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"go!"

A hand that was small but strong enough to break bricks grabbed Charles' wrist and dragged him towards the nearby entrance to the dungeon.

"Hey, wait a minute, do you have your weapons and supplies?"

"Wow!" Aisi's body froze, her eyes widened, as if to say: Isn't that a problem that you, the supporter, should solve?

Charles scratched his head and said, "Ah, let's put it this way, do you have any money with you?"

Aisi obediently took out a cloth bag from her combat backpack.

Ciel took it and counted it. It looked like there were only about 50,000 faris. "Well, this is only enough to buy two weapons."

"My Farley was confiscated by Livilia." Aisi betrayed her mother honestly, just like a child whose New Year's money was confiscated.

"Wait..." Ciel interrupted Aisi again: "Are you going to spend the night in the dungeon? If so, you must prepare enough dry food and recovery medicine."

"Hmm." Aisi directly handed Fari in her arms to Charles: "You handle it."

"Okay." Charles turned around and bought two bags of about 30 pills in total from the potato ball stall. He turned around and said, "Let's go to the weapon shop on the Weapon Babel Tower to choose two spare weapons, and then we'll go after we've refilled our potions."

"Yeah." Aisi nodded and followed Charles away.

Little did he know that what he did was seen by a hooded Palum girl carrying a huge package.

"So, it can be done this way?"

Chapter 25 Sister?

Tower of Babel.

This seal, standing in the center of the labyrinth city and suppressing the entire underground city, has been developed into a functional building similar to a commercial venue over the past thousand years.

However, this huge chalk tower that almost reaches the sky still has restricted areas that can only be used and entered by gods.

The top floor of the Tower of Babel.

This is the throne that only the clans that rule the entire city are qualified to sit on. The silver-haired goddess, who is the most beautiful in the world, wearing a black lace half-revealing dress, is staring at a corner of the city without saying a word.

I don't know when I got used to it, dealing with the complicated affairs of the clan, dealing with the gods who looked stupid and stuck to me, and being complacent about my beauty at this moment. This should have been the life I had always dreamed of, but because of a glance back in the early morning, my thoughts were in turmoil.

"Charles..."

The goddess of beauty, Freya... No, Helen murmured the name that existed only in her memory.

Six years ago, after the death of their parents, Helen and Charles were moved to Maria Orphanage near the Soma clan.

Helen, who was three years older than her brother Charles, took on the responsibility of raising her younger brother.

While competing for food with beggars and wild dogs, she accidentally saw the divine object, which was beautiful, powerful and confident. At that moment, she was attracted by its noble beauty and could not extricate herself.

As luck would have it, the goddess appeared before her again. Helen mustered up her courage and rushed out: "Can I become as beautiful and powerful as you?"

"Okay!"

Freya, the goddess of beauty who has eyes that can see through souls, nodded easily: "Then, exchange with me! Your name, your life, become like me."

Helen succeeded.

She received a blessing and awakened the only mystery of the underworld - the magic of god transformation [Warner Seide].

That is a special miracle that completely transforms everything into God, in addition to the [Divine Power].

At the same time, Helen also got a new name called "Xier".

Her life changed. The goddess became Xi'er, learning to be an ordinary clerk. She began to learn the goddess' words, deeds, and habits, sat on the throne instead of the goddess, and wandered among the gods.

The price is freedom.

When she finished her studies and regained her freedom, she returned to Maria Orphanage, but had no news of her brother.

Some people say he is dead.

Yes, in this era, it is normal for children in slums to die.

The younger brother is so weak and only clings to his sister. How can he survive alone?

It was my fault……

Helen was drowning in self-blame. How unfortunate it was to have irresponsible parents and a sister like me.

Afterwards, Helen, who was immersed in self-blame, was finally punished. The goddess began to complain about Helen's laziness, so she joined the battle wilderness until she reached level 2.

at the moment……

"He... is still alive." Freya's eyelashes drooped, and her turbulent thoughts seemed to reach the other side of the city through the window.

The girl on the street corner felt her clan’s inner thoughts for the first time, which she shouldn’t have been able to understand.

"But he... is about to die." A gleam of light flashed in the corner of Helen's eyes.

It was the first time that she understood the goddess's feelings, and it was also the first time that she wanted to escape from the "cage" called the Tower of Babel without hesitation.

The goddess of beauty is the most willful and dangerous of all gods. They do not need to abide by the laws of the underworld, and can subvert the entire world with their unparalleled charm and seduction.

Freya was the best among them, so in the heaven, the virgin goddesses "guarded" her. In the underworld, the children put her away in the name of nobility and dignity.

Because of this, the girl's Xi'er was born.

And the instigator of it all - Helen.

For the first time, I wish I were not a goddess, but a girl.

Emotions resonate in this moment.

The emotions shared by the goddess came to my mind:

"Go ahead! Willful Queen, I suddenly want to go on a tour today."

On the Tower of Babel, Freya's eyes widened, her gaze passed through the towering building and met the silver-haired street girl standing at the door of the tavern.

