Chapter 301 Chapter 301 The cub wants to support his father
Arvid didn't think any changes would affect him at all.
Daryl, though.
Isn't Daryl's weakness a little too obvious now?
Arvid calmly turned another page of the book, squinted his eyes, and looked at the contents of the book. He looked very calm.
For a god, especially one who makes enemies everywhere, exposing such an obvious weakness is not a good thing.
If Avid was a little more ruthless, since they didn't get along anyway, it wouldn't be impossible for him to kill him while he was sick.
Arvid smiled lightly.
Arvid's breath was completely hidden. He seemed to sense something and looked towards the door.
Here it comes.
His long-missed half.
Daryl, the God of Destruction.
Daryl was walking in with the little guy in his arms.
Everything in the library has been prepared.
Daryl came in and put the cub on the ground.
The patriarch casually led the little cub along.
The little cub blinked its big eyes.
The color of his hair and eyes is really too rare.
Daryl had no intention of hiding it, and a group of people couldn't help but look over with curiosity. When they saw the increasingly round little face, they couldn't help but admire it.
This is truly a face that is loved by the gods.
Arvid, who was leaning in the dark, naturally saw it as well.
The cub has a naturally innocent look, but now that it has come to a strange place, its light blue eyes with slightly drooping corners look a bit pitiful.
I've said it before.
People like Milo - the type that everyone in the magical world would be soft-hearted about.
And Daryl and Arvid, in some ways, because of their close connection, they share many of the same senses as the magical world consciousness.
So Arvid just leaned aside, looking away from the book for a while, and then he looked away -
That's just how it is.
The variables following Daryl.
Arvid thought to himself, chuckled and shook his head.
Turn another page of the book in your hand.
With a bit of laziness.
It's just a cub of another species with no killing power. No one knows where Daryl got it from.
Even though Arvid was distracted for a moment at the first moment, it didn't matter.
Arvid didn't think it was a big deal. He didn't think he would be affected, nor did he think it would be a variable for him.
There was something wrong with the judgment of this world.
When he officially met the cub for the first time, the God of Light Avid, who controlled half of the power in the world, thought so.
The consciousness of the magical world seemed to let out a laugh somewhere.
The gentleman would not lose his temper easily, but just looked coldly at the God of Light who had not really taken his eyes off the little cub.
Yes, as I said before, the power of light and destruction complement each other. They were almost the same god before. In fact, Arvid and Daryl were also quite synchronized. They had the same facial features except for their eye and hair colors. But now that they came to the human world, they were all disguised, and it was really hard to tell who was who at first glance.
Another obvious thing is that the two people's preferences are basically the same.
As long as Daryl can't do anything to Milo, Arvid is basically the same.
The consciousness of the magical world was not in a hurry to prove this to its high and mighty gods.
Daryl hasn't discovered Arvid yet.
After all, Daryl had never seen the changes in the stars, nor did he know that the changes in the stars would eventually involve Arvid himself.
In Daryl's opinion, Arvid rarely went out and liked to sit on his throne of light and stare blankly most of the time - well, in Arvid's words, he was observing the trajectory of the world.
Most of the time, Arvid doesn't come out.
Daryl had never expected to meet Arvid on this trip.
So there was no defense at all.
These two gods restrain each other and are unaware of each other's situation. As long as one of them hides carefully, the other will be helpless.
However, Daryl was a little careless here, and the information asymmetry led to the current situation.
Although Daryl looked down on Arvid, it had to be said that as a representative of the gods of light, Arvid was still very gentlemanly.
These two people understood each other, so apart from the disputes over power and ideas, and the simple discomfort of seeing that 'disgusting' expression on a face that looked exactly like their own, the two of them got along peacefully at other times, and had a strange trust in each other.
And the little Milo would be even less aware that someone was secretly observing him from behind.
Milo was looking at the National Library in Aram.
In this magical world, magic is highly developed and science is also advancing rapidly. In addition to magicians, many scientists have also emerged in the major kingdoms.
This national library was not established for long.
It's still very new and is constantly expanding.
It is very big. Although not as boundless as the deep sea, it also gives you a feeling of being able to see very far at a glance.
Rows of bookshelves stand there, and all kinds of books are like walls as high as a mountain. They are also very smart. As long as you enter keywords in the relevant area, the magic circle will help you find the books you may need and deliver them to you.
There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the distance, and people are coming and going around.
Quiet and busy.
Little Xiaomilo was a little nervous because he had never been to such a place. He subconsciously held his father's hand tightly and spoke in a low voice.
"dad."
"Um?"
Daryl was looking at the road signs, searching for the area with the basic introductory books.
He heard the cub's voice and looked down at the cub.
"What's wrong?"
“It’s so big here.”
The little guy spoke in a baby voice, deliberately lowering it, and hid behind Daryl, looking like he was very secretive.
"Are the books here very expensive, Dad?"
Little Milo began to worry about his parents' financial situation.
After all, Milo had traveled a long way around that poor place in the deep sea abyss, but he really couldn't find any better facilities.
Even the Temple of Destruction had just been built, and there weren't many things inside, most of which were taken from the Temple of the Sea.
