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Chapter 532

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The labyrinth city of Eulalie.

In this city where countless adventurers gathered, there was a tower that reached the sky.

It was located in the center of the city, towering into the clouds.

The Tower of Babel.

The flame-like setting sun hung in the sky, dyeing half of the sky into a beautiful blood red color.

The adventurers who had gone to the dungeon for a day returned to Eulalie one after another.

If one stood on the top of the Tower of Babel, one could see the crowd gathering in the direction of the Guild.

It was bustling with activity.

Her crystal clear, almost transparent, fair fingers gently held the red wine glass filled with fine wine.

Freya, the "Beauty Goddess" with unparalleled beauty, stood on the top of the Tower of Babel and looked down at the crowd.

The "Beauty Goddess" always had a seductive smile on her lips. Her beauty was outstanding even among the gods.

"It's really interesting …"

Her watery eyes looked down at the tiny pedestrians below.

Even if she could not use her divine power, as a god, she could still easily do things that humans could not do.

Standing on the top of the Tower of Babel, Freya clearly observed the four pedestrians below.

"Hestia, have you found your own clan as well?"

"What a beautiful Soul Light! That Soul Light that is like an eternally scarlet moon and that mysterious Soul Light that is like a lily!"

"And the light wrapped in the darkness, the sorrowful soul praying for salvation in the endless darkness …"

Her index finger brushed across her plump lips, and the cardamom on her perfectly trimmed crystal nails shone like diamonds in the setting sun.

"Hasteya, those three beautiful souls are destined to belong to me!"



"The owner of this manor happened to be planning to sell it, so I bought it. Miss Freya, Miss Flan, what do you think?"

Standing at the door of a house on the edge of the bustling commercial district, Yuriko put her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed slightly.

"Very good!"

Yui clapped her hands and turned to look at Hasteya.

"What do you think, Sister Goddess?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I have no objections! "

For Hestia, the dilapidated residence was no worse than the church she used to live in.

Being able to move into such a beautiful manor, Hastea was thrilled. She thought that it didn't matter even if the three people in front of her were weak. At least she wouldn't have to suffer so much in the future!

"In that case, Exalted Deity, is there anything you need to bring back?"

Yuriko Onigata asked.

"If it's not something important, we can buy new ones."

"I have nothing to take —"

Hestia looked a little embarrassed.

"— After all, people call me the God of Poverty or something, so I don't have anything valuable to take away."

"So pitiful …"

Flandoru stepped forward and patted Hestia's smooth arm with her soft little hand to comfort her.

"What an adorable child!"

Although Lolis were immune to Lolis acting cute (Lolis had the attribute of rejecting other Lolis), Hestia was a Goddess who had lived for more than a hundred million years. Even if she looked like a Lolis, it couldn't hide the fact that she was even more … ahem, ahem, I didn't say anything.

Hestia, who was charmed by Flandoru's cuteness, hugged Flandoru.

Then she suddenly showed an expression of surprise.

"Flandoru … you —"

When she let go of Flandoru, Hestia looked a little serious.

Although Flandoru was a little strange before, Hestia didn't pay much attention to it.

But when Flandoru hugged Flandoru tightly, Hestia's divine power that was sealed in her body almost stirred up.

"I thought you were a rare subhuman, but it seems that you are not. Can you tell me, Flandoru, what race are you? "

"Yes!"

When Flandoru was about to explain, Yuriko interrupted her.

"Miss Flandoru, Exalted Deity, let's talk inside."



Inside the manor, after assigning their respective rooms, Yuriko was very satisfied to see that almost all of the original owner's household items were intact — at least they did not have to be busy for a few days to set up a temporary foothold in this world.

After everything was tidied up, everyone sat down in the hall.

"Let's continue the topic just now, Flandoru. Can you tell me what race are you?"

"Hi —!!"

Flandoru raised her small hand and said sweetly, "Flandoru is a vampire!"

