In one day, a mere retail investors can turn the world and cause storms when they first enter the stock market. Not only does it acquire one-third of the entire Venice industry, but it is also a terrifying miracle that acquires the property rights of the stock exchange...
The witch of money of greed and desire, but the eighth-level battle angel under the goddess of Pity made her reputation resound throughout the world in such a notorious way.
Those girls under Master Yubayi returned the contract of their property to them. Even if they were all paid back, they were just a drop in the bucket of money that the Angel of War made on the stock exchange in the morning. She was still the witch of money, the witch of greed and desire, which occupied one-third of Venice's industries.
Who would have thought of our greedy and desire-the witch of money.Sphinx inserted his waist, stretched out his sharp nail-fiber index finger and savored the battle angel's chin. Annie looked shy and endured the teasing of the other party. He would actually give the shares he got to the girls with compassion~
I am the eighth-level battle angel under the goddess's command, so I am not a money witch!Annie defended shamefully. She could not have thought that she would have earned so much assets by accident, and she would have never thought that as an angel, she would have left the reputation of being a witch among mortals one day. This made her feel ashamed. Those girls lost their property and it was natural to return the shares to them.
Sphinx looked stern and said: Oh, this is not right. Even if they lose their property and live a pity, it is their own fault. If everyone in the world is like you, just because they see others' life, they will return the shares they have finally obtained intact. Will they still do business in the world?Have you been able to survive?
This, maybe... maybe... After listening to Sphinx's words and her own common sense, she had to recognize Sphinx's words with difficulty. She held a lot of assets left and watched the figures of those girls who were free to disappear into the darkness.
Am I really doing something wrong?The war angel's mood is uneasy, and the reason of business is in conflict with the angel's sensibility.
Don’t think about these troublesome things~ There are so many delicious and fun~ Sphinx, Sphinx!Come quickly!
At this moment, she had long golden hair and fluffy cat ears, wearing a silk white sleeveless dress, which set off her fair and slender hands wrapped around a blue gauze scarf, with a golden waistband on her body and classical sandals. Behind her was a girl with golden tail standing on tiptoe to look at the prosperous night market in Venice, drooling happily. The girl raised her lotus sandals and led the index finger of Sphinx, teasing the war angel, and walked forward.
Unlike the Pan-Continental Goddess Orthodox Church to which Anniece belongs, Best is the patron saint born from the tribal faith in Sphinx's hometown. At present, in order to prevent himself from falling into the influence of enslaved believers, he chose to actively seal the body and travel with him.
He was sealed all the way to Venice. With a large amount of assets earned by the Battle Angel stock trading, when he saw the flowery world at night in Venice, Best, who had been suffocated, could no longer bear it.
Without Best's guardian seal as the guardian saint, Sphinx, who was originally a lion-tailed orc, had a white light shining on his body, and he turned back to his original hideous and domineering demonic image.
Sphinx saw Best and said anxiously: Best, what are you doing here!Come back soon!
Best pouted: I don't want it. The outside world is so fun, so I'll come out~
Sphinx touched the magic horn that had been missing on his head for a long time, and still led his index finger away by Best, sighing: Hey, how could there be such a naughty little thing in my family... Hey hey Ah!
Who is younger?Best kicked Sphinx in dissatisfaction and kicked her head. She was not young among girls, at least taller than Yongfeng Ningchun. Anyway, Sphinx seems to be a little bit small. You are so young, you have no conscience and have the courage to say, "My mother, I'm watching your mother feed you, your big eater bit by bit. Do you believe it or not, I'll tell you about your glorious deeds in the past?"
AhAhAh, okay, Lord Best, you can buy everything you like, alas...
Ouye!Best, a cat god girl from the Persian clan, regarded her tribe as a queen who swept across the eight deserts and unified the orc tribes, as a bag-carrying slave, and bought it with a large check given by the war angel.
The five people went shopping and divided into two groups. Annie and Sphinx followed Best to the night market in the south of the city, while Nayi and Yongfeng Ningchun went to the west of the city.
After the two of them had enough money from the Battle Angel, they first went to the blacksmith shop.
Nayi first handed over the black sword and shield behind her to the blacksmith and asked her to help her repair it.
The blacksmith picked up the black sword and black shield and looked at it, frowned and said: What did these two things... have they been burned to make them look like this.
