"Bastard! Does he really think I'm a maid? I'm a goddess, for goodness' sake!"

  "Ah!"

  "Wow——"

  Inside, Layla's miserable cry scared the two outside. Sains burst in and saw one god and two idiots lying on the ground, each covering their own buttocks in pain.

  "Idiot! I've made a contract with you, harming the master will result in backlash!" Raven scolded Laila.

  "Hmph! Let me tell you, if you dare to bully me again, I'd rather hurt my own butt than let you get away with it." Leila bared her small tiger teeth, her face set in a fierce expression.

  "What the heck! It was fine yesterday. Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

  "Layla suddenly became unhappy!" Layla got up on her knees, covering her buttocks with one hand and waving her fist with the other: "You must be fooling me! I recently found that the eyes of people around me looking at me are strange!"

  Huh, why does your intuition work at this time?

  Levin thought he had finally succeeded in training Laila, but now he realized that she was actually slow to react...

  Suddenly lost temper.

  Laila, shall we let Mask fall at this moment?

  So easily deciding the life and death of a true god, Aifei gained a new understanding of Raven's energy.

  Laila was unusually serious, rubbing her buttocks and revealing a thoughtful expression. After thinking for a while: "If you're confident that he won't threaten you, then don't do it."

  "Oh?"

  "Marsk is already a weak deity. As long as I solidify the faith of these new followers, I can re-ascend to the throne and rebuild the divine kingdom, so he will no longer be a threat to me."

  Aifei also understood what was going on and chimed in: "Lord Raven, I think you should consider whether killing Maysk is beneficial to us."

  This time it was Raven's turn to ponder.

  Don't bother about Maiske, if things don't improve, that guy will be killed by the Chaotic Hound sooner or later.

  This is not in Raven's interest.

  Even if Raven obtained all the divine shards and divinity of Misk, the most crucial Shadow Divine Position that Raven could not get his hands on. This kind of divine position must be stepped into by oneself at least to become a demigod in order to be useful. Otherwise, if no one can inherit the divine position on the spot, the divine position will automatically disperse and return to the origin of the world until someone who is most suitable for the divine position receives the recognition of the world and obtains it from the void.

  If Kozilek hadn't killed Meslek, things would be even more complicated. As far as Ravin knew, there were at least two other beings watching over Meslek's shadowy office: Xirixiz and Nyxatis Sharrakor.

  Either of these two casually getting the Shadow Divine Position would be a disaster of epic proportions.

  "Looks like I'll have to let Maisk live a bit longer! However, I won't let him run wild. I'm going to buy some insurance."

  That night, in a very secluded house on the edge of the city cliffs in Gorrein's royal capital, Raven knocked on the door.

  "Hello, I'm Lewen, I need to use your altar to find a mysterious woman."

  The master of the house was shocked, he couldn't imagine why Raven knew about the secret altar of the magic goddess. Generally, most altars in Mistral are located where mages gather, such as inside the mage tower. This altar is absolutely a secret within secrets, yet Raven somehow knew about it.

  The final master still allowed it because the magic goddess had a divine decree to give Raven the green light.

  Wearing the simplest blue robe of a Mistral believer, the master led the way in front, passing through a large central courtyard and entering a cave. Here, there was a huge space that was ten times larger than the house in front.

  This is the temple of Mystara.

  Rather than a temple, it would be better to say that it is a vivid work of art. Or, it can be said that it is an art created by magic that contains countless spells.

  Raven saw a large number of magical items here, and under the enthusiastic introduction of the owner, Raven learned about the uses of many strange magical items.

  For example, a magic cushion. Anyone who sits on it and raises their hand can see the image of themselves casting magic projectiles, which is pretty cool. Apart from being cool, there's no other use for it.

  For example, a magical rooster statue that can theoretically serve as an alarm clock will emit loud crowing when it senses daylight and wake up its master. However, Raven noticed that the window where the rooster statue was placed faced west...

  Most of these were for increasing mystique rather than based on practicality.

  In front of the altar made of white jade, the owner of the house, a pastor with a part-time job as a mage, loudly chanted the name of Mystira. Without any praise, a beautiful human woman with dewy translucent skin and flowing black long hair appeared on the altar. She wore a simple yet elegant dark-colored silk robe, along with a gemstone-encrusted net-like belt that represented the magical network governed by Mystira.

  Mistyla, the Goddess of Magic and the Guardian of the Mystic Net, has a style that Raven loves.

  After the pastor stepped down, Raven bowed to the Goddess of Magic.

  "Never mind. Mr. Raven, if you have something to ask me, just say it directly. No need to beat around the bush, I'm short on time."

  As for that 'young master', Raven's eyebrows were furrowed, well, who let himself have a body of only fifteen years old?

