After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 567 - 226: The Night Sky is Beautiful Tonight_2

Chapter 567: Chapter 226: The Night Sky is Beautiful Tonight_2

But this was very normal, the Goddess of Salvation had possibly been born less than a week ago, and she really didn’t have any complex thoughts.

It was at this moment.

"Teacher, this is delicious!" The Goddess of Salvation’s eyes suddenly lit up, as she passed the pudding from her plate, causing Ahtal and Yasiraqi, who were chatting beside her, to stop their conversation. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Xi Mu took the offered plate and then set it down on the table, afterward pulling out a napkin from thin air, and said to the Goddess of Salvation, "Mind your manners, you are a goddess."

"Okay." The Goddess of Salvation took the napkin and wiped her mouth, then continued to focus her attention on the table.

"Being so kind to the Goddess of Salvation doesn’t really fit with your stance." Yasiraqi glanced at the Goddess of Salvation, well aware of Ahtal’s identity. If one day the Goddess of Salvation grew up, she would surely become Ahtal’s enemy, yet Ahtal was overly indulgent with her.

"Salvation should be everyone’s stance," Xi Mu said, then his gaze fell on a potential future— a scene where the Goddess of Salvation, in a world of ash with nothing left, swung the Salvation Holy Sword at him.

But this was merely a possibility for the future unless he himself chose such a future, wanting to see the Goddess of Salvation fall into despair. Otherwise, this scene would never happen.

"Including you?" Yasiraqi asked, as she saw Xi Mu glance at the Goddess of Salvation, who was quietly eating pudding with her head buried in her chest.

He sipped some red wine and said, "This is supposed to be a joyful banquet, discussing this is meaningless. Let’s talk about it another time when we have a moment."

"That’s true." Yasiraqi chuckled lightly, her calf slightly raised under the table, touching Ahtal’s leg.

Her ruby-like eyes revealed a hint of drunkenness. "If I get drunk tonight, you’ll have to take responsibility for sending me back."

"Jed hasn’t even . . . " His words were cut off, as Xi Mu saw Jed raise his hand to cover his forehead, giving him an apologetic look.

"Boss, I might have drunk a bit too much, too." Jed clasped his hands in apology, then grabbed the glass of red wine and gulped down a big mouthful before pouring himself another large glass.

In fact, she was very grateful to Yasiraqi, even though she was very much aware that Yasiraqi’s preferential treatment was all due to Ahtal. But the favor was so substantial that it was unimaginable for a lower-tier mercenary in her lifetime. She had been given a house she could never afford, a generous allowance every month to spend as she wished without having to work, and even her friends had been arranged in decent positions.

This favor was enough for her to cooperate with Yasiraqi’s actions. If it were her friends repaying such a favor, they would likely not hesitate to offer up their own wives. And now, all she needed to do was pretend to be drunk.

"Okay, I will take responsibility for sending those who get drunk back home," Xi Mu nodded and agreed, then clinked his glass lightly with Yasiraqi’s.

The two talked for a long time, about trivial matters as well as ways to save the world, and the movements of witches and demons.

However, they weren’t really concerned about the content of their conversation; they were just enjoying the process of the exchange, regardless of the topics discussed.

After a long while.

The delicacies on the table were finished.

Yasiraqi drained the red wine in her glass, then looked at Jed, who was sprawled over the table. She neglected a critical point: after seizing the power of the Red Dragon, not only had her strength increased but her alcohol tolerance as well. She hadn’t gotten drunk despite drinking quite a lot, and her consciousness was still very clear.

Of course, she could still pretend to be drunk. As a princess of Sky City, she had been trained in such matters, and ordinary people could not tell. But undoubtedly, it was impossible to deceive Ahtal, and for her to let Ahtal take her away while fully conscious was quite embarrassing—if she had been genuinely inebriated, it wouldn’t have been as bad.

"Jed is already drunk," Xi Mu put down his glass, walked over to Jed, who was leaning on the table, and picked her up by the waist.

He smiled at Yasiraqi and said, "Then, as promised, let me take her back."

"I’ll take you to Jed’s room," Yasiraqi showed a slightly helpless expression, next time she would have to prepare the kind of wine that would get ordinary people drunk with just one drink.

Xi Mu nodded gently, then turned to the Goddess of Salvation and asked, "Are you planning to stay here tonight or return to the Lakefront Mansion?"

The Goddess of Salvation thought for a moment, then looked at Yasiraqi again, weighed the pros and cons, and said, "I want to go back to the Lakefront Mansion."

Compared to staying in the unfamiliar Sky City, she preferred to spend time with the Goddess of Plague and Shark Girl Kaschte. After all, her teacher wouldn’t stay with her overnight, but the Goddess of Plague would tell her bedtime stories, and Shark Girl Kaschte would take her out to play. Therefore, she preferred to spend the night at the Lakefront Mansion.

"Okay." Xi Mu’s pupils flashed red, and in an instant, the Goddess of Salvation disappeared from where she sat at the table. He himself also preferred to let the Goddess of Salvation spend more time with the Goddess of Plague, as it would help her grow.

"Such a convenient power," Yasiraqi remarked before she left the room with Ahtal.

After a while.

Xi Mu, carrying Jed around the waist, placed him on the bed, then exchanged a glance with Yasiraqi, and the two of them left the room together.

In the corridor filled with night.

Walking side by side, they were very close, their hands touching each other, the sounds of their breathing clearly audible.

Yasiraqi felt her heartbeat quickening, her body temperature rising, her delicate face blushing. Normally she hated hesitating and thought she would confess boldly when she met someone she liked, without acting coy like a young girl. But in reality, when faced with the moment, she didn’t display the decisiveness of her past, and instead felt anxious.

If she had been truly drunk, she wouldn’t be so nervous.

Just then.

Xi Mu stopped in front of a door, his hand on the doorknob, and turned to Yasiraqi, saying, "Oh, about the change in you today." He looked at Yasiraqi, whose cheeks were slightly red, and sincerely complimented, "You look even more beautiful today."

"Really?" Yasiraqi adjusted her mindset, ran her fingers through her bangs, and said in her usual tone, "Is it not said..."

"Perhaps it’s the moonlight making things clearer." Xi Mu explained briefly, then turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

This was his room.

"Wait." Yasiraqi grabbed Ahtal’s sleeve, facing his puzzled look, she pursed her lips: "Walk with me for a while."

"Okay." Xi Mu closed the door, accompanying Yasiraqi on a walk until they reached the garden, strolling under the moonlight.

Meanwhile.

"To hesitate now..." Siegfried sat cross-legged atop the castle, watching his daughter walk in the garden with a man. He couldn’t help shaking his head, although he didn’t intend to intervene and teach his daughter.

But moments later.

"Ah... she’s finally mustered up the courage." He laughed, clapping his hands, his pupils reflecting the scene of his daughter, taking the initiative to wrap her arms around Ahtal’s waist and kiss him.

"Perhaps tonight there will be an heir for Sky City." With that, he turned and walked away, not intending to watch any longer.

He left it to the young couple to handle themselves. Although calling the King of Ash "young" was a bit... odd, according to his daughter Yasiraqi, it was fine to refer to the King of Ash as a youth, although his astounding talents made people overlook his age.

...

The window shut, leaving only a slight gap.

The moonlight silver penetrated through, vaguely visible as a red dress slid down snowy skin, followed by a sapphire necklace falling, and then a fleeting, enchanting figure who seemed to push a man down onto the bed.