Chapter 126
This was truly an unpleasant breakfast, Lady thought to herself, as she chewed the food in her mouth to try and feel a little better.
Otherwise, the guy in front of me will drive me crazy.
Lady spat out the bone from her mouth and wiped the stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.
As for the reason, it's nothing more than the arrogant fox in front of him, who seemed to want to look people up at him.
Just having breakfast with this guy made Lady feel like her head was about to explode from all the scolding.
“It’s a bad thing that you don’t pray to God before you eat.” Xiaobai cut the green beans on the plate with a knife, then carefully picked out all the contents except for the outermost hard skin and ate them: “And the bones weren’t cleaned up, there are still some left on them.”
“God won’t hate me just because of something like this, nor will anyone starve to death because I didn’t eat this little bit of food.” Lady’s voice carried a hint of anger: “First of all, God already hates me, so even if I pray, he’ll probably just spit on me. And now people are starving to death every day, so even if I eat this bone properly, it won’t make a difference.”
“You’re right, but that doesn’t mean you should do unjust things. Although things in this world don’t always go as planned, we should uphold goodness.” Little White put the food in his mouth and chewed slowly: “Do you know what kind of meat this is?”
No matter how many times you hear this lecturing tone, it will make you angry.
"Human flesh." Lady frowned. "Please don't mention it. I'm already disgusted. I'm trying to imagine it as beef."
“Yes, it’s human flesh. It’s the flesh and blood of the unfortunate, and it will become the strength for us living people to continue to exist.” Little White looked at Lady and said, “If we don’t eat the whole thing, we are desecrating this kindness.”
Lady held her head, unsure of what expression to make as she looked at the pure white fox in front of her.
Looking back, inviting her to breakfast was a mistake. It all started when I saw this girl reading a book on the chair by the door early in the morning and was immediately captivated. She was so beautiful that even other women would be mesmerized. As a member of the fox spirit clan, she used the same strategy as the fire goat to gain acceptance among humans: to make herself as pleasing to the eye as possible.
So, being a bit cheeky, I casually offered an invitation.
Although I regretted it as soon as I found out that this guy was Benny's vassal.
But I never expected that after this guy completely destroyed my patience in five minutes, I would regret it so much.
A demon preaches the doctrines of God to an artificial demon?
Is there anything more absurd and unbelievable than this? And what's on the plate right now is human flesh—the flesh of an old man who died a couple of days ago! Don't act like a holy religious person eating a vegetarian meal while you're eating human flesh, okay?
Seeing Lady lower her head and remain silent, Little White thought that perhaps what she said had worked, and wagged her big tail with satisfaction.
Although she wasn't a clergyman, and by definition, there wasn't a separate definition for a demon serving the church, she was merely an appendage of Beni, a gift from the fox spirit clan to the church, which was then assigned to Beni.
However, because of this, she has been exposed to God's doctrines from a young age, which is why she speaks about them so eloquently now.
"Good morning," Benny waved and greeted Little White.
"Good morning, you diligent cat. Are you still threatening the mouse you've got your eye on at this hour?" Lady said sarcastically to Benny.
“If you’re saying Lori is a rat, that’s a really wrong analogy. The battle between clergy and demons has always been just a fight between wild beasts.” Benny looked at Lady and said, “Although I’m an outlier in this, I’ve never thought that guy was a rat that only knows how to run away.”
"My apologies, what should I compare you to then?" Lady smiled at her earnest expression and said, "How about I call you an angel?"
“I was just blessed by angels, not that great thing.” Benny sat down at the table, but Ark was not beside her.
Lady glanced at the table; it was a round table that could probably only seat four people. If it were three women dining together, Ark would probably choose to sit on the side.
No, I should say that this guy should have been eating at another table from the beginning, so that he could have easily asserted his dominance after Ark came over.
“That guy didn’t come for breakfast. He took another route to church. A shipment is still being inspected there, and one truckload has already been checked. If there are no problems, we’ll take it over to set up a stall later.” Benny glanced at Little White and said, “You can do whatever you want during this time. If you don’t have enough money, just take whatever you want from the hidden compartments in my armor. Have fun, this is one of your rare long holidays.”
"Huh?" Xiaobai was stunned. She was about to be happy after hearing the first part, thinking that she would have time to be alone with Benny again.
But she said she wanted to cheer herself up?
"Wait, wait, you're not going to go sell things with that guy, are you?" Xiaobai slammed her hand on the table and jumped up, looking at Benny in disbelief at her strong reaction.
“Yes, what’s the problem?” Benny tilted her head and asked with a hint of confusion, “I went straight to the Circulation Plaza after I finished eating. I specially saved a good spot for him yesterday. It’s very busy there, so of course someone has to help out.”
There's no illogical problem with what I'm saying; if someone is needed to do odd jobs, then someone should go and help.
But that person shouldn't be a saint. There are many people who can do this, but she is the only one in the whole world who can obtain the position of the Defender of Honor.
"No, no, no, there's a big problem." Xiaobai took a deep breath to speak in the calmest possible voice, "This is disgraceful to your reputation."
“Actually, my reputation belongs entirely to the armor in my room.” Benny shrugged. “People will assume the Defender of Honor is the guy wearing that armor. Once I change into some work clothes, no one will think this guy is mine. Don’t worry, it won’t interfere with his business.”
As she spoke, she ate what was on her plate, and said somewhat hesitantly, "I also wear a hat to cover my hair, or I simply dye it with ink."
"Um..." Xiaobai no longer cared about the fact that her concern for her was misinterpreted as worrying about affecting Ark's business, but was instead drawn to something trivial.
"Um?"
"Sir, you forgot to pray before you ate."
