Moe Girl Guardians

“…Do you…want to die!” Floating on the ground, Jibril’s eyes twitched, magic gathering in her hands and bursting with dazzling white light.

Phil smiled easily at Jibril. This was a provocation! It was definitely a provocation! Don't think that just because the rules protect me I can't hurt you!

The crunching sound of something being chewed was particularly noticeable in the quiet room.

Compared to Jibril, the other servant, Azriel, did not react excessively this time. She sat down on a chair near Wu Feng with great interest, took out various snacks, picked up a food that looked like a biscuit with both hands, and took small bites, entering "watching the show" mode.

She was quite curious to see how her master would react. Judging from his personality, he might actually go through with the foot-licking for the sake of the plan? She couldn't wait for what would happen next!

Before the magic even touched Phil, it had already turned into a wisp of wind. Jibril lowered her head dejectedly. This damned pact...

“I’m a little annoyed…” Phil glanced at the dejected Jibril, the spectator-like Azriel, and the petrified Wu Feng, and gave them a saintly smile.

"Let's have another option."

The requirement was for him to lick my feet and say, "Please forgive me, Lord Phil."

"Whether this task is performed by a certain Skywing species, or by her master in her place, is the final option." Phil opened his eyes, which had been narrowed, and looked at Jibril and Wu Feng with a smile through his azure eyes.

"It's also fine if a certain Skywing species does it to her master~"

As she spoke, Phil slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her slender, beautiful legs. Her brown boots had already been put down, and with her other hand, she was removing her blue stockings, revealing her fair skin underneath.

“Forest elves are very clean~” She swayed her rounded legs slightly, and her skirt was pulled open more, but since everyone present was a woman, Phil didn’t see the need to cover up.

Clamy, who was standing right next to Phil, wanted to say something, but when she saw Phil's large breasts, which were barely concealed by his clothes and trembling slightly with his movements, she felt a surge of envy, bit her fingernails in resentment, and turned her head away.

Even without Phil saying anything, Wu Feng could already smell the fresh scent of the forest. Looking at Phil's exposed fair legs, his neck twitched slightly—was he really going to lick them...?

Thinking about it carefully, it's not that hard to accept. But I didn't expect the forest elf's underwear to be green... Tsk tsk, it's actually quite suitable. It's just that someone who was looking up at the long legs subconsciously sighed.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp," a strange sound of swallowing saliva rang in Wu Feng's ears while he was still struggling with his head down. When he looked up, he saw Jibril wiping the drool that had flowed out of her mouth, her pretty face flushed as she stared at Wu Feng.

"Master, in order to achieve a successful cooperation and eliminate the discord between me and Lord Phil, please make a sacrifice." Jibril was almost touching Wu Feng, her eyes glancing downwards from time to time.

Just a moment ago, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and they were about to unleash their Heavenly Strike... but just a few seconds later, they started calling for their elders!

Before Wu Feng could agree, Jibril preemptively struck, turning and disappearing under the table, her eyes fixed on Wu Feng's legs beneath his black attire.

With a crunch, Azriel, sitting on another chair, took a bite of the remaining half of a cookie and forced a smile. She could refuse if it were Phil, but she didn't have that right if it were her master.

"It's okay, I'll figure something out. You don't need to force yourself like this." Just as Jibril was about to touch Wu Feng, a hand grabbed her, and Kong, with a forced smile, stood before her. (To be continued...)

P.S.: I've been doing a review these past few days and trying to write updates as early as possible. I only finished today's first chapter at 1:30 AM yesterday, lol. I'm not feeling too well. Should I write about foot fetishism... and who should I fetish for? →→

The following content from Chapter 305 has been [beeped].

“No problem, licking Master’s jade feet is not a problem at all, please move aside!” Floating below the table, Jibril said to the air with a stiff smile.

Jibril's combat prowess was already off the charts, but with her hand held by Kong, she couldn't use her strength to throw her away due to the alliance. More importantly, Kong was blocking her way, making it impossible for her to avoid her.

“Your smile is so forced, so unwilling, I’d be happy to do it for you,” Kong said, trying his best to stop Jibril, his own smile stiff. As he spoke, a sudden idea struck him, and he looked at Phil.

