Avalon should be independent from the rest of the world, while the Ahoge King should be equipped with antennas to hunt down enemies. The above two principles should be listed as the truth of the world and be engraved on the World Tree by Jingle. This was what I had always advocated.
That was why, no matter how bustling the outside world was, I had never allowed Avalon, which was just a "wall" away from the shadow city, to be opened to the Transmigrators. While the outside world was already packed with stowaways like a farmer's market, the ultimate pure land of the Empire was still as peaceful as Alaya's silly sleeping face.
That lass's natural and silly appearance could be used as an adjective.
"Oh, Brother Monarch, you're bullying me."
It seemed that a certain silly little angel sister beside me was still feeling wronged. Was it because she was the one who got shot?
"Alright, alright, I was just joking. Alaya's feathers are my treasures. I definitely won't pluck them off for you, alright?"
Although this silly cat angel could throw a little tantrum when she felt wronged, it was extremely easy for me to console her. In fact, I could even copy the template I used to deal with Little Bubble — in any case, don't assume that her intelligence was higher than two digits.
"Really?" The little angel sister immediately revealed a delighted expression. It was as if there was a switch in this silly's mood. Anyone with a level 1 eloquence skill would be able to flip this switch to the "cloudy to sunny" position within a second.
This silly lass had always cherished her feathers. This could be seen from how she treated combing her feathers every day as an important matter second only to sleeping. It was a pity that, as the one with the highest intelligence in our family who was only slightly higher than Sylvia and Little Bubble, this little angel sister had never successfully protected her feathers. Even Little Bubble could use forceful methods to collect some spoils of war from her wings. It was fortunate that Alaya was a creature of pure energy. If it wasn't for Little Bubble forcibly molting her feathers every day, this lass would have become a broken-winged New Orleans barbecue.
As I led Alaya on a small path in Avalon's Fairy Forest (strictly speaking, I was the one taking a stroll, while Alaya was floating two meters away from me. At first glance, she really looked like an angel), I chatted with her here and there. The topic of conversation was very simple, and it could even be a meaningless discussion about whether Pandora or Visca would have a higher chance of growing taller next year. However, I enjoyed it immensely. Just looking at Alaya's dazed expression as she answered my questions was a form of enjoyment. The so-called moe points meant that their existence could save the world. Alaya's dazed expression had always been my second greatest source of entertainment. To be honest, if this lass's intelligence suddenly increased by one or two percent, I would probably have to find a frying pan to beat her back. That would ruin the plot.
By the way, my number one source of entertainment was to use a nylon rope to tie a lollipop and then fish Jingle from the table. However, she had recently become more sophisticated. She would always bite off the nylon rope before running away with the lollipop. Of course, since that little one still hadn't realized how much of a pain in the ass it was to cooperate with my game of "fishing for the goddess," we discovered that being more sophisticated was only relative.
"Yeah, according to what Artemis said, this should be the place where those fellows usually gather."
Alaya and I stopped in a small clearing in the forest. From here, we could faintly see the ripples of the Fairy Lake not too far away. In the closest area of perception, an energy reaction was already rushing over at an extremely fast speed.
"Hey, Medusa, have you been cosplaying as Cai Baojian recently?"
With a subtle expression on my face, I looked at a certain cool lady who had just jumped over from the trees in the distance and used her own chain as a means of transportation more than once. I felt a sincere pain in the ass and shouted from afar.
Although I know that you're a very agile woman, although I know that you're very skilled in acrobatics, although I know that your figure is very suitable for this kind of welfare, can you at least use the normal way to travel normally?
* Plop! * The purple-haired heroic spirit, who had just jumped off the tree and was about to do a 10.0 free-fall somersault before landing in front of me, prostrated herself on the ground, and passionately kissed my feet. It was evident that this heroic spirit woman, who had been successfully corrupted by Bubbles, knew what Cai Baojian was — in the name of doing a three-step jump to the side of the stage.
For the first time, I realized that this woman in front of me, who was always playing games by herself or hanging out with Sakura who occasionally came to Avalon to test the components of the "Crystal Virgin," could also be called cute.
Rider, who had made a stunning landing, lay on the ground for two to three seconds. I wasn't sure if she was considering playing dead, but in the end, she still climbed up stiffly and stood in front of me with an awkward expression.
"Hey, Medusa."
"Hi … Boss."
"Your posture just now wasn't bad."
I thought about it and finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.
Medusa was on the verge of tears. "Boss, please spare me …"
"Alright, alright, I didn't see anything just now, including that Wild Goose Fall Style — are those fellows here?"
"Er." The purple-haired heroic spirit blinked in confusion, wondering if she should ignore my "Wild Goose Fall Style" comment. Then, she turned around and pointed in the direction of the Fairy Lake. "They're over there, but only a portion of them. Do you want to gather everyone?"
"There's no need, I just want to see what the daily lives of the heroic spirits are like."
I waved my hand and led Alaya forward. Medusa also blinked helplessly and followed behind me. However, after taking two steps, she let out a low cry of surprise. "Ah! My gaming console! "
Who told you to hang that thing on your chest? Just now, you fell like a wild goose fall. Facing the double impact of 88B and 57kg, how could any gaming console survive?
