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

Chapter 501, page 2.1-28: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
A gentle breeze swept by, lifting wisps of misty gray hair.

Mu Yegui gazed at Noyce silently for a long time, nodded to him, and did not speak again. In her view, this topic was actually an unsolvable problem, because history cannot be rewritten. Once a choice is made, a mistake is a mistake, and even if one regrets it and wants to make amends, there is no chance.

"Why hasn't that noisy god come looking for you? I remember he's already back from Maholis City," Noyce asked, puzzled. Weren't those two always together?
"He's drunk and still sleeping in his room." Ultimately, it's just his nature as a Dionysian; after all, if he didn't love drinking, he wouldn't be a Dionysian.

Noyce wrung out the clean clothes and hung them on the clothes rack to dry.

His dark purple hair swayed gently in the breeze. He reached up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, letting out a long breath.

“It’s almost time, I should get ready to go to the King’s,” Noyce said with a light laugh. “Because no one ever wants to chat with me, I end up talking a lot without realizing it. I’m sorry if I disturbed you.”

Mu Yegui shook his head. "No."

"That's good. I'll be going now. See you next time." Noyce seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He smiled at Mu Yegui, then turned and left.

Mu Ye lowered his eyes, his meaning ambiguous, and said, "See you next time... well... if you can still smile then..."

She turned and walked towards her room, but just as she reached the door, she heard a loud thud, like something heavy falling to the ground. She paused briefly and walked towards the source of the sound.

The first thing you see is a boy with messy, wine-red hair sleeping in a terrible position. His upper body is on the floor, his pajamas are lifted up to reveal his fair, flat navel, while his legs are still on the bed, half-falling off, showing how flexible his waist is.

Seemingly hearing faint footsteps, he slightly lifted his eyelids and slowly opened his long, narrow, golden phoenix eyes. Looking up at Mu Yegui standing in the doorway, he waved and mumbled, "Good morning." After saying that, he closed his eyelids again, his breathing even, clearly having fallen back asleep.

Mu Yegui: "..." I have never seen such a terrible and unrestrained sleeping posture.

"Get up, Xiao Jiu." Mu Yegui walked over slowly, and without hesitation kicked that delicate and beautiful face, saying.

Dionysus remained motionless.

While it may seem like there was no movement, there was some. At least he unconsciously grabbed the foot and smacked his lips in the process.

Her cool, silver eyes stared silently at Dionysus, a hint of danger in her expression. "If Xiao Jiu doesn't get up, you won't have any more wine, and even the gift I was going to give you will be gone."

The moment he finished speaking, Dionysus suddenly opened his eyes, and as if in a final burst of energy, he suddenly became full of life and shouted, "No, you can't ban alcohol!"

"So are you awake now? Can you let go of my feet now?" Mu Yegui's feet were still on Dionysus's face, but he was holding them tightly with both hands.

Dionysus paused for a moment, seemingly sensing some danger, and then awkwardly released his grip, letting out a dry laugh.

With a 'thud,' his feet touched the ground. He slowly sat up, frowned, and after several seconds cried out, "Ouch!" In a sense, Dionysus's pain reflex arc was truly long, always only partially aware of it. However, it's also possible that he wanted to pretend he was human, so he deliberately cried out in pain, but in reality, he didn't feel any pain at all. After all, even if he was in pain, his expression never distorted; he remained perfectly calm.

He scratched his messy, wine-red hair and said, "It's really strange that you're giving me a gift."

Her messy, wine-red hair was scattered on the ground, contrasting beautifully with the light-colored floor, making it seem as if wine had been poured onto the ground, exuding a subtle, mellow aroma that was truly captivating.

Although Dionysus is only a few centimeters taller than Muyegui now, his hair has already reached his knees. However, the god is really lazy and doesn't want to take care of his beautiful long hair at all, so it's often a mess.

In comparison, Mu Yegui's long hair only reached her buttocks, and although it was slightly messy due to her natural curls, it still looked quite good.

“I took a pure gold goblet from the king’s treasury.”

When she first saw it, she felt that it was almost exactly the same as the Holy Grail held by Dionysus in the future. Since this was the past, it was reasonable for her to give this cup to Dionysus. Anyway, it should have been his, and even if it wasn't, history would be corrected.

"A wine cup!" Dionysus's eyes lit up. He didn't have his own wine cup yet! His subjects only knew how to give him wine, never a wine cup, so it was too much trouble to find a cup to drink from every time.

Mu Yegui turned and walked towards his room, picked up the gleaming gold goblet on the table, and said, "Let me mark this for you, so you don't confuse it with the other wine glasses."

A sharp fingertip traces across the smooth surface of a pure gold goblet, leaving a mark with ease.

Mu Ye recalled the agave pattern carved on the Holy Grail she had seen, and used her fingernail to carve that image exactly onto it.

Before long, the pure gold goblet engraved with an agave pattern was freshly made.

She casually shoved it into Dionysus's hand, saying, "Don't lose it. I stole it from the king's treasury." Having used up her only chance to take a treasure from the king's treasury, she would kill Dionysus if he dared to lose it.

Dionysus hugged it tightly, delighted, and said, "I won't lose it; I'll keep it with me forever." This was his first wine cup; anyone who dared to take it from him, he would kill!

Mu Yegui watched as Dionysus hummed a song and ran out with an excited expression, as if his son had been born. His destination was probably a tavern, and he might even show off his wine cup.

"So, this era's Little Wine is indeed an idiot." Mu Yegui commented indifferently. She had already given up all hope for Dionysus's intelligence. No wonder Lanlos didn't want to meet him at all, which shows how troublesome he was.

She suddenly remembered someone she had forgotten about, and thought it was about time to return to reality. She decided to take Raqi back with her and talk to Mingjin about the dungeon.

This copy has three parts: upper, middle, and lower. The upper part ends here.

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