In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

"Ah!" Alma suddenly roared.

"Holy crap!" Aga was so scared that he immediately lay down on the ground.

"Huh? Aga?" Alma regained her senses and looked at her younger brother lying on the ground.

Agase trembled: "Sister, you... you're on your period?"

"Get lost, you're on your period!" Alma kicked Aga, who was lying on the ground, in an annoyed tone. "Get up right now, why are you lying on the ground!"

"I, you, I." Aga was numb.

Ignoring her younger brother lying on the ground, Alma grabbed the money bag from the bar and pursed her lips.

I guess I should return it... They seemed to be in a hurry to leave last night, something must have happened, so I didn't pay attention to the money. They must be really worried about losing such a large sum...

"Aga, clean up the shop! I'm going out for a bit!" With that, Alma rushed out.

Aga climbed up from behind the bar and scratched the back of his head.

"Has this woman finally gone mad?"

......

“Oshen, I have an idea,” Luslan said to Oshen, who was now lying in his place, while cutting fish meat.

“What a mess.” Ou Shen glanced at Jimia’s completely swollen face and almost laughed.

"Get lost!" Knowing what kind of expression Ou Shen was looking at as he approached, Jimiya said bluntly, "Are you really only going to hit me in the face? Are you even human?"

“I’m definitely not human.” Oshin laughed heartily.

“Hey hey hey! Listen to me!” Luslan turned around. “Sliced ​​raw fish, paired with the wine we drank yesterday, I feel... will have a miraculous effect.”

Ou Shen immediately became interested: "Go into details."

Jimia remained confused. The swelling on his face had subsided slightly, and he could finally see things with difficulty: "What is alcohol? What exactly have you two bastards been doing behind my back while I was poisoned?"

“I didn’t do anything special, just crossed the ocean, fought a giant whale, met Lemoni, and then drank with an old man…” Oshin trailed off.

It seems like they've indeed done quite a lot.

"It's a drink, it's really good, I'll take you to drink some later!" Luslan made a gesture of tilting his head back to drink, his expression extremely lewd.

Lemoni jogged back.

"Oh, Lemoni, you're back!" Ocean greeted him with a smile.

Kimia looked at her unfamiliar travel companion with curiosity.

"Ah, um... Miya, you're awake, that's good." Lemoni saw Miya's appearance and wanted to laugh, but forcibly suppressed the laughter.

"Ah, um... hello..." Seeing the polite Lemoni, Kimia nodded awkwardly. "Um, about last night, I'm so sorry, so very sorry..."

“It’s okay, I didn’t get hurt in the end anyway, did I?” Lemoni shook his head and looked at Oshin. “Oshin, come here for a second.”

Oshin was called aside by Lemoni, leaving only Jimia and Luslan.

"Well, what a polite child, isn't he?" Luslan continued cutting the fish. "He's only eight years old this year, younger than all of us."

"Only eight years old..." Kimia looked at Lemoni's height of over two meters and her lips twitched.

I remember that eight-year-old children didn't look like this when I lived in my original tribe.

Among them, Luslan is the oldest, he is sixteen years old and will soon be seventeen. Next is Jimia, who is fourteen years old, and then there is ten-year-old Oshen.

However, these people are already about the same height as adults, or even much taller.

“…That’s about it.” Lemoni explained to Ocean, pointing to Rashtanaha standing in the distance.

"I see. So it was it that helped hold off Jimia while you were away last night, and it even saved you." Ou Shen laughed heartily. "This is something I really need to thank it for!"

Oshin walked toward Rashtanaha.

In the distance, towards the town, a somewhat thin figure was running towards Ou Shen and his companions.

Oshin walked up to Rashtanaha and began to talk to him with a smile.

Alma's eyes lit up.

I need to return this money as soon as possible so I can have peace of mind!

Then she ran and ran... and then she stopped.

He opened his mouth wide and looked in the direction of Oshin and Rashtanaha.

As Ou Shen spoke, his eyes began to radiate a divine blue light, and he reached out with both hands towards the sea.

Two thick streams of water shot straight into the sky, accompanied by raging waves.

The water flowed freely in the sky, changing its shape as if it were two transparent giant dragons.

Alma patted her cheeks.

Is the world I live in really the real world?

