Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 673 The Power of Rainbow Candy
"Ah...ah~" The Lord of Ice seemed to want to say something, but was violently stopped by a certain god.

He should be the master of the earth.

Otherwise, there might be someone else hiding in the darkness, who is ultimately their own god.

"Dark Night, do you intend to keep this place in darkness?" the Lord of Storms couldn't help but ask.

"Why not?" the Goddess of the Night said with a smile, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"What else?" the Lord of Storms asked in surprise. "Besides the Lady of Pain and Poseidon, are there any other gods?"
Here, besides you, it seems only the laws of water exist.

“And then there’s Poseidon’s son, Triton,” the goddess of the night said, raising her voice slightly with interest, “a handsome merman.”

"Huh?" Lowry couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"So you knew too!" The goddess of the night's voice was full of interest. "That long fish tail is really beautiful."

I'd like to see it in person.

The Lord of Storms hesitated for a few minutes before asking her from the bottom of his heart, "The reason you are so unhappy is because the rain is plotting against you again?"

"Or are they preventing you from going out to find that Triton?"

"Why should I bother with a fool who's doomed to die?" The Goddess of the Night smiled wickedly. "Heh~"

"Oh...it seems the rain is causing more damage." The Lord of Storms breathed a sigh of relief. "That's true, that Triton thing will appear sooner or later, there's no need for you to rush it."

But are you sure you can handle it?

"Their pantheon is very accustomed to solving problems with the body." The Goddess of Night finally became a little serious. "There's nothing that can't be solved with a 'bang'."

If not, then find another person to have sex with.

Eighty percent of this guy's memories are about sex.

The best-looking one in there is Triton.

"Could you be a little more reserved?" the Lord of the Earth sighed. "White Dragon King, I can understand."

But this fish is just an image pulled from your memory; aren't you afraid it might be an illusion?

"I didn't really want to do anything... Can't I even be a little interested before I've seen it?" There was a hint of grievance in the voice of the Goddess of the Night.

The Lord of the Earth could only helplessly comfort her: "Fine...anything is fine...you can do whatever you want after we win..."

Lost in thought, Lowry suddenly felt her face getting hot.

He looked up and met Travis's burning gaze: 'What's wrong with this goddess of the night?'

Lowry helplessly gestured with her eyes for him to look outside the Crystal Palace.

The dimensional space at the end of the cold spring is still shrouded in pitch-black darkness.

The Crystal Palace was brightly lit, but none of the lights shone through the walls.

Travis suddenly realized... Although the Lord of Storms and the Lord of Earth had been coaxing her, the Goddess of Night had not been able to break free from her state of darkness.

The Storm Lord's seemingly calm tone, and the Night Goddess's attitude that everything was normal, were all an act.

In reality, the Goddess of the Night is still off track.

That's why he said such nonsensical things.

Was the Goddess of the Night always this crazy? Or... Travis glanced at the round crystal ball.

Lowry nodded almost imperceptibly with her chin.

Travis leaned back and slumped into the recliner, remaining motionless.

This unprecedented abnormal situation is something that the Lord of Storms and his allies certainly cannot resolve so quickly.

Unfortunately, both he and Lori have their own hidden dangers, and the gods certainly won't let them get involved.

Even the Lord of Ice is probably more credible than the two of them.

They will inevitably have to stay in this darkness for a long time.

Lowry glanced at Travis and realized that His Majesty the King was genuinely worried.

Then he realized that if the Goddess of the Night continued to have problems, it would inevitably affect mortals.

Even when she's relatively normal, she can still cause so much trouble for a noble mage like Lori who has a high status and identity!
If things really get out of control, who knows what they might do.

Travis was always wary of the gods and habitually considered the worst-case scenario.

Lowry doesn't have such a magnanimous heart.

Even though he had already decided that he had become a citizen of this world, he still found it difficult to regard the people of the North as his own people.

Although he wouldn't harm them, and would sympathize with their tragic plight, and even lend a hand if it didn't affect him, he truly couldn't consider the future of humanity in every situation.

In his mind, there were only a few people who had clear images of him.

The rest are no different from NPCs in a game... He knows what they look like, their general personalities, and even takes care of the treatment they deserve, but if they disappear for any reason, he won't investigate the cause.

As long as he has people he can use, or even better people, that's fine.

Lowry knew this wasn't normal, but as an immortal being, it reduced most of the damage. After all, even someone as decisive and ruthless as Travis was still quite affected by the gradual demise of his subordinates.

