I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 480, page 2.1-9: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
What happened in the tavern was so obvious that by the time Dionysus realized what was happening, they had already arrived at the entrance to the audience hall.

Dionysus: "..." He wanted to leave immediately, but wouldn't that be too impolite?
Mu Yegui walked beside Dionysus, glanced at the conflicted expression on his face, and said calmly, "If you want to leave, you don't have to force yourself. Anyway, the king won't do anything to a god like you."

"Who! Who's leaving! I stayed because I was afraid you'd be in danger!" Dionysus's thoughts were exposed, and his face turned bright red. He stammered in rebuttal, though he was very guilty. His narrow, golden phoenix eyes kept darting around, and he didn't dare to look at Mu Yegui at all.

Mu Yegui could tell he was up to something with just a glance, but she didn't expose him.

After all, the current Dionysus is not the shameless guy she knew. She doesn't know how he went from a naive little god who blushed easily and couldn't hide his thoughts to the lazy, shameless, and lying high priest. She has a strange feeling that the child has gone astray.

“I feel a strong sense of oppression. There is definitely a first-level god inside, and a combat-type one at that.” Dionysus’s expression was very solemn.

To make sure Muyegui understood, Dionysus gestured and added a few words.

"If my divinity were to be compared to a harmless, incapable human being, then this guy would definitely be a battle-hardened, even bloodthirsty, warrior. He could take me down with a single finger, since my divinity is utterly incapable of fighting."

The responsibilities of a god are determined the moment they become a god, and so-called divinity is nothing more than a shortened form of the character and nature of a deity.

If God's heart is His divine nature, then His character is His divine essence; the two complement each other. If His divine nature is shattered and disappears, it signifies God's fall. Divinity represents God's power and origin.

Dionysus is the god of wine, in charge of sacrificial rituals, culture, grape cultivation, and winemaking. Therefore, his divinity tends to be gentle and friendly, and he can even get along with common people without any reservations, because that is his duty.

This is why he later always referred to himself as a logistics staff member from the Kingdom of the Unbelievable.

Regardless of the power he possesses, his inherent divinity is gentle and harmless, and he would never lay a hand on ordinary people. Therefore, in terms of personality, he would rather talk than act, and even if he did act, he would never kill anyone, at most he would threaten them, and he would never harm anyone's life.

But because his divine nature is that of the god of wine, he also has another unknown side.

Wine, it is said, always brings out another side of a person's personality after they are drunk. Some people show their true selves, while others become crazy. No one can resist being led astray when drunk, not even Dionysus.

Although he appears to be a gentle, safe, and harmless divinity, no one can guarantee that his divinity won't transform into a radical and dangerous side when he's truly drunk.

With her cool, silver eyes fixed on Dionysus, Mu Yegui remained silent. At least for now, Dionysus was unaware that he might have another personality, and she wasn't sure if the Dionysus she knew was the same one he was when drunk.

"What? Did you understand?" Dionysus frowned, subconsciously touching his face as he asked.

“I understand,” Mu Yegui nodded and said.

"Then why don't you run away quickly? Even I can't protect you," Dionysus added anxiously. He said all that just to urge Mu Yegui to escape. Such a dangerous being wouldn't care about the value of life; staying would be suicide. Gods have a pact to not interfere with or infringe upon each other. If someone attacks another, their divine status will be shattered by divine punishment, resulting in utter death.

Dionysus wasn't worried about his own safety, but he wasn't so sure about Mu Yegui. So he was very anxious and didn't want Mu Yegui to be in danger, since Mu Yegui had treated him to drinks, even though he had paid for them himself.

"The king summons you," Berthias said with a light laugh as he stepped forward.

As Mu Yegui walked in, he glanced at Bertias briefly, but continued walking without pausing.

Bertias's smile deepened, seemingly quite satisfied and even pleased that Mu Yegui understood what he wanted to do. Talking to intelligent people requires no explanation; they understand immediately and may even cooperate.

The gold jewelry clinked and tinkled, and Mu Yegui's exquisite and beautiful face was veiled, giving her an air of mystery. Her exposed, cold silver eyes were devoid of any emotion, like a deep, ancient pool, calm and still, reflecting no one's image.

Her fluffy, soft, misty gray hair cascaded down her back and was covered by a thin black veil adorned with gold ornaments polished into teardrop shapes, making her look very beautiful.

Bare, rounded feet on the beautiful floor looked extremely alluring.

The man had been casually reclining on his throne, his expression languid and showing no interest in anything. A woman dressed in an extremely alluring manner knelt beside him, gently tapping his thigh, as if giving him a massage, but more like a seductive gesture.

His light golden hair fell casually over his shoulders, slightly revealing his pointed ears. His deep, upright features were sharply defined, as perfect as a sculpture, and his handsome face wore a slightly arrogant and unruly smile.

A pair of golden, snake-like vertical pupils held a hint of disdain. He casually glanced at the two people standing below, his gaze lingering on their incredibly flat chests.

He suddenly seemed to freeze, maintaining this position for about thirty seconds before slowly moving to her face, his cold, golden vertical pupils carrying a hint of inquiry.

"Can a woman's chest really be that flat?" he asked, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Ya: "..." So this is your first thought after watching for so long?

Mu Yegui: "..." Just as Isaac would say, that lecherous dragon!
Dionysus: "..." Is that the point?!
Bertias had just walked in when she heard this sentence. She leaned forward and almost fell. Suddenly, she felt that the king's style was different from before, and he had become very unreliable.

He had heard that Wang liked women with big breasts, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, when he first met Wang, she was very high-class, so he thought it was just a normal hobby.

(End of this chapter)