Chapter 64

Samuel's sharp and handsome face was still very intimidating when he frowned. Al put down the food in his hand and looked at the secondary personality with a sincere look as it started to flatter him.

"Of course I don't want to see you, it's just that Winster said you have no interest in any class, so you usually sleep..." Why does he appear so frequently since he arrived, and this is the first night he goes out!

"Are you in a new place? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

There was a pause in the middle of the reply. Samuel keenly guessed what the kid had not yet said. He pulled the corners of his lips and sneered silently, "I am picky. I will come out from time to time to see if I still want you as a believer."

Ai was speechless for a moment, he felt that this guy was just there to be fooled.

The young man slightly bent his eyebrows and said, "I can only ask for Samuel, the only god I believe in."

Samuel approached him slowly, and his tall body brought a sense of oppression. Elphis' heart skipped a beat, and he stood up from the chair and moved aside to make room for the big boss.

Seeing that Samuel was really sitting here, I couldn't help but complain, isn't there a chair opposite the small round table?

Even so, Elphis did not sit down nearby. He intuitively felt that the secondary personality's mood was much worse than the previous times they met, so he deliberately appeared to be more respectful to prevent this guy from correcting him again later.

Samuel leaned on the armrest, his eyes drooping as he didn't look at him. "You always expect other gods to protect you. How can you be called a believer if you are so unfaithful?"

For some reason, Al remembered the long-distance relationship his friend had mentioned to him before he traveled through time. His girlfriend was insecure and always needed him to reassure her that he wasn't flirting with other girls...

After making an outrageous association, the young man remained calm, poured Samuel a glass of water, and continued to stroke his fur, "What expectations are there? I just said that to persuade Winster not to worry about me. The journey is long and we have to travel during the day. I want him to have a good rest at night."

Samuel didn't respond, nor did he look at him. He didn't know what he was thinking about. Elphis walked to the bed and continued to change the bedding. He said by the way: "You probably don't want to sleep with me. When I'm done, I'll leave this room for you and I'll book another one."

"..." Samuel frowned and tapped the table with his fingertips. Wouldn't it be boring if people ran away?

"No, just don't get too close to me."

Al's hands froze as he was tidying up the bed sheets: My God, there's no need to make things so difficult for yourself and for me!

Knowing that Samuel didn't like being rejected, Al smiled and calmly agreed, and took out another quilt.

Strange, this guy seems to be a lot quieter today.

He didn't know that the other party was thinking about something related to him -

Because of the surprise that Elphis had just shown, Samuel finally realized that He appeared in front of the kid too frequently, so he had the same doubt as him: Why did He appear again?

The saying that he came out to see if the believers were still acceptable was just a lie. In fact, he thought it was quite interesting that the kid tried so hard to fool him.

But... the sub-gods and subordinates used to speak better, but the insincere Him thought it was hypocritical, and the pious Him thought it was annoying. Why does He want to listen to this human coaxing Him?

After pondering for a moment, Samuel came to the conclusion: the boy's thinking and behavior were extremely abnormal at a young age, not like a child, and he must have a big secret.

“He” should really show up more often and get to know Al better. Maybe if he saves his life a few times, gains his trust, and then inquires a little more, he will get the answer…

He had no doubt that if he asked directly at this moment, he would only get a "I don't know what you are talking about" performance.

With the strength he can exert now, it is not impossible to use magic to get the truth out of him, but Winster threatened him a while ago that if he dared to harm the kid, he would wear a magic-proof bracelet. Samuel didn't understand how he could become so demented after losing his memory! Didn't he already unlock some of his memories?

If Winster had not been consistent with Him in his preferences except in the matter of the little believers, Samuel would really have suspected that this body had the split personality mental illness that Al had explained.

No matter how stupid his behavior was, it was still his own fault. Could Samuel teach him a lesson?

He hoped that Winster could quickly cultivate to the level of Body Tempering Swordsman. As long as the defense of muscles and bones was qualitatively improved, more memories could be unlocked faster. The Great Swordsman's physique was still not strong enough. If Winster stuffed a little more memory at a time, he would get a headache and his memories would be confused.

When his "self" consciousness awakens a little, Winster will not do stupid things.

But... with Samuel's temper, how could he remain indifferent to the threat - I can't take action, okay, you want to be closer to this human race, but I will stay out for a while and not let you do as you wish.

After Samuel finished analyzing the reasons why He appeared every time the little brat came, he raised his eyelids and lazily looked at the silver-haired young man who was carefully sorting out the wrinkles on the corners of the bed sheets.

From His perspective, all He saw was the smooth and soft human profile. The long eyelashes that trembled from time to time made the God's gaze linger for a moment.

The kid looked clean and pleasing to the eye, so Samuel could tolerate him being close to him. Besides, they had slept in the same bed in Lisay Town, and Winster would cuddle with him normally. Samuel's psychological bottom line towards the little believer had gradually been lowered a lot.

Watching the young man's slow movements, Samuel opened his thin lips and commented lazily, "You're taking so long."

Al, who was deliberately stalling for time: "..."

The young man smiled and said, "I just feel that such a messy place is not worthy of you, so I want to tidy it up a bit... By the way, I'll ask someone to bring in some hot water. We have to travel tomorrow, so go take a shower and go to bed early."

