Chapter 88
As soon as Al entered the hall, he smelled a strong aroma of wine. The gorgeous and cold throne that Samuel had never sat on was finally used by its owner.
The black-haired young man was lying on his side on the wide throne, with one leg bent and the other casually resting on the armrest. His handsome and deep face was expressionless, his black eyes were deep, his brows were loose, and he looked like he was not thinking about anything, just in a daze.
On the ground next to it lay a small wine jug with a faded pattern on it. It was obvious that the wine had been stored for many years... perhaps even older than Al had imagined.
This style of painting is undoubtedly Samuel.
Al frowned and walked over. "You finally woke up. Why did you sleep for so long this time? Is the injury to your soul not healed yet? How do you feel now? Is your body normal? Is there any pain? Is your heartbeat still irregular?"
Before the kid spoke, Samuel had decided to ignore him. He fell into a deep sleep, but the kid was not worried at all. He ate, drank, played, slept and studied without any interruption!
Samuel felt unhappy at the thought of not being taken seriously by the kid, so he decided to ignore him for a while.
But he didn't expect to be greeted with a barrage of concern as soon as they met. The Lord God was reserved for a few seconds before he pretended to be indifferent and replied, "You are so talkative. I am fine."
After getting a positive answer, Al didn't ask any further questions, nor did he bother to criticize a certain god for his self-destructive behavior a few days ago. Based on his understanding of Samuel, this guy would get angry and embarrassed if he said too much.
He looked at Samuel in confusion: "This wine smells strong, you drank a whole bottle? Aren't you drunk?"
He seldom drinks and has a low alcohol tolerance. Today, he felt dizzy just by smelling the food and could feel his face getting hot.
Winster doesn't drink either, but he would occasionally drink a little when Samuel showed up. Logically speaking, this body of his can only drink a little better than him, so it doesn't make sense for him to have no reaction after drinking a bottle of liquor.
Samuel glanced at him slowly and said, "How could I be drunk?"
The glance fell on the young man's face and he never retracted it. "Why are you blushing?"
When Al saw His slow reaction and the clear stupidity in His eyes, he stopped believing His words, but answered His question honestly, "I get drunk just by smelling it."
"……?"
Without Samuel saying anything, Al could read his thoughts from his expression.
Oh, do you think you are sober?
Al looked at Samuel's face. His bronze skin didn't turn red as easily as his. He didn't know whether it didn't show on his face or it wasn't visible, so he went straight to work.
The cool back of his hand touched his slightly hot face. Samuel was startled, but he didn't feel offended by the boy's behavior. Instead, he held his hand and rubbed it gently on his cheek, obviously reluctant to give up this cool and comfortable feeling.
The corner of Al's mouth twitched. He's still not drunk? He probably forgot that he's in a mortal body. Tsk, I wonder if a great swordsman's physical fitness will cause a headache when he wakes up.
Originally, Al was just feeling dizzy from the smell of alcohol, but the heat from Samuel's body was transmitted through his palms, making him feel a little hot as well.
Al tried to pull his hand free, but to no avail, and it only made Samuel's grip tighten.
The other person's gaze had been fixed on him, and at that moment it became sharp and dangerous, with a tangible sense of aggression.
Is it so hot... Al didn't dare to pull his hand away. He was worried that this guy would lose control and break his bones. It hurts a little now.
He sat down helplessly, and with his other hand he took out a palm-leaf fan that was totally out of place with the style of the entire temple and fanned the drunkard.
The cool breeze made Samuel feel much more comfortable, and his eyes were not as fierce anymore, but he did not let go of his hand and just kept looking at him.
If Samuel knew there was a word for drunkenness, he would have used it to describe what he was thinking.
Unfortunately... He did want to cause trouble, but Winster said that the kid would not agree. If He really invited him to explore that kind of intimate behavior together, he would definitely be kept away.
