Chapter 308 Chapter 308 The Tireless God
Arvid came to the mainland from the Temple of Light originally to observe Daryl's situation.
Deal with the destabilizing forces that are causing unrest due to Daryl's changes.
Even if little Milo was there.
Arvid also didn't think the other party could slow him down.
He is different from Daryl.
Arvid thought so in his heart.
After dealing with things here, he will return when the balance of light and darkness in the world is stabilized again.
Avid also acknowledged this variable.
He raised his hand to straighten his clothes and glanced at the sky.
He turned and left.
Believers:?
Arvid: Wait until Daryl is out.
*
Night falls.
The little cub sat quietly in his room, reviewing the words of this world again.
After truly integrating into this world and acquiring his talents, the little cub's anxiety subsided a lot.
When his father was about to go out to deal with the matter of the abyss, Milo also said obediently that he would wait patiently.
Wait until Daryl leaves.
Milo reviewed it very carefully, and only after making sure that he had memorized all the knowledge did he shake his little body and frown.
Milo is a smart boy, Milo remembers everything!
The surrounding magical elements were jumping lightly around little Milo, surrounding the son of this world.
The little guy was not yet satisfied with his happiness. Daryl had gone out and Christine had other things to do, so the little cub had no one to tell yet.
The little guy sat in his seat for a while, then looked towards the door for a while.
Then she held the gem around her neck and blinked her big light blue eyes.
"godfather."
The world consciousness was suddenly alarmed.
Subconsciously it seems.
The little guy's eyes sparkled as he called it softly.
A breeze blew in from the window, gently brushing the little cub's face.
The little mermaid became happy again.
"Godfather, Milo has learned it!"
The little guy can't wait to get recognition from others.
The two short legs swung back and forth, holding the notebook in the hand high.
The sound is getting louder and louder.
"Milo is a smart cub!"
World Consciousness: ...
The gentleman hesitated.
ah……
He is so cute.
The world consciousness is distorted by cuteness.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of the open window, preparing to go in.
Arvid paused when he heard the word "godfather" again.
He couldn't help but frown.
I've heard about it before, but I didn't hear that the little guy has a godfather?
The world consciousness was speechless for a moment as it watched the God of Light Arvid sneak into Little Milo's room with a serious face.
Little Milo noticed the presence of others.
The cub opened its eyes wide, blinked, turned its head and looked over, subconsciously wanting to call out "Dad", but the words stopped suddenly at the tip of its tongue.
Not dad.
Little Milo could already quickly tell the difference between Daryl and Arvid.
At this moment, the little guy blinked his big eyes, got down from the stool, and hid behind the stool in a flash. He looked at Arvid with some vigilance, only showing his little head.
What do you do?
Surprise attacks are no longer effective.
Not only did the little cub not call daddy, but the little guy even started to get scared.
The God of Light Arvid, who was clearly aware that he had come uninvited, looked calm.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Avid stood there without moving. He took out the things he had found from his storage space that were very useful to the little guy at the moment.
Arvid pulled out a clear blue gem.
"The Sky Stone increases your ability to sense magical elements. Carrying it with you not only provides protection but also soothes the mind."
Milo:?
Seeing the little guy was confused.
Arvid started to take out the second thing.
"The Star Clock can accurately tell you the time in various regions. The sound of the bell can enhance your perception of rare magical elements in space and has a calming effect."
Milo: ...Huh?
Then Arvid continued to dig.
"Eternal Bright Water Drops have a very good protective and nourishing effect on marine life, clearing away hidden diseases and reducing scars..."
Arvid kept digging.
Soon, Milo's small desk was halfway up.
Xiaomilo was completely confused.
"You, what are you doing?"
Arvid deadpanned, "I came to visit with gifts."
Didn’t Daryl mock him for coming without a gift?
Now what?
He brought them, and Daryl couldn't take them out.
Milo: ...
Arvid thought for a moment and said, "And I have to apologize for scaring you earlier."
After all, before Milo was picked up and called out "Dad", Avid had not thought about doing anything about this.
Milo looked at those things and wanted to refuse them righteously.
but--
"Whatever that guy brings, just keep it... Did you cry secretly behind Daddy's back?"
Little Milo paused for a moment.
A little hesitant.
"Well, well, put it there."
The little cub's hands were almost tangled from having confiscated so many things from others.
His little body swayed back and forth, his little hands pinched back and forth, and he felt a little embarrassed when he spoke.
Arvid nodded slightly.
Didn't feel anything wrong.
"I brought them all for you."
The implication is: What I have here, Daryl doesn't have.
But the little guy obviously didn't understand the so-called implied meaning.