  "Hehe, I heard the goddess is busy with work day and night, time is tight, I think you need this." Raven sent a box of black paste to the altar.

  A red mist rose up, and then the thing that was being offered as a sacrifice was transported into the divine realm of the magical goddess.

  "Oh, what a pure and refined Faith Energy! Although the concentration is very thin and can't be used directly, it's indeed good stuff. How do you use this thing?"

  "For beauty purposes."

  "Hmm." Although the divine body of a deity is said to be perfect, in reality, when absorbing impure faith power and using divine techniques or fighting, impurities will still be produced within the body. In general, it requires a large amount of divine power to purify the divine body. Therefore, the goddess also doesn't often use this move.

  A beauty product effective on gods becomes extremely marketable.

  At first in the game, this thing could get more than 5 points of favorability from the goddess for every 1 gram. Especially those who love beauty, such as Shuni, can exchange 1 gram for 10 points of favorability.

  No goddess who loves beauty can resist this temptation.

  Mistila suddenly sighed: "You little guy is really scary, actually calculated to this extent. Are you here for the [Regicide Sword]? Your stuff is pretty good, but if Maysk offers a higher price, I won't be able to refuse."

  【Regicide Sword】: A magical weapon created by the first Magical Goddess, Miserin. This quasi-artifact has a very singular effect, which is to triple the damage dealt to canine creatures when used in an attack.

  In the previous game, Maisk also used it to save his own life when he provoked Chaos Hound Kozlov. Although it was not enough to kill Kozlov, it was enough for Kozlov to be wary and no longer attack Maisk.

  Since Musk was able to find the Goddess of Magic in his past life, he will probably get his hands on 【Dog-Killing Sword】in this life as well. With 【Dog-Killing Sword】, Musk, who had suddenly appeared from nowhere, might come looking for Raven to exact his revenge.

  Lei Wen would never leave such a huge flaw for himself.

  He made a request to the Goddess of Magic: "If Macek comes to you, I don't mind if you give him the [Dog-Slaying Sword]. But I hope that when Macek approaches me or no more than ten of my relatives and friends whom I specify, the [Dog-Slaying Sword] will lose its effect."

  Mistral pondered, as a neutral and benevolent deity, she would not refuse any request that she deemed reasonable. In her eyes, everything was an equal exchange.

  If Raven was just defending herself, then the request wasn't too heavy and quite reasonable. As a price for letting her be happy, this return even seemed a bit light to Mistyra.

  Nodding, Mistyra agreed. She smiled faintly: "If Misk really finds you, you'll get the 'Chaos Hound's' variant protection." By the way, your deputy is a spellcaster, right? Are you interested in believing in me?

  "Please forgive me for firmly refusing."

  Mistyra didn't mind either. Her good nature didn't let her take this small matter to heart. There was no more conversation, and each person completed the transaction in their own way.

  In a divine realm outside of Raven's knowledge, something big happened: Maiske ran to dig Xiruike.

  "Bastard! Don't come here!" In the Divine Kingdom, Shirek's pale face turned even whiter as he sat on the throne of gods, for he discovered that Maseke, that son of a bitch, had somehow found his Dark Sun God Kingdom and was shamelessly bringing along the Chaos Hound Kozlov.

  Lost a leg, the thief god is still one of the fastest gods in the world. One leg alone can jump quickly in the void, and each jump can cover a distance of thousands of kilometers. The speed of Shirek's divine kingdom is fast, but no matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as Maierke and Kezife.

  "Shrek, you're the one who's messed up! You broke the seal of the Chaos Hound and screwed me over!" Ma Skr's voice, filled with divine power, pierced through the void and reached Shrek's ears.

  Shrek suddenly went stupid, how could he wear a leak? Suddenly remembered that the time was not right, according to the budget, it should be the day after tomorrow to start destroying the seal.

  Without giving Shrek time to react, Lord Farquaad dodges the defenses of Shrek's swamp and bursts in.

  "Don't come in!"

  Having received a message from Musk, since he couldn't find Lavin to vent his anger, he simply vented all his anger on Xie Rike.

  "Either help me get rid of this mad dog or we'll die together!" Musk's eyes were bloodshot! He was also furious!

  At that moment, Shrek had the idea of whether to directly knock down Mask, let the magic dog deal with Mask, and then everything would be fine.

  Ideals are beautiful, reality is cruel.

  As soon as Shrek raised this idea, Kozlov's gaze passed over countless divine buildings and fell on Shrek on the throne.

  The Chaos Hound is not particularly intelligent, but it never forgets a grudge. Suddenly, it caught the scent of the divine being's body, which had a familiar aura of divine power.

  Yes, among the divine powers that sealed it was a share of this guy's! You know, which god participated in the seal, Kozlov could smell and remember.

  Suddenly, Kozlov went berserk.

  "Ahhh..." (sigh)