Although Samuel couldn't stand his own immaturity, he still had trust in him. Winster and Al were both human beings with similar thinking, so maybe what he said was right.
The Lord God's gaze swept across the young man's slightly red cheek, wondering if he was too much influenced by Winter, why he had become so timid?
For a moment, Samuel thought about just doing what he wanted to do, being honest and direct, and not wasting time beating around the bush. Maybe he would have already kissed the kid by now.
Al had no idea what yellow waste was going on in the minds of the people around him, and he didn't pay attention to Samuel staring at him at first, after all, there was nothing else to see around, and even he himself was focused on Samuel.
But... the other person's gaze became more and more noticeable, and Al suddenly felt a little uncomfortable... Tsk, can't I just close my eyes and sleep when I'm drunk?
There was a hint of awkwardness in the air, and Al had to bring up a topic to break the silence, "Wait another three days, and then we'll go back to the mortal world."
Samuel was feeling aggrieved, but he just didn't want to simply do as he wished. He just snorted and laughed, and a low voice sounded: "Who promised to take you back? I see that you have a good time with those demons, why don't you stay here forever."
He knew he was not serious as soon as he heard the tone. Al looked at Him with a smile and shook his clenched hand slightly. "Great, almighty Samuel, can't I fulfill a small wish of your devout believer?"
The god lowered his eyelashes - how could he be pious? He didn't even give him a bit of faith.
Samuel was becoming more and more bothered by this matter. He felt that the boy didn't pay enough attention to him, but he didn't want to question him out loud, as it would make him seem to care too much...
He was unhappy in his heart, but at the same time he really liked the feeling of the young man pulling his hand and shaking it. Tsk, why was he smiling so sweetly?
"You're acting like a spoiled brat again."
Al's smile froze. He pursed his lips and swallowed "I'm not acting like a spoiled child". What do you mean by again? ?
Forget it, think whatever you want.
"So you agreed?"
The Lord God placed one hand on his forehead and said, "The Abyss is meaningless anyway..."
It sounded like He wanted to leave on His own initiative, as if it had nothing to do with someone's request.
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In the next three days, Samuel and Winster returned to their stable state in the mortal world, and the two consciousnesses took turns controlling the body for half a day.
Winster was very conflicted. It was good that he could talk to his brother when he came out, but he also wanted to sleep in the same bed with his brother!
Samuel was not willing to give up half of his time, so he took up the time to sleep with the little one. It was good to be able to kiss people every day as long as he wanted.
But He felt that time could be spent more interestingly when the little one was awake.
The straight man has not yet realized that the people around him are coveting him. On the day of leaving, Al found Raymond who was numbly cleaning up the ruins in the far west.
"My dear knight, long time no see."
When Raymond saw that gentle and beautiful smiling face, he felt that this person was more like a devil than he was!
The big guy laughed twice, "Your Highness, is there anything I can do for you?"
Al didn't bother to be polite with him and directly ordered him to stay in the abyss to teach the common language of the mortal world.
Raymond's face was twisted into a knot. On the one hand, he felt that he and the messenger of God were in the same camp, and he wanted to go back to the mortal world with them to participate in the plan of the Lord Dark God.
On the other hand, he is now quite afraid of that kid Winster and doesn't want to get too close to him.
In order to make him work with all his heart and soul, Al used Samuel as a banner, "This is also the will of our God."
He was too lazy to make up more stories. When Raymond heard this, he spontaneously imagined a lot and finally came to the conclusion - He is worthy of being our God, he is so far-sighted!
Soon, Winster, who was practicing sword skills, received another belief without realizing it.
When the little dragon cub heard his master say that he was leaving, he immediately held a golden transparent ore and looked at his master pitifully.
Al was a decisive person, so he didn't waste time coaxing it. He just grabbed the little dragon and left, but he also helped it collect a bunch of shiny things for building a nest.