Nayi's eyes dodged, and she stroked the holy patterns imprinted on her lower abdomen with a complicated expression. She looked up and asked anxiously at the blacksmith: Uncle, can they be repaired?
It is possible to repair it. Judging from the material, these two things are of excellent quality. After that, they seemed to be calcined by some strange flame, which made its original performance a little more. I just polished the surface and repaired it... but I can't change the color.
Nayi paid the money to thank: Then I'll bother uncle!
The blacksmith took the purse, looked happy, and was in a good mood, and said: You can pick up these two things tomorrow morning. Girl, if you want other things in our store, please take a look.
Her dagger and round shield, as her main weapon, have been damaged in past battles. Nayi looked around and happily picked two excellent textured fine steel daggers and steel-inlaid oak round shields, and then she fell in love with a beautiful set of scale armor.
The blacksmith followed Nayi's gaze and immediately boasted: The material of this scale-skinned armor was made of the skin of a ferocious marine monster. Last year, Venice and Byzantine Navy fought, and this beast was so desperate that it was mixed into the battlefield. His skin was invulnerable and arrows were infiltrated. The navy suffered heavy losses and was finally killed by dozens of cannons. After the victory of that battle, the beast's body was dragged back by our young man in Venice. The mayor ordered the blacksmiths in the city to customize a batch of "sea scale armor" made of this beast's skin for the most elite veterans of the navy. This proud work was made after the order was made. I kept it for the souvenirs, and it cannot be sold.
Seeing that Bao was anxious, Nayi asked: Do you refuse to sell it no matter how much money?
The blacksmith's eyes turned and he quoted a very high price.
I bought it!
Seeing the large amount on the check, it was the witch of money of greed and desire
The blacksmith was shocked when Annie's name was shocked. He immediately took out his armor and presented it with him, and gave him a lot of necessary travel utensils and extra services. After receiving this check, he returned the purse to Nayi tremblingly.
Hoho!Yongfeng Ningchun also changed into a steel fighting arm armor and leg armor, plus a flame-red pleated war skirt armor. After saying goodbye to the old equipment that had been with him for many years with tears on his face, Yongfeng Ningchun, who had replaced the cannon, immediately used a set of thirty-six-way Tan Leg Techniques. The tigers and tigers were full of wind, and the world changed color. Many weapons arranged by the blacksmith shop swayed in the wind on the shelf, and the ping-pong sounded. The blacksmith was so scared that he hugged his head and shrank under the counter.
Nayi, who had changed into sea scale armor, came over and said with a smile: Ning Chun, have you picked something you like?
After using a set of martial arts, Yongfeng Ning Chun, who was also completely refreshed, said happily: Yes!It is worthy of being a big city, it is much more sophisticated than ours. It is better to have money!
Alas, this is Annie's money. You should thank her when you go back. You can't spend money indiscriminately.
Yes~ Sister, let’s go to the opposite house again. There seems to be good-looking underwear there~
Eh, eh?Good-looking underwear... Wait, wait for Ning Chun!Before Ning Chun could react, Nayi was pulled to the opposite clothing store before she could react.
So happy!Sphinx generously bit off a large piece of roast chicken leg meat, and then held the wine bottle and poured a whole bottle, but he was not at all drunk.
In the south of the city, in a magnificently decorated restaurant, the tabletops are full of all kinds of clean expensive wine and food, and the table is filled with large bags and small bags brought from outside. The queen, who is a bag slave for her own cat god, can finally relax and drink and eat meat in big bowls. It is such a long time since she is so happy.
Best caressed his swollen belly, leaning against the chair with dimples on his cheeks, shaking his limbs with a silly smile.
Come again~ Drink again~ Best was actually drunk. It seems that even the patron saint of orcs may not be able to drink like most orcs.
Annie Ess also ate a lot for these two Annie Ess at the front desk, but it was mainly Sphinx, the big eater, who checked out for this unprecedented luxury dinner.
This is the number in total.The front desk waiter gave an astronomical figure with a bad expression. Judging from the poor three people who came to the store together, they didn't look like rich people. If it weren't for his professional qualities and the big orc who seemed to be difficult to mess with, he would have driven people long ago.
Eating a tycoon meal is another matter, so he can be called a city security group.
After hearing this astronomical number to ordinary people, Annie just nodded, and filled in his name on the check and handed it over: Okay, I'll give it to you.
