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Blaze accompanied Odin to sell fruits for a while, and said that if the position Odin wanted to give up to him was this fruit stall, he would definitely be willing to inherit it.

Odin, contrary to his usual attitude, refused sternly.

He ran this fruit stand for twenty years before he paid off the loan from Hermes' Traveling Hat and got on the track of profitability. A young man like Blaze should be self-reliant instead of thinking about his cheap father's business.

The more Odin refused, the more excited Blaze became, but they all knew that what they were fighting for was not the fruit stall, but a peaceful life.

Blaze longed for Odin to return to a peaceful life, but Odin knew that Blaze was destined to not be able to sit quietly in front of the fruit stand.

This kid couldn't even stay in the hot spring for an hour, and he had to be watched by three girls, so how could he be willing to sit in the fruit stand? So until Blazer was really tired and couldn't do it anymore, he would watch over the fruit stand.

Blazer, who had been frustrated, left the fruit stand with a pout, muttering about Odin's stinginess, but he didn't really take it to heart. He was soon attracted by something more novel - a fighting competition to select Santa Claus.

The fighting competition that was supposed to be held on Christmas Eve was postponed to Christmas Day due to the intrusion of the evil spirit Krampus.

The venue is a specially built Christmas cake competition arena. Any Santa Claus defeated by Santa Claus will lose his job and be eliminated.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the audience below the stage was even more excited, cheering with tickets in their hands.

"Tickets?" Blaze was stunned and focused his attention on the ticket in a stranger's hand, which was a bet on who would win.

There is probably only one person who would do such a thing.

"Hey."

Blaze reached back and grabbed a kid who was trying to sneak away after noticing him coming.

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of thing. This, this is not good." Cold sweat ran down Herbie's face, and the expression mask that he was good at in the past lost its effect in front of Blaze.

"You bastard! You actually do this kind of thing on Christmas!"

"There's nothing I can do! I just want to stir up some heat before Christmas is over!" Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Herbie immediately escaped from his thick baby bear coat and turned around and ran away.

"You can't stop me anymore!"

"Hey! Clothes, you'll catch a cold!"

Herbie and Blaze chased each other, and in the end, of course, Blaze caught up with Herbie and tied him up in a baby-swaddle style.

Even though Hebie was tied up, he kept shouting that he was doing it for the good of everyone and that he just wanted to stir up the hype, which fully displayed the ugliness of unscrupulous businessmen.

"At least tell me you're not doing anything shady, like bribing the contestants or something like that."

"That's a bit unscrupulous." Herbie returned to his serious look, "It's unethical to manipulate the game behind the scenes, and the cost is too high."

Then Herbie resumed his grinning self.

"At most, I just quietly invested in super players."

"You!" Blaze felt around and finally picked up Gungnir and pointed it at Herbie. "I heard that the evil ghost Krampus would whip bad kids with the birch tree in his hand. Grit your teeth!"

Of course, Blaze couldn't really whip him hard, but he just tapped him lightly, and Herbie howled like a puppy, and in the end it was Blaze who surrendered.

After playing around, the two sat on the roof of the Cuckoo Clock Villa, and Blaze got down to business. "I'm planning on going to Arcadia."

"Oh! Half a year after taking office, you finally remembered your identity as the Silver Knight." Hebie's eyes lit up, and then he lowered his head.

"It's not the right time. I can't go with you. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with here. For example, guidance on the living arrangements of the Jinlungabei people, and of course, mainly the renovation of the Christmas Giant House."

The Christmas Giant House is the venue for the entire Christmas event, and the whole event is so interesting because of the Christmas Giant House.

But after the event is over, the strangers can pack up and leave to embark on the next adventure. The task of cleaning up this Christmas giant house falls on the head of [Hermes' Traveling Hat].

Cleaning up the mess is not the most important part. The most important thing is to change the Christmas atmosphere in the Christmas Giant House.

It is impossible for this giant house to be open only at Christmas, nor can it maintain the Christmas atmosphere all year round, otherwise everyone will get bored of this Christmas giant house.

Herbie planned to spend a month changing the Christmas decorations in the Giant House to the normal winter Giant House decorations, and then make some structural changes to give the strangers a brand new feeling.

This would be a big project, and the resources required were secondary, but energy was the main thing. Hebi couldn't just supervise it all the time, but at least she had to pay 70% attention to it. Even she couldn't just pop out from a corner when needed like she usually did.

"Do you know what this means?" Herbie leaned back, supporting himself on the eaves with his hands. "You have to come to me for help. This will be a huge hurdle for you to overcome."

"is it hard?"

"It's hard." Herbie smiled. She knew that Blaze was unaware of this, so she made things clear.

"You're not very good at asking for help from the weak, are you?"

Blaze had no intention of refutation, because it was not that he was not good at it, but he had never thought of asking for help from the weak.

He believed that the purpose of gaining great power was to protect the weak.

"Blaze, am I powerful?"

"Very powerful." Blaze nodded, but Herbie smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not strong. Even now, I don't meet your standards of a strong person. I'm not strong enough, and I'm not fast enough, right?"

Blaze was speechless. His judgment on strength was indeed a bit simplistic and rough.

"The reason why you think I am strong is because I took the initiative to show you my strength, but you can't expect everyone who has their own unique strength to work as hard as I do to show themselves."

"So let me start with you, Blaze. I will actively seek help from the weak, and find more powerful people who can take unconventional approaches."

Blaze exhaled lightly, keeping Herbie's words in mind, but he didn't want to be completely lectured.

"So when are you going to ask me for help? Isn't your profession completely useless?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough -"

Herbie coughed violently, his face flushed.

"Really, if I really need you, I will ask for your help without hesitation."

(End of this chapter)