they are not something beyond my capabilities,” I said with an uncaring shrug.

Jibril’s eyes suddenly started trembling in a mix of pure happiness and obsession as she stood up and dismissed the table between us before kneeling in front of me with a worshipful expression, clasping her hands as if in prayer.

“O dear, departed master! Artosh, the one who created us. At long last, I’ve fulfilled our long-held dream of finding someone worthy to serve as our new master,” Jibril muttered with closed eyes in prayer.

“A being who stands above and looks down on the elves, on me, on the Old Deus, and even the One True God. He who will overturn everything I have come to know.”

“My master, my lord, I, Jibril, member of the Council of Eighteen Wings of the Flügel, rank sixth among the Exceed, offer you everything I have.”

“I will find no greater pleasure than carrying out your will,” Jibril pledged with some happy tears at the corners of her eyes and a huge smile on her face.

Once she had finished, I felt a fledgling connection form between us and decided to make it more ironclad as I opened a Soul Corridor between us before extending my hand toward her with a smile.

“Welcome to the team, Jibril,” I welcomed, deciding to hold off on naming her for the moment until we left this world, as I didn’t know if it would draw Tet’s attention.

Jibril immediately latched onto my arm like a happy puppy, even rubbing her head against it as I thought of my next plan.

‘Now all that’s left is waiting a few days before leaving this world. Though I wonder if I should consider looking for somebody else while I’m here?’