Chapter 64: It’s so sad. Why is there only one day off this week? ...

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This matter did not seem to be the focus of Samuel. After he finished speaking, he turned his attention to me and looked me over carefully: "I heard that you met the followers of the God of Death and the followers of the God of Darkness. The other party is a young man with black hair and red eyes, and his face looks like the Lord of Darkness."

I was startled and realized that the highlight was about to begin.

"I'm sorry, my Lord. I couldn't defeat him. The mermaids he led were very strong."

"Don't apologize for this, you did a great job. The person you met should be the World-Destroying Singer, the blasphemer who once caused an entire city to sink into the water and be completely destroyed with his singing. With your strength, you can't defeat him now."

I wonder what the CD player's reaction would be when he heard this. A mere divine being defeated him without divine presence? He would surely be laughed at by the souls of the entire Styx.

Samuel said gently, "Next time you see him, just summon me. Don't hesitate."

I hesitated for a moment, and He said, "I told you, don't hesitate."

I then nodded and agreed, looking at Him with a strange look.

Could the cheap believer be Samuel's illegitimate son? Why is he so kind to him?

Samuel ignored my gaze and continued, "As for the other black-haired boy... you don't have to worry about him. Just avoid him if you see him again."

Is this what Samuel said himself?

Am I dreaming?

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The deep hatred between Samuel and Kajol can be called a super-sized TV series in "God's Favor 2.0". I am not exaggerating. If Samuel gets into trouble one day, Kajol will laugh until she faints. If Kajol encounters a problem one day, Samuel will write a letter every hour to ask if she needs help. It is called care but actually ridicule.

The definition of enemies is very loose, but life and death make up for it. They are the classic "either-or-nothing" type. If you put two people in a room where they can't get out without shaking hands and making peace, they can stay there until the end of the world.

Now Samuel actually told me to just avoid Kajol if I saw him? Could he have a fever?

Samuel obviously understood the meaning in my eyes. He was silent for a while and said, "Don't worry about it. This matter has nothing to do with Kazhuo."

I sipped my lips and tasted a strange flavor. Samuel looked like he was waiting for me to ask a question, but I smiled politely and then shut up. I didn't miss the flash of disappointment in His eyes.

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In fact, the relationship between Samuel and I was not so stiff before.

On the contrary, we have a good relationship.

Young Samuel was afraid of the dark, so I made candlesticks out of gold and hung them all over his bed. When he came, he was ignorant, so I taught him little by little. No one wanted to be friends with him, so I patiently guided them until the lonely child told me one day that they had made an appointment to go out and play together.

No matter what the reason, no matter what the cause, there are ten million people in the world who can hate me, ten million people who can want to kill me, but he can't. When he stabbed that sword into my heart, the relationship between us was severed.

From then on, He was the Lord of Light and I was the God of Death. We were irreconcilable and on opposite sides. From the beginning to the end, I had a clear conscience towards Him.

Even though I could see the expectation in Samuel's eyes, I still pretended to be blind.

He had no choice but to think that I was leaving. I turned around quickly, not forgetting to take a handful of candy from the table. The blond, blue-eyed man looked at me helplessly as I smuggled in some contraband, and said nothing.

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As soon as I came out of the Pope's Hall, I saw Long leaning against a tree waiting for me. The sunlight shone on his white-gold hair, and every strand of hair looked transparent. The swaying shadow softened his profile. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was struggling with some difficult decision.

He didn't raise his eyes until he heard my footsteps: "Is it over?"

"Yes, our Mr. Neil said he would accompany me, but he ran away first."

I raised my eyebrows. Long's face suddenly turned red: "I didn't react just now. When I came back to find you, I found that you had already gone in, and the gatekeeper didn't let me in. I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

"Um--"

I deliberately dragged out the sound, and sure enough, I saw Long's nervous expression. Then he smiled and said, "As a punishment, from now on, as long as I say [Neil owes me 100 gold coins], you have to agree to everything I ask for unconditionally, how about it?"

Long's eyes widened: "Hey! When did I owe you gold coins!?"

"From the moment you dumped me and asked me to come to see the Pope alone. I helped you solve the matter of the Radiant Dragon so perfectly, shouldn't you give me some appreciation?"

Long was speechless, opened his mouth, and finally compromised: "Okay, there is only one chance."

"no problem."

I gave him a pleasant smile in return: "Let's go, let's go to the party. Do you have any good ideas?"

"……No."

"What should we do then?"

"I can only use your method."

"I've already told you. I've dealt with dragons before, so you can trust me on this."

"It's not a matter of belief or not...it really makes Long embarrassed."

Long was still mumbling and complaining, and he took the initiative to grab my hand.

Me: “Yo————~”

He immediately exploded: "Didn't you say that we were going to pretend to be lovers? How could we go our separate ways? I was just cooperating, cooperating!!"

"Cooperate well."

After my comfort, Long finally snorted and gave up bombarding my eardrums.

He took me to a secluded floor of the church. Usually there were no other people here, only dragons would appear here. Therefore, the decoration was completely different from other places, full of gorgeousness made of gold and gems.

