Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

I wonder what kind of expression the goddess will have when she hears this news.

Furthermore, how would the "mother-in-law" react if she found out her true identity?

“…Vesarune, is it?” Ronan murmured softly as he was about to enter the room, his fingertips tracing the edge of the card.

"Now I finally know your real name, goddess."

Thinking of this, Ronan smiled and stepped into the building, his steps becoming much lighter.

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"Wow, they're really rich. Three thousand divine attributes, they can just spend them like that."

A moment later, the goddess mother, chin in hand, watched Ronan's extravagant buying spree in the trading market, her voice filled with感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing admiration, regret, and a sense of wonder).

"Whose young master is this, out for a stroll?"

Three thousand divine titles... she only receives thirty titles as a bonus every hundred years.

Although it may seem like it would take ten thousand years to collect three thousand coins, the daily expenses are still quite considerable.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to sell their daughter for the sake of continuing the family line.

"If my daughter hadn't gone missing, maybe... never mind, she's gone now, what's the point of saying all this?"

The goddess mother sighed, drooped her wings, and then saw Ronan spend six thousand divine points to buy six portions of a sixty-thousand-year-old divine inheritance.

"?"

She was stunned.

Wait a minute, three thousand plus six thousand, that's almost ten thousand, isn't it?

The person who can carry so many liquid assets and dispose of them at will must have a powerful background...

"gentlemen…"

Suddenly realizing something, the goddess mother's gaze turned serious.

Out of a sense of duty and to provide a better experience for the guests, she stepped forward to ask if they needed home delivery.

However, seeing how much the other person was enjoying it, she thought about it and swallowed her words.

What if they just want to show off their wealth?

Looking at them, there were three from the God of Magic, one from the God of Life, one from the God of Divination, and one from the God of Forging.

Besides divination, magic and life are very common combinations.

This inevitably reminded her of her daughter.

sigh.

"Miss Avis."

Ronan suddenly turned around, casually toying with the divine inheritance he had just bought, a hint of interest in his eyes.

His tone was relaxed, yet subtly inquisitive:

"Is that enough? By the way, how much of a cut do you get?"

Avis, the mother of the goddess, was taken aback upon hearing this.

Why ask this question?

Could it be...?

Chapter 271, Chapter 272: Goddess: You stole my house?

"He wants to seduce me? No, I have a husband. He wants to seduce my daughter? No, that's not right either. So what does he want?"

The goddess's mother was dumbfounded.

Having lived for 30,000 years, this was the first time she had ever encountered something like this.

In her view, there's only one possibility for a buyer to purchase goods and then ask how much commission they can earn.

—I want to earn more money.

In theory, this is a good thing, but why?

She narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Ronan's face.

Are we very familiar with each other?

Puzzled and about to ask, Ronan waved his hand dismissively and replied:

"Don't get me wrong, I just have too much money and nowhere to spend it."

"Instead of letting others benefit, it's better to let a poor mother whose daughter has run away from home benefit. It's a good deed."

This was the truth, but Vesa Avis was speechless upon hearing it.

Her lips twitched. "Thank you so much."

She was actually being pitied by a young man, which made her both laugh and cry, and at the same time, she felt a little sad.

She took a deep breath, shook her head, and a thought of politely declining welled up in her mind.

Although it was her responsibility as a shareholder to get buyers to spend more money, her dignity wouldn't allow it.

Before she could even speak, Ronan's gaze had already fallen on the counter.

The phantom images of some creatures are appearing there.

He casually pointed and said, "Wrap up this, this, and this all for me."

"I've already spent nine thousand divine sparks, so I might as well round it up. My house is in need of some mythical creatures to guard it."

"Eight-legged celestial horse, Qilin... Divine Dragon Blood Elixir. If you, Azure Dragon, were to drink it, you could probably take on the Creator God in one-on-one."

Just as Ronan was saying this, Avis inadvertently noticed his wrist.

It was a very weak dragon-like creature, with a faint but incomplete inheritance within it.

Now... spending hundreds of divine sparks just to allow it to evolve?

With a furrowed brow, Avis found it hard to understand.

Because a weaker two-winged angel is only worth twenty divine essences on the market.

In stark contrast to the complex expression on her face.

The two-winged angels responsible for selling these goods immediately broke into bright smiles.

"Oh my, you have such excellent taste! They are absolutely the best choice for guarding the house and keeping your offspring company!"

After saying that, she quickly packed up all the mythical creatures and respectfully handed them to Ronan.

In addition, to highlight the value of the product, a comprehensive service package is also provided, such as breeding and delivery.

There's a reason why they're expensive. If some powerful gods hadn't already possessed them, they wouldn't still be unable to sell them now.

When these creatures grow up, each one of them can take on a six-winged angel single-handedly.

Ronan accepted it and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned around and waved casually.

"Come on, Miss Avis. If you have some free time, you can tell me more about your daughter."

“I am very interested in this.”

Upon hearing this, Avis snapped out of her daze, a knowing glint in her eyes.

really……

She sighed inwardly, "What a pity my daughter isn't here, otherwise..."

With a deep sigh, she followed him and began to recount her story slowly, her voice tinged with nostalgia.

We must not give up even the slightest hope.

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"above."

"This is all my experience in the realm of gods. Your mother isn't difficult to get along with; she's very easy to talk to."

"She answered all my questions, even telling me about how old you were when you wet the bed."

In the far north, Ronan recounted the events of that time with great enthusiasm, while the goddess directly opposite him blushed with embarrassment.

She lowered her head awkwardly, her heart filled with shame and confusion—what was her mother doing? How could things have turned out like this?

That's so decadent!

Surprisingly, they were swayed by just some money.

"You..." The goddess took a few breaths, trying to calm her racing heart.

She hesitated for a long time before looking up, wanting to ask Ronan how he would view her after learning about these things.

However, he was interrupted by Ronan's succinct gesture after only uttering a single word.

“I am aware of your predicament. Your father’s mismanagement has brought the family to the brink of bankruptcy.”

"Just then, a landlord's foolish son took a fancy to you and wanted to marry you. Your mother agreed because she was in dire straits."

"You didn't like it, so you ran away... How should I put it?"

Ronan stroked his chin, frowning slightly. "I don't really like this story because you play the role of a victim in it."

"so……"

He paused for two seconds, looked intently at the goddess, and asked seriously:

"What are you planning to do? Do you need me to teach that foolish son a lesson so he'll stop bothering you?"

That's too extreme.

The goddess was speechless for a moment, and after a long while, she slowly exhaled.