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Riveria Rios Alf.

This was the first time that the legendary [Nine Demon Princess] appeared before Xingmian at such a close distance.

Her long, turquoise hair resembled the finest silk in the forest, shimmering softly under the magic stone lamp. Her pointed ears, faintly visible among her hair, resembled the elves' proudest emblem.

Her emerald eyes held centuries of wisdom, yet were clear enough to reflect others.

She just stood there quietly, with a light blue magical halo naturally flowing around her, as if countless tiny light elves were worshipping her.

The figure wrapped in the dress is as tall and straight as a white birch, and the collar and cuffs are embroidered with ancient elven runes. Every detail highlights the nobility of the royal family.

"Hey!" Loki suddenly darted in front of Xingmen and nudged him in the ribs affectionately with his elbow. "How about considering switching to our clan? I promise you'll see beautiful views like this every day~"

Loki winked exaggeratedly in Livilia's direction.

Of course, this was said quietly when Mama Rivera wasn't noticing.

Otherwise, Loki would be beaten.

"Loki." The red-haired forge goddess narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Do you want me to fix that mouth of yours with red-hot pliers?"

"I'm just kidding~" Loki raised his hands in surrender with a playful smile, and continued, "But if Wanji is willing... we'd be more than welcome to do it~~"

"I am Ganesa ...

The roar of the elephant-faced god interrupted this poaching farce at the right time.

During the discussion of the gods, a wisp of elegant elven flower fragrance wafted quietly over. Livilia took a step forward and came in front of Xingjian.

"Nice to meet you, hello, Hoshimi-kun."

The Elf Princess revealed a charming smile.

This was one of the reasons why she and Loki came to the Assembly of Gods this time, just to witness with their own eyes the young man who shone so brightly in the [War Games].

"Hello, Sister Livilia."

Xingjian held his breath unconsciously.

At such a close distance, Xingjian could see that the elven princess's porcelain-white skin was shining with a mother-of-pearl luster, and her emerald pupils were filled with the vitality of a thousand-year-old forest.

97 years have passed without leaving any fine lines at the corners of the eyes of this elf princess. Instead, due to her long experience, she has exuded the charming and mature charm of a Riveria mama-san.

Just like aged elven mead, the aroma alone makes one tipsy.

Xingjian secretly compared all the women he had met in his mind.

Whether gods or mortals, they were all overshadowed by the green figure at this moment. The tight cut of the dress not only did not weaken the charm of the elven princess, but instead made every curve become a secret place that attracted people to explore.

The clavicle faintly visible at the neckline looks like a carefully designed trap, making one wish they could turn into the hanging emerald necklace.

"Cough!" Hephaestus suddenly burst into a dry cough.

Xingjian suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had been staring at the other person for a full ten seconds.

"I'm sorry, Sister Livilia." Xingjian's ears turned slightly red, but she still met those emerald eyes frankly, "You are so beautiful."

The Elf Princess smiled, an elegant curve at the corner of her lips.

While adjusting the hair by her ear, she glanced at the boy in front of her.

His obsidian pupils reflected the halo of the magic stone lamp, his face was handsome yet heroic, and the figure who swept through the army in the war game perfectly overlapped with the slightly embarrassed young man in front of him.

No wonder Ais and Lefiya would inadvertently mention his name many times during training and adventures in the dungeon.

Mama Livilia stroked the ends of her green hair with her fingertips, and an idea quietly formed in her mind.

Perhaps I should find an opportunity to discuss the future of the two children with Hephaestus?

If he didn't seize the opportunity, he would most likely be overtaken by [Gas], who was also a member of Hephaestus's family.

During the [War Games], Livilia noticed that whenever the black-haired boy displayed amazing strength in battle, his figure would be reflected in his golden eyes that were always staring into the distance.

[Swift Wind] is a member of the elf race.

As the princess of the elves, she should have remained impartial, but watching Ai Si grow from a little girl to today, the almost maternal emotion made her biased.

Sorry... [Hayate].

We want to get ahead of the curve here.

"Ding--"

The carved white oak door hinges made a solemn sound, and sunlight poured in from the gradually widening gap in the door, casting two slender silhouettes on the ground, and all the gods' eyes were involuntarily drawn there.

On the left is Hermes, the god of travel, who always has a relaxed smile on his face.

This male god rarely wore a formal dark blue suit today, and his wing-decorated boots made crisp sounds as they stepped on the marble floor, but his amber eyes still sparkled with cunning, as if he was ready to plan the next prank at any time.

And on the right...

Accompanied by the rustling sound of silk, a charming figure slowly walked in.

Ishtar was rarely wearing those exaggerated gold jewelry today. Her simple dark purple robe only highlighted her perfect figure.

But anyone could see that those snake-like golden pupils were burning with suppressed anger, and although the corners of his carefully drawn lips maintained the arc of a smile, they were so stiff that they seemed to have been carved with a knife.

Hermes bowed gracefully to the gods:

"Exalted gods, thank you for taking the time to attend this post-war deliberation. A special thank you to Lord Ishtar... for taking the time out of his busy schedule to attend."

Hermes paused deliberately to focus everyone's attention on the goddess beside him.

Ishtar's fingertips trembled slightly.

"So..." Hermes suddenly raised his voice, his smile as calm as ever, but his amber eyes sparkled with the joy of watching a show.

"In the name of the witnesses of the war game, I declare this meeting of the gods officially open!"

