I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

"I never thought that one day too many tributes would cause people to worry."

Holo looked at the tribute in front of her and commented.

"I hold the same view. There is no way you can finish all this."

Lawrence also spoke up.

"It's a headache. Wasting food is a bad habit. It's torture for us, the God of Harvest, to watch these ripe fruits rot."

Holo said as the huge wolf tail behind her swayed back and forth.

"Do you think it would be blasphemous if I took these tributes and sold them?"

Lawrence asked, chin set.

"If you're going to talk about this topic, you might as well discuss how you blasphemed in bed last night. I think that behavior is more serious."

Holo said jokingly.

"Please spare me that. Let's find a way to solve this problem first. Selling... is not a good idea either. If the people who come to offer sacrifices see that the god they believe in is selling sacrifices, it would be a bit..."

Lawrence said with a headache.

"Sodayo, I don't want to be called a greedy wolf."

Holo said, nodding her head.

"How about you release your original form and eat all of these? I remember you like eating very much."

Lawrence suggested.

"I still prefer to chew slowly and savor the delicious food when I'm in human form. Besides, I'm a wise wolf! Not a pig! You understand! If I eat this mountain of food, I'll get fat too!!"

Holo kicked Lawrence unhappily.

"Sometimes being too happy can give you a headache..."

"Let's talk to Chelsea, the administrator who rules this imperial capital. It's difficult for us to deal with this."

Holo suggested.

A big problem with not eating all the tribute is that it will rot after a period of time, and then it may breed plague and bring disaster.

She is the goddess of harvest and she has no control over this.

Moreover, due to the achievements that Chelsea had made previously and the sufficient power of faith given by Moyin, her harvest this year was a bit too good.

"Even if you say so, the carriages and other things can't get out. Our road has been blocked by these crops."

Lawrence looked at the Tribute Mountains in front of him with embarrassment.

"Have you forgotten that I can transform? That posture is very agile."

After saying this, Holo transformed into a giant wolf, then threw Lawrence onto her neck and ran towards the imperial capital.

The farmers who came to offer sacrifices did not feel fear when they saw Holo transformed into a giant wolf, but cheered and rejoiced.

Because they know that this giant wolf is the harvest god who brings great harvests. According to folk legend, whoever sees the true form of the harvest god will have good luck in the whole year.

It is precisely for this reason that some people actually bring various tributes just to try their luck.

"Lawrence, they are cheering to see me. You were so scared when you first saw me."

Holo said happily while transforming into a giant wolf and flying in the sky.

"Anyway, I'm afraid it's the first time I see something larger than normal. I'm really sorry."

Lawrence hugged Holo's neck and apologized.

"Kuhaha, I don't hate frank males. I'm very proud of you being my husband, so there's no need to apologize."

"I have always wondered if I am really worthy of you as a god. After all, thanks to you, I have even obtained the eternal godhood, and I didn't do anything."

Lawrence spoke up.

"If you say something like that again, I'll be so angry that I'll want to throw you off my body and make you roll away in disgrace. We've supported each other all the way to today, how light do you take this bond?"

Holo said somewhat unhappily.

"I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Lawrence began to stroke Holo's beautiful hair, and Holo stopped talking and ran towards the imperial capital with full concentration.

Finally, the giant wolf that Holo transformed into stopped in front of the Imperial Palace, and then Holo returned to human form.

"Lord God of Harvest, have a nice day."

The guards in the palace bowed their heads respectfully and saluted Holo.

"You too, have a nice day."

Holo politely returned the greeting.

"It is an extremely lucky day for us to see the Lord God."

Holo smiled, then followed Lawrence straight into the palace hall where Chelsea was.

After seeing Holo and Lawrence, Chelsea waved her hand to dismiss the guards around her.

"Hey, Miss Holo, good afternoon. Is there anything I can do for you in the palace today?"

Chelsea asked in a good mood.

She also learned the news of the bumper harvest. Now that people's hearts have stabilized and they have enough food to fill their stomachs, everything will be easy and the population will grow steadily.

It has to be said that the God of Harvest that Moyin found for her is really powerful. Even the granary that was almost empty before is expected to be filled up directly this time, and may even need to be expanded.

"Indeed, I encountered some troubles of being too happy."

