Chapter 324 Even My Father Has Never Hit Me!

When she saw Roland's raised hand, no matter how stupid Azriel was, she could understand what he wanted to do.

Is this the so-called punishment?

Azriel's confidence was shaken. She had been pierced through the chest, leaving a clear hole, but she could still laugh.

If Roland was just punishing her, or physically torturing her, she would have no fear.

But spanking was really beyond her bottom line.

This kind of mental insult moved Azriel more than physical pain. As the leader of the Flügel race and the number one creation of the strongest god, if she was spanked on the knee, she would definitely become a shame for the Flügel race.

No, if it was just shame, it would be the best situation. Anyway, because she was a fool, she was a well-known laughing stock among the Flügel race.

But if Artosh-sama's reputation is damaged, even if she commits suicide to apologize, it cannot be saved. Fortunately, there are no extra lives here. Only Roland and Jibril are here. The human ran too far and can't come back for a while.

Therefore, as long as I surrender quickly and accept the punishment, and then use the fact that I have been caught to deal with Roland, there should be a chance for this matter... probably.

However, I was about to accept the punishment, but I still surrendered on my own initiative!

Azriel's mind was full of complicated thoughts. Although she acted like a fool, it can be seen from her changes that were better than Jibril's air attack that she is also very smart, but it is difficult for her to understand the importance of trying, failing and learning.

In layman's terms, her comprehension is not high.

Faced with the threat that was already close at hand, under the impact of fear, worry and other emotions, her brain did not work as expected.

From Jibril's betrayal to Roland's ultimate move that killed her in one second, the kind of strength that Azriel had only seen in the Creator, as if it came from another dimension, replaced all the confidence that Azriel had built up in the past battles with powerlessness and despair.

Her confused mind made her look at Roland in a trance, opening her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

And just when Azriel was stunned, Roland had no intention of sympathizing with her.

He placed his other hand flat on Azriel's waist, like holding down a fish on a chopping board, because he had used it many times on Illya and Rin Tohsaka, he was also familiar with this process.

There was no way, unlike Sakura or Kallen, who had bad personalities but at least looked a bit natural and well-behaved, Illya and Rin's personalities were not as bad as those of naughty children, but they were not far off, and they were simply the little devils of Fuyuki City.

As they get older, the restraint on Irisviel and Aoi Tohsaka is also decreasing day by day. In order to prevent the children from going astray, Roland can only use such means to make them understand what the majesty of adults is.

When Azriel found that Roland had begun to take action to fix her, she hurriedly came back to her senses and her speech became more intense.

"Do you think such a joking punishment will work? Compared with the power of Master Artosh, you are just a small fish. I will not be afraid of a shameless guy like you!"

"Miss Azriel, compared to begging for mercy, this level of bluffing will only show your weakness more."

Roland showed an evil smile and waved his palm down without hesitation.

When the sharp slap hit her left buttocks, she heard the crisp sound, and Azriel's eyes were instantly filled with crystal tears.

It hurts meow!

Obviously, with the will of the Flügel, this level of pain should not even be considered as a breeze blowing in the face, but now, although the degree of pain has not changed at all, her tolerance seems to have really become the level of a little girl.

"You... you actually hit me, meow?"

"——Pah!"

Roland did not reply, but waved his palm down for the second time, using facts to show his attitude.

This continuous pain made Azriel's expression completely distorted. With tears in her eyes, she began to struggle hard: "You hit me twice!

——Even my father didn't hit me, meow!"

Many things, before and after the experience, often have completely different views. At first, Azriel only thought that this was a bad taste that would make her a laughing stock, but now, whether it is the heart-piercing pain in her buttocks, or the gap from the past smooth sailing, when Artosh always praised and recognized her, she realized that even if the nature of the incident itself is put aside, this is also the biggest insult in her life.

Finally realizing what she should do, Azriel fought back with all her might, wrapping herself in a blanket in winter and struggling desperately.

Roland didn't even use any strength, just kept the same posture, and Azriel was ruthlessly suppressed under his palm. He didn't even worry that Azriel would cause an accident due to excessive resistance.

Because at this moment, she was really just an ordinary little girl. Although Veleslana's golden sword could only seal one personality, it was precisely because of this limitation that its gold content was not false.

What was sealed was the sky strike released by Artosh, so all the power generated by this move would be sealed.

This is why he wanted to catch Azriel, otherwise he would not have caught a little girl, but Azriel-chan.

Feeling Azriel's soft strength, Roland laughed even more happily. He raised his hand while admiring the little girl's struggle.

"Pah!"

Azriel's pale face was dyed with a layer of bright red under the passionate emotions. She bit her lower lip tightly and stubbornly resisted the urge to cry.

But her weakened body had long been out of her control. Grievances, anger, unwillingness, and all kinds of emotions were superimposed. Big tears kept rolling down from the little girl's eyes and dripping on Roland's knees.

Such a performance made Roland stunned. In the past, Rin and Illya had never shown such a performance.

It seems that the distance and status that existed in the past are also very different in the reaction to such punishment.

Should I stop? It seems a bit excessive to bully a stupid little girl like this.

Am I such a bad guy?

Looking at the pitiful little girl in front of him, such a thought flashed through Roland's mind involuntarily, and then, without even a ten-thousandth of a second, Roland's heart came to a conclusion.

Yes, I am such a bad guy.

The peace of mind he pursues is not a life of dormancy like Kira Yoshikage, not being disturbed by anyone, but an existence where he can do whatever he wants and no one can stop him.

