Huh? Are they all real?...

"I have tried many methods to find you, including visiting the Old World, because I heard that Augustus Julius left behind some incredible treasures."

“I thought that might be able to bring you back. But unfortunately, I didn’t find Augustus’s treasure, though I did notice that Sauron’s ring was being drawn to the Old World by something.”

"As you said, many people throughout history have collected Sauron's Ring, but I think the one in the Old World probably doesn't belong to anyone."

Moen frowned and said:

"Why do you think so?"

"Because they were so scattered, as far as I know, there were five rings in the hands of different people, who were either at odds with each other or had no connection at all. It didn't seem like someone had deliberately collected them; rather, it seemed like something had attracted the rings to each other."

At this point, the goddess speculated:

"Although I haven't found it, perhaps what attracts those rings is the treasure left behind by Augustus!"

Chapter 231 The Moon Goddess's Hair Ring (3k)

The treasure of Augustus Julius?!

Moen was a little stunned.

And the goddess continued speaking:

"Think about it carefully, and it's quite possible, Your Majesty. He was the great one who cleaned up the mess for the whole world after the Age of Gods ended."

"He is also the only person who almost ruled the world."

"Although he is neither a god nor a king, the treasures he left behind must be extraordinary."

The idea of ​​Augustus's treasure is not unfounded; many Holy Roman Emperors and Augustus's guards have personally testified that the great Augustus left them a treasure.

Even among the senators who participated in the assassination, a large portion were motivated by their desire for Augustus's treasure.

Unfortunately, the elders who coveted the treasure, like the later goddess, were unable to find where it was.

So much so that many people firmly believe that Augustus did not leave behind any treasure, and that it was just a joke.

Some people believe that Augustus's treasure has always been right in front of the world: the glorious Rome!

As the goddess spoke, she noticed that Moen's expression seemed a little off.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Your complexion seems a little strange?"

Moen chuckled dryly and said:

"From the Second Age to the present, have countless people, even many gods, searched for this so-called Augustus's Treasure?"

"Yes, countless, Your Majesty."

"Um, approximately how much?"

The goddess thought about it seriously for a moment and said:

"If you add up all the treasure hunters in history, they might be stronger than the entire world today."

"And the cost they spent on this, well, just from what I've heard, is probably more than the Seven Hills."

In the world today, Seven Hills is only considered a second- or even third-rate power, but in terms of wealth, Seven Hills is undoubtedly a first-rate power.

"Ah, haha, that's a bit of a surprise."

"Your Majesty, what's so surprising about that? That's Augustus!"

The goddess's repeated emphasis made Moen increasingly embarrassed.

Moen had heard that people were looking for Augustus's treasure, but he didn't expect it to be this much.

But that thing doesn't exist at all!

And when did I ever say that?!

Ah, I did mention it once when I was bragging to the guards, but I only said it once!

How did it spread?

Surely it's not like I'm chatting with the guards in the restaurant while a bunch of elders are eavesdropping outside, is it?

Moen couldn't help but think about that scene.

The Holy Roman Empire elders, whose mouths and eyes were full of disdain for the soldiers' mess hall, would always be there at the window to eavesdrop on everything just because Augustus was inside.

This is absolutely ridiculous!

No, no, no, that's definitely not the truth. The truth must be that the guards accidentally let it slip, and then the elders heard it, and it spread like wildfire.

In short, it's definitely not a large group of elders who would hide outside the restaurant every day to eavesdrop.

Those guys aren't that outrageous.

But if there is no such thing as Augustus's treasure, then why was the ring attracted to it?

Moen seriously considered what else in the Old World might have this possibility.

But after much thought, Moen was also confused.

The Old World was a poor place, and the only continent without a true god.

Because there's really nothing interesting there.

The only ones I can name are the Holy Rome of the Second Age and the shrine of mourning built during the Age of Gods to preserve the holy sword.

However, Shinra had already fallen apart after his assassination, and the memorial shrine where the Holy Sword was kept was long gone. He didn't even know where the Holy Sword or the three sisters who guarded it were now.

So why is my ring concentrated in the Old World?

Moen didn't quite understand why, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to put it aside for the time being.

He has now protected the Seven Hills, properly dealt with the Blood Moon Seal, and retrieved the Dark Moon.

Therefore, the next main target is Denise!

What Moen saw and heard at the ferry crossing remains on his mind to this day.

As for the Old World, it's not too important. In Augustus's records, Moen didn't leave any irreplaceable ties.