In fact, little Milo had been worried since before, but he never said it.
Seeing the library beyond his knowledge, the little guy's worries finally broke out.
Will dad be out of money?
After all, Dad is so poor——
He had previously tried to hand-make pearl brooches and other items to support his father.
The little cub is quiet and well behaved.
Daryl obviously didn't react at first, but when he realized something, his face gradually darkened.
"Dad, are there enough pearls?"
The little guy is still worried. Under the supervision of the head of the family, little Milo hasn't really cried for two whole days.
He patted his little chest.
"Dad, don't worry. If you need pearls, just tell Milo. Milo can have lots of them. Milo is used to it—"
The little guy was picked up by the head of the family again.
What Milo wanted to express was obvious - he could support his family by crying every day.
He didn't care about that, he just wanted his dad to be especially good - he wanted many people to know that his dad was a very, very good God in this world.
Because of the price of pearls in the previous world, Milo could not judge the value of the pearls formed by his tears.
This resulted in a very large deviation in the little guy.
And Daryl never got it back in time before.
—that is, the idea that Daryl is very poor.
In fact... Daryl is one of the twelve main gods after all.
He still has quite a few priceless treasures, but they are not suitable for display. Many of them can only be traded on the black market, not to mention his magical abilities.
Gods are not just beings that protect the entire world as believers say.
Every move of the Lord God can change the concentration of magical power in the magical world, change the weather, control all elemental substances, and affect the wealth of the entire world.
Until now.
Daryl looked at the little cub very seriously.
He quickly carried the cub to the basic book area, picked out a basic book at random, and spread it out in front of the little cub.
"You can read here. If you don't understand something, you can ask the magic circle spirit here."
"oh oh."
The cub had never seen such a thing before, and he looked at it with great curiosity.
"Then you just stay here quietly, okay?"
Daryl said, pointing at the area.
"Dad will be back soon."
It was the little cub who reminded him that he still needed to buy some necessities, and he needed to make the cub understand one thing - Daryl, the God of Destruction, is not the God of Poverty! !
"May I?"
Daryl lowered his head to meet the cub's gaze.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether to ask or not. Daryl will naturally feel it beyond this area. His spiritual sense can cover the entire Alan, so basically no matter what time, Milo is under Daryl's care.
Are you here alone?
The little cub was a little hesitant at first.
Then looking at Daryl's eyes again, the cub nodded vigorously.
"certainly."
This little crybaby has obviously been brought up to be a bit lively.
He stretched out his hand and gestured vigorously.
"After all, Milo has grown a lot!"
He is the one who earns money to support his family, he has to take responsibility!
He needs to eat well and grow taller! It's also very dangerous here. His dad has a mortal enemy. He needs to protect his dad. He can't always hide behind his dad!
Daryl raised his eyebrows. He looked at the little guy sitting on the stool. He looked particularly small from this perspective. He tried hard to gesture how much he had grown recently.
Daryl smiled. "Great."
Daryl rubbed little Milo's head casually.
Milo's eyes were sparkling from rubbing them.
The little guy held the book, watched Daryl turn around, and said he would be back in about ten or twenty minutes - Daryl himself also wanted to train the cub a little bit to let him adapt to the outside world, but even with such strict supervision, he still opened the magic lock and magic surveillance of this area.
Milo was originally full of confidence.
Watching Daryl leave, the little guy lowered his head and flipped through the book.
Arvid, standing in the dark, saw and heard everything. He couldn't help but laugh - is Daryl a poor guy now?
He picked up a kid and raised him, but made the kid think he was so poor. After all, he was one of the twelve main gods, so it was a bit of a loss for him to let the kid raise him.
A minute passed—
Milo couldn't help but look up and out.
Three minutes later—
Milo could no longer read the book and slumped over the table.
It’s okay, Milo, you can do it, you’ve been through this before!
Ten minutes later—
The baby who had been trying so hard to comfort himself was a little overwhelmed.
Woo woo woo QAQ Why hasn’t Dad come back yet? Didn’t we agree to come back in about ten minutes?
Milo is not good enough. Milo’s height has been wasted.
Milo - Milo is not that great, why hasn't his dad come back yet?
The little guy lowered his head.
A tall figure stood silently at the door. Logically, he wouldn't appear, but because the cub lowered its head, he couldn't see it clearly, so he leaned in to observe the little guy's mood. What kind of cub did Daryl pick up? Is he crying?
Perhaps she heard a little noise, the little mermaid, who had been drooping her head and looked wilted, suddenly looked up and met the eyes of the man who was standing not far away and watching them silently.
The cub's eyes lit up.
Arvid paused.
The cub had already jumped down from the stool, and in two or three steps he reached Arvid and hugged his legs. Arvid was completely frozen, looking down at the little guy stiffly.
Then the little guy realized that he had overreacted and was caught red-handed. He took two steps back a little embarrassedly. He was so small and called out "Daddy" in a soft voice.
"Daddy, daddy! Milo is not crying, Milo, Milo wants to support his daddy - so Milo is counting the pearls in his pocket, look, daddy."
The cub took out a handful of pearls from somewhere, each one round and plump. One pearl rolled to Arvid's feet before it could be taken.
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