Holo spoke up.

"The trouble with being too happy?"

Chelsi repeated Holo's words with some confusion.

"Yes, there are too many sacrifices for us, causing the road in front of our house to be completely blocked. We can't eat so much, but those are also the goodwill of the believers, and it would be bad to refuse."

"But if you don't finish it, it will rot, and rot will breed plague and eventually bring disaster."

Holo spoke up and Chelsi's expression turned serious, the plague is no joke.

"This matter... is a bit difficult to handle. If our imperial army moves the tribute away, it may cause misunderstanding that we are stealing your offerings, Miss Holo, which will have a bad impact on both sides."

"On the other hand, if we issue a notice asking believers to reduce the amount of tribute, it will also dampen everyone's enthusiasm. It's not easy for us to interfere in this matter, but we have to intervene."

Chelsea started thinking with a headache.

What is going on? Originally, the believers were enthusiastic and offered tributes to Holo so that Holo could gain more powerful power. Then Holo's harvest power would become even stronger. It should have been a virtuous circle, but because the number of tributes was too large, it might cause disasters...

"It's indeed a bit troublesome and a headache. This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can ask Moyin if he has any good ideas. He is a powerful god and will definitely encounter the same problem."

As she spoke, Chelsea took out the Blood Stone and contacted Moyin.

"Hmm? Chelsi, what's going on?"

Chelsea, who was in contact with Moyin through the Blood Stone, heard Moyin's voice and then relayed the problem that Holo encountered.

“Pfft, there are so many tributes that I’m so happy that I have a headache. Hahahaha, this is really interesting.”

Moyin burst into laughter.

"So do you have any solution?"

Holo asked.

"Yes, there are many kinds. Here are these space-time bracelets for you. They have infinite space and can keep food fresh forever. You can save them as your own money. If you don't want to store too much basic food, you can recruit some of your believers and ask them to use various crops to make wine or preserves to extend the shelf life. This is a great honor for the believers. Of course, it would be better if you could bestow some blessings on them."

Moyin began to teach Holo, and at the same time a space crack opened in front of Holo and Lawrence, and a pair of bracelets floated out of it, one flew in front of Holo and the other flew in front of Lawrence.

The two took the bracelets and put them on their wrists.

"That's a great idea. Then you will be in charge of recruiting believers, right, Chelsea? We want to eat high-quality stuffed peaches! We need excellent craftsmen."

Holo demanded.

"Okay, I'll arrange for some craftsmen to go over there. If you don't mind, can they settle down near the forest?"

Chelsea confirmed.

The Yoiz Forest where Holo lives was directly transferred from another world by Moyin, and is basically Holo's property, so she had to ask Holo for permission to allow those craftsmen to live nearby.

"No problem. This way, more people will visit Lawrence's store. I don't mind turning the area around there into a living area."

Holo said generously.

"Then it's settled."

Chelsea nodded. She didn't expect that Moyin could solve the problem that had previously troubled the three of them so easily.

Although they were unable to create divine creations such as the time and space bracelets, the three of them had not figured out the idea of ​​recruiting believers as proposed by Moyin.

On the one hand, it created more jobs for the residents of the imperial capital, and allowed them to live in the divine realm and be closer to the gods they believed in. Even Holo gained more collections, so it was really killing three birds with one stone.

"Oh, by the way, if you make something delicious, don't forget to put some in the bracelet. My family members may take something new from it when they want to eat something new. The spaces are interconnected, so if you encounter any danger, you can also take out weapons, artifacts and other things from it."

Mo Yin spoke up.

"Is there still a possibility of a fight..."

Holo complained quietly.

"I don't think it's very likely that you will be asked to fight, but if you run into bandits or something like that, wouldn't it be fun to use some weapons to play with them?"

Moyin spoke up to remind.

"In fact, the profession of bandit has become extinct. Who would do such a thing if they can make a living by fighting? Sairu has already executed all the villains."

Chelsea began to report.

"Hahaha, it looks like you guys are doing pretty well over there. I won't go over to see you then."

Mo Yin said with a smile.

"Please come and show up once in a while. Esdeath often comes to the palace to inquire about your news."

Chelsea reminded.

"Let's talk about it later when we have time. I'm still busy now."