"Phil, is it alright if someone else takes your place? It's not appropriate to force someone else," Kong asked hopefully.

"Sigh~ No, it's pointless if it's not the person who comes," Phil said with a smile, refusing Kong's offer. The situation was just as she'd hoped—this was what punishment should be like, wasn't it?

"I've cancelled the five doujinshi you promised me last time." Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Kong and that her master seemed to be making some move, Jibril became anxious and held up five fingers.

"I only agreed to draw for you if you gave me the maid outfit that Youfeng took off, and I didn't get anything in return. How dare you ask for it!" Kong was furious just thinking about it. Last time, they agreed to exchange outfits for fan art, but Wu Feng took the outfits back. She didn't get anything and still had the nerve to ask for it!

Hearing their conversation, Wu Feng couldn't help but twitch his face. So much embarrassing history... Last time, he made Jibril wear a maid outfit as punishment, and it was used as a bargaining chip! Who knows what would happen if he didn't get it back soon?

I really should stay away from them!

Floating up from his seat, Wu Feng arrived in front of Phil, who was preparing to put on blue stockings. Seeing the "spectacle" on Wu Feng's side, Phil's choice was practically sealed. After they'd had their fun, Phil was also getting dressed again.

Seeing Wu Feng drifting towards them, Phil was also taken aback. No... he really wanted him to lick her... He only made that request to get back at Jibril, as a way to save face. He didn't actually mean for Youfeng to lick her.

Having a stranger lick your feet... there's bound to be some embarrassment involved.

The requirement is to lick Phil's feet and say, "Please forgive me, Lord Phil."

"This task can be performed by a certain Skywing species, or by her master, or by a Skywing species to her master. The requirements are roughly like this," Wu Feng said, approaching Phil. Recalling the requirements he had just made, Wu Feng asked in detail.

After going through a difficult period of thought, and having his dark past brought up by Sora and Jibril, Wu Feng's expression at this moment was somewhat like that of a hero going forth to his death.

"Ugh... um..." Phil felt inexplicably uneasy, but he still smiled and answered normally.

Wu Feng had just returned, and Phil didn't know his personality well. The master of the Skywing race, a mysterious figure, had left Phil with a rather imposing impression. His personal visit made Phil feel uneasy.

……

Wu Feng let out a long breath, seemingly having made a decision. Kong and Jibril also stopped arguing and turned their attention to the scene over there. If it was his own choice, there was nothing they could do...

"...Can we change the request?! Either option is so embarrassing..." After confirming, Wu Feng immediately slumped down, his illusion of authority vanished instantly, and he said almost pleadingly.

Licking someone's feet is something Wu Feng can't do; it's too humiliating in public! But being licked by someone else seems even harder to accept...

"..." Wu Feng's reaction made Phil breathe a sigh of relief. She thought that the other party was really going to lick his boots or was preparing to take revenge or something. If the other party did not agree, then it would be easier to talk.

“But the request has already been made…” Phil said reluctantly, seemingly disagreeing, but he had already made up his mind that he would agree as long as Wu Feng continued.

"In that case..."

"Azriel, it's you I choose. Go lick Phil and apologize." After letting out a long breath, Wu Feng turned to Azriel and said quickly.

"Meow! Why did you make me do this? I'm the most innocent one here!"

"Since you won't send Jibril, then you'll have to take her place. By order of your master, you are not allowed to refuse. Begin now."

Before Phil could react, Wu Feng vanished from her sight and then pushed a surprised Azriel towards him.

"Ah~" Feeling the strange sensation in her toes, Phil let out a soft moan.

"Please... forgive me... Lord Phil," came the difficult words from Azriel's lips.

……

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After a while, Phil, her face flushed with excitement, sat comfortably in the chair, her stockings and boots still on.

Azriel, against a dark backdrop, bent forward in disappointment, her pretty face showing resentment and disbelief.

"Well, is that alright now?" Wu Feng, the culprit behind everything, wiped away imaginary cold sweat next to Phil and said with a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, it only mentioned a certain Skywing species, and it didn't say it had to be Jibril. Azriel should be fine too, right..."

"Hmm...Is that so? Then let's forgive her." Phil smiled, wearing blue stockings.