The nineteen rings are not something to be rushed to return.

At most, I'll just take a look at the Old World while I'm on my way to the Church of Storms.

After all, the Old Continent is the only way to get to the Church of Storms, unless Moen plans to take a longer route.

After a brief moment of thought, Moen had already finalized his itinerary.

The goddess who had been standing in front of Moen was completely unaware that her king was about to leave her again.

She was just thinking about what to cook for her king tomorrow.

But as she thought about it, the goddess's pupils suddenly contracted, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"My soup!"

After saying that, the goddess hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

Because of the beating of that nameless heart, the goddess immediately abandoned the red borscht she was cooking and rushed over.

After a long delay, she finally remembered this matter.

Moen could only watch, somewhat puzzled, as the goddess arrived and departed in a flurry.

Frankly, this is very unrealistic for the gods.

But because the king was there, even the goddesses who were high and mighty seemed as ordinary as a newlywed wife.

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At the subsequent dinner table.

Moen was surrounded by food prepared by the goddess herself.

These are all very ordinary home-style dishes, and they all have one thing in common: they are simple and easy to make.

If the Moon Goddess, who has been living in seclusion for so long, wanted to cook for her lover who had finally returned home, she could only choose these simple dishes.

Because the dishes she learned to cook for her husband had long since become unfamiliar to her.

This is love, but it also makes the goddess feel a little ashamed and hide on the other side of the table.

In particular, there was a slightly burnt pot in front of her.

Outside the restaurant, Archduke Barbatos waited, his body covered in cold sweat.

She also had a husband, but as a duchess, she never cooked for herself; her husband always did the cooking at home.

As the only female duke who already had a partner, she was taken by the goddess to work as an assistant.

Therefore, she was completely bewildered as she watched the most important bowl of red borscht burn.

Grand Duke Barbatos, who once moved with ease among various churches, powers, and even deities, never imagined that one day he would be suspected of blasphemy and blasphemy against the king because of such a foolish thing.

Looking at the sumptuous meal before him, and the goddess across from him, head bowed in unease.

Moen smiled and then responded with action—enjoying the food!

After waiting for a long time without receiving a response, the goddess finally carefully raised her head.

What I saw was her husband enjoying his meal.

For a wife who prepares meals with care, this should be the greatest enjoyment and the best response.

So the goddess was relieved.

She leaned there quietly, her hand supporting her chin, like an elf lost in a beautiful dream. Her eyes were full of love, and every smile and frown was filled with endless tenderness. Looking at her lover was as if she were admiring the most precious treasure in the world.

Indeed, this is true. For the gods, what treasure could be more precious than the king?

Compared to this, even the original position of honor seems insignificant.

The reason the War of Revelation began was that the firstborn wanted to become the primordial, and the reason the War of Revelation continues is that the firstborn must become the primordial!

After a long while, Moen finished his meal, put down his knife and fork, and pointed to the stew pot in front of the goddess, saying:

"So, could I have a bowl of soup?"

The first time, the goddess showed resistance.

Almost instinctively, she hid her stew pot behind her back.

He shook his head repeatedly:

"This won't do, this really won't do."

"Selene, am I your husband?"

Like most people, Selene immediately and firmly acknowledged this.

"Of course, you are my husband, and I am your wife! Our union is witnessed by the Primordial One!"

Moen laughed:

"So, give me a bowl of soup. As a husband, I have no reason to waste the food my wife has carefully prepared."

If they really didn't want to drink it, why would they bring it with them?

Selene was indeed defeated.

She silently carried the burnt iron pot she had cooked to Moen's side.

He painstakingly selected the parts that looked drinkable and poured them into Wang's ladle.

After finally filling the bowl, Moen drank it all in one gulp.

It tastes terrible, or it tastes great.

Amidst Selene's tension, unease, and slight anticipation, Moen took her hand and said:

"Thank you, Selene. This is the first time I've eaten food prepared by my beloved since I came back!"

In that instant, the moon goddess couldn't help but smile, like a proud little cat.

Meanwhile, the three goddesses—the Shadow Sun Rhodes Landian, the Light of Domination Ansa Baratheon, and the Golden Tree Yggdrasil—all felt inexplicably that they had lost out to her.

They looked around in surprise and disbelief.

Even though nothing happened, why do I feel like I lost terribly somewhere?!

The restaurant was silent afterwards, except for the sound of Moen helping Selene clear the table.