However, it could be said that it died a worthy death.
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but sneak a glance at Rider who was following behind us with a dejected expression. I couldn't help but wonder when this domineering woman with a good figure would realize that it wasn't just her gaming console that suffered such a terrible fall, but her 88B as well. She wouldn't have fallen flat this time, right?
Er … Cough cough, I should conduct myself with dignity.
It couldn't be helped. After returning home, I lived with Shallow Shallow and my sister, so naturally, I couldn't interact too deeply with Sandora. Otherwise, I would be letting down my great tolerance. (Perhaps it was because I was simple-minded?) She had tolerated the Shallow Shallow and me with Sandora, but my honeymoon with Sandora hadn't even ended yet … The result of not being a scumbag was that I got a little heated recently.
Rider, who was extremely good at investigating, immediately noticed my attention and immediately raised her head. "Is there a problem? Boss? "
"Er, nothing," I said with a solemn expression. "I just wanted to ask if you're used to living here. How's your new life? "
"Ah, now that you mention it, I really should thank you." Rider immediately revealed a happy smile. "Countless years have passed since I became a heroic spirit. I originally thought that everything would just end like this, but I never thought that heroic spirits could live in such a manner. This place reminds me of the legends of the Eternal Paradise. If possible, I really want to persuade Sakura to live here as well. She has the right to enter this place anyways … Ah, I'm sorry, isn't that a little lacking in fighting spirit?"
I smiled nonchalantly. I didn't really feel anything about her self-proclaimed lack of fighting spirit. In my impression, heroic spirits were a bunch of pitiful fellows. Although they were famous, to put it bluntly, they were just a bunch of bitter people who had signed unfair labor contracts that couldn't be canceled for the rest of their lives. Not only that, they had to obey unconditionally. World suppression sounded rather glorious, but from a moral standpoint, it couldn't even compare to Jingle's Main Hall (To be honest, I couldn't even imagine how the Gods would rank their officers). Those who worked under the world suppression were all hard laborers who would never rest until the Earth was destroyed. Their missions were either to save the world or to destroy humanity. Their personal lives were either waiting in the Hall of Heroes to grow hair or fantasizing about their past glory. They weren't even allowed to visit each other. Who would be willing to work in such an environment? How could it compare to my Avalon?
From the first day of work until now, I had only been on vacation. Just look at these fellows who were overjoyed as if they were on a field trip, and you would know just how rotten the heroic spirits by Jingle's side were.
The most eye-catching was a certain giant sitting on the lakeside lawn. He was as tall as Pandora (Friendly tip: the Empire's common unit of length). Berserker, who had regained his consciousness, was a slightly silent but forthright fellow. He was still in his usual bare-chested muscular form, and he was currently staring at the huge piece of meat on the grill in front of him. On the other side of the grill sat a serious-looking girl dressed in a sky-blue dress with the hair on her head fluttering in the wind. Our Knight King was currently focusing all of her attention on the food in front of her. In her eyes, the entire world was simply divided into two: edible and inedible.
In this respect, she was no match for Sandora, who used a grand unified worldview that left philosophers in the dust and turned heaven and earth into one: edible.
Apart from these two who had a huge difference in height but were said to have an inversely proportional appetite (…) and were completely attracted by the meal that was about to be served, the other Heroic Spirits that were abducted also looked like they could not extricate themselves from the depraved lifestyle.
Kuchulin sat alone on a protruding boulder by the Fairy Lake, silhouetted like an old man fishing alone. He was indeed fishing: he tied a fishing line with his magic spear and was happily waiting for the fish to take the bait. Sasaki and Red A sat not far away. It was said that the Japanese had a special fondness for ancient music, tea ceremony, and chess. Now, these two were obviously deeply immersed in it, like a pair of otherworldly masters. The two men used a boulder as a table, carved a chessboard with a knife, and played a song that they downloaded for free on an MP5. There were two bottles of Master Kang iced black tea in their hands. One was the army commander, and the other was the landmine.
The two of them were playing army chess.
Ten meters away from these two living treasures was the most enviable couple here: Teacher Geki Soichiro and Teacher Midea. The young couple was now living like a celestial couple, a standard prince and princess, a warrior and princess, a knight and princess, an adventurer and princess, a demon king and princess. (It could be seen that princesses had already unified the world in the Middle Ages and built a huge reverse harem, but you could also say that they were so numerous that men of all social classes could have one.) They had a two-story house in Avalon, which was known as the Garden of Gods, a group of demigod neighbors, and a stable job. At this moment, the "traitorous witch" and the man in the iron mask were leaning against each other under a sara tree, listening to the gurgling stream and feeling the breeze on their faces. In front of them were … two large stacks of junior high school examination papers.
Don't think that celestial couples don't have to eat other people's food. I don't believe that Yang Guo wouldn't even earn some honey to feed the dragon maiden. I wasn't just saying that these two were teachers for nothing. My older sister had arranged a good job for the two of them at the Imperial Army Military Academy, where they would teach Osaka's younger sister and the super geniuses selected from various worlds. Geki Soichiro would teach history, language, and assassination, while Midea would teach chemistry, magic, alchemy, and poisoning. The two of them would work together to make Pandora's militarism and Shallow Shallow's troublemaking ideology flourish everywhere.