Long asked me seriously: "Are you ready?"

"Always be prepared! Okay, stop playing and get in."

Long opened the door for me, and the golden light shone down, making the whole room magnificent.

The glorious dragons had already gathered here in advance, their golden hair and eyes sparkling under the lights, as if they had walked into a world made of gold. The woman in the center spoke in a soothing voice.

"Welcome, Dragon's Mate, Son of Glory. Please take a seat."

The dragons were perfect in their anthropomorphic form. Their blond hair and golden eyes looked like molten gold. They were friendly and not as scary as Neil said. They were very kind to me. I couldn't help but wonder if a dragon was behind this.

Seeing my confusion, a glorious dragon smiled and explained, "Neil has already told us about him. Thank you for your help. If you hadn't saved him, the glorious dragons would have lost another member. We are the dragon clan that cares most about our companions. Since you helped him, you are our friend. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me."

What kind of plot did Neil come up with? The reaction was completely different from what I imagined. I briefly felt sorry for not being able to use my eloquence as a daughter-in-law fighting against an evil mother-in-law, and then I smiled brightly.

I glanced at him, and he had a shy smile on his face. He only blinked slightly when he looked at me, revealing a little cunning.

I looked away, calmly saying, “This is what I should do.”

The glorious dragons smiled at our eye contact and spoke to me in a more friendly manner. I know very well that you are lucky to have met me. I have dealt with at least 800 dragons, if not thousands, and I know exactly what these guys want to hear.

As the conversation progressed, the dragons looked at me with more loving eyes, and they were extremely satisfied. Neil sat on my right the whole time, peeling melon seeds while listening to our conversation, looking quite relaxed.

I looked at him distractedly, and he immediately came up with a small dish of peeled melon seeds. I put them into my mouth without hesitation, and Neil just looked at me with a bright smile in his eyes.

A female dragon holding a feather fan quickly covered her face and sighed: "You are still young after all..."

The male dragon next to her snorted, "Why, am I not as good to you as those two?"

The sighing dragon said bluntly: "I didn't even see you peeling melon seeds for me."

Veins on his forehead were throbbing: "That's right. When I was with you, the melon seed plate never passed through my hands. I didn't even blink, and you chewed it with the plate!"

"If you two want to flirt, go out and flirt instead of scaring the kids here."

The oldest dragon gave the order, and the two dragons reluctantly stopped. After a while, I looked over again and found that the male dragon was peeling melon seeds angrily. I almost couldn't help laughing. Neil followed my gaze and couldn't help laughing.

The other dragons looked at us. We were chatting about the latest gossip, and the hot steam of black tea was floating in the air. It seemed warm and comfortable.

At the end of the conversation, the oldest dragon touched my hair, and her eyes were like flowing gold.

"I'll leave Neil in your care. I believe he won't let you suffer any loss. We dragons always value gratitude and repay what we borrow."

She pronounced the last four words particularly clearly, and I responded gently, and her smile became more genuine.

Dragons are a race that cares deeply about favors, and at the same time, they hate deception. If the dragons find out, it would be easier to kill myself. There are too many things we have hidden, and if these dragons find out, I probably won't even be able to keep my body intact.

The latter still had a smile on his face, and was happily talking to another glorious dragon, making the other party laugh repeatedly, and looked at him with a very gentle gaze.

In this situation, he was still able to accurately catch my sight, and when I looked over, he turned his head to look back, as if asking me something. I shook my head and turned my head back. Long, who was chatting with me, smiled and said, "Neil really likes you."

I answered sweetly, “Yes.”

His head hangs on me, and my life is in his mouth. A thief and a liar work together perfectly, so of course he likes me.

I used sweet words to make them happy, and Neil filled in all the loopholes for me. Together, we managed to make these glorious dragons run around in circles.

With their pride, they naturally would not have thought that someone would use such a thing to deceive them. The meeting ended only when the sun set.

I stretched and heard him walk up behind me. I couldn't help but tease him.

"I didn't expect you to perform so well. You were so shy before the start. Are you deliberately lying to me?"

Neil protested: "I didn't lie to you."

“Okay, okay—”

Long walked forward, but noticed that I didn't move. He turned around and looked at me in confusion. I stood there and took something out of my pocket.

"Neil, this is for you."

"Um?"

Long subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the candies wrapped in tin foil piled up in his palm. He was stunned for a moment: "Where did this come from?"

"I took it from the Pope's room. This one is yours, and that one is Sean's. Please help me take them both to my room."

"Aren't you going back?"

"I want to confirm something. If anyone comes to see me during this period, I'll leave it to you."

The corner of Long's mouth twitched: "You don't want me to play you again?"

“This matter is very important to me.”

I looked into his eyes seriously. Long was silent for a while and sighed heavily.

"This is the last time. You can't always ask me to do your work for you, right?"

"Thanks."

I opened my arms and hugged him, but Long snorted and hugged me back awkwardly.

This time, I silently chanted the teleportation spell in front of him, and the scene in front of me melted into the azure light. The familiar panel appeared, and I pressed the game exit button without hesitation.