The little guy had never received so much kindness from others.
Then think about what Dad said – just take what he has in his hand and ignore everything else.
The little fish was wavering between whether he would become a small scum fish or not.
Listen to your dad—be a scumbag.
But I’m a little conflicted – trying not to be too bad.
So Xiaoxiao hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke in a low voice under Arvid's puzzled gaze.
"You, have you eaten yet?"
There were snacks on the table that Christine had given him. He had half of it left, waiting for his father to come back and eat it together.
Today, Christine tentatively made some snacks for the little cub that suited his taste, using ingredients that were low-allergenic and would not irritate his stomach. Little Milo was very happy to eat them and was waiting for Daryl to come back to eat together.
Arvid paused, seeming a little skeptical.
"Daryl eating with you?"
Little Milo nodded.
Dad not only eats with Milo, but also rests with him.
Every time, Xiaoyu has to occupy a small space on the big bed so that he can curl up safely.
but--
Arvid spoke.
"No."
Gods don't need to eat.
Of course, gods don't need to rest either. Daryl might just be killing time. Is he really resting? Probably not.
The cub was just being polite.
Arvid trapped the cub in an instant.
"Then, then—"
Milo looked at the half plate of dessert and finally gritted his teeth.
"You'll have two of Milo's snacks."
The little fellow pointed with his soft little white hand at the half plate of dessert on the table.
This feeling is indeed novel.
After all, Arvid rarely eats, let alone eats the leftover snacks that the little guy had half eaten.
Especially looking at the little guy's painful expression——
Arvid now understood Daryl's bad taste.
Really...interesting.
Arvid thought to himself.
I couldn't help but curl the corners of my lips.
So he swallowed the words of refusal that were about to come out of his mouth. Under the eager eyes of the little guy, Arvid ate the two snacks of the little cub.
It has a very sweet and soft taste, as if it is made from some kind of fruit through a special process.
Although the little guy felt pain, but seeing the other party eating, the little 'scum' fish suddenly felt much more at ease.
Perhaps because Daryl and Arvid have the same face and a similar aura, little Milo actually doesn't have much resistance to Arvid.
Soon, the little guy came out from behind the chair and walked over to Arvid.
He tilted his little head back, carefully observing what the differences were between Daryl and Arvid.
Arvid didn't move, letting little Milo look at him.
Finally, the little guy asked again in a low voice: "Then you didn't sleep either?"
Arvid paused for a moment, and looking at the little guy with an expression that asked, "How come you are living such a miserable life?" Arvid began to doubt himself.
Is this God of Light really that miserable? Not really, right?
After all, he still holds the power of the world...it shouldn't be that bad, right?
But the cub seemed relieved, as if he had found a way to further ease his mind.
He pulled Arvid to sit on the chair.
Arvid subconsciously glanced at his wrist, and felt a warm current where the cub had just pulled it.
"It's time, come and listen to Milo sing! They say Milo's singing can help you relax and relieve pain and unhappiness..."
They all said it? Who said it? Arvid was very perceptive, but he didn't ask directly. He thought about how to explore this matter - perhaps he really had to go to the Ocean Temple...
Then he listened to the cub clear his throat.
Arvid didn't care at first. As the God of Light, he knew that the mermaid's voice was beautiful, so he just admired it and didn't take it seriously until the cub spoke -
The ethereal voice had a hint of softness. This was the first time that Milo had spoken since awakening his magical talent.
The magical elements around them suddenly began to stir, and even the professors at Alan Academy, who were still shaking their heads in confusion, were stunned for a moment, feeling the agitation of the magical elements and feeling lost and bewildered. What was going on? What had happened?
Arvid swayed at the sound, and the god who had never slacked off for thousands of years finally felt tired. His consciousness was dragged down by the cub's voice, and the god who had been tireless for thousands of years closed his eyes.
The arrival of the God of Light did not alarm anything around him.
Thick darkness enveloped the area, and everything around was silent.
The God of Light Avid controls half of the world's power and is himself an extremely attractive existence to those maggots in the dark.
Even for a god, being tireless is a terrible thing. At this moment, the god closed his eyes, and the maggots that had been chasing him emerged from the ground, approaching step by step, stretching out their greedy hands to plunder power.
Then, they heard singing—the gods slept, but another force, with absolute suppression, pressed them down fiercely. What was that? What was that?!
The wailing was also suppressed instantly.
Daryl in the distance seemed to sense something, but the next moment he frowned in suspicion.
In the cub's room, the cub who had sung so hard that the magical elements of the world were boiling and turbulent heard something. He turned his head to look at the door. He was still humming and blinked a little confusedly.
Hey? Was anyone there just now?
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