With her eyes rolled back, Alma, who hadn't had enough rest, fainted.

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Chapter 533 The Incomprehensible "Reeds"

Let's rewind to two minutes earlier.

"Hello, I heard that you helped hold off Jimia last night. Although you are a monster, I am very grateful!" Ou Shen said very politely.

“No need to thank me, child…” Rashtanaha swayed the treetops, her voice soft, like that of an old woman.

"Lemoni said you wanted to see me. Could you tell me what it is?" Ocean stood in front of Rashtanaha, his eyes also filled with surprise.

A monster tree! I've never seen one before, and I've never even heard of it!

"I just want to ask you a question, child."

"Why...can you use divine power?" Rashtanaha asked the question that had been puzzling him since last night.

Ou Shen paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Your senses are very sharp. No wonder you're a magical beast that has received divine protection," Ou Shen remarked with some admiration.

The trunk of the tree in Lashtanah trembled slightly.

This was his first time meeting Ou Shen.

In other words, Ocean also saw the blessing upon it, just as it saw that Ocean could use divine power.

Ou Shen spread his hands: "Actually, it's not for any other reason. Although I don't really like that bastard father, this strength was indeed given to me by him."

“【Poseidon, the god of the sea】, my father, the source of my power.” Ocean looked at Rashtanaha, the smile gone from his face.

Rashtanaha's mind seemed to have crashed, and he remained silent for a long time.

Ocean thought Rashtanaha didn't believe him, and clicked his tongue: "To make you believe me, I'll show you."

He closed his eyes as he spoke.

A divine light flashed, and Ou Shen's two hands reached out to grasp the sea.

Then the power it displayed frightened Alma.

Oshen noticed the commotion in the distance, blinked, and withdrew his divine influence.

"Isn't this the tavern owner?"

"Aga's sister?"

The two spoke one after the other.

Oshin went over, picked up Alma and carried her back, leaning her against the trunk of a tree in Rashtanaha, feeling completely bewildered: "She was perfectly fine, how did she just faint?"

Rashtanaha lowered a branch and gently stroked Alma's head: "You're probably too tired. Take a good rest, child."

"Is there anything else, Mr. Magic Tree?" Oshin looked at Rashtanaha with a smile on his face.

“Call me Rashtanaha, noble son of the sea god,” Rashtanaha said. “She seems to have come to see you.”

"Noble and all that..." Oshin said with a disgusted look, "Let's forget about it. I've only ever seen my bastard father once in my life. As for her..."

Osher noticed the wallet that Alma was holding and fell into deep thought.

......

Agapima threw the mop aside, walked to the beer barrel, took a glass from the bar and placed it under the connector, but when he turned on the switch, no beer came out.

"Hmm? Sold out?" Aga glanced down, pursed her lips, put the cup back, sat down on the stool, and sighed deeply. "It's almost noon, sis, why aren't you back yet..."

"I'm starving to death..."

Alma adjusted her schedule according to the work at the tavern. The tavern closed at midnight, and Alma would go to sleep then, waking up around noon so she could make lunch for the two of them.

Aga lay on the bar counter, staring at the closed door, and pursed his lips.

He was slightly worried.

Thinking back to seeing Alma sitting at the bar, lost in thought, instead of sleeping soundly in bed like a log when I woke up this morning...

Could that woman have stayed up all night and then run out this morning and not come back yet?

Aga became increasingly worried.

"...No, I have to go find her."

Aga thought to himself and ran out.

......

"In other words, the unit [Demigod Oceanus] has been in Atlantis for several days." Zeus's eyes were devoid of divine light as he asked the woman beside him.

"Yes, it looks like they landed in Atlantis a couple of days ago when the sun was shining on the earth." Hera had a smile on her face, and she was fiddling with something in her hands, as if she was...weaving?

When Zeus was at leisure, he didn't seem as imposing and unapproachable as he appeared in public; he just looked like a kind old man with a long beard.

He looked at his "wife" with a hint of helplessness: "What are you doing?"

“I’m trying to understand humanity.” Hera glanced at Zeus, her hands still moving. “We are gods of men; it’s our duty to understand the creatures we govern, isn’t it?”

"So you weave cloth?" Zeus's lips twitched, feeling that Hera's behavior was a bit abstract.