Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 295 The Goddess of the Night is a Bad Woman! (3.2K)

"Here, here, and here—remember to clean them every day!"

"By the way, you can't eat at the table. I'll prepare food separately for you. Eating in a corner or perched on a branch is more in line with your identity as a little crow!"

"Medici, I don't need to rely on food to survive like humans!"

Amon pushed up his monocle, leaving Medici speechless. He had intended to humiliate the annoying brat in this way, but he never expected the angel of time to be so sharp-tongued.

"Hey, look at Ron, your new servant doesn't need to eat, sleep, or even get paid. I sincerely suggest you buy some factories and throw this guy in there to do odd jobs!"

Ron, who was sprawled on the sofa, was also taken aback when he heard this. He frowned and thought for a long time before deciding that it was a very good idea.

If we want to educate this mythical creature, we must let it experience the hardships of human life and the dangers of society.

"That's a great suggestion, I've got it!"

The blond boy nodded. If he could create clones, shouldn't he hurry up and go work on the assembly line? That way, he would only need to pay Amon's wages.

"No, He is my captive, and a mythical creature at that, not entitled to human rights protections. Perhaps I can withhold His wages and let Him keep doing this!"

Anyway, Amon doesn't feel tired even if he doesn't eat or drink, and most importantly, he has no lifespan limit.

It can be described as a time-traveling worm, passed down through generations. It can be male or female, dominant or submissive, and is even more useful than the elves in those notebooks in Ron's wisdom!

"Heh, how interesting~"

"Hey, you can also set up a factory and let Medici take charge of it. Although she is only a witch now, her hunter abilities are still sufficient to increase the efficiency of those ordinary people by hundreds of times."

With a highly sarcastic tone, Shiki pushed up her crystal monocle, mocking the "Hunter" approach as being perfectly suited for this.

This provocation naturally infuriated the Red Angel, making her wonder if she had truly chosen the wrong path, and perhaps becoming a witch was the path she was meant to take.

As a "provocative figure" at the level of an angel king, He repeatedly failed in his provocations, even managing only to temporarily hold his own against the great detective. This often made Medici lament the twisted and insane nature of the world.

"No, that's still too inefficient!"

"You two can work together, that way I won't have to pay any labor costs!"

Just as the two angel kings were about to argue again, neither willing to yield, a wise and confident voice drifted over.

These words, which scorned humanity, violated morality, were heinous, and were so ruthless and greedy that they seemed to want to squeeze every last bit of value from them, stunned the two angel kings. For a moment, neither of them dared to utter a sound.

Because the god named Ron Sothos is truly capable of such despicable acts!

"Little crow, I actually think you're a pretty good person!"

"Medici, you're not so bad after all!"

They exchanged a glance, put on fake smiles, and the two former colleagues who were at odds with each other temporarily reached a reconciliation.

"Tch, this is a blessing. I value your abilities, so don't be ungrateful."

Ron rolled his eyes dismissively, then slumped back onto the soft leather sofa. The liveliness of the cold villa brought him back a sense of life.

"Ah~ that's great, at least it's not so empty anymore!"

The harmonious and loving scene made the blond boy nod inwardly.

Now he has a "son" and a "maid," all he's missing is a wife.

However, Ron was quite conflicted because his wife, whom he had never met, was still being hunted by that single mother.

If he goes to help without any apparent reason, he'll probably run into a lot of trouble.

His relationship with Lilith wasn't that good.

"No, I have absolutely no relationship with Him."

If he acts rashly when the time comes, he might cause the Seven Gods to regroup and disrupt the existing balance.

"Forget it, let's keep searching for the source material. Its beautiful characteristics won't disappear anyway..."

"Besides, I don't know Lilith. Unless I give her money or someone else, things will be very difficult."

In a flash, the small fry Ron Sothos stroked his chin and, unsurprisingly, made the choice of a normal man.

Beg me! You're so aloof, how am I supposed to save you?!

"Medici, I'm going out for a bit. You're in charge of Amon."

Ron pursed his lips, got up, and casually gave an order.

Before the red angel could respond, his figure suddenly vanished, traversing space and heading straight for the Dark Heaven.

According to the information from the Goddess of Night, the great "Time and Space Ruler" did not obtain information about his own source matter, and that Amanisis was most likely misleading him, or only telling part of the truth.

As for whether the Goddess of Night knew the location of part of the River of Eternal Darkness, Ron was absolutely certain.

After all, He had personally said last time that He knew about Salinger's past, and for such a shrewd fellow to say that he knew nothing would be even more laughable than Mr. Fool making a fortune.

The deep blue light twinkled like stars, and a specific spatial node automatically appeared at Ron's feet. With just one step, he traversed a vast distance and arrived at the target space instantly without the permission of the master of the divine kingdom.