“Oh, I did forget. Don’t worry, God won’t doubt my faith because of this one time.” Benny said, spitting out a bone that looked like she had eaten it quickly and wasn’t clean.
Before Xiaobai could even gather her thoughts, Benny had already turned around to go back and change her clothes. The whole process took less than three minutes, but the air was filled with someone's soft laughter.
“Perhaps you should have explained your understanding of Shinto to her earlier.” Lady looked at the little white girl who was standing there blankly, as if abandoned, and felt a little more at ease.
As for Little White? It's currently lying on the table with its ears drooping. Its tail, which was always held up to avoid getting dirty, has also fallen to the ground.
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"Are you lazy? You didn't even pick this out from the source?" Benny skillfully inspected the potions to be sold, picking out a rather fat caterpillar from among the black flowers: "Wouldn't it affect sales if this kind of thing were seen?"
“After all, it’s packaged in boxes, so it’s not surprising to find one of these.” Yak picked out a few with good coloring and placed them on the plate in front of him, then labeled them with prices.
As for gemstones, if they are not used for anything special and are just for their appearance, their price is generally very low. After all, when it's hard to even have enough to eat, no one will spend a lot of money to buy gemstones.
So Ark was there watching what the gems produced by his abilities could be made into and how they could be exchanged for a few pounds of jerky, while Benny laid out the strips of metal in front of her and labeled them with prices.
Karl and Ghost Duke both knew better than to be third wheels when they saw these two, so it's really just the two of them doing these things now.
"You look great today," Yak said casually to Benny after registering the last piece of information.
"I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages. Maybe you'll look better if you're holding me." Benny said sweetly without changing her expression. "Besides, your bookkeeping is a complete mess. Who took care of this stuff after I left? I can tolerate bad handwriting, but is this kind of mess even humanly written?"
“There’s only one real person left in this carriage full of monsters,” Ark said with a double entendre, but his face remained expressionless.
Time is a real grinding machine, enough to grind both people into expressionless beings.
From a distance, however, this couple seemed perfectly compatible. Their teamwork was so seamless that they didn't need to say much to coordinate perfectly, so their conversations mostly consisted of meaningless chatter.
"Hey? Let me see who these people are. One is the Church's champion, Eight Colors, and the other is the unscrupulous black-hearted merchant, Ark. Are you here to spread rumors and swindle or to promote morality?" Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in front of the stall. The two of them looked up at the knifesmith standing there. She was holding a copper bar and examining it carefully: "But I have to say that the quality of this copper is not bad."
“Keep your voice down, no one will think you're mute.” Benny glanced at Ark and said, “I was brought here by this guy, I told you yesterday.”
“I thought you were joking, but seeing this guy actually appear in front of me really surprised me.” Acton paused and said, “I’m really sad that you didn’t come to say hello after you arrived.”
“I can’t tell you’re sad from your expression.” The swordsmith said casually, looking at the two men. “Oh, I’m not here for idle chatter. It seems there’s something wrong with the church in this city. Eight Colors, write me a certificate by hand. I need to check if this place is doing anything shady behind the scenes. A certificate will allow me to move around freely.”
“At least you should talk to me in a pleading tone, not a commanding tone.” Benny casually scribbled in her notebook: “Don’t report anything to me. I’m not interested in this. Submit it to the central church and let them clean up the mess.”
"Understood." The swordsmith hesitated for a moment while waiting and then asked, "But speaking of which, where did your aura go?"
"Um?"
"When you sat in my carriage, I truly felt like I was riding in a golden lion; just the sight of you there exuded an aura of imposing authority. But your adorable attire, coupled with your naive and innocent look, as if you'd been tricked by a merchant into becoming a laborer... Heh, what a precious moment! Do you think I could record this in crystal and sell it for a higher price than these metals?" The swordsmith swung the copper bar, then squeezed it hard, pressing out a blade between two fingers before putting it back as a dagger. "This is my greeting gift. Let's see how much you can sell it for with your silver tongue."
Yak reluctantly took the dagger that had been pressed out in three seconds, his casualness evident in the marks left by the grip and the uneven surface of the blade from the careless pressing.
However, it was so hard it didn't feel like copper; it seemed more like some kind of alchemical artifact that had been hardened. There also appeared to be a simple pattern embossed on it, which, upon closer inspection, appeared to be an anti-magic carving.
In addition, a large amount of holy magic power was also forced in.
“I’ll give it a try.” Yak sighed. “Thank you so much.”
"You're welcome. We'll split the extra profits 30/70, you get 30% and I get 70%."
"Isn't this a greeting gift?" Ark almost fainted from anger. His brain, which was originally thinking about how to label the item, suddenly lost all interest in making money.
"You're not happy about making an extra 30% as a gift?" The swordsmith smiled happily. The impression this guy had left on him gave him a strange feeling that it would be interesting to see him get his comeuppance in front of him.
Benedict simply shrugged, offering no support for Ark. She knew the swordsmith had never truly approved of Ark and had come sulking. If satisfying her so easily was possible, Ark wouldn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back in the middle of the night.
The swordsmith was about to leave with the receipt, while people continued to come and go in the square, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the man carrying various strange weapons had lingered there.
If you blend your aura into your environment, no one will notice the small details of everyday life. As long as you make your aura very ordinary, you will naturally go unnoticed.
Yak hung the dagger on the wooden table next to him, and placed the sign written on the spot below it.
A weapon crafted by the renowned blacksmith Michel, priced at only ninety-nine gold coins.
In other words, he quoted a price of thirty-five horse-drawn carriages for this casually sculpted object.
“That’s really dark,” Benny said with a smile after glancing at it. “No one will buy it.”
"I never expected to be able to sell it."
"But speaking of which, you still remember her name? She doesn't use that name anymore."
"She's the kind of person you remember; I just haven't forgotten her."
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