In the hotel chain he opened, each room had a private bathroom. He also hired a gold mage to build pipes with non-corrosive metals to drain the sewage. This would make it more convenient without having to ask servants to carry the water out of the bathtub...

It has been a while since I thought about improving the hotel. While taking a bath and washing up, Elphis came up with the next improvement project and decided to send someone to discuss cooperation with the dwarves.

Compared to the modern world, the food, clothing, housing and transportation in this world are very inconvenient for him. The foundation of food and housing had been laid before he came into contact with magic. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to get involved in clothing and transportation back then. Now he doesn't have much energy to engage in research and design. He can only find time to run the hotel well so that he can live comfortably in the second half of his life.

Al was thinking about something, and he looked absent-minded when he came out of the bathroom. Samuel, who had finished showering first, leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the kid carefully. He couldn't help but wonder what could be so important that he could ignore his existence... It turned out that his respect for Him was all fake.

He didn't like being ignored. To be more precise, he didn't like being ignored by the little believers. But Samuel didn't ask about it. He felt that taking the initiative would mean losing the battle...

Al had just used rich light elements to drive away the water elements on his long hair, so his whole body was dry and he could lie down directly.

Just being in the steaming water vapor, the smoked lips became more rosy, and the skin looked a little damp, more transparent and softer than usual. There was a little water in the eyes, making the calm blue eyes more sparkling.

Samuel watched him walk to the bedside. The young man was brought back to his senses by His stare and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

A large hand with distinct joints touched his soft long hair. A snake-like black mist moved in his hair, swallowing up the excess matter. Then, the black hair that Al had dyed to avoid being seen turned back to its original color.

“???” What does this mean?

Samuel looked at the little believer who had become cleaner and clearer, and nodded with satisfaction. However, this holy face was stained with moisture, which attracted too much attention. To taint purity was the most exciting thing for the demons in the abyss...

Samuel kindly reminded this weak human, "Don't cry in the future," so as not to attract covetousness.

"..." Wasn't the overbearing CEO's statement a bit abrupt? And he had never cried in his life!

Before Al could respond, he saw the other party narrow his eyes, as if he remembered something: "Stay away from the water god, no, stay away from all the lechers, and don't dirty yourself."

"Okay..." Al lay down on the bed with mixed feelings. He didn't ask the other party why he suddenly mentioned this.

When this kid was wandering around as a child, he always kept himself clean. Obviously, he was a bit of a germaphobe. Samuel regarded him as his property and naturally didn't want to see him being touched by others.

"Isn't the Water God in the Divine Realm? Can you tell me where he lives and what he looks like?"

"You should be a fish in the sea." A deep and gorgeous voice sounded at an arm's length. Samuel sneered, "I don't know what you will become, but the one who laughs the most disgustingly must be Morag."

The handsome young man lying down pulled the quilt to his chest, turned his head to look at Samuel who was sitting with his legs bent, his eyes full of curiosity, and his expression pretended to be well-behaved, "According to the records, the water god is a god who likes to wander around the world. Is this true?"

Samuel lowered his eyes and looked at him. "Why, do you want to meet Him? It's not enough to have the seal of the God of Light, but you also want to cheat the protection of the God of Water?"

"..." Or you'd better not bother with me, it's too choking when you open your mouth!

"With Samuel here, why would I need anyone's protection? I'm just curious."

When he said this, Samuel remembered the unresolved question from their last meeting, "Why aren't you curious about me?"

Al was choked again. He could not escape the fate of the first day. Was this layer of window paper finally going to be broken?

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the silver-haired young man finally spoke, "If I ask, will you tell me?"

"Maybe." A hint of interest flashed in his black eyes. Samuel was looking forward to what the kid was most curious about. Was it the victory or loss in the war of gods, or the dirty water thrown by the Church on Him?

What Al was most curious about was of course the relationship between Samuel and Winster, but he knew it was a big secret and the other party would definitely not tell it, or would not tell the whole story.

He pursed his lips and asked an irrelevant question: "How old are you?" Let him see how long he has lived and still be so grumpy and need someone to coax him!

The interest in Samuel's eyes froze—He couldn't answer.

Before the War of Gods, when people were bored, they would fall asleep and lose track of how many years had passed. No god cared about age.

Samuel didn't feel embarrassed at all, "I don't know, change the question."

"Oh..." Al quickly thought of another simple question, "You must have very high standards. The treasures you collect are not found in this world, right? Can you show me one or two to broaden my horizons?"

Samuel felt a lump in his heart as he had left the palace and its treasures in the abyss, not knowing whether they were still there after so many years.

The man looked at the cute little believer with sparkling eyes and said sullenly, "You only know how to ask irrelevant questions. You are useless."

After saying this, He flicked His fingertips and extinguished the oil lamp. "Go to sleep."

Al: “…”

Didn't you ask me to ask? You don't even want to answer these two simple questions, what a stingy god! !

His original intention was to ask a few gossip questions about how many concubines the other person had since he had lived for so long!

By the way, Winster has never had any friends, but does Samuel have any?

Also, the God of Light has so many supporters. Has Samuel secretly established a force to compete with him?

And more...