Just like that chief affairs officer who left him because of a mistake... If it were Travis from fifty years ago, he wouldn't have given that guy the chance to make a series of mistakes, nor would he have felt sad because of his death from losing his fighting spirit and giving up on himself.

Therefore, living a long life at a young age actually has its advantages.

At least Doliske managed to secure some benefits for his son... If it were the old Travis, he would never have done something so self-contradictory!
It's as if that guy made some great contribution, and even got a title and benefits for his wife and children!
Lowry knew he was less willing to lose than Travis, but he was much more at ease than Travis.

There's absolutely no need to maintain any overt fairness or impartiality; you can just give Chesca whatever benefits you want.

Chesca, having undergone the baptism of dragon power and consumed many good things, extended his lifespan by at least a hundred years.

By then, Lowry would surely have been able to build his own base in the stars.

If Chesca and the others couldn't transcend the mundane by then, they wouldn't have to worry about simply waiting to die.

Lowry had done everything he could... If, at the end of the day, someone said he only wanted eternal peace, Lowry felt he wouldn't be in so much pain.

After all, this meant that the other person turned around and left him first.

Lowry was able to make so many preparations despite his carefree attitude, all thanks to Travis's regret.

Thinking of this, Lowry perked up a little... Travis, who appeared exactly a hundred years earlier than him, as a fellow immortal being, had learned a lot of lessons.

Every single one of these is a warning to Lowry!
He couldn't let such a good senior lose faith; the longer the other person lived in the human world, the better.

The path to godhood for a proper deity would take at least five hundred years to complete... and that's the fastest it can be.

It takes a long time just to spread one's name throughout the world.

Although Travis had already completed most of the task, getting people to associate him with the priesthood he had chosen was not a task that could be accomplished in a short time.

Before Travis became a god, Lowry could keep an eye on his movements at any time, so as to serve as a warning for her own uncertain long life.

Thinking of this, Lowry pulled a bag of candy out of her bag, threw it into Travis's arms, and gave him a friendly smile.

Travis looked at the large bag of rainbow candies on his body with a puzzled expression, paused for a moment, and then quickly understood Lori's implication... as long as the Sun God was still around, the situation could be controlled.

The Goddess of Night made such a big fuss, yet the Sun God remained silent, only letting the Lord of Storms coax her into playing along, which means everything was under his control.

He really doesn't need to worry about this.

The sun god is a staunch follower of the world's will!

Travis took out a red candy, tore off the wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth... his face contorted instantly.

"It's so sour!" he couldn't help but ask. "What does this taste like?"

Lori looked up and said, "Red sour candy, it should taste like sour grapes, it's alright~"

"This isn't even the sourest one?" Travis realized, holding up the candy wrapper with an incredulous look on his face.

“The green one has a tart lime flavor, you can try it,” Lori replied with a smile.

Just as Travis was about to look for it, the bag of rainbow candies vanished into thin air, flying directly out of the Crystal Palace.

"Huh?" Travis looked at the Lord of Storms with a puzzled expression. "My candy!"

"You've already joined Storm's territory, so why distinguish between yours and mine?"
They're all mine.

The Lord of Storms responded with righteous indignation.

It was clearly just a small whirlwind, yet it struck a pose with its head held high and chest puffed out.

"What is this thing?" the voice of the Goddess of the Night then rang out.

"Lowry makes rainbow candies, and each one has a random flavor," the Lord of Storms said leisurely. "Don't try to use your mental power to investigate; that would be pointless."

These unexpected little surprises are rare for us.

The accidents that gods encounter are mostly frightening.

The Goddess of the Night seemed lost in thought, but she actually peeled a piece of candy and popped it into her mouth: "Tsk~"

"What does it smell like?"

"Milk-scented," the Goddess of the Night replied crisply.

"Oh, you're lucky," the Lord of Storms replied with a chuckle. "Lori's white candies have many very stimulating flavors!"

Lowry slowly chimed in, "Yeah! And it even has an onion flavor."

"Huh?" The Goddess of the Night couldn't understand at all. "Onion-flavored candy, who would eat that?"

"Among all these strange candies, being able to find the one that tastes the most normal right away is a kind of happiness, isn't it?" the Lord of Storms replied cheerfully. "At least it proves that you have pretty good luck."

The goddess of the night was finally pleased.

The blackness outside the Crystal Palace began to slowly fade.

Travis's usually cold and resolute eyes widened into glass marbles as he looked at Lowry in bewilderment... This works?

(End of this chapter)