They all call me an evil god Vol. 1 [MTL]

Ch 108

Chapter 108

 Half an hour later, 117 Kappa Street welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Probably this is it, right?"

Serrell stood by the curb of the street, closing his eyes and radiating his spiritual power. Although very light, the breath of the queen is indeed here.

He was about to knock on the door, but he saw a simple card hanging on the wooden door, which read "Open" in Eivor language.

So it's a shop? He reached out and pushed the door open.

Jingle -

Alana turned her head to look at the door.

Unexpectedly, the first customer after opening was a strange middle-aged man. Cultivating at the level of a sage, and with a light smell of seawater?

Serrell entered the house and swept around first.

The décor is elegant, but the furniture is of average grade. There are rows of palm-sized trinkets on the containers, including small animals, plants, and spar bracelets.

"Good day, sir." Alana stepped forward.

Serrell sensed that her strength level was only a divine envoy, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't a critical hit from under the demigod crown as soon as he pushed the door.

Then take this opportunity to inquire about the news, this little girl seems to be not deeply involved in the world, and she should be easy to coax.

"Are you guys just opened? I didn't even see the sign.

"Yes, the signboard is being made." Alanna thought that dinner time was not yet up, so she took Liam to prepare the shelves, put the clay ornaments neatly away, and marked the price.

"What are you selling?" Serrell casually picked up a clay unicorn ornament.

"It's a clay sculpture, made of clay, cotton wool and other materials, and dried and coated with various colors."

"Well, it looks pretty good, but it's just an ornament?" Serrell thought that this shop tainted with the queen's atmosphere was an extraordinary store, but it ended up selling like this?

"Yes, they are ornaments." Alana replied flatly.

"Well," since this is where His Majesty who helped the queen to come into the world stays, then he will buy two as a tribute, "this unicorn, how much?"

"Three gold pounds."

"How much do you say?"

Serrell almost flashed his waist, just three gold pounds for this thing? He just went to the transcendent store and bought a talisman made from the horns of a real unicorn, and it was only two gold pounds, right?

Alana glanced at Liam and said that the price was set high, right?

She wasn't sure how much she would sell, so she asked Liam to come up with an idea, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was called for a gold pound.

Alana thought that he didn't understand the current price level of the world, and talked to him about science. But in the end, Liam insisted on a minimum of three gold pounds.

Anyway, she didn't really plan to make money from this, so she simply agreed.

"Do you want to buy it?"

Serrell calmed down and asked tentatively, "Who made this?" "Could it be the demigod hiding in the shadows?

"I made it," Alanna replied earnestly.

The corners of Seriel's mouth twitched, and he asked without sarcasm, "How often do you usually sell one?" What

is the number of years that has not been opened for three years, and has been open for three years?

"Opening today for the first day," but given that you don't look poor, you don't want to discount it.

Serrell sighed, no wonder.

It turned out to be the first day of opening, and I didn't know it, otherwise the store would have closed a long time ago. But now that I've said that, it's stingy not to buy.

"Then I'll buy this," Serrell reluctantly pulled out three gold charts and placed them on the table.

"Yes, do I need to get you a gift box?" It was the loot from the afternoon sweep with Liam.

"No," Serrell didn't have the face to give away with this thing. Even if you want to bring souvenirs for the lords of the sea, you have to bring something extraordinary.

"Are you okay?" Alana saw Seriel standing there with a hesitant face.

Serrell took a deep breath and mentally constructed, "Actually, I'm here to visit your master, can you let me wait here?"

"Master?" Alanna looked dazed.

"I am a messenger from the sea, and I have sensed the breath of the queen of my people, and I want to meet the crown who helped the queen to be born.

Fearing that Alana wouldn't believe him, he removed the effect of the concealment weapon, revealing his trademark short dark blue hair and a brilliant fishtail.

"Oh," Alana instantly understood, and the little Siren's family had finally arrived. Although there are some surprises, but counting the days, it is indeed time.

"Are you ready to be paid?"

Serrell was stunned, "What?

"The reward," said Alanna, as a matter of course, "has cost you a lot of materials and money to hatch the queen and raise her to the age of speech. Naturally

, Serrell is prepared, such as the warrant of the Kraken Lord's Regiment and the rare and extraordinary materials of the deep sea, but it is too cheesy to give money, right? Which crown will need gold pounds?

"Well, let me meet the Crown and the Queen first."

"Alright," Alana put away the three gold pounds and led him upstairs, "Your Majesty is playing in the Frost Holy City right now, I'll take you there." The soles of Serrell's

feet slipped and he quickly held on to the railing.

The queen is indeed in the spirit world! Looks like that one is a demigod of the Necronomicis Cult, that's right.

Alana went upstairs and tapped on the page, "Mr. Spencer, would it be convenient for you to come out?" A guest came to the house.

Serrell immediately straightened his back and straightened his appearance. It's coming, it's coming, the big guy is finally here.

"Wait a minute," Spencer's voice said.

Half a minute later, he changed into a decent scholar's outfit.

"Your Majesty," Serrell half-knelt on the ground and gave him a Kraken Clan's guest salute, "Serrell · Schaffer, I wish you a good day."

Spencer was a little confused, and cast a questioning look at Alana.

"A messenger sent by the Kraken clan to pick up the little Kraken home." Alanna was succinct.

"Oh," Spencer still didn't understand why the guy had come to him and knelt down, "please get up."

