Chapter 83

Samuel paused after hearing this and looked away, "This body is too weak, so I went to the other side of the river to find a few demons to practice swordplay." He used the desire to advance as an excuse, but in fact he was just in a bad mood and went to beat people up to vent his anger.

"The group of demons you drove away?"

"Um."

"Ah... I've fooled them, but they're still guarding there." The young man rolled his eyes, "But this is quite convenient."

"what are you up to?"

The young man combed his silver hair which was a little messy from sleeping, and smiled gently and harmlessly, "Make a few friends." Build good relationships and gain trust, so that at least the demons will not target him and his few friends when they assassinate the temple personnel.

Hmm...it would be nice if he could find out the identities of the demons who killed the candidates in the past. He doesn't want to seek revenge, after all, he has no relationship with the victims. He just wants to be on guard so that he won't get into trouble someday.

Samuel knew him quite well, and when he saw such a smile on his face, he knew that this kid must have some purpose.

"I have a question." Thinking of the news he heard when he went out to beat someone up, Samuel asked with a half-smile, "When did I allow you to be God's messenger?"

This question came unexpectedly, and the young man's smile paused. He was about to brag to his colleagues that he was the boss's relative, but the boss was standing behind him and caught him in the act - it was a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, after what happened just now, Al felt that his relationship with Samuel was much closer, and they were more casual with each other than before.

The young man smiled, his chin slightly raised, appearing confident and intimate, "Can't I be one?"

Samuel was silent. How could this kid have no self-awareness at all?

Since ancient times, the messengers appointed by the gods have all been believers who are devout in faith, able to please the gods and have outstanding strength. This kid has none of those qualities. If he throws a stone to the other side of the Black River, he will easily hit someone who is more qualified than him.

With a low laugh, Samuel said nonchalantly: "Never mind, it's just a title, take it if you want it." He was not so particular. No matter how great the advantages of other believers were, they could not compare to the fact that He liked this kid.

Al's eyes became even more curved. For the first time, he was glad that the god he met was Samuel. If any other god existed, he would definitely not have such a good personality. Even if he occasionally lost his temper, he would still be quite cute.

(Other gods who were once criticized and beaten by Samuel: tui——)

"You have a good rest, I'll be out for a while."

The sky in the abyss hardly changes. I don’t know what time it is now, but since I’m awake, I might as well go out and do some work.

The young man walked to the closet and put together a set of clothes. He took off his pajamas neatly. When he was unbuttoning his pajamas, he suddenly turned around and met the straightforward and frank gaze of a certain god.

"...Can you please stop looking at me while I take off my clothes?"

It's not that he's shy. When he lived in a dormitory in his previous life, the boys in the same dormitory would change clothes directly in the small room. But no one would stare at others quietly, not to mention that Samuel's aura was too noticeable. Even if Al had his back to Him, he could feel that gaze.

A certain god who had nothing else to do but stare at the kid: "..."

Samuel tilted his head and asked sincerely, "Why can't I watch it?"

"We humans don't like that."

Samuel remained noncommittal. In his impression, humans were creatures that could be in heat all year round, so they could reproduce so quickly in such huge numbers and become the new masters of the world.

Winster witnessed too many vulgar things when he was a bounty hunter, so Samuel couldn't understand what was wrong with taking off clothes, and this kid was not a woman... although he looked better than many women.

Glancing at the human's slender, fair body again, Samuel suddenly realized, "Are you...having low self-esteem?"

Al blinked slowly: "?"

The Lord God comforted people in a rare way: "Although your body looks a little weak, it is still good-looking. There is no need to be ashamed to see others."

“…”

The young man raised his hands to cover his eyes - his heart was so tired, how could he make the gods understand the propriety, morality, integrity and shame of mankind!

It was unknown how long it would take to continue arguing with Samuel, so Al simply gave up and took his clothes out of the room to change.

The human left rudely, and Samuel knew that he was angry again. Tsk, it turned out that he was too good to the kid, and his temper was getting worse and worse.

Strangely, the god did not feel dissatisfied. Perhaps it was because the magic potion the young man had just given him was very effective, so he did not want to care about it. Or perhaps it was because the other person seemed particularly lively and cute when he was angry...

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El rode on the black dragon guarding outside the temple, flew over the head of Raymond who was still diligently cleaning up the Far West, and landed on the other side of the Black River.

The upper demons that were driven away from Samuel's territory were scattered, each not too far away, and they had ordered the lower demons to build a new palace near the river. The demons did not have high requirements for the environment, and they were proud to be close to the temple.

The huge body of the black dragon was extremely eye-catching. Demons came from all directions and gathered around the silver-haired young man.

"Your Highness, I am glad to see you again."

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

…

For a moment, all kinds of greetings lingered in my ears at the same time. If I were naive, I would have thought that the abyss race was very friendly.

But Al knew clearly that they had only communicated once, and even though they had a pleasant conversation, they were not yet friends. Both he and this group of demons had ulterior motives in their friendliness.

