Hair that reflected light, amber eyes, enormous wings woven from light, and a halo above her head.
Jibril flew up and stopped at Morien's eye level.
"Oh my, I came out to investigate because something huge flew overhead. I never expected such a pleasant surprise."
She glanced at the enormous Whale before turning her gaze back to Morien.
The great Whale was certainly unusual.
Even Jibril had never seen such an enormous Phantasma before.
But Morien was clearly the more unusual of the two.
Hearing Jibril's words, Morien understood what had happened.
The commotion of Wish's birth had been too great. She had flown straight over the Flügel settlement, attracting the keen interest of the Extra Individual, Jibril.
Perhaps other Flügel were interested as well.
But mobilizing a Flügel "team" took time, so Jibril, the least obedient of them all, had rushed over first.
"A Flügel?" Morien watched her with a smile. "You're Jibril?"
"You know me?" Jibril raised her head slightly at the voice that sounded directly inside her mind.
"That's right. I'm Jibril."
As she answered, she began checking whether someone had tampered with her brain.
She was a being personally created by the God of Combat. Having her brain affected by a Cursed Technique was no trivial matter.
"My name is Morien," Morien introduced himself.
Jibril wanted to say she had no interest in remembering a monkey's name, but swallowed the words before they left her mouth.
There was no spirit response. He was indeed a hairless monkey.
Yet he could float in the air and make his voice sound directly inside her brain-
Was he a special individual among humans?
"I'll remember that." Light spilled from Jibril's eyes. "I'll treasure you."
Her words sounded somewhat suggestive, but both of them knew what she meant.
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