Still, they were much better than that bastard who publicly taught Osaka how to make cactus bombs at school.
Apart from the few I knew, the other heroic spirits who had been abducted were living in a place far away from here. I still didn't know the names of more than half of them, but I could recognize most of the things they were holding, such as mahjong, poker cards, tennis balls, and even a PS3 … A perfectly good Fairy Lake had now become a Heroic Spirit Recreation Hall.
When Araya and I appeared in the clearing, this was the scene that unfolded in front of us.
"Ahem." I felt that I should show some dignity as the head of a country, so I coughed twice and said loudly, "I say …"
"Ah! The boss is here! "
Kuchulin put down his fishing rod and stood up. Then, he pretended to slap his thigh regretfully and said, "Ah, the fish escaped again!"
Sasaki, who was holding the lid of his iced black tea to see if there was a "second bottle" in the sun, said sarcastically with an Eternal toothpick in his mouth, "Tsk, if you can't catch it, just say it. Do we still have lunch today? Saber's barbecue is almost done! "
Lion King's hair stood on end when he heard that, and he went into protective mode.
"Ahem, everyone, be serious!" Red A gave face and immediately threw the military chess in his hand onto the chessboard. He stood up and called the lazy heroic spirits to be serious. Sasaki slammed the table and stood up, "Hey! You messed up the chessboard! "
Regarding my impression of Red A, I was wrong. How can you be shameless when you're playing military chess?
"Boss! Wait, Sōichirō and I have a few papers to go. Sōichirō, do you know this Osaka 10086? She put another 100 dollars on the papers. "
Ge Muyi shook his head, "I don't know her. Look for her 50... oh, 45 dollars."
The giant Hercules was still daydreaming. Maybe he was thinking of a loli who had left him.
In the end, it was still Artoria who was better. The Knight King's military training wasn't something that these ruffians, who were almost assimilated into soldiers, could compare to. The little lion resolutely left the barbeque rack with a sorrowful expression. He kept looking back at Berserker with every step he took, and then stood in front of me.
Well, you better go back. I'm starving for you.
"Gather! Gather! "The voice of a certain head of state resounded over the Heroic Spirit Lounge." Stop it! There's a mission! There's a mission today! That idiot Jingle ate the information stack area of the Tree of Yggdrasil and the Heroic Spirit Temple, so you didn't receive the transfer order. Alaya, throw the Cloud Piercing Arrow! "
The angel sister, "?"
"Idiot, send a message to call for help!"
After a hustle and bustle, the Heroic Spirits who were free all over Avalon used the energy nodes everywhere in this space to directly teleport to the Fairy Lake. The originally large space was immediately blocked by a large group of people. Rider even had to hang herself on a tree to find a place to stay. (Sister R, can't you play some games that have nothing to do with jumping?) At the same time, more Heroic Spirits were still teleporting from all directions. The paradise on earth had become a market.
"Oh... my Fairy Lake..."
Saber muttered to herself, the corner of her mouth glistening with oil.
As the Knight King who had extraordinary feelings for the word "Avalon," Artoria had already regarded this place as a replacement for her long-lost dream land, and Fairy Lake was the place that she felt closest to. Unfortunately, in this "Final Garden of Eden," no one had the guts to occupy a territory. No matter how regretful she was, she could only sigh.
"Cough, cough. Everyone, please be quiet." Facing these heroes from different eras, countries, and nations, I was overwhelmed with emotions. "The Dang Nation... cough, cough, the Empire needs you..."
"I'm sure everyone knows that something very troublesome has happened in the outside world. The tide of transmigration is surging, and this world is facing a huge challenge... Sasaki, did you spit out your toothpick... Yep, as the world's newest recruits to maintain order, don't you think it's time for you to show off your skills?"
Countless heroic spirits were stirred up, and they excitedly agreed — as if that would be strange!
None of the Heroic Spirits moved. They were used to receiving orders directly from Alaya or Gaia, so they were not used to my free gatherings.
"Ahem." I blushed and coughed awkwardly. "Alright, I'll get straight to the point. All of you are directly affiliated with the World Tree. Since all of you have passed the inspection period, I've decided to send you out. Remember, it's not to fight! It's to register outsiders! Find everyone who looks yellow in front of you and bring them to the City of Shadows. You can beat them up, but you are not allowed to affect the company's image. Now, anyone who is good at this kind of work can go register with Artemis... Artoria, stop eating! Then, there is the recently discovered problem. The immune function of the World Tree may have been partially shut down, and a spatial imbalance has occurred in some areas on the periphery of the solar system. I know that you were only Earth-level Keepers of Order before, and carrying out such a mission must be stressful, but this is also the time for the organization to test you. As an extension of the energy of the World Tree, you are more sensitive than any radar. Now, I will send a group of observers to the Kuiper Belt. Who is willing to go? "
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