As if to prove it, Flandoru flapped the crystal wings on her back.

"Vampire?"

Hestia tilted her head.

"A race that I have never heard of. There is no race in this world that Exalted Deities don't know."

"Flandoru is from Fantasy Village!"

Before Yuriko could explain, Flandoru straightforwardly revealed her origin.

"Yes! Yui too! We all are! "

With a sigh, Yuriko rubbed her forehead.

What about the two ladies who gave her a headache?

Now it seemed that it was impossible to not explain their origin.

Thus, under Hestia's inquisitive gaze, Yuriko explained the origin of the three of them.



"Hey!!! Other-Other-Other-Other-Other-Other-World!!?? "

Hestia looked at the three people in front of her as if they were ghosts.

"That's right."

Yuriko spread out her hands.

"Before my young master comes to find us or we find a way to go back, it seems that we can only stay here."

Holding her head, Hestia squatted on the sofa.

"I didn't expect that my clan would come from an Otherworld …"

"Hehehehe … Loki will definitely be surprised this time, right?"

"And Hephaestus, hehehehe …"

When she hugged Flandoru just now, Flandoru's vampire aura directly triggered the divine power in Hestia's body. This immediately made Hestia confirm that Flandoru's bloodline was definitely very powerful. Even if it was not comparable to the Exalted Deities, it would not be much worse.

Although she didn't quite understand what Yui's "Shikigami" and Yuriko's "Esper" meant, it sounded very powerful.

"I found a treasure!!!"

Clenching her fists, Hestia's eyes glowed as if she saw herself in the limelight at the Exalted Deities' banquet.



Night.

In the girl's room.

Anna was lying on the bed and had already fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the room.

Eight-cloud Ink silently appeared beside Anna's bed.

The moonlight through the window sprinkled on Eight-cloud Ink's body, making him look as beautiful as a night elf.

During the day, when Anna left, Eight-cloud Ink injected a strand of monster energy into her body.

With this strand of monster energy, Eight-cloud Ink easily found Anna's location.

So, in the dead of night, he could appear here.

"Hmph, thank me, girl!"

"It was I who opened the door to the New World for you!"

With a mischievous smile, Eight-cloud Ink stretched out his index finger and pointed at Anna's forehead.

A little light burst out from his fingertip.

Divine power, the power used by the Elemental Fairy Realm and the mortal world's female Elves.

As the dark Elven King, Eight-cloud Ink could easily give this power to an ordinary human girl.

What's more, Anna was very suitable to become an Elven Messenger.

Since she became an Elven Messenger, how could she not have a contracted Elven?

Eight-cloud Ink smiled and began to think about what kind of Elven was suitable for Anna.

During the day, Anna's ferocious fighting ability left a deep impression on him — it was very rare for an ordinary human to be able to do that.

Previously, Xiao Fu of the White Tiger, one of the Four Gods, had left a deep impression on him. Since that was the case —

He opened a gap and pulled out his right hand.

A black Elven Messenger like a kitten appeared in his hand.

This ordinary Dark Elven Messenger lay in Eight-cloud Ink's hand and shivered. It lowered its head and didn't dare to look at Eight-cloud Ink.

— It was just the most ordinary Dark Elven Messenger, and it couldn't even speak.

"This girl will be your master from now on, do you understand?"

The Elven Messenger nodded repeatedly.

Eight-cloud Ink chuckled. After putting the Elven Messenger on Anna's bed, he left in a flash.

Under the moonlight, the Elven Messenger looked at Anna's sleeping face and licked it softly with its soft tongue.

After leaving Anna's room, Eight-cloud Ink, flying in the night sky, began to look forward to it.

What kind of surprise would Anna give him after becoming an Elven Messenger?

"But, in any case, the Unbreakable Ice Dragon took me in for one night. I can't favor one over the other."

Saying so, he flew toward the Unbreakable Ice Dragon's home.

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