Chapter 59 Return "Let's eat first, then we'll take a shower together."...
The vast plains at the foot of the mountains were covered by a blanket of white snow, merging with the sky and stretching almost to the horizon. Only a few large rocks, not completely covered by snow, barely supported the landscape, serving as road signs.
Suddenly, light blue teleportation patterns appeared on the stone.
After the light rose and faded, two incongruous figures suddenly appeared in the center of the snowy plain.
He was a burly man dressed in a red, form-fitting outfit. A black shawl was draped over his left shoulder, and black armbands were worn on his arms, complementing his black boots.
He was very tall; the thick snow, which would make it difficult for an ordinary person to move, hadn't even licked his boots. To his right, with his arm encircled by a long sleeve, sat an elegant and radiant blonde beauty, like a doll.
The blue fur cape was replaced with a short red cloak, and the handsome blond man rested his head on the man's chest and shoulder, his eyes closed as if he were asleep.
Oh no, he's just asleep.
With his cascading blond hair flowing down his back, he resembled an elegant kitten basking in the sunlight, falling asleep in a warm and soft place where he felt safe.
It could also be due to some physical discomfort. Immersed in a place filled with filth and evil energy with insufficient divine power, he consumed a lot of his mental energy just by resisting.
Having essentially completed his mission, Buster had no worries. In order to return to the ship as soon as possible, he immediately took out his flying vehicle after returning using the teleportation array set up by those black-hearted devils.
In order not to wake Reinhardt, it took this burly man, as tough as an iron pillar, half a minute to get into the aircraft.
You should know that he's usually the type to take off in half a second.
Returning home is without worries; the journey home is right before us.
The Endless remained docked, and Buster landed in the tea party garden, where he ran into Madonna, Victoria, and Celine, who had just returned.
"You're back? How's the progress? Is Reinhardt injured?" Victoria asked warmly as always.
She put down her teacup, lifted her skirt, and ran towards Buster. He was about to scold her for waking the sleeping princess in his arms, but it was too late.
Reinhardt took a deep breath, clearly having awakened from a good night's sleep.
He slowly lifted his head from Buster's shoulder, his long, golden hair cascading lazily down to Buster's arm. The latter turned and whispered in Reinhardt's ear in a gentle tone.
"You can sleep a little longer."
The three ladies stared in disbelief, thinking that their leader might have been possessed by a dragon.
The Son of God seemed used to it, slowly shaking his head. He rejected the suggestion and responded in a low voice.
"You can let me go now."
The ladies were horrified to find that the leader actually showed a hint of regret.
Despite the regret, Buster still put down the beautiful thing, his movements were as frighteningly cautious as ever, giving Victoria goosebumps all over.
Only Reinhardt and Buster themselves didn't react much.
“You’ve returned safely.” Reinhardt nodded to Celine, indicating that he was very happy about her return.
Celine watched as the leader pulled out a chair for him, and the Son of God sat down as if it were his own business. It took her a long time to recover from her shock. She nodded awkwardly and said, "Uh... yeah, I'm back. I'm sorry to have worried you."
The three girls exchanged bewildered glances, even noticing that the Son of God had become much more beautiful and radiant after his trip. Although he was still somewhat wooden, like a finely crafted doll, he now exuded a human aura.
Buster casually sat down to the side and took out several spatial bags from his ring, placing them in front of Victoria.
"The usual," he said.
Buster would have Victoria take 30% to 20% of the pocket money obtained from robbing wealthy people and distribute it to poorer rural towns nearby. He would then take the lion's share and give it to the other brothers on the ship, and use the rest for food or other miscellaneous expenses as employee welfare for the military pirate gang.
Of course, Buster had already gone through the process first.
The wealthy Storm leader wasn't particularly interested in money, but he took out a lot of interesting-looking trinkets and gave them to Reinhardt as gifts.
He also found some very interesting and practical gadgets in Budney's bag and added them to his ring, ready to start studying how to play with them and their uses with Reinhardt from today onwards.
Watching Victoria put the bag away, Madonna spoke first, asking if the Storm Leader had found what he was looking for on the journey.
The Storm Leader shook his head regretfully, looking disgusted, and said, "It's a piece of trash that has been possessed by the Eye of the Demon. It's more troublesome to find it than to kill it."
It takes several days to find the ink and brush to write the dragon's name, but killing it only requires the son of the god to wait sullenly in the flying vehicle for a dozen minutes.
“What about the Devil’s Eye?” Victoria asked.
Buster shook the ring and took out a dark black square box from it, holding it in his palm.
"This thing is alive, and it has quite a temper; it's also very polluting."
More importantly...
The Storm Leader looked at Reinhardt, who was sitting quietly in place, and added the second half of his sentence: "Reinhardt doesn't like it."
Those eyes, brimming with an evil aura, are by no means the original accessory of a god's son.
The three women were all shocked, but none of them could put their finger on what was wrong.
Buster checked the time and figured that having Reinhardt eat something now wouldn't affect his dinner, so he moved some biscuits and black tea from the table for him.
His hands kept moving as he and Celine continued to align the graininess.
"Finished watching the show? How did it go?"
This chocolate chip cookie looks good; I'll give one to Reinhardt too.
Celine watched as he put something into the dish in front of Reinhardt, her surprised look fading as she calmly said, "Under pressure from the public, the city lord had no choice but to send the biological son of one of the masterminds to the execution ground. At the same time, he also released some lists, most of which were of prominent figures. But I think that list is not complete; there are many people the city lord cannot afford to offend."
Bastian nodded, feeling that there was still room for further investigation on this list.
Even if there's only one, it's still a backup grain depot.
"Where's Mark?" The stern-faced man took a sip of tea.
“Things aren’t going well for him, and I’m afraid we won’t get any good news,” Victoria said. “He said he’ll be back in two weeks and that we don’t need to wait for him.”
Having said that, let's return to the topic of the Devil's Eye.
"If it's not the Demon Eye, then where should we look next?"
"The Cloud Library, perhaps." Victoria had already searched for many clues, and now she was planning her route, which happened to be closest to the Cloud Library.
“I heard that it’s a library founded by a god who symbolizes wisdom. It knows all the truths of this world. Even if you don’t find it anywhere, with its help, you can quickly find your way.” Victoria added, “However, this library is only accessible by chance, and you may not actually find any trace of it.”
The Storm Leader nodded.
He put down his teacup and stretched. At the same time, he turned his head to sniff his own scent, then leaned closer to Reinhardt, using a gentle tone to lure the god.
"Let's eat first, then we'll take a shower together."
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Author's note: Reinhardt (Potato, puzzled): Isn't the usual order to take a shower first and then eat?
Buster (eager to try): How can I have the energy to take a bath if I'm not full!
Reinhardt: ...?
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Do you even understand how to wash yourself properly?
(Pointing and gesturing) (Kicked again) (Leaves in a disheveled state)
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