"Your Highness, I wonder how Raymond performed?"

Hearing the voice, Al turned his head and saw Raymond's father Hank. He answered gently: "I just saw him. Raymond is helping us do a very important thing. He needs to stay in the temple for a few more days." How can helping the Lord God clean the house not be important?

The middle-aged demon nodded with satisfaction, "It is his honor to be close to the temple."

In fact, the old father asked about his son just to make sure he was still alive.

According to records, the Dark God has a very bad temper. Raymond is not recognized like the other two gods, and the Far West is now quite dangerous for him.

Besides... even if we don't take the God of Darkness into consideration, the other god's messenger is also quite dangerous. When they first met him, he killed high-level demons as coldly as cutting vegetables, which made them very wary.

Hearing what the silver-haired young man said, Hank felt relieved.

Al looked around at the demons around him, and didn't see anyone looking miserable. Perhaps they had already recovered from their injuries. He didn't know who Samuel had fought with.

"Winster, the other envoy of God, I heard him talk to you just now. He is not good at speaking, I hope you don't have any misunderstandings."

Everyone's faces froze, and soon there was praise again -

Vampire: "His Highness Winster must be a person favored by God. We didn't expect that in addition to his excellent magical talent, he is also amazingly strong in swordsmanship!"

The undead nodded in approval: "He looks very much like the legendary Dark God. I think my God admires him very much, so he allowed him to open the temple."

The succubus approached the young man, patted her chest and said in a tender voice: "Oh~ that guy is really scary when he uses a sword."

Al dodged slightly to avoid the enthusiastic beauty, and his smiling eyes turned cold. Anita understood the warning, she pouted and stood up straight.

The demons actually didn't like the character of the other messenger of God. That guy looked arrogant and cold, always killing people without any warning, which made him hard to get close to.

But they were extremely strong-minded in their bones. On the day they first met, the black-eyed young man conquered them with his powerful strength. It was no exaggeration to say that when the young man mobilized his strength, they even felt that all the dark elements of the abyss recognized that man as their master.

Earlier, the messenger of God suddenly appeared, with a sullen face, and randomly picked a few demons for a duel. They thought he was here to establish his authority, but it turned out that the opponent did not use the dark magic that he was best at, but swordsmanship.

The demons present were all among the most powerful in the abyss. It was impossible for Winster to defeat the demons with his current physical strength and swordsmanship level, but the demons were deeply impressed by the ruthlessness and skills of this human.

Even though he is not a likable person, he is a genius who is proficient in both magic and martial arts!

With Winster's age, he is just a child in the eyes of the long-lived demons. He is so powerful at such a young age. Given time, he will definitely turn the camp of the God of Light upside down!

Because they saw hope in the messenger of God, the demons could ignore Winster's little temper, and even those who were seriously injured by him did not complain.

Al secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone seemed to appreciate Samuel.

Because Samuel was seriously injured, he was quite worried that these demons would start to doubt him, thinking, "How could our God allow such weak humans to become God's messengers? These two might be liars."

Whenever someone has doubts, there will be people looking for opportunities to stir up trouble, and Samuel will have to step in to suppress it. He doesn't want to see that guy using his divine power excessively and hurting his soul again.

"Your Highness, will you cook today? We are happy to help you!"

Hearing this, Al turned his head and saw a female undead looking at him expectantly.

The man had no extra parts on his body. He should have been a human when he was alive. He had long black hair and a few cute freckles on his harmless round face. He was not even as tall as his shoulders and looked like a foodie, which made him feel close to him. He nodded and said, "It's great that you are willing to help. By the way, is there anyone in the abyss who is good at cooking? I believe they can understand my cooking method more quickly, and you will have delicious food when I leave you for a while."

The eyes of the undead Ursula lit up, "What a coincidence~ We thought of the same thing."

Then she blew the bone flute as long as her finger, and soon, dozens of undead came in groups.

Some low-level undead can only show themselves in the form of skeletons, as their realm is not yet able to condense into a physical body. Some undead are at a higher realm and have a physical body, but they look like mummies...

Ursula smiled shyly, "The children may not look that good, but they were all good cooks when they were alive, and they can understand your instructions. Please feel free to command them, Your Highness."

Al praised, then led the demons to work, Ursula jumped around the young man with her eyes wide open in amazement.

Anita stood there with her arms folded and her eyes rolled to the sky. Why was the old witch pretending to be so innocent?

The demons were also looking forward to the food being cooked. In fact, at their level, they would not die if they did not eat, so they had no desire for food in the past.

But! The things made by His Highness the Envoy of God are very novel, which is of great attraction to the demons who don’t have much fun in life, not to mention that the food is extremely delicious!

This time, Al taught them how to make cakes, sandwiches, and pies... One of the demons was a meat lover and quickly went to hunt a demon beast nearby. Al then taught them how to barbecue and make braised food, and also brought out wines of various flavors.

After dinner, he took out the mahjong and poker cards that had been in his space ring for two years but which he rarely played. It must be mentioned that these things helped him to make a lot of money from the nobles.

