They all call me an evil god Vol. 2 [MTL]

Extra 5

Extra 5

Alana led Liam back to the temple tower. Belinda just informed her that the death Alarek had woken up and was in good condition.

"Hi, it's my first official meeting."

Alana had to admit that the image of Death was far from her imagination. She thought he would be a gloomy and eccentric, with a thin old man who exuded the smell of "don't get close to strangers".

Who knows, Death is a brown-haired elf in his early thirties, with a baby face, exuding a strong simple atmosphere of a computer scientist.

No wonder he likes to wear a dark robe, a hood and a mask. It turns out that the real image is not dignified at all.

"Hello," Alarek shook hands with her shyly, and the corners of his eyes swept to Liam and shrank his hand back.

"Thank you for your help before. You can move freely in the Holy City in the future. The guy in Weiland is also awake. He lives in the central block of the Holy City. You can be neighbors with him.

"Well," Alarek nodded obediently.

Alana looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly crooked, "What's the matter? I just asked casually. How did you become the god of death?"

Didn't Chengshen rely on killing all the way? Alarick looks a little "not beaten".

"I'm very talented." Alarek said modestly, "The affinity of the path of death is full marks, the twenty-nine-year-old promoted angel, and the thirty-six-year-old advanced demigod."

Alana: "..."

It turned out that I took the line of "hard work is worthless in front of talent", which is disrespectful.

"He can't beat me." Liam suddenly said something.

Alana laughed. Is this jealous?

"I know." She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Alarick glanced at the two of them and wanted to find a corner to put mushrooms.

"Well, let's get to know each other slowly in the future," Alana did not embarrass the tube, who was afraid of social at first sight. "Your residence arrangement can go to Mr. Brian. Speaking of which, you are also acquaintances.

When Alarek heard the word "acquaintance", his ears moved and he said goodbye quickly.

This day happens to be Brian's shift day off.

He bought a batch of ingredients at home and prepared to enjoy afternoon tea leisurely. In the frost holy city, the undead can contact the entity, and naturally they can also enjoy all kinds of earthly delicacies.

The black tea is full of steam, and the freshly baked pudding is full of sweetness. Brian feels that he has regained the rhythm of life and begins to adapt to the life of the god of the undead.

Just as he was about to bite the pudding, there was a bang on the door.

Brian looked at the time and wondered a little. Who will come to see you at this time? There must be chaos in the city again, right?

He sighed secretly and opened the door.

"Mr. Brian?" Alarek pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a slightly stiff smile.

"Uh, are you?"

"I'm Alarek Kis, and I'm also the God of Death. I'm here to discuss the accommodation arrangement with you today.

Brian: "..."

He took back what he had just said. It is impossible to adapt!

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