RoleplayNovel Chapter 3879 For the sake of tonight's bright moon
Chapter 3879 For the sake of tonight's bright moon
Chapter 3879 For the sake of tonight's bright moon
The hotel's VIP room, "Heavenly Court," truly contained fresh dragon liver and phoenix marrow.
Even the peaches of immortality, which have an extremely long growth cycle, were displayed on a huge plate... Even though he had already lost all appetite, the [Emperor Ziwei] was still slightly stunned when he saw the table full of delicacies.
The immortals may indeed have lost their appetite... but that doesn't mean they don't like these delicacies of the immortals, does it?
This thing really does increase your mana, you know... Even at the level of the [Ziwei Emperor], the increase might not be as thick as a hair.
So, here comes the crucial question.
The food on this table was clearly only for him and Zhenwu; there was no food for Odin at all—now that Odin's place has been temporarily added, does this mean...?
The Emperor glanced at Miss 0081 with a subtle look.
But Miss 0081 had already started working, instructing the servants in the VIP room, "Prepare one more set according to the standards here."
[Emperor Ziwei] suppressed the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth and ultimately remained silent... Sigh, at such an old age, how come he still can't get rid of this face-saving, wasteful thing?
"Well then, esteemed guests, please enjoy your meal." Miss 0081 said respectfully, "The banquet has officially begun. Our manager will come to visit you personally later to extend his greetings."
close the door.
"Haha, thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty!" Since the God-King [Odin] has taken the initiative to come forward, it is only right and proper for him to express his gratitude.
[Emperor Ziwei] waved his hand calmly, "It's alright. Meeting is fate. Without this invitation, I don't know how many eras it would have taken for Lord Odin and me to have such a meeting."
The three of them sat down one by one and began to chat and laugh, and the atmosphere was fairly harmonious.
After all, Asgard is in the mythological realm, and it poses virtually no threat to the Heavenly Court... The area on which it depends for its livelihood is closer to the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Kingdom.
It's well known that the Mythological Realm has three major powers, but these three powers also share a tacit understanding: they should avoid contact with each other as much as possible. Because of this, there are many buffer zones between the three powers… and these are also the areas where beings like the Asgard realm can survive.
"I see that Lord Odin looks troubled. Has he encountered some trouble?" Zhenwu suddenly asked curiously.
This is a rhetorical question; he and the Emperor watched the entire invasion of Asgard... and in top-tier 8K quality!
"...Indeed, we encountered some minor troubles," the god-king Odin said casually. "But they have all been resolved."
Emperor Ziwei smiled slightly: "Your God Realm and my Heavenly Court are friendly neighbors. If Lord Odin has any problems that he cannot solve, we can discuss them together."
The God-King Odin chuckled, "Then thank you very much, Your Majesty. If the time comes, I will certainly not hesitate to ask."
—Speak up my ass!
Knowing full well that Asgard is closer to Heaven, if the Heavenly Expeditionary Force's war criminals find out about their close ties with the Heavenly Court, the next time the angelic legions might not just be "passing by"!
In fact, the god-king Odin was also troubled at this moment. This invasion had directly caused Asgard to lose more than half of its resources, and even the ultimate weapon, Ragnarok, had been destroyed!
The Divine Realm is now outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and it may very well fall from second-rate to third-rate.
There's no other way. After stealing the legend of "Wednesday," his base is practically empty. If he squanders it all, he might have to fight alone from now on...
Odin's original intention was to find an opportunity to meet Raguel of the Heavenly Kingdom... but before Raguel could even see him, Emperor Ziwei suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Judging from the words of this [Ziwei Emperor], it seems he intends to win them over... Should we secretly submit to the [Heavenly Court]?
"Hahaha, today is a banquet, the Lantern Festival, which is considered a traditional festival in the Heavenly Court!" Zhenwu suddenly raised his cup. "Drink, drink!"
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
……
In another VIP room... the walls were almost entirely covered with food sauce residue of various colors. The angels' brawl had definitely escalated to a rolling, hand-to-hand combat in the end.
When Manager Hathaway, dressed in a black evening gown, appeared in the VIP room of "Heaven," she was stunned for several seconds by the scene before her, which resembled a ukiyo-e painting—even though she had already heard about this place before entering.
The esteemed Lord Raguel was hiding under a high table, slowly slurping up some kind of sauce on his pasta, occasionally calling out, "Stop fighting!"
