SWNOVELXO Chapter 4
Chapter 4 : Bad Child
“Damn… What kind of jinx is Old Dad? These birdmen showed up right after he mentioned them?”
Iphilia’s mouth twitched slightly.
It wasn’t that she was afraid of these angels; after all, in terms of strength alone, as Satan’s own daughter, even if she couldn’t fight a six-winged Archangel, dealing with a two-winged angel like this was more than enough.
The main thing was, ever since she returned to the human world, she had executed justice no less than a hundred times, and not once had she been caught head-on by the angels! Now this was just great, not long after hanging up on her old dad’s call, she was directly caught by this angel above.
But… was it an illusion? I somehow feel like this angel… looks a bit familiar?
And at the same time, not only was Iphilia observing the angel above, that white-haired Miss Angel was also observing Iphilia below.
Upon seeing the pair of small black demon wings on Iphilia’s head, Miss Angel’s eyes clearly glazed over for a moment and when she then noticed the colorful demon wings on Iphilia’s waist, the doubt in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she blurted out: “Succubus?”
In an instant, Iphilia’s pretty little face, which still held a faint smile, instantly darkened.
Your mama, how dare you speak like that!?
“Don’t you succubi usually leave after you’ve had your fill? This time, how come…”
“You’re the succubus! Your whole family is succubi!”
Before Miss Angel could finish, Iphilia, her face full of black lines, interrupted her, her tone filled with resentment.
“I’m a demon! A demon, understand? If you call me a succubus one more time, believe it or not, I’ll blast you with one shot!?”
The more Iphilia spoke, the more agitated she became.
An ornate shotgun with a purple base color instantly fell into her hand, its dark muzzle unhesitatingly aimed at Miss Angel above.
“Demon?”
Miss Angel raised an eyebrow.
In her impression, demons were mostly tall and ugly figures.
They had horns on their heads, robust physiques, and their demon wings blotted out the sun, making them the number one enemy of the angel lineage and then looking at this cute girl in front of her who called herself a demon and was already somewhat exasperated… It didn’t look like it, it really didn’t!
Let’s not talk about other things, just the position of the wings was vastly different from other demons,most of the demon wings Miss Angel had seen grew on their backs.
Coupled with their tall figures, this extremely unbiological characteristic was the best proof of them being creatures of Hell! And Iphilia?
Not only were her wings a whole size smaller than a normal demon’s, but even their location was her waist—and only angels and succubi had wings growing on their waists.
This was also the main reason why Miss Angel mistook Iphilia for a succubus.
And actually, Miss Angel really couldn’t be blamed for this.
This could be seen from Iphilia’s reaction, which was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on—this wasn’t the first time she had been mistaken for a succubus…
“Hmm… Although her personality might be a bit strange… she’s quite cute though—perfect for catching and taking back as a bed-warming furball!”
Miss Angel clapped her hands and said with a mischievous smile, words that were ninety percent inconsistent with her pure and beautiful appearance.
“???”
Something’s wrong, you’re very wrong!
What kind of angel would say something like that?
Shouldn’t these be lines for a succubus or a bloodkin!?
And looking at this person’s eyes… She can’t be serious, can she!?
Iphilia’s face turned slightly gloomy as she looked at the truly somewhat black-bellied Miss Angel above.
Against this kind of bad angel who not only called her a succubus but also declared she would kidnap her back to be a furball, she absolutely would give this person an unforgettable punishment!
In the next moment, circles of complex, light purple magic arrays began to appear on the surface of the shotgun in Iphilia’s hand. The magic power floating in the surrounding air began to noticeably converge towards the muzzle.
“Oh? Still want to resist?”
And our dear Miss Angel was completely unaware that she was about to face imminent disaster.
She gently waved her hand, and several white magic arrays instantly appeared on both sides of her body, each with a slender, pale gold light sword protruding from its center.
“Heh!”
Iphilia unhesitatingly raised her hand and fired.
A purple bullet with a spiral trail instantly shot out! And looking at this bullet speeding towards her, Miss Angel was not flustered at all.
With a slight turn of her body, she dodged the bullet from an extremely tricky angle.
“Aiya ya! So fierce.
Just like a little kitten with its fur standing on end.
But that’s fine too, a cat that resists has value for training!”
Miss Angel stuck out her tender little tongue and licked her lips.
Golden brilliance flowed around the magic arrays surrounding her, and the pale gold light swords were all poised to strike! However…
Just as Miss Angel was about to launch her attack, she was suddenly pulled down by a strange force coming from her ankle.
The magic arrays floating around her also instantly dissipated into countless white particles due to the interruption of their launch.
“What is this… tentacle?”
Miss Angel gritted her teeth and looked back, only to see a tentacle completely covered in pitch-black scales had already climbed onto her ankle at some unknown time, and the other end of the tentacle… was a light purple magic array floating in mid-air.
“Actually compressing simple summoning magic and storing it in a bullet to fire? Playing so dirty?”
How incredibly quick-witted was our Miss Angel?
She saw at a glance that it was the bullet Iphilia had just fired that was causing trouble.
She clenched her jaw, golden light condensed in her hand, and a golden longsword formed from light elements instantly materialized.
And seeing her action, Iphilia, who was looking on indifferently from below, suddenly showed a gloating expression.
As the princess of Hell, how could her, Iphilia’s, summoned creature be so simple?
If one were to confuse the “tentacle” she summoned with the kind of tentacles summoned by other ordinary demons, one would suffer a great loss.
Sure enough, as Miss Angel shouted loudly and thrust her sword down!
A crisp “kacha” sound rang out. The tentacle wrapped around Miss Angel’s ankle was unharmed, while Miss Angel stared at the light sword in her hand, now broken in two, and fell into deep thought.
“Alright～ Now tell me, who’s the furball?”
A mischievous, impish expression appeared on Iphilia’s pure and cute little face.
She lightly snapped her fingers, and the summoning array originally floating in mid-air instantly split, differentiating into two other identical magic arrays at different positions and from these two magic arrays, tentacles covered in pitch-black scales also drilled out.
“You despicable demon! If you have the guts, let me go! Let’s have a fair and just frontal battle!”
At this moment, Miss Angel was already tied up tightly by the tentacles, but her cherry-pink, tender little mouth was already clamoring defiantly and when dealing with an angel like her, whose only hard part was her mouth, Iphilia was the most experienced!
Iphilia casually sat on a tentacle, and with a wicked smile, pressed Miss Angel onto her lap.
Completely ignoring Miss Angel’s violent struggles, she slowly reached out her hand and lifted Miss Angel’s skirt slightly upwards.
“Bad children, they have to accept punishment, you know”
“Since you wanted to turn someone else into a furball, you should have been prepared for your own plans to backfire and turn yourself into a furball!”