Azriel Opens Her Mouth and Closes Her Eyes; Final Strike vs. United Heavenly Strike / The Challenge to the God of War; Jibril's "Father-Daughter Love" ...

That was the direction Avant Heim's warning had come from—in other words, the intruder's location.

Yet with just one glance, Azriel froze, because what appeared before her eyes—and before the eyes of all the Winged Ones—was a figure so familiar it could not possibly be more familiar.

"L-Little Jibril betrayed us, meow?!"

"L-Little Jibril betrayed us, meow?!"

Naturally, Azriel was intimately familiar with Jibril, and that familiarity was enough for her to rule out any possibility that some petty scoundrel had disguised themselves before her.

But precisely because of that, Azriel found it unbelievable.

Because the one who had appeared before her eyes—and before the eyes of all the Winged Ones—was none other than Jibril!

"Good day, everyone. It seems you are rather surprised to see me."

Looking at the assembled Winged Ones before her, a faint smile appeared on Jibril's face.

After all, from her perspective, this scene was quite interesting.

"Unfortunately, however, my objective in coming here this time is not you. So I'll ask for now: could you step aside?"

The instant Jibril spoke, the gazes of all the Winged Ones turned at once toward Little Jibril within their ranks.

To be honest, it was an expression difficult to put into words. After all, the scene before them was truly inconceivable, to the point that even Little Jibril—who had somehow found herself surrounded by friendly forces—had no attention to spare for that fact. Her eyes were fixed firmly on Jibril, who was flying high in the sky outside Avant Heim.

Compared with the others, Little Jibril's feelings toward Jibril were undoubtedly far deeper. Though she wanted to tell herself that the person before her was merely an impostor wearing her face, her eyes, her senses, and even her consciousness were all telling her that this person