...It was very perfunctory.
Hathaway coughed lightly a few times at this moment.
Instantly, the VIP room seemed to freeze in time, as the two angels who were fighting looked at Hathaway in astonishment.
At this moment, the finger of the angel who initially launched the attack was still stuck in the angel of power's nostril...
Hathaway turned to look at Raguel, who was hiding under the table: "...Lord Raguel, what is this?"
While hastily and elegantly wiping the sauce off his face, Lord Raguel calmly said, "Oh, it's nothing. They're researching... it's about how to effectively strike an opponent when their abilities are ineffective."
“I see.” Hathaway nodded gently, as if she hadn’t seen the farce, and walked gracefully to Raguel.
The two angels stopped fighting and formed two separate formations.
Hathaway waved her hand, and instantly more than a dozen [Prayer] servants came in and quickly cleaned the room.
"You flatter me." [Raguel] didn't blush, maintaining an elegant and composed demeanor, before lowering his voice to say, "Please don't tell that person about this."
Hathaway understood immediately.
Although you have left Heaven and are no longer a free saint there... the Holy Angels only recognize you!
"It was my poor hospitality that caused the problem," Hathaway chuckled. "I'm already lucky that Lord Raguel didn't complain about me, so how could I dare to gossip?"
Raguel shook his head and said, "You are no longer a Prayer, there is no need for such respect to me... In any case, although the Kingdom of Heaven has been maintained, we have indeed let you down."
Hathaway's face was devoid of color.
The tears of the Prayer were completely shed the moment he was sold.
The room had been cleaned efficiently by the servants, and after offering toasts to everyone, Hathaway, as the host of the banquet, prepared to leave.
She greeted the two VIP rooms first... then came the main hall on the first floor, but she didn't go to each table one by one.
“Manager Hathaway, just a moment.” [Raguel] suddenly called out, “There’s something, it’s personal of mine.”
Hathaway glanced around, and her assistants immediately stepped aside.
"[Raguel] Please speak freely."
[Raguel] said seriously, "I want to find out whereabouts of someone, and after thinking it over, you guys are the most suitable... The hotel should also provide missing person services, right?"
“Of course.” Hathaway smiled slightly. “The hotel will fulfill any request from its customers. However, Lord Raguel should know… the rules.”
“I need to find Medanzo’s whereabouts,” Raguel said directly. “This guy left on his own… You can name your price, and if it’s reasonable, I’ll ask you to take action. Of course, if you don’t know how to set a price, you can go find… Joan of Arc.”
【Medanzo】has been gone from home for some time now. Not only did it run away on its own, it even kidnapped 【Our Lady】as well.
If this kid hides, not many people will be able to find him—at least the Angel Legion has found nothing so far.
Hathaway said calmly, "Yes, I will report this to you as soon as possible, Miss. Please wait a moment, Lord Raguel, and I will notify you as soon as I have any news."
"Thanks."
……
When she met with the "Emperor Ziwei" next, Hathaway's behavior became much more formulaic.
This wasn't the first time Emperor Ziwei had met Hathaway... Knowing that the hotel owner wouldn't be showing up tonight, Emperor Ziwei wasn't in the mood for much conversation.
Odin, the king of the gods, seemed hesitant to speak, but before he could figure out Hathaway's true nature, he decided to hold off on provoking her.
After all, even the [Ziwei Emperor] was so polite to this manager...
After Hathaway left, the god-king Odin tentatively asked, "Your Majesty was quite polite to this hotel manager; could he be someone you know?"
[Emperor Ziwei] said calmly, "It's nothing. It just so happens that I was the first guest here, so Manager Hathaway personally received me... Actually, we're not that familiar with each other."
—Damn, that smell is so strong!
Odin, the God-King, harbored some dissatisfaction but remained outwardly calm as he said, "By the way, when we were on the first floor, I heard that the shopkeeper seemed to have been replaced... Is this true or not? As a distinguished guest here, Your Majesty must know some inside information, right?"
—I've lived here for so long, spent all my money, and still haven't seen anything...and I even got a random beating for no reason!
Emperor Ziwei chuckled, “Lord Odin, please be patient. The mystery will be revealed when the auction officially begins... Wouldn't that make it even more mysterious?”
"...Drink, drink, this humble god toasts you!"
……
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Achoo!
Jin Shi rubbed his itchy nose. "Huh? It sounds like someone's cursing at me?"