Cooperate with Aunt Felicia, split the profits 50-50, and be protected by the royal family. No noble will dare to do anything tricky to grab assets.

The royal family filled the treasury and he was perfectly invisible, great!

Apart from fighting, the demons, whose lives were almost uneventful, quickly became addicted to various new ways of playing. Half a day later, the river bank looked like this:

The lower-level demons were working diligently to build a new castle for the bosses, and not far away were already several tables of card-playing friends. Once someone lost and started a fight, the next moment the seat would be taken by someone who was watching nearby.

After eating and drinking to their fill, they played a few rounds of Landlord together and became close friends. They chatted about gossip about gods other than the God of Darkness, complained about the Temple of Light, boasted about the past and looked forward to the future. The demons had a great time and enjoyed themselves chatting!

"What? Your candidate is dead?" The blood prince glanced at Hank, "Did your son do it?" Then he threw out a few cards.

Hank: "No thanks. I didn't ask him to do the assassination. Besides, he doesn't have the ability to do it."

Al: "Earlier, how many people did you send out before Raymond?"

Ursula, who was sitting next to him, explained in more detail: "Your Highness, Raymond was the first one. The seal was only weakened a little more than ten years ago. It took the combined magic power of our group to open a breakthrough. After him, we only sent a few succubi out."

Only this race can make humans bewitched without using magic.

Imagine what it would be like if a group of rich and powerful humans went crazy for love. It is no exaggeration to say that a smart succubus is equal to an army. She is good at obtaining intelligence and sowing discord. Therefore, every time the demons open the seal, they will give priority to choosing smart young succubi to lurk among humans.

A mature succubus won’t work, like Anita. She’s been unruly for too long and looks like she’s not innocent, which can easily arouse vigilance.

The undead girl "accidentally" stepped on Anita, and Al nodded in agreement, "You are very cautious."

Anita's style can easily seduce lustful or weak humans, but strong people will only be on guard when they see her for the first time.

Anita, who was playing mahjong at the next table: “…” She rolled her eyes again at someone’s blindness and lack of understanding of romance.

Al did not ask the name and appearance of the succubus sent out, so as not to arouse suspicion.

The young man casually threw out two cards and said disappointedly: "I wanted you to tell the assassin not to look for me, so as to avoid us killing each other. Unfortunately..."

Hank played a trump card and continued to chat with the messenger in a good mood, "Maybe it's the demons who stayed in the abyss before it was sealed."

The blood prince Olier threw a handful of gold coins to Hank, "Or their descendants. It has been so many years. If the demons from the God's Fall are still alive today... then Your Highness is in danger."

Having said that, he didn't show any concern.

In fact, there are such ancient beings in the abyss. The distance between them and gods is only one divine power. Fortunately, those big guys have been sleeping for a long time, otherwise it would be impossible for them, the saints and gods of law, to dominate the abyss.

The young man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. My God will protect me."

Anyway, Samuel is right next to him and he can always rely on him. At worst, there are still the three protective seals left on him by the God of Light.

After having spent half a day without getting the information they wanted, the young man taught them a new way to play and naturally found an excuse to return to the temple.

The demons were addicted to their new fun and didn't try to keep him.

The black dragon was flying in the sky. Al could see from afar that the black-haired young man was practicing with the alchemical puppet again. Ah... he was too diligent. Did this guy really take a rest after he left?

Al landed and called out "Winster", then received a cold look.

Al didn't feel embarrassed that he called the wrong person, and asked in confusion, "Samuel, why don't you exchange with Winster? It must be very tiring for you to always come out to practice swordsmanship."

The opponent did not stop fighting the puppet, and the sound of panting came and went, "Didn't you say that you didn't want to bother with Winster recently? Does it matter whether he shows up or not?"

Ah...ah, I almost forgot about what I did to please the God half a day ago.

The young man smiled guiltily, "No, you continue, I'm going to find Beno."

Al found the little dragon among the gems in the treasury, "Breath fire, heat it up."

Beno obediently heated up a large piece of cold barbecued meat, which quickly brought out the aroma of the meat and seasonings. He enjoyed the meal, his tail wagging behind him.

"Would you like to go out for a walk with me later?"

The little dragon grabbed the meat with its front paws, looked at its beautiful owner, then looked at the shining gem behind it, and then looked at its owner again...feeling very conflicted.

Al laughed, "Okay, then you continue to play here."

They won’t be here for long anyway, so let the kids be happy for a few more days.

After practicing swordplay with Samuel for a while, Al signaled that he wanted to take a tour around the area.

It was unclear whether the God was disgusted or praised him, "You are so weak, yet you dare to walk around in the abyss. You are really brave."

The beautiful human curved his eyebrows and said, "Come with me." His courage was given by Samuel.

Samuel snorted, but did not refuse.

Half an hour later——

"What are you doing?" Samuel crossed his arms and looked down at the young man squatting on the ground digging the soil. His expression was indescribable.