Xyrin Empire-Chapter 136 - God

Chapter 136 -136 God

Dingdang really needed to improve her oratory skills, which was evident as she rambled for half an hour and still couldn’t get her point across.

I was truly curious why, when I asked her the reason for her visit to Earth, she could segue into a topic about the third-thousand-and-six-hundredth Cross-Plane Sports Meet of Divine Realm from the day before yesterday…

Also, about that third-thousand-and-six-hundredth Cross-Plane Sports Meet, should I even comment?

“So, like, Dingdang went back to the Divine Realm…” Little One seemed not at all bored, kneeling in the palm of my hand, shaking her head as she started to lecture again.

“You’ve just said that…”

“Then Dingdang went to report to Sister Goddess who, to celebrate Dingdang’s safe return, held a banquet…”

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“She dragged you to drink, and then you were floored by 0.5 milliliters of fruit wine, right? You’ve already mentioned that…”

“Yes, Dingdang got drunk, then she ran into that big dumb lizard from the neighboring temple who dared make fun of Dingdang for being short! That big dumb guy has nothing to be proud of, except for the muscles in his brain, even dared to underestimate Dingdang, who’s known as the cleverest squad leader of the Twelfth Squad of the Fourth Battalion of the Third Group of the Eternal Legion under the Life Goddess! He even lost a bet to Dingdang two thousand years ago!”

“Cough, cough, let’s not talk about things from two thousand years ago…”

“Yes! Dingdang would never learn from the God of Giant Dragon; Father God said that the leader of the Dragon God Clan is a blabbermouth, and no one should emulate him… Later, Dingdang made a bet with that dumb lizard from the neighboring temple. Whoever lost would have to go become the management god of a very remote and barren world, a position no one wanted because that world was so distant and desolate!”

You’d already told us all this before. What I want to know now is, just how drunk were you to decide to arm wrestle a Dragon God?!

“So Dingdang made a bet with the dumb lizard to compete in strength at the Cross-Plane Sports Meet, um…Dingdang lost…”

Why the disappointed face? You, a palm-sized Little Thing, arm wrestling a Dragon God was a tragedy from the start! Does the Divine Realm not have any organization in their sports meets? How could those committee members even approve your registration!

Also… oh mighty and wise gods… my entire fantasy has shattered in this moment, I thought only Dingdang was an anomaly among the Divine Race, but now it seems…

The gods are truly vexing…

Dingdang rambled on and on, and we still didn’t understand why she showed up here. Seeing the little face still excitedly speaking up from the palm of my hand, I suddenly really wanted to know just how verbose the Dragon God King, whom even Father God called a blabbermouth, could be…

Finally, Little One seemed to get to the point. She slapped her tiny palm, then gleefully said, “Originally, because Dingdang lost the bet and had to go to a remote and barren world, it wasn’t pleasant! But once Dingdang arrived in that world, she surprisingly discovered—it was right next to the universe you all are in!”

I believe, actually, that all the nonsense Dingdang said earlier could have been summarized in this last sentence…

I lifted my hand, holding Dingdang in front of my eyes for a serious inspection, unable to relate this little pet-like Little Goddess with the ruler of a world.

Alright, I admit it’s also hard for others to associate us loafing nobodies with the Imperial Leader…

Staring at her like this, Dingdang’s little face immediately turned red, and then she suddenly lunged forward, her tiny bare feet accurately kicking my forehead.

… The strength of the Life Goddess’s Divine Race is the smallest among all the Divine Races, but… that’s in comparison to powerhouses like Dragon Gods…

Alaya blankly stared at the huge hole opposite her, clearly remembering that she had just flown out from this hole; how did the Monarch also leave through here now?

This must be the Monarch affirming his own actions in this manner!

Alaya had reached a conclusion, then disclosed a silly smile that nobody could understand.

A few minutes later, thrown into a mess again, I returned in front of everyone with a head full of tangled weeds, looking just as disheveled as the Angel Sister had earlier. Qianqian and the others gazed at me, their eyes brimming with various kinds of amusement. One message they all shared was, “You deserve it!”

…I am guilty, I repent, even though she was just a fifteen-centimeter-tall Little One, I shouldn’t have stared rudely at a beautiful girl.

“Hmph!” Dingdang expressed her anger while simultaneously landing back into my hand, “Just keep smirking! For insulting a god, being tossed around is a light punishment. In my realm that would be a beheading offense!”

“Yes, yes, my Little Goddess, so leaving your own world without authorization is no issue then?”

I grew increasingly curious about the world of gods, these beings of legend who seemed so noble and powerful but now appeared surprisingly human. Honestly, squatting on the ground discussing world domination with a goddess is not something ordinary people can imagine…

“Dingdang did not abandon her post!” the Little One immediately retorted firmly. She seemed to take her professional ethics seriously. “Because the world assigned to me was so barren and remote, I complained to the Father God! He then included the two better worlds next to it under my jurisdiction as well. That includes the universe you live in~”

I viewed Dingdang with newfound respect!

Observing the little creature in my palm—was I really holding the supreme deity of this universe?

That’s just absurd!

Okay, it might be absurd, but the reality won’t change. Currently, the situation was just like this—the ruler of the strongest empire in this universe, holding the highest goddess in the palm of his hand, squatting in a ghost house discussing whether she had been slacking off at work…

The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed!

Sometimes, the peak of absurdity is serenity, and now I was serene…

Then, I suddenly heard a low moan from beside me; it turned out that Anwina, whom we had set aside to rest, had finally woken up.

We quickly gathered around the Ghost Maid, who, historically, was the first to remain unscathed from an Angel’s Holy Light Shock, watching as she slowly opened her eyes.

“Tony…”

The first thing Anwina spoke upon waking was about her brother, long reduced to ashes, and then she painfully recalled what she had done before passing out, closing her eyes in agony and murmuring lowly, “Tony is no longer here… killed by his closest sister…”

“No, you didn’t manage to kill him,” seeing Anwina’s pain, we decided, after a brief spiritual connection, to comfort her with a statement that wasn’t quite a lie, “Your power was too weak to purify Tony’s soul, instead, you were knocked out by him. Alaya personally performed the purification ritual. Don’t worry, the Angel’s Purification Light, even used to attack, doesn’t cause pain. Tony left peacefully and is now likely back in the embrace of the Life Goddess…”

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Whether it was peaceful or not, I couldn’t tell, but I was certain that in that less than a microsecond of Holy Light Shock, Tony wouldn’t have felt any pain.

“Mhm!” Dingdang immediately chimed, having shared the rough details of Anwina’s past misfortune through our spiritual connection just before. Now she was aware, “Dingdang can attest to that!”

Our reassurance and the sudden appearance of the adorable little creature finally helped Anwina recover from her grief. She looked curiously at the Little Thing emitting a magical comforting aura and asked, “What is this…”

“Dingdang is a goddess~~~” the Little Thing boasted as it circled around the Ghost Maid’s head, “Dingdang is a Life Goddess…”

We watched as Anwina’s head followed Dingdang’s form spinning a full 360 degrees, feeling a chill down our spines… This slow ghost, can’t she refrain from making such horrifying moves!