The waiter took the check and glanced at the daimyo signed on the check. His eyes were abrupt, his legs were sifted, and his teeth were trembling. He repeatedly looked up at the increasingly confused beautiful face of the blond girl in front of him. Finally, he shouted, kneeled down to kiss the tip of his shoes in Annie's horrified gaze.
It turned out that the boss came to Ah!It’s all my fault that I didn’t recognize you and dared to collect your money. I’m so sorry. No matter how much you eat, you won’t get a penny here. It’s unlimited. You can eat as much as you want!
It turned out that among the shares acquired by Annie in the morning, there was this big restaurant in Zhenglong. She owned 90% of the restaurant, and the entire restaurant was almost her private property. How could he, a working person, have the courage to collect money from his boss?
Ah, who came here, except for the boss and her friends, clean up the idle people, closed early today!
Annie was extremely ashamed and quickly helped the kneeling waiter. Then the store manager and more waiters also came to saddle their cheap boss with a smile. Annie was unable to struggle and drowned in the crowd.
Need not!How can this be...Wow AhAh!
Come again~ Drink again~ Best, the drunken patron saint of Persian clan, swayed his limbs with a silly smile, without any awareness of being a god.
Sphinx drank a large bottle of wine, and there was one more empty bottle under his feet. After so much wine, Sphinx, the queen of the orcs who crisscross the Eastern Prairie and with demonic blood, felt slightly dizzy. Looking at Best lying on the chair, Sphinx couldn't help laughing and said: This kitten got drunk after drinking a few bottles. It's so bad.
Me, I heard it, Sphinx~ Let's talk nonsense again... I'll punch you for Sechmet's little fist... The drunk Best raised his pink fist and waved it a few times like a furious kitten. When he almost fell down when he remembered, Sphinx laughed and reached out to hold her, letting her lie in the spare place on the table.
Sekmet, Sphinx's adoptive mother who had passed away for many years, and Best, the fake and serious patron saint of the clan, these two who accompanied Sphinx since childhood were the softest parts of her strong and proud body.
Sekhmet has no blood relationship with her, but she is both a strict father and a kind mother. She has difficulty shouldering the responsibilities of these two different identities at the same time during the long nomadic life.
She died, her adoptive mother died, while her daughter lost both mother and father at the same time, which made her feel lost and unknown.
And Best, a dumb, stupid, always saying that he wants to be the guardian of his master, but he is like a fool sister who is always easy to be played with and applaud. How important is it? And it is such a guy who is dumb and dumb but holds his head in his arms on the day his mother passed away... There is also such a day.
The wine is not drunk, but it is drunk by itself. As a god, he actually makes himself drunk. Looking at Best lying on the table, Sphinx sighed and stroked her golden hair.
Best is the patron saint of the Persian clan, and the believers of the clan are the source of her faith. Now the believers are enslaved by the enemy, and as a god born from prayer, she is becoming increasingly degenerate...
I really don't want to be a useless patron saint anymore...
The drunk girl cried out in dismay.
Sphinx sighed, stroked the girl's hair with his big hands and said: What are you talking about? You are everyone's god.
Obviously, I am everyone's patron saint... Obviously, everyone is suffering... But I can't do anything. What's the use of being such a useless patron saint... I'm such a useless thing...
OK OK OK, stop talking about Ah, my Best is the best.Sphinx looked at Best, who was blaming himself with distress, moved the chair over, held her in his arms and whispered comfort.
Woo...Sechmet...Everyone...I miss you so much...
……
Sphinx silently waited for the girl named Best. She was too tired and probably was going to sleep.
However, something unexpected happened to Sphinx.
I'm not a god anymore!The sanity of Best suddenly jumped up and stood on the table. I will never be such a useless patron saint!
Sphinx was shocked: You are talking nonsense again. You are the patron saint of our clan. How can you say that you are not good at it?
Best is a god and the patron saint of their family.
Even if Sphinx, who was so arrogant in his dream every night, grabbed his feet and pressed him to the ground, and slammed his heel and injected his faith into the moment of pregnancy, she never questioned that Best, who had accompanied her since childhood, was the patron saint of their Persian clan.
I don’t want to be a god, I don’t want it!Best, who was drunk, stubbornly jumped on the table like a child.
Sphinx said with a stern face: There must be a patron saint of our Persian clan in this world.
As a result, anyone who was angry, Best pointed at Sphinx's nose and shouted: Then, if you like this useless patron saint, just be like this, I will not do it!
you
As soon as he finished speaking, a sacred light appeared on Best's body, and it shot towards Sphinx in his surprised gaze, completely covering her proud body...