"Yes," Serrell stole at Spencer, question mark after question mark in his mind. The queen is in the spirit world, this crown should be the path of the undead, how can she be a wise scholar?

And looking at his state, it seems to be a spirit?

"Let's go, I'll take you," Alana waved her hand to open the spiritual passage.

Serrell was stunned, it turned out that this was a necromancer. Uh, but shouldn't a mage enter the spirit realm first set up a circle and pray? And how do low-level mages lead people?

The scene in front of you quickly switches, and the world made of ice and snow appears in front of you.

Frost Holy City! He had never seen such a spectacle, and he did not expect it to be a hundred times more shocking than the painting in the book.

"Well," Alana said, gesturing to the little kraken that bubbled up in the sacred pool of the temple garden, "your queen is there."

Serrell was in a mood and looked at the pool. The little kraken now has the appearance of a five-year-old human girl, with a round, white and tender face, and a pair of large blue eyes that are just like the ocean.

"Her Majesty!" His eyes instantly moistened, and he knelt down and saluted solemnly.

It is extremely difficult for the Kraken clan to reproduce, and every cub born is the most precious treasure in the clan. Not to mention that the royal kraken egg has been missing for many years, and they once thought that the royal family was about to be cut off!

"Please forgive me for being late, your birth has made the whole clan very happy, it is a miracle from the god of the sea!"

Po - The bubble in the little Siren's mouth shatters.

One big and one small, four eyes facing each other.

Seriel: "......"

Forget that this newcomer has not learned the language of the Sirens.

"Ahem," Serrell stood up awkwardly but gracefully, and saluted Spencer again, handing over a scroll and wooden box, "This is a gift and warrant from the Lords.

Spencer glanced at Alanna, saw her nod and took it.

Bone fragments of deep-sea whales, teeth of megalodons, flutes made from Kraken scales, shell fragments of rock-hulled sea turtles, various otherworldly ores, and more.

These are rare and transcendent materials that would make any intelligent scholar ecstatic. But Spencer's mind has been through several rounds of shocks recently, and now he is relatively numb.

"Well, thank you."

"No gold pounds?" Alana added.

Serrell looked embarrassed and subconsciously smiled flatteringly at Spencer, but the latter's expression did not move, and he had no intention of relieving him at all, so he had to stubbornly say, "Yes." "A hundred gold pounds, how's

that?" He didn't have enough cash with him now, so he had to send a message to the clan asking them to take some gems to the coastal cities and exchange them for gold pounds.

"Oh," Alanna's tone didn't fluctuate, and she swallowed silently, "Are the Krakens so poor?"

She thought that the Kraken clan had a long lifespan, so they had accumulated a lot of wealth. For the sake of his own royal cubs, he must spend a lot of money.

Seriel wiped the sweat from his forehead, and just wanted to run away as soon as possible with the queen in his arms, turned around and squatted on the edge of the holy water pool and slapped the ice bricks, "Your Majesty, I'm here to pick you up and take you back to Sea Dream City." The

little kraken tilted his head to look at him for a moment, as if in thought.

Thinking that the queen was doubting his identity and loyalty, Serrell condensed a ball of spiritual light in his palm and handed it to her, "The spiritual power of the Kraken Clan is different from that of humans, you should like it. The

little kraken frowned, looked at him with disgust, and flicked his tail into the water.

I'm used to eating big fish and meat every day, who wants to eat your porridge and side dishes?

Whoa—Serrell wiped the water from her cheeks, and was about to open her mouth to explain, when she fell to the ground with a shudder, a muffled grunt in her throat.

"Mr. Serrell!" Alana was about to step forward to investigate his situation, but was stopped by Spencer.

"It doesn't matter," Spencer said, gesturing to the pool.

Alanna also reacted, crying and laughing. But it's not a big problem, Seriel himself has become a sage, and holy water can be regarded as a tonic for him, although the process may be slightly painful.

At first, Serrell thought that he had been plotted, and subconsciously wanted to put up a defense, but the cold and burning pain came from the water droplets stained by Her Majesty's tail flicking, and he endured it again.

After five or six minutes, he slowly got up, endured the pain in his body and asked, "May I ask about this water?"

Spencer: "Holy Water of the Dead," a version processed by the blood of the evil god cubs.

Sshh

"Her Majesty has always been kept here?"

"Not really," explained Alana, "it usually spends itself in the fountain pool in the backyard of the temple, but once it jumped into it on its own, and passed out in pain, and I gave her a lot of spiritual infusions to recover."

"Later, she seemed to get used to it, and she went in and played from time to time."

Go in and play from time to time...... In hindsight, Serrell seemed to have overlooked a very important question. It has been less than a month since I sensed the birth of the Queen.

The queen grew too fast and so good that she couldn't even look down on the spirituality of the sage-level kraken! What the hell is she eating here? Even if you bring the queen back, will it really be better off than here?

Seeing Seriel in a daze, Alana asked kindly, "Do you need me to take her out?"

Serrell's heart was strained, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and said: "I can still live in York City for two days, it is better to let Her Majesty play first." Wait until I'm done shopping for a gift back to the city and come back to pick her up?

"Yes," Alanna thought to herself, "and there is dinner at home tonight, so if you are interested, you can stay with us."

She thought she was going to make Liam a "little octopus ball."

"Of course," Serrell breathed a sigh of relief.

Spencer's brow jumped, casting a sympathetic look at Serrell who didn't know the truth.