The Two Empresses
Flugel, Angel of Death

Avant Heim City's

A flugel was engrossed in reading an ancient book, but his activity halted when the boy came rushing in.

"Sister! Brother is asked to come to the assembly meeting!" saith. The flugel sighed and closed the book loudly, making the flugel boy a little scared. Carefully put the book down and he patted the top of the boy's head gently.

"Thank you, Jibril. I'll go first" he said kindly. He immediately flew towards a large tree on the floating island with a slightly irritated face. His mind was filled with insults and curses aimed at the assembly. He opened the door and entered with astonished gazes from the assemblies.

“You called me, didn't you?” tanyanya kalem's. One of the wise-faced flugels nodded and invited the flugel to sit at the end of the table.

“Thank you for coming, Jegudiel. I need your opinion about an uninvited guest from the Kingdom of Careol,” said the sage. Jegudiel frowned, but a fake smile was imprinted on his face.

“You weren't invited? Who is the madman who dared to set foot onto the land full of the strongest fighters in Respher?” ask Jegudiel.

“What do you know about Saciel Arakawa?” ask the wise man in his calm style. Jegudiel paused for a moment, then sighed softly.

“Many. One of them is that he is a hero in this continent. The haughty girl, strong yet fragile like glass. I heard he almost beat one of Ceshier's side bosses. So that guy came here?”

“Betul. And the most interesting thing is that he is an international fugitive,”. Jegudiel laughed loudly and stood up in his haughty style, then whispered to the wise flugel in a repressive voice.

“I'll welcome him and I hope no one bothers me.”

“I'll make sure of that. Then you can leave this room,” said the sage resigned. Jegudiel nodded and left the room with a triumphant smile. He knew very well the wise flugel did not want to interfere about his problems, because he was an influential person in Avant Heim. He returned to his residence and found the boy still there while reading a book.

“You're still here, Jibril?”

“Ehehe, am I his sister brother,” replied Jibril cheerfully. Jegudiel just laughed a little and stroked his head slowly. An idea crossed his mind.

“Jibril, I have a task for you. Do you want to do it?” ask Jegudiel.

“What task Sis?” jibril asked curious and interested.

“We will have an important guest from Careol. So can you greet them first and drive them here?”

“Hm? Who are they? Why not meet Deus Ex Machina?”

“Later you'll know. How?”

“Good. I'll go now,” replied Jibril. He immediately flew away from Jegudiel and descended to the mainland with great curiosity. Meanwhile, Saciel and the others were crossing the river with the help of elves who happened to be in the same direction as them.

“We are lucky that there is one of the elves who went in the direction of us,” chirped Phillip while holding Kezia who began to spoil him.

“Heh, you're right and can you put my sister down? You make me ticklish,” quipped Max with a sharp gaze that is enough to make Phillip a little twinkling. Kezia scowls and throws Max with his head, but the older brother is able to catch him.

“Nii ugly!”

“You're uglier than me,” reply Max relaxed. Kezia's face darkened and began to bring out the ultimate style, crying loudly until many people immediately covered his ears. But it did not seem to affect Max, so Kezia stopped and hugged Phillip tightly. “Kezia, down.”

“Jelek,” murmured Kezia. Max immediately pulled her and held the little girl, but occasionally harsh words came out of her lips, but Kezia ignored her. Saciel just smiled and enjoyed the caress of the warm wind. His mind was calm, but suddenly alert when he saw the figure of Jibril standing on the riverbank with a smile that seemed terrible to him. The elves who were with them immediately went into hiding, fearing the presence of flugel.

“Do you guys have any problems?” ask Saciel.

“A very serious problem. The elf kingdom party accidentally killed the flugel race in our region,” replied the elf with emphasis on the word unintentionally. Saciel frowned and asked again.

“Unintentionally? What does it mean?”

“Actually..our royal princess had a problem with the flugel messenger, then ordered the guard to directly slam her on the spot and send her head to the flugel race. After the incident, the Flugel race immediately broke off diplomatic relations.”