The witch of money of greed and desire, but the eighth-level battle angel under the goddess of Pity made her reputation resound throughout the world in such a notorious way.
Those girls under Master Yubayi returned the contract of their property to them. Even if they were all paid back, they were just a drop in the bucket of money that the Angel of War made on the stock exchange in the morning. She was still the witch of money, the witch of greed and desire, which occupied one-third of Venice's industries.
Who would have thought of our greedy and desire-the witch of money.Sphinx inserted his waist, stretched out his sharp nail-fiber index finger and savored the battle angel's chin. Annie looked shy and endured the teasing of the other party. He would actually give the shares he got to the girls with compassion~
I am the eighth-level battle angel under the goddess's command, so I am not a money witch!Annie defended shamefully. She could not have thought that she would have earned so much assets by accident, and she would have never thought that as an angel, she would have left the reputation of being a witch among mortals one day. This made her feel ashamed. Those girls lost their property and it was natural to return the shares to them.
Sphinx looked stern and said: Oh, this is not right. Even if they lose their property and live a pity, it is their own fault. If everyone in the world is like you, just because they see others' life, they will return the shares they have finally obtained intact. Will they still do business in the world?Have you been able to survive?
This, maybe... maybe... After listening to Sphinx's words and her own common sense, she had to recognize Sphinx's words with difficulty. She held a lot of assets left and watched the figures of those girls who were free to disappear into the darkness.
Am I really doing something wrong?The war angel's mood is uneasy, and the reason of business is in conflict with the angel's sensibility.
Don’t think about these troublesome things~ There are so many delicious and fun~ Sphinx, Sphinx!Come quickly!
At this moment, she had long golden hair and fluffy cat ears, wearing a silk white sleeveless dress, which set off her fair and slender hands wrapped around a blue gauze scarf, with a golden waistband on her body and classical sandals. Behind her was a girl with golden tail standing on tiptoe to look at the prosperous night market in Venice, drooling happily. The girl raised her lotus sandals and led the index finger of Sphinx, teasing the war angel, and walked forward.
Unlike the Pan-Continental Goddess Orthodox Church to which Anniece belongs, Best is the patron saint born from the tribal faith in Sphinx's hometown. At present, in order to prevent himself from falling into the influence of enslaved believers, he chose to actively seal the body and travel with him.
He was sealed all the way to Venice. With a large amount of assets earned by the Battle Angel stock trading, when he saw the flowery world at night in Venice, Best, who had been suffocated, could no longer bear it.
Without Best's guardian seal as the guardian saint, Sphinx, who was originally a lion-tailed orc, had a white light shining on his body, and he turned back to his original hideous and domineering demonic image.
Sphinx saw Best and said anxiously: Best, what are you doing here!Come back soon!
Best pouted: I don't want it. The outside world is so fun, so I'll come out~
Sphinx touched the magic horn that had been missing on his head for a long time, and still led his index finger away by Best, sighing: Hey, how could there be such a naughty little thing in my family... Hey hey Ah!
Who is younger?Best kicked Sphinx in dissatisfaction and kicked her head. She was not young among girls, at least taller than Yongfeng Ningchun. Anyway, Sphinx seems to be a little bit small. You are so young, you have no conscience and have the courage to say, "My mother, I'm watching your mother feed you, your big eater bit by bit. Do you believe it or not, I'll tell you about your glorious deeds in the past?"
AhAhAh, okay, Lord Best, you can buy everything you like, alas...
Ouye!Best, a cat god girl from the Persian clan, regarded her tribe as a queen who swept across the eight deserts and unified the orc tribes, as a bag-carrying slave, and bought it with a large check given by the war angel.
The five people went shopping and divided into two groups. Annie and Sphinx followed Best to the night market in the south of the city, while Nayi and Yongfeng Ningchun went to the west of the city.
After the two of them had enough money from the Battle Angel, they first went to the blacksmith shop.
Nayi first handed over the black sword and shield behind her to the blacksmith and asked her to help her repair it.
The blacksmith picked up the black sword and black shield and looked at it, frowned and said: What did these two things... have they been burned to make them look like this.
Nayi's eyes dodged, and she stroked the holy patterns imprinted on her lower abdomen with a complicated expression. She looked up and asked anxiously at the blacksmith: Uncle, can they be repaired?