They flew to the weakest part of the seal on the magic dragon. I don’t know what Samuel did when he opened the seal before, but they flew directly up this time. Obviously, the abyss was a place they could come and go freely.
The weather is very good today, but the sun is too glaring for people who have been in the abyss for more than ten days.
Al squinted his eyes and stretched, "I'm finally back, the sunshine is so comfortable." Seeing the vast sky, his mood immediately became cheerful.
Samuel frowned when he saw how happy he was. This was what it was like to like someone. Every word and action of that person would make one's thoughts surge, although the Lord God had not seriously thought about the matter of "liking" him at all.
At this moment, Samuel quickly listed two equations in his mind:
Like sunshine = like bright things = like the appearance of the God of Light
Don't like the abyss = don't like dark things = don't like His appearance
The black-haired god stood aside with his arms folded, looking unhappy, and said sarcastically: "Heh, if Ashborn appeared now, you would be eager to offer your faith."
Al: “???”
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In the abyss, after seeing the two gods’ messengers leave with their own eyes, some demons began to do what they had been fantasizing about for several days.
At different locations near the Black River, there were succubi disguised as silver-haired divine messengers and playing 'games' with their short-term partners, just as Samuel had expected.
“Roar——” A giant black beast flew down from the sky like lightning, pretending to swallow the demon who looked like the silver-haired young man in one bite.
The weaker ones became nutrients for the elemental dragons, and the stronger ones ran away, but they didn't dare to turn into God's messengers and act recklessly. The demons who wanted to do that gritted their teeth and said, damn, the guarding beasts of the temple patrolled the abyss every day to see if anyone offended the believers favored by the gods. How dare they do it again?
In the mortal world, Al was on his way to Silagusen, but he had no idea that the black dragon that Samuel left to guard the temple was looking for snacks in the abyss every day.
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Al studied the map for a while, then flew on the little dragon for two days. During this time, he entered three teleportation arrays. On the way to Xilegusen, he deviated slightly and arrived at an area where the weather was cool all year round.
"The temperature and humidity here are similar to those in the abyss, and the sun rarely comes out. I don't know if these seeds can survive."
Winster walked along the path with his brother, "With the Wood Mage looking after us, it should be fine."
Al nodded. "I'll ask someone to rent some land here and try to plant it. If it doesn't survive, forget it."
He also reminded his workers to try to find the most remote towns, so as not to be recognized by the well-informed bosses as the product of the abyss one day. If they were really discovered in the future... they bought new ingredients from strangers. They are just ordinary restaurant owners. What can they know? (Innocent.jpg)
This continent is vast, and Al's store has not yet opened here. Only the Holy See of Light, which has been rooted for thousands of years, has churches in almost every city.
When there was no mission issued by the Holy See, he always traveled leisurely. Many places have unique customs and specialties, and the area he is in now is also like this, so Al wanted to stay for two more days.
Thanks to the magic dragon as a mount, the travel speed is much faster than expected, so there is no need to be too anxious to go to Xilegusen.
Dodging the children who ran towards them, Al and Winster sighed, "Even though the living habits and customs are different in each place, the methods of stealing are exactly the same."
Winster smiled and said, "If my brother hadn't dodged it in time, the child's hand would have been bitten off."
All their valuables were in the space ring, but the wide robe the silver-haired young man wore had two pockets, one of which was bulging. It was not a purse as the thief thought, but a shrunken dragon cub sleeping inside.
If a strange smell approaches, the little dragon will definitely bite.
Winster secretly glanced at his brother again. His brother was so kind to the thief. He was so kind!
The costumes in this area are quite unique, so Al picked out some and planned to give them to his family as gifts.
"Huh..." The young man looked up as if he realized something, and saw a large patch of light representing faith flying quickly across the sky and into the distance.
It does not belong to him and Samuel, nor to the God of Light, because these beliefs are not flying in the direction of the divine realm.
Al looked in the direction of the light, curious about what kind of story was there.
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