Chen Mingming glanced at him expressionlessly... Well, to be honest, this "senior's" drinking manners weren't very good. He and Jin Shi barely exchanged words; he just drank in silence the whole time.
"Senior Kintoki, I still have some work to finish at [Mount Sugokami], so I can't keep you company any longer. I'll treat you next time."
"Then you definitely won't do it again!" Jin Shi rolled his triangular eyes. "Don't you know how to leave money for the next time when you treat people to a meal!"
"..." Chen Mingming glanced helplessly at the penguin bartender and quickly said, "Next time, Senior Kintoki, just put the drinks on my tab."
"Yes, sir." The bartender nodded with a smile.
"I suddenly realized that you're actually fucking promising!" Jin Shi was stunned by the other party's generosity... Are all the newcomers this generous?
What kind of people were those before? They were all so stingy!
"Excuse me." Chen Mingming left immediately.
"Let's go, let's go, this is boring." Jin Shi waved his hand impatiently.
Inside the bar, only Kintoki and the penguin bartender were staring at each other... As for the brat, Kintoki would ignore him.
"Fat penguin, come have a couple of drinks with me!"
“Lord Kintoki, I’m not allowed to drink alcohol while working,” the Penguin Bartender quickly said. “Otherwise, if Manager Hathaway finds out, she’ll dock my pay.”
Jin Shi grinned and pinched the penguin bartender's middle-parted hair. "If I don't tell, and you don't tell, who will know? So what if it's Hathaway? She still calls me 'Sir', doesn't she? Believe me, if this woman stood here, I could slap her twice, and she'd still be all smiles to me!"
"...Lord Kintoki, I'm actually allergic to alcohol!"
Kintoki grabbed a bottle of some unknown substance from the cabinet, bit off the cork, and poured it directly into the penguin's mouth.
"I...I...I can't take it anymore, I...ah...it's too intense..."
"Hahahahahahaha!!!"
This is already a drunken outburst.
The little devil sighed softly, silently picked up some snacks and juice, and walked towards a corner seat—just then, a figure appeared in front of the bar.
The little devil subconsciously looked up and saw a tall and outstanding man dressed in white with a crystal mask on his face.
Their eyes met.
The man in white looked down at the little ghost with some curiosity and asked, "You're not Black Soul, so why are you here?"
The little devil subconsciously pointed at Kintoki, who was trying to force a problem on the bar, and then quietly walked to a corner and sat down.
The man in white didn't seem to care.
He only came because he had nothing else to do... After all, the Lantern Festival has a special meaning for him, and how can he be accompanied by the bright moon without fine wine?
It's a pity that I'm all alone.
"I never expected that the Soul Envoys these days would be such trash. It's truly disappointing." The man in white sighed softly. "Each generation is worse than the last."
"Huh??" Jin Shi suddenly turned his head, and upon seeing the other person, his limited brain cells couldn't recall when the [Shop] had ever had such a guy. "Who the hell are you?"
"Me?" the man in white said calmly, "Just a wandering ghost. Just think of me as a grumbling old man... Waiter, do you have any wine?"
The penguin bartender was already dizzy and seeing double, so he didn't answer at all.
The man in white frowned slightly and shook his head. "Boring."
He turned and left immediately.
Suddenly, as if possessed, Jin Shi unleashed a punch at the back of the man in white, yelling, "Damn it, don't ignore me! Say your first sentence again if you dare!"
The man in white simply stretched out one hand and easily grabbed Kintoki's wrist.
Kintoki felt a sudden dizziness, and when he came to his senses, he had already fallen heavily to the ground. He instantly sobered up a bit, and then flew into a rage, "Kusottare!"
Whoosh-!
A flash of cold light appeared as the white-clad man, holding a semi-transparent light gun, pierced the floor next to Kintoki's cheek.
"It's about time..." Jin Shi's pupils contracted sharply as he fully regained consciousness, exclaiming in surprise, "Who exactly are you?"
"Gao Chang Gong." The man in white put away his spear, his robes fluttering, and turned to leave. "You attacked me from behind, which is a death sentence... But for the sake of the bright moon tonight, I will spare you this time."
In his time, soul messengers... could devour each other.
Jin Shi sat on the ground in a daze, then suddenly his whole body trembled slightly. He raised his palm, his serrated teeth bared, "I really want to kill this guy... Gao Chang Gong, ha, I'll remember you!"
--excited!
—This is the first time I've ever been this excited!