It is possible to repair it. Judging from the material, these two things are of excellent quality. After that, they seemed to be calcined by some strange flame, which made its original performance a little more. I just polished the surface and repaired it... but I can't change the color.
Nayi paid the money to thank: Then I'll bother uncle!
The blacksmith took the purse, looked happy, and was in a good mood, and said: You can pick up these two things tomorrow morning. Girl, if you want other things in our store, please take a look.
Her dagger and round shield, as her main weapon, have been damaged in past battles. Nayi looked around and happily picked two excellent textured fine steel daggers and steel-inlaid oak round shields, and then she fell in love with a beautiful set of scale armor.
The blacksmith followed Nayi's gaze and immediately boasted: The material of this scale-skinned armor was made of the skin of a ferocious marine monster. Last year, Venice and Byzantine Navy fought, and this beast was so desperate that it was mixed into the battlefield. His skin was invulnerable and arrows were infiltrated. The navy suffered heavy losses and was finally killed by dozens of cannons. After the victory of that battle, the beast's body was dragged back by our young man in Venice. The mayor ordered the blacksmiths in the city to customize a batch of "sea scale armor" made of this beast's skin for the most elite veterans of the navy. This proud work was made after the order was made. I kept it for the souvenirs, and it cannot be sold.
Seeing that Bao was anxious, Nayi asked: Do you refuse to sell it no matter how much money?
The blacksmith's eyes turned and he quoted a very high price.
I bought it!
Seeing the large amount on the check, it was the witch of money of greed and desire
The blacksmith was shocked when Annie's name was shocked. He immediately took out his armor and presented it with him, and gave him a lot of necessary travel utensils and extra services. After receiving this check, he returned the purse to Nayi tremblingly.
Hoho!Yongfeng Ningchun also changed into a steel fighting arm armor and leg armor, plus a flame-red pleated war skirt armor. After saying goodbye to the old equipment that had been with him for many years with tears on his face, Yongfeng Ningchun, who had replaced the cannon, immediately used a set of thirty-six-way Tan Leg Techniques. The tigers and tigers were full of wind, and the world changed color. Many weapons arranged by the blacksmith shop swayed in the wind on the shelf, and the ping-pong sounded. The blacksmith was so scared that he hugged his head and shrank under the counter.
Nayi, who had changed into sea scale armor, came over and said with a smile: Ning Chun, have you picked something you like?
After using a set of martial arts, Yongfeng Ning Chun, who was also completely refreshed, said happily: Yes!It is worthy of being a big city, it is much more sophisticated than ours. It is better to have money!
Alas, this is Annie's money. You should thank her when you go back. You can't spend money indiscriminately.
Yes~ Sister, let’s go to the opposite house again. There seems to be good-looking underwear there~
Eh, eh?Good-looking underwear... Wait, wait for Ning Chun!Before Ning Chun could react, Nayi was pulled to the opposite clothing store before she could react.
So happy!Sphinx generously bit off a large piece of roast chicken leg meat, and then held the wine bottle and poured a whole bottle, but he was not at all drunk.
In the south of the city, in a magnificently decorated restaurant, the tabletops are full of all kinds of clean expensive wine and food, and the table is filled with large bags and small bags brought from outside. The queen, who is a bag slave for her own cat god, can finally relax and drink and eat meat in big bowls. It is such a long time since she is so happy.
Best caressed his swollen belly, leaning against the chair with dimples on his cheeks, shaking his limbs with a silly smile.
Come again~ Drink again~ Best was actually drunk. It seems that even the patron saint of orcs may not be able to drink like most orcs.
Annie Ess also ate a lot for these two Annie Ess at the front desk, but it was mainly Sphinx, the big eater, who checked out for this unprecedented luxury dinner.
This is the number in total.The front desk waiter gave an astronomical figure with a bad expression. Judging from the poor three people who came to the store together, they didn't look like rich people. If it weren't for his professional qualities and the big orc who seemed to be difficult to mess with, he would have driven people long ago.
Eating a tycoon meal is another matter, so he can be called a city security group.
After hearing this astronomical number to ordinary people, Annie just nodded, and filled in his name on the check and handed it over: Okay, I'll give it to you.
The waiter took the check and glanced at the daimyo signed on the check. His eyes were abrupt, his legs were sifted, and his teeth were trembling. He repeatedly looked up at the increasingly confused beautiful face of the blond girl in front of him. Finally, he shouted, kneeled down to kiss the tip of his shoes in Annie's horrified gaze.