“Hahaha, your daughter is out of her mind. Obviously you guys are wrong,” reply Saciel. He jumped into the river, but his feet

tread on the surface of the water. He walked quickly towards Jibril with an equally sinister smile. Jibril was a little scared, but he kept his attitude so that Saciel would not underestimate him.

“Halo and thank you for welcoming me. There are important things to do and none of your business,” Saciel replied rudely. Jibril was a little insulted, but he still smelled a smile.

“Before resolving your problem, there is someone who wants to greet you,”, said Jibril calmly.

“Someone?”

“He is Jegudiel, one of the leaders in Avant Heim,” replied Jibril. Saciel thought for a moment, knowing full well that the flugel called Jibril was not a flugel. The last time he met her was during the great war between Respher and Ceshier. The arrogant face of him was quite imprinted on his mind.

“What good is it that I met him?”

“Okay, but I guess that's something important too,” reply Jibril a little spicy. As the ship leaned against the river, the passengers immediately descended, except for the elves. Max approached Saciel and glanced at Jibril.

“What is he our driver?” syndicate Max. Jibril barely let go of the curse, but as hard as he could hold and gave a smile as friendly as he could.

“Not. We will meet with important people, so keep your behavior or we will fight with flugel,” threatened Saciel calm. Max just nodded faintly. Jibril directs them into the forest, making Phillip a little anxious. He prepared various kinds of magic just in case something unwanted happens.

“Don't be as I was dong. I have no intention to attack,” jibril kalem. Phillp is getting tense, the fact that Flugel is able to detect magic has just attacked his memory.

“You could have been our enemy, considering we were one ship with an elf,” Phillip said.

“Ah, the? I don't really care about that. As long as you don't do silly things in Avant Heim territory, I won't attack you,” Jibril replied cheerfully. “Ah, we are up to.”

“This...gua?” chirped Nero while doubting the dark and stuffy cave that was in front of him. Jibril laughed loudly

until crumpled.

“Oh ouch, you're so funny. At first glance it does look like a cave, but this is more than an ordinary cave.”

“Let's prove your big talk, flugel,” Max said as he walked into the cave, followed by the others. Their feet were now treading on the silver-colored and glittering ground. Some flugel flew agilely and occasionally glanced at them with curiosity that they were unable to cover. Kezia looked up to see it.

“Fly! They fly!” sahutya cheerful.

“You've seen one there, Kezia,” chirps Max bored. Jibril instantly darted in front of them with a sincere smile.

“Come on the road, my brother is waiting,”. They walked back until they reached a building with a Romanesque architecture with a half-naked statue at the entrance.

“Learnest. Whoever made this building is not an ordinary person,” said Nero. A flugel came out of the building with a hollow smile, his hand holding a piece of worn out and torn paper.

“Thank you for the compliment. And welcome to Avant Heim, everyone. I've been waiting since until I got bored.”

“You Jegudiel?” ask Saciel to the point. Jegudiel nodded confidently, making Saciel a little uncomfortable with his behavior.

“I'm sure you need something very valuable, right?” tanyanya cold. Everything in it was goosebumps, the cold aura pressing down on them was so strong that Kezia fell to his knees beside Nero.

“You challenge me, Jegudiel? What you're doing doesn't show at all that you're going to host us well,” Saciel replied fiercely.

“Oh, Arakawa, I thought I'd be scared of you? You're just a witch who makes no difference to humans, why should I be afraid of you?”

“I don't think we're welcome here very well,” chirps Nero while looking around. Some flugel prepared to attack, their smile now almost the same as that of the life-refereeing angel. Max pulls the scythe from under his cloak and protects Kezia. Saciel let out a long sigh and stared intently at the Jegudiel hovering before him.

“You were wrong to challenge me, Jegudiel. I'll make sure you fall to the ground until your face sets completely,” Saciel threatened.

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