……

"Alright, now that everything is resolved, let's celebrate," Sora suggested to everyone after the foot-licking incident.

"Has the game event involving the orc race been confirmed?" Ignoring the celebratory words, Wu Feng asked Kong.

"It has already been sent, and it will arrive in five days."

"Understood, I'll go back and rest now." After understanding, Wu Feng stretched his body and floated towards his room.

"Aren't you coming to celebrate with me?!"

"I'm not going, you guys can go. It's bound to be a rip-off celebration anyway," Wu Feng firmly refused.

"No! As partners, we must be completely honest with each other. We know too little about you."

How to be honest with each other?

"Take a bath," Kong said quickly, staring at Wu Feng.

"...I'm going back..."

"Isn't Master coming?" Jibril asked with interest after hearing about the bath, as this was the fastest way to find out.

"Of course, what would I, a man, do with a bunch of women like you..." Wu Feng said helplessly.

“…! You’re a man!” Phil exclaimed in surprise as several answers flashed through his mind, finally settling on the male.

Having never experienced the memory swap, Krami wanted to tell Phil, but the sight of her swaying breasts made her hold back. To this day, Phil still believes she is a lesbian who likes women, and her claim of being a virgin has been ignored by her.

"..."

Unwilling to speak, Wu Feng opened the door and silently left the room. (To be continued...)

P.S.: I'm in such a bad state... I fell asleep as soon as I got home... I'm wondering if I should rest for a couple of days to get back into the swing of things, I just can't seem to write anything that's on my mind. lol

Chapter 306 The Game About to Begin

Inside the room, Wu Feng lay on the bed, brought up his world achievement system, and looked a little lonely. He hadn't seen Sha for a long time and really missed her.

Although he has no shortage of companions, Sha, who has been with him for four hundred years, has a special meaning to him. Even if she doesn't speak, as long as she is still in his body, Wu Feng will feel at ease.

"It's only recovered to 10.1%. When will it be fully recovered?" Wu Feng sighed helplessly as he looked at the red energy index of 10.1% on the panel.

Since he woke up, the system's energy index has reached 10%, but after so long, it has only recovered to 10.1%. In terms of natural recovery speed, it is actually quite fast, considering that he has only been in this world for more than ten days.

The Disbod world is a high-level world with relatively concentrated energy, which is why the recovery speed is so fast. On average, it is estimated that the energy can be fully restored naturally in three years. In a low-level world, it would take at least several hundred years to recover naturally.

"I hope nothing unexpected happens during this time," Wu Feng murmured, turning his head to look at the night sky outside. Under the constraints of the rules, nothing unexpected should happen, but Wu Feng still felt a little uneasy.

"Speaking of which... how much energy is needed for Sha to awaken... don't tell me it has to be full energy..." Lying in bed, Wu Feng thought to himself, conflicted.

……

"Are you ready?" In the early morning, Wu Feng, dressed in his standard attire, walked out of his room. Jibril, Blank, and Steve had been waiting for a long time, ready to set off.

"I'm fine anytime, but you guys... you haven't slept much these past few days, have you? There's a limit to how much physical strength an ordinary human can have," Wu Feng said with a smile as he walked up to Blank.

Five days passed quickly. During these days, Kong kept saying that he was confident of victory, but when he had nothing to do, he stayed with Bai in the late king's secret room to collect relevant information.

Krami and Phil had already left the palace ahead of time with Azriel's help. They weren't participants in the game, nor were they required to; their task was simply to witness the competition and their mission in the Forest Elf Kingdom.

"I've fully recovered," Kong said, holding Bai in her arms, looking energetic. "Let's get ready to go. Kong won't fail."

"Azriel, I'm leaving Abandon to you," Wu Feng said to Azriel before leaving the palace with the others. Her appearance was too likely to cause a sensation, so she was the only one who could handle the other mission of controlling the fantasy species Abandon.

"Meow~ Master is bullying us! We've only been together for a few days and you're already separating us!" Azriel waved her hand tearfully, then a magic circle lit up and she disappeared from the Elzia Palace.

"Shameless person"

"The Foolish King"

"A spy for the Eastern Union"