Xier smiled and waved, her mouth opening and closing and no clear sound could be heard, but Helen knew it meant "go quickly".

now.

The goddess standing high in the sky disappeared, and the only one left here was the sister who was worried about her brother's safety.

With a clang, the table top was knocked askew and the highball glasses on the table fell to the ground.

Before Ota, who was standing outside, could react, Helen put on a black cloak and rushed down from the throne.

……

Northwest Avenue in Orarie.

At noon, Freya, covered in black gauze, stood in front of Dean Kate's treatment center. Because of the active dark faction, there was never a shortage of patients here, and everyone who came in and out had an indelible sadness on their faces.

After calming down her chaotic breathing caused by the rush, Freya slowly walked over the three steps and entered the main hall.

in the hall,

The little saint held a test tube filled with red solution, took a drop with a dropper, and dropped it into the ordinary high-level spiritual medicine.

Strange bubbles rose up, exploding into an emerald mist filled with rich vitality.

When she saw the woman covered in a black robe and with a strange aura, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Excuse me...this goddess..."

"I want to find out something." Freya paused and slowly took off her hood:

"Which ward are the injured patients sent here by the Ganesha Poetry this morning staying in now?"

"Uh...Fleur..."

Ahmid's breathing paused, his mouth stuttered, and he was immersed in the charm of the goddess of beauty and was at a loss.

Noticing the sudden silence in the store, the old man Dean Kate, who was drinking tea and playing with birds on the second floor, walked downstairs. When he saw Freya's true face, he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Isn't this Lady Freya? Your presence here brings honor to our humble home!"

Dean Kate's eyes flashed with the shape of Farley: "What are you here to buy this time? Miraculous medicine? Or prosthetic limbs?"

Even the gods could not see through Helen's magic of transforming into a god. Dean Kate treated her guests with the hospitality expected of the largest faction in the city.

"neither."

"Could it be that you are tired of those male gods and want to have fun with an old man like me? Hehe, it's not impossible." Dean Kate's face flushed and he pointed his finger shyly.

"...You misunderstood. I just want to know where the little devil who made the city restless all night is now." Freya touched her chin and rolled her eyes at the old man.

"That boy. He's long gone."

"Not here?! Dead?" Freya's tone was heavy, and her face instantly became gloomy.

"Oh, no. He was taken away by their leader."

"What about treatment?"

"Amid dealt with it briefly."

He paused and explained, "But I think that boy is very strange. I guess it's nothing serious. Hmm?"

While Dean Kate was still explaining, Freya had already turned around and disappeared at the end of the street.

He stroked his beard and said, "Hmm, could it be that you really like that boy? That's right, that kind of terrifying vitality even makes me a little tempted. And that blood..."

Dean Kate didn't know that because of his heavy breath, the Soma clan was almost wiped out.

Chapter 26 My brother is gentle and kind!

Helen, maintaining her goddess transformation, put on her hood and moved through the crowd.

Starting from the northwest street gate of Dean Kate, passing the Tower of Babel in the center, going straight, we approached the Soma clan’s residence near the civilian area near Southeast Street.

The Soma clan was exceptionally quiet at this time of day, with few people around except for a few hungover drunkards lying on the roadside.

This is an extremely incredible thing for a huge family with a total number of nearly a thousand people.

Freya took a deep breath and stared at the Soma clan’s residence separated by a fence. She was about to activate the charm to ask the drunkard inside to open the door for her.

She took a step forward, and a dark shadow enveloped her body from behind.

"Lady Freya, if this continues, it will no longer be a farce."

A two-meter-tall muscular man with round pig ears on his head appeared behind her. He had a resolute expression, and his muscles were as distinct as iron blocks. Under his simple vest were eight exquisite abdominal muscles.

"Ota..." Freya turned around, stared at the iron tower-like warrior and scolded: "Do you want to stop me?"

"No." Ota's mouth drooped and he lowered his proud head:

"I just want to make sure whether this is your will. After all..."

"If this continues, it may become a fight between factions."

Although he didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, he would not allow Helen to use her identity as a goddess without permission and bring unnecessary trouble to her family.

Furthermore, in this dark period, there are spies from secret factions everywhere on the streets. If one is not careful, the main god of the largest faction in the city will be attacked and killed, which would be a lot of fun.

There was worry in Ota's eyes, as well as blame for Helen.

"Ota." Helen's panicked expression suddenly became solemn and noble: "Cooperate with me."

……

"……Yes."

Hearing the familiar tone and command, Ota nodded subconsciously.

That was the goddess's will, and the experienced pig man already knew it.

When he looked at Freya again, the unique aura of the goddess of beauty disappeared.

There was an undetectable flash of defeat in Helen's eyes. Even though her appearance and divine power could be reproduced through magic, she still could not learn Freya's unique beauty - the beauty that dominated the world.

In a sense, Helen was just Freya's puppet. Therefore, Ota was willing to obey the orders of a mere level 2.

Helen got rid of her slightly depressed mood.