Kainas, the God of the Forest, Makes His Entrance

"Hey, hey, hey, we're acquainted, aren't we? You won't live past three months anyway, so why can't you give me your head?"

Raphael tried to keep someone's head as a physical memento.

"First, I still have a tiny chance of winning." The young man, who might not match Arteshu in raw attributes but could still escape even if he lost, rolled his eyes.

"Second, we barely count as acquaintances, but don't you think asking an acquaintance for their head is even more excessive than walking up to a pretty stranger on the street and saying, 'Have a child for me'?"

"Are you saying that if I bear you several children, I can have your head?!"

The Winged Species, whose values differed markedly from those of the Human Race, widened her eyes in excitement. She felt that leaving descendants behind for this legendary figure who was about to be killed by the God of War seemed like a rather good memorial plan.

"In that case, would you consider having descendants with me?!!"

Li Zihan glanced at Raphael beside him, then shifted away slightly. He suddenly felt that the Winged Species' brains were no less full of holes than those of the Crimson Demon Clan.

"First of all, I don't make a habit of using my own head as a betrothal gift for my lover. Second, as someone born from an extension of the Spirit Corridor, you don't have the ability to reproduce."

Li Zihan spoke with great calm, bringing a certain fanatical Winged Species to a halt.

"That truly is quite regrettable."

Raphael was somewhat disappointed. Though the Winged Species looked female, that was merely a setting born of the God of War's personal preferences. In essence, they were killing weapons extended from the Spirit Corridors on their wings, and indeed