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At the same time, there is also a hint of regret in my heart.

If only I had been more patient, if I hadn't been so arrogant before, if Hill wasn't my little kid...

Sigh slightly.

Whether Goddess Freya is willing to admit it or not, Miss Hill is her little girl after all.

The problem is, this little brat is probably thinking about how to snatch the man from her.

This made Goddess Freya feel a little itchy.

Want to hit someone.

If it weren't for this rebellious girl, would she have been able to give away that can of milk tea?

If she hadn't been this rebellious girl who wanted to lay her hands on her future father, why would she not keep the jar of mysterious gift from Athena?

Thinking of this, Goddess Freya suddenly felt that her sense of indebtedness to Miss Hill disappeared without a trace.

We can't keep this little guy anymore.

She still thinks she is my daughter?

What kind of daughter is she who wants to steal my man’s daughter?

This is just a rebellious girl at best!

Since she is a rebellious girl, there is no need to be too polite to Hill. She must be beaten.

Goddess Freya felt so righteous at this moment.

Did she think she needed to change to an obedient daughter, or give birth to a more obedient daughter together with Qingzhou's child?

J.

Goddess Freya did not want Qingzhou to share her love with that unknown daughter.

Even if it was the fruit of their love, she would still be jealous...

The top floor of the Tower of Babel, the outer rooms.

At this moment, Ota had clenched his fists tightly. Although his face was expressionless, his restless eyes revealed a certain urgency.

"Mizunoe... Kiyosu..."

He chewed over this unassuming name carefully, staring at the person in the picture without blinking.

Is that him...?

Someone that even Lord Freya is interested in?

A kind of fear and shock that could not be suppressed at all began to spread in my heart.

It was such a dazzling and legendary performance that Ota felt so eerie that he couldn't stop getting goosebumps all over his body.

If his ultimate weapon as Orario is like this, what else can others say?

That shining light, that sacred duel of divine words, and that endless shower of meteors and fire.

Ota really couldn't find anyone who could compare with this man!

This is true for the empress and others who were once defeated by him.

However, even the Empress and the others could not make Ota feel jealous or fearful. This man, this young man named Mizunoe Kiyozune, completely shattered the pride in Ota's heart.

His eyes became bloodshot and red, and faintly, he could see some bloodshot veins climbing up.

There was also a faint sense of violent aura surrounding Ota.

How could he compete with such a heroic figure for the attention of Lord Freya?

However, the extremely unwilling feeling made Ota hold on tightly, struggling under the pressure created by this fantasy.

The epic collision in that scene and the dialogue with characters that fit the legend really made Ota feel powerless and unable to muster the energy to fight against it.

This is impossible!

This is impossible! !

Such a person! Why would he appear in this era?

Such a great hero! Even in the fairy tales I had heard since childhood, there was no such dazzling character!

Even if there is!

He should only appear in story biographies!

However, it was this kind of person, this kind of dazzling and hopeless person, who actually stepped into reality vividly and shockingly from the dead words!

"This is impossible!!!"

"bump!!!"

He couldn't help but stand up and punched the table in front of him, causing it to collapse.

The unwillingness to admit defeat, but the inability to find a way to win, no, to be on par with his opponent, really made Ota extremely annoyed.

The expression on his face became uncertain, and his eyes were constantly struggling between irritability and despair.

That extremely heroic and legendary performance, that mysterious yet powerful and inspiring style and style, simply maximized a certain vague sense of oppression!

How can anyone else compare with this?!

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, he felt a certain empathy for the ancient times.

No wonder, no wonder that in the Age of Gods, only stories about heroes were widely circulated.

Just like now, a great hero has truly taken away the gaze and attention of the gods and the people of the world, leaving no room for anyone else to perform or develop!

Living in the same era with such people, how can one still shine brightly?

This is not fair! ! !

The extreme feeling of oppression made Ota feel like he couldn't breathe, his breathing was rapid, and he completely lost the dignity that a Level 7 strong man should have.

He clutched his hair tightly, his expression ferocious and distorted.

It's no wonder that Ota is so unbearable. It's just that the young man Qingzhou has such a rare and unique talent that is too despairing.

Such a person makes Ota and other adventurers look like a joke!

With heroes like this, what's the point of adventurers existing?!

Could it be that adventurers are raised by stepmothers?!

Could it be that adventurers are just an experience for the gods to have fun with!?

impossible!

This is absolutely impossible! ! !

He immediately dismissed this absurd speculation, unwilling to completely deny his own glory.

but……

Looking at the screen with a decadent look on his face.

She is beautiful, kind-hearted, and has impressive abilities.

The blow that shattered his dream made Ota feel a little dazed.

Faintly, he seemed to recall the soft whispers of a red-haired woman just now.

[They are the best in the eyes of the world, they are the fire bearers who carry firewood and light firewood.

They lead the world to prosperity.

They guide the people to gain wealth.

They worked day and night, overcoming all obstacles.

They are heroic, fearless, and resolute.

Their names are sung by the world, and their deeds...】

【Passed down through the ages! 】

Chapter 357: Burp~~It tastes good

In the bountiful hostess tavern, the daily work routine has begun again.

Miss Hill exhaled a breath of disgust, venting her recent dejection.

It’s great to have milk tea to help me recover my strength. Manager Mia no longer has to worry about not being able to keep up with the pace of the store!

He hummed a little tune happily, smacking his lips as he savored the delicious taste.

It’s worthy of being Qingzhou brand milk tea!

A refreshing drink.

Two cups never tire you.

Three cups of immortality...hmm.

This may seem a bit exaggerated, but it's not far off.

But even Miss Liu felt deeply distressed by Miss Hill's wasteful behavior.

You drank such a precious treasure as a refreshing tea! ?

Did you know that the news has gone viral outside?

It is said that the jar of magic medicine has become a priceless treasure!

Just a small bottle can sell for a sky-high price!

That's an adventurer's life...

Even Miss Liu, who always seemed aloof and reserved, couldn't help but murmur.

A prodigal son, a complete prodigal son...

Of course, Miss Liu, who had her mouth blocked by a bottle shared by Miss Hill, would not blatantly say such excessive words.

After all, it is Miss Hill's stuff. No matter how others waste it, it has nothing to do with them!

As soon as she got the magic medicine, Miss Liu drank it quickly.

As a former adventurer, she had many hidden injuries.

However, after drinking one bottle, Miss Liu was a little shocked and astonished.

It's really an incredible miracle drug...

Therefore, Miss Liu was even more distressed about Miss Hill's wasteful behavior.

Prodigal son...

After carefully licking the remaining liquid in the bottle, Ms. Liu stroked her lower abdomen.

Somehow, there was a warm feeling of fullness.

He no longer looked at Miss Hill's pretty face, for fear that he would be unable to resist running to persuade her.

As a former adventurer, even though I'm retired now, I still feel extremely uncomfortable seeing such a priceless treasure being wasted and being abused by Miss Hill.

I was used to searching on QQ, but I had never seen such a domineering nouveau riche play.

She walked with her slender legs, her well-proportioned body no longer troubled by hidden injuries, and her face showed a rare expression of peace and joy.

This actually made many adventurers who came to drink and chat feel very sad.

There were even some brave “people” who came forward to tell their sorrowful stories.

"Let me tell you something, Ryu! You'd be more charming if you maintained your usual aloofness! Look! Those adventurers who were waiting for you to step on them are now disappointed!

I'm not talking nonsense! Do you think I'm interested in taking advantage of you now?

No! It’s because your charm has decreased! "

The expression on her pretty face froze, and Miss Liu really wanted to hit someone.

What kind of perverted statement is this!?