The entire parliament hall was instantly in an uproar.

Some gods couldn't wait to take out their bet certificates, while others began to whisper to each other and observe Ishtar's reaction.

Hephaestus silently pulled Xingjian behind him, while Loki excitedly leaned over to Livilia's ear and said something, causing the Elf Princess to shake her head helplessly.

"Then let's get straight to the point. According to the sacred contract of the war game, I declare in the name of the notary..."

"The winner this time is the Hephaestus family!"

After the announcement, the gods all had different expressions, especially the goddess of beauty, Ishtar, whose beautiful face was slightly distorted with anger.

Hermes smiled at Ishtar. "According to the agreement, the loser must pay half of the property. Goddess, please sign the transfer agreement."

Ishtar snorted coldly and stood up suddenly. Her dark purple skirt slid across the ground like a poisonous snake, and under the gaze of the gods, she threw out a magic contract inlaid with gold edges.

"Take it. Don't think you win just like that. I will remember this grudge." Ista's voice sounded like it was tempered by ice.

Hephaestus calmly took the contract and scanned the densely packed property list with his one eye.

Half of the assets of the Ishtar family: including three gold-level shops, five warehouses near the entrance of the dungeon, and...Ishtar's most proud gem processing workshop.

The forging goddess raised her lips slightly and signed the god's name in a flamboyant manner.

——The contract is established, with the divine fire as evidence.

"Congratulations, Hephaestus. You are now the richest man in Orario." Apollo said jokingly, shaking his wine glass.

The Forge Goddess glanced at him calmly. "This title won't last long. After all, some people make a fortune just by selling food."

Hephaestus looked meaningfully at Demeter, the goddess of fertility.

At this moment, the goddess of agriculture was staring at Xingjian with a fiery gaze as if she was calculating the harvest, and her fingers were unconsciously gesturing numbers on her chest.

Apparently, he was already calculating how many acres of farmland and how many tons of gold-grade crops he would need to "impress" this new powerful man.

"Ahem!" Hermes suddenly cleared his throat and continued, "Next, let's move on to the second matter. According to the rules, the winner has the right to request that one member of the losing party [transfer to another clan]. Hephaestus, which member of the [Ishtar Familia] do you choose?"

The council hall fell silent instantly.

All the gods held their breath, their eyes intertwined subtly. Who would Hephaestus choose?

"Could it be [Man Killer] Phryne?"

Some gods began to whisper.

"It's so funny! It would be so funny if that stinky toad switched to the forging clan..."

"Hephaestus is not crazy, going to all this trouble to play war games with Ishtar just because of that toad?"

"That's right, it's completely impossible. I personally think that [Goddess's Loyal Dog] Tammuz is a true Level 4 combat power after all."

There are many different opinions, and most gods think of the tall Amazon warrior - LV3 [Lijie] Aisha.

After all, according to market rumors, this war game was caused by her!

Ishtar maintained the majesty of a goddess on the surface, but her mind was rapidly calculating.

The reason Hephaestus went to war with the Ishtar Familia was Aisha...

If I lose Lijie, Ishtar will be heartbroken...

But as long as that stinky fox is still there...

As long as I retaliate with more ruthless means...

She will make a comeback sooner or later!!

however……

Under the gaze of everyone, Hephaestus smiled slightly.

"Xingjian, you make the choice."

And Xingjian said a result that the gods did not expect.

"I choose... Haruhime."

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Chapter 123 [The Mistress of Abundance. Family], the third most powerful force in the city!

Xingjian's answer caused the entire conference hall to fall into a strange stagnation.

……who?

The gods were puzzled. After a few seconds, exclamations broke out one after another:

"Who is this? I don't know him."

"It seems to be the blonde fox girl next to Ishtar during the [War Games]?!"

"But she doesn't seem to be doing anything. She's just playing a supporting role in the entire war game. She has no effect at all."

"Looking at that weak look, he's probably not even LV2! Why would Hoshimi choose such an adventurer?"

"I know. Wanji must be attracted by the beauty of this blonde fox girl and is using this precious opportunity to kidnap the little fox and bring her into his harem!"

"Eh? That's possible. I think that fox girl is beautiful and dignified. That boy must have been attracted by her beauty."

"It's true that a hero deserves a beautiful woman. Okay, brother. You have a very unique vision. Fox girls are only found in the Far East. They are very rare in Orario."

The gods were discussing among themselves, all of them were surprised that Xingjian chose the fox girl from the Far East.

This boy is so sweet!

But it's understandable.

Hero~~

However, Ishtar, the only god present who knew about Haruhime, had his pupils shrank sharply and quickly stopped her, saying:

"Wait why her? Not Aisha?"

The fox girl hidden in the deepest place, possessing the greatest magic in Orario...

How did they know of her existence?!

Ishtar's eyes wandered wildly between Hephaestus, Hoshimi, and Hermes, until she saw the barely perceptible curve at the corner of the forge goddess's mouth, and all the fragments suddenly pieced together in her mind.

In an instant, Ishtar understood! !

That's it...that's it!

The so-called fight for Aisha...

It's simply an elaborate scam!

As a witness, Hermes proposed to hold a [War Game] to rationalize the battle, while Hephaestus and Hoshimi deliberately showed their interest in Aisha in a high-profile manner. Even Freya proposed a restriction at the meeting of gods - each member of Hephaestus's family can only use one magic sword.