And until Ron was fully inside the divine realm, the god who held the secrets remained completely unaware of it.

This is a difference in power, this is a suppression in rank!

The world is trampled underfoot by the master of time and space, but it will not change with the arrival of the "master" because time and space originally belong to him.

In the deep, dark garden, the fragrant Deep Sleep Flower swayed in the breeze, and deep within this garden, a graceful lady sat among the flowers.

Her layered, dark dress, seemingly as shimmering as the night sky, rippled outwards from her ethereal body. Her exceptionally beautiful face, veiled by the black gauze, remained unchanged from before, causing the little fish to gaze at her silently for a few more seconds, washing away the pollution of her fallen mother goddess eyes.

The beautiful woman with the moon as her pillow still hadn't noticed Ron. She kept her eyes closed, as if sensing something and secretly manipulating something.

Seeing this, the blond youth's eyes gleamed with a faint golden light, instantly discerning the countless futures of this deity.

Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes, and everything was hidden.

"Your Highness Ron, spying on ladies is not a gentleman's act!"

The Goddess of Night instantly opened her tightly closed eyes and looked at Ron warily, forcing herself to calm down with a somewhat panicked tone.

"This isn't spying, it's appreciation. I never imagined that you'd actually use hair removal cream in your endless future, which means you also dislike having too much body hair, right?"

"Perhaps I could change the future and personally help you remove your hair?"

Moral blackmail, which is devoid of any offensive power, was naturally of no use to the shameless Ron. He shrugged and smiled knowingly.

"you"

"Heh, Prince Ron is quite the little lecher, but I'm not worthy of your help!"

The beautiful lady's face turned slightly red from the boy's teasing, but she quickly recovered.

He then chuckled and came down to Ron, bending down to pinch the blond boy's chubby little face.

The tranquil, slumbering, and languid fragrance wafted into Ron's nostrils, allowing the Goddess of Night to indulge even more wantonly in fondling the soft flesh of the boy's face.

"What's going on this time? Or are you dissatisfied with the intelligence from last time?"

Suddenly, a warm breath brushed against the boy's face. The Goddess of the Night asked first, her words full of confidence, as if she had already prepared a reason to respond.

"You're not telling me the truth!"

"But Your Highness Ron, your gift doesn't quite convey enough sincerity!"

The blond boy was suddenly speechless and stood there stunned.

He didn't expect a god-like figure to bring up such a thing.

What a cunning fellow!

"That intelligence was obtained by exchanging knowledge from the past..."

"But, Your Highness Ron, you didn't come away empty-handed; you have the Crown of Death in your hands, right?"

Upon hearing this reason, Ron fell silent again, because the other party hadn't guaranteed that he could find the "River of Eternal Darkness."

"you……"

"Yes, I'm here."

After all that talk, the blond boy still couldn't get a straight answer from you.

Because the deal had already been finalized, and everything the Goddess of Night said in the deal was the truth, something that had been confirmed beforehand.

What a cunning and wicked woman!

Seeing the boy's adorable "dejected" appearance, Amanisis's hand movements became increasingly larger, her slender, fair hands squeezing Ron until he kept making whimpering sounds.

"Giving birth isn't so bad, is it, Mr. Ron!"

"You don't want me to publicize this, do you?"

Seeing that Ron made no move, the beautiful woman smiled and threatened him, as if she had already got this little minnow figured out.

"Tch~ It's true I like smart people, but I don't like people who are too cunning!"

"You're sure you know more, but do you know the price of deceiving me?"

The boy raised his arm and grasped Amanisis's fair right little finger. His hand was small and soft, showing no sign of threat, which made the little she-wolf chuckle again.

At this moment, in this ambiguous atmosphere, Ron's behavior seemed like he was openly taking advantage of the beautiful lady, which was exactly what the Goddess of the Night expected.

"So, Your Highness Ron, may I take this as a compliment?"

However, the goddess of the night was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation, and continued to stroke the boy's face with a smile, oblivious to the impending danger.

After several previous encounters, He successfully found a way to make the blond boy more agreeable: by using His own beauty and the uniqueness of the Red Moon to attract him, thereby gaining the upper hand in the conversation.

"As long as I let her take advantage, she can be completely at my mercy. That little slut Lilith's abilities are so convenient."

Knowing who to meet, what to say, and how to gain the greatest benefit are the survival philosophies of His Amanisis.

Amidst inward sighs and calculations, this transmigrator who had survived the Second Era suddenly frowned, his face twitching slightly, as if his arm had suddenly cramped up.

"Hmph."

The woman's suppressed groans of pain echoed throughout the dark heavens. The Goddess of Night, with tears in her eyes, twitched wildly with her right arm, trying to pull her little finger back from Ron.

(End of this chapter)