Daily self-reflection is not only a good way to strengthen one's will, but also an important way to prevent oneself from going the right way.

Roland nodded with satisfaction and raised his hand happily.

On the other side, Jibril was not idle either. She flapped the wings at her waist and floated in the air. Looking at Azriel struggling on Roland's knees, she showed the same bad smile as Roland.

"If I don't step back, the attack will affect me as well. Is that what you said?"

Jibril looked at the shamed Azriel with a sarcastic smile and asked with a smile.

"How do you feel after boasting with a smug look on your face and then being slapped in the face?"

"Don't look at... Little Jip, don't look at what your sister looks like now!"

Azriel's voice was already filled with tears. As expected of her beloved sister, she caused as much damage as Roland with just such a light word.

"Why meow, if I lose even one of the advantages of being strong, what should I do in the future meow?"

Under Jibril's contemptuous gaze, Azriel felt her face burning and her heart was filled with shame, but the numbness from her buttocks, like an electric shock, kept her feeling of loss away from her.

Under the combination of the two opposite feelings, Azriel's eyes rolled back, she shuddered, and her body gave up the weak struggle and began to tremble constantly.

"Woo!"

Seeing Azriel, who was in a very similar state to herself, being treated like this, Jibril was not afraid, but her expression became even more strange.

If she had been captured with Azriel when she first met Roland, she might have felt sad, but after experiencing Roland's battles with the Dragon and the God, she had long forgotten such emotions.

Although she had never been treated like this by Roland, Jibril not only did not feel disgusted with this somewhat absurd behavior, but even had a vague expectation in her heart.

"Don't worry, senior... To be honest, you are much more useful than I thought."

She squatted beside Roland obediently, stroking Azriel's hair curiously, feeling the other's physiological changes, and the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Although this may not be your intention, I did find something more interesting."

"Meow?"

Hearing this, Azriel stopped crying, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face, feeling as if she had ascended from hell to heaven.

"Little Jip actually praised me, meow, it's worth celebrating--ah!"

But before she finished her words, the pain that followed made her joy turn into tears, and Jibril smiled and beat Azriel back to hell.

"It's just--this can't change the fact that you are a fool. After all, it's all your own fault to fall into this situation."

Ignoring Azriel whose face suddenly darkened, Jibril turned her eyes to Roland and smiled sweetly and gently.

"Lord Roland, I'm curious!"

Hearing Jibril's charming voice and the foolish look in her eyes, Roland's mouth twitched subconsciously.

"Isn't it a bit strange to be curious about this kind of thing..."

He sighed, waved his hand, let Azriel's body fly to the side, and caught Jibril.

At present, he and Jibril have not merged their hearts like Zhenming and the others, but perhaps because of the similarity of ideas, there is a high sense of tacit understanding between the two.

Azriel, who was confused, might not have understood Jibril's meaning, but Roland knew very well that she wanted to experience the feeling of being spanked.

Seeing the senior whom she recognized showing such a wonderful gesture, Jibril's desire for knowledge could no longer be suppressed.

And Roland did not intend to refuse. He skillfully sealed Jibril's power and raised his arm high.

"Ah!"

Having never experienced this before, the feeling of pain made Jibril's face flushed immediately. She bit her lips subconsciously, and a strand of hair fluttered at the corner of her mouth.

But unlike Azriel, who had tears in her eyes, Jibril showed an excited and sweet smile. She panted softly and felt the changes in her body with great interest.

"So that's how it is. Although the force is not light, the technique is very good and impartial. In addition, the hips themselves are well protected. It will not involve fatal parts, but it will touch the parts connected to rich nerve endings. When the pain comes, it will make the body have an illusion, forming a vague pleasure."

The light in the girl's eyes became brighter and brighter. She even looked at Roland with some expectation, cast an urging gaze at him, and did not forget to observe Azriel's expression with her peripheral vision.

"Besides, I was actually punished by the stupid senior. Besides the shame, I also felt a sense of liberation..."

"Although I kidnapped you in the first place, sometimes I really doubt whether I did a good thing?"

Roland looked at Jibril speechlessly, but Azriel, who was placed aside, was not as optimistic as him.

"Little...little Jip?"

Azriel did not have the expression of surviving a disaster, but looked at Jibril and Roland in disbelief.

"You, you actually did such a cruel thing to little Jip! It's too much. Do you know how much awareness is needed to betray Artosh-sama!"

The raging little girl struggled harder than before, looking at Jibril worriedly. Although she wanted to execute Jibril with a cold face before, now Azriel took the initiative to defend Jibril, without any awareness that her existence had become part of the play between Jibril and Roland.

"Damn bastard! Stop it now, or I will never let you go! You can't do this to little Jipu, come to me if you have anything to say!"

"Um..."

Hearing Azriel's voice, Jipuli trembled more violently when she remembered the care this senior had given her in the past.

Although you are a fool, you are so pure that even I feel a little guilty towards the senior.

I can make the senior feel relieved as long as I speak, but hearing the senior's unwilling voice in such a shameful state is a little... a little addictive.

"Really? In that case, I will do as you wish and carry it through to the end?"

Roland, who was a little annoyed, also took Azriel to his waist and smiled at the little girl who swallowed her saliva instinctively because of fear.

"This time, even if you cry and beg for mercy, I will not stop."

In Azriel's terrified eyes, he made a posture of shooting left and right, stretched out his hand again, and then swung it down fiercely.

After a few seconds, the faint cry of a little girl was heard again on the vast plain. However, before it could spread out, it was completely drowned out by the evil laughter.