It turned out that the boss came to Ah!It’s all my fault that I didn’t recognize you and dared to collect your money. I’m so sorry. No matter how much you eat, you won’t get a penny here. It’s unlimited. You can eat as much as you want!
It turned out that among the shares acquired by Annie in the morning, there was this big restaurant in Zhenglong. She owned 90% of the restaurant, and the entire restaurant was almost her private property. How could he, a working person, have the courage to collect money from his boss?
Ah, who came here, except for the boss and her friends, clean up the idle people, closed early today!
Annie was extremely ashamed and quickly helped the kneeling waiter. Then the store manager and more waiters also came to saddle their cheap boss with a smile. Annie was unable to struggle and drowned in the crowd.
Need not!How can this be...Wow AhAh!
Come again~ Drink again~ Best, the drunken patron saint of Persian clan, swayed his limbs with a silly smile, without any awareness of being a god.
Sphinx drank a large bottle of wine, and there was one more empty bottle under his feet. After so much wine, Sphinx, the queen of the orcs who crisscross the Eastern Prairie and with demonic blood, felt slightly dizzy. Looking at Best lying on the chair, Sphinx couldn't help laughing and said: This kitten got drunk after drinking a few bottles. It's so bad.
Me, I heard it, Sphinx~ Let's talk nonsense again... I'll punch you for Sechmet's little fist... The drunk Best raised his pink fist and waved it a few times like a furious kitten. When he almost fell down when he remembered, Sphinx laughed and reached out to hold her, letting her lie in the spare place on the table.
Sekmet, Sphinx's adoptive mother who had passed away for many years, and Best, the fake and serious patron saint of the clan, these two who accompanied Sphinx since childhood were the softest parts of her strong and proud body.
Sekhmet has no blood relationship with her, but she is both a strict father and a kind mother. She has difficulty shouldering the responsibilities of these two different identities at the same time during the long nomadic life.
She died, her adoptive mother died, while her daughter lost both mother and father at the same time, which made her feel lost and unknown.
And Best, a dumb, stupid, always saying that he wants to be the guardian of his master, but he is like a fool sister who is always easy to be played with and applaud. How important is it? And it is such a guy who is dumb and dumb but holds his head in his arms on the day his mother passed away... There is also such a day.
The wine is not drunk, but it is drunk by itself. As a god, he actually makes himself drunk. Looking at Best lying on the table, Sphinx sighed and stroked her golden hair.
Best is the patron saint of the Persian clan, and the believers of the clan are the source of her faith. Now the believers are enslaved by the enemy, and as a god born from prayer, she is becoming increasingly degenerate...
I really don't want to be a useless patron saint anymore...
The drunk girl cried out in dismay.
Sphinx sighed, stroked the girl's hair with his big hands and said: What are you talking about? You are everyone's god.
Obviously, I am everyone's patron saint... Obviously, everyone is suffering... But I can't do anything. What's the use of being such a useless patron saint... I'm such a useless thing...
OK OK OK, stop talking about Ah, my Best is the best.Sphinx looked at Best, who was blaming himself with distress, moved the chair over, held her in his arms and whispered comfort.
Woo...Sechmet...Everyone...I miss you so much...
……
Sphinx silently waited for the girl named Best. She was too tired and probably was going to sleep.
However, something unexpected happened to Sphinx.
I'm not a god anymore!The sanity of Best suddenly jumped up and stood on the table. I will never be such a useless patron saint!
Sphinx was shocked: You are talking nonsense again. You are the patron saint of our clan. How can you say that you are not good at it?
Best is a god and the patron saint of their family.
Even if Sphinx, who was so arrogant in his dream every night, grabbed his feet and pressed him to the ground, and slammed his heel and injected his faith into the moment of pregnancy, she never questioned that Best, who had accompanied her since childhood, was the patron saint of their Persian clan.
I don’t want to be a god, I don’t want it!Best, who was drunk, stubbornly jumped on the table like a child.
Sphinx said with a stern face: There must be a patron saint of our Persian clan in this world.
As a result, anyone who was angry, Best pointed at Sphinx's nose and shouted: Then, if you like this useless patron saint, just be like this, I will not do it!
you
As soon as he finished speaking, a sacred light appeared on Best's body, and it shot towards Sphinx in his surprised gaze, completely covering her proud body...
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