The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　"Uh……"

　"If the young lady is in trouble, I will not force her. Come, have some wine!"

　"it is good!"

　In the blink of an eye, she had downed three more bowls of wine. How many bowls had she drunk?

　Nine bowls?

　"Mr. Chen has not yet asked the girl's name."

　"Why do you need a fancy name? Brother Chen, just call me Yue. Yue as in mountain."

　She was still somewhat lucid, only revealing a surname whose authenticity was unknown.

　"Miss Yue. Okay."

　Chen Lingxu raised an eyebrow, looking at the little golden roc in front of him whose eyes were already darting around and whose pretty face was as red as a rose.

　The Golden-Winged Roc, still using the surname Yue, feels too familiar... Did he give him such a surname back then?

　Chen Lingxu pondered for a moment.

　But he immediately gave up thinking about it.

　Why worry so much? It's rare to find such a talented kid; it would be a waste not to have some fun with him.

　“A-Xu”.

　The nine-colored deer watched this and gently rubbed its foot against his leg under the table.

　The person in front of her must be the Celestial Master Xi had mentioned who bullied her. After all, she had almost been standing at attention just now, clearly having been badly beaten by him. And now, looking at the person being forced to drink by Chen Lingxu, although Little Dragon Girl didn't smile, her raised tail and bright eyes clearly showed that she wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

　But she was, after all, the Celestial Master of the Great Yan Dynasty; if she were to embarrass herself by drinking in public…

　"Great! Miss Yue has a generous heart."

　Chen Lingxu wrapped her tail around the Nine-Colored Deer's leg, indicating that she didn't need to worry, and then continued to pour a full bowl for the person in front of her.

　"Ha... Brother Chen's drinking capacity is comparable to Tianyue's!"

　Looking at the unfazed Qilin before her, she felt her own feathers go numb.

　Wait, buddy, aren't you and I drinking the same thing?

　I'm practically a bird, soaring ninety thousand miles into the sky, and you don't even flinch, sitting here playing games with her, drinking cold water and getting a big belly?

　Is it that he has an extraordinary alcohol tolerance, or is the alcohol he's drinking something completely different from what I'm drinking?

　"Sigh, Mr. Chen just doesn't blush when he drinks; when he really does drink, he can't drink much."

　Pshaw, I can't drink much...

　She looked at the bowl of wine in front of her, her tongue burning as if on fire.

　This wine is strong and potent. Her tongue is already quite sensitive, and the first few sips were pleasant, but now she's chugging eighteen bowls. If she drinks any more, her tongue will be ruined.

　"Ahem. It's getting late today."

　She glanced at the sky and was about to get up to leave when her arm was grabbed and she couldn't break free.

　"Where is Miss Yue going?"

　"Uh... it's getting late, Brother Chen. I need to go back and make some preparations. We'll meet again tomorrow, and I'll have a good drink with you then."

　“If Miss Yue has urgent business, I won’t stay any longer. But about the meal…”

　"Of course, of course. I'll do it on behalf of Brother Chen..."

　She patted her pocket, looked at the smiling Qilin, and chuckled.

　laugh.

　"Um, I was in a hurry when I left home and forgot my money."

　"It's alright. Consider this my treat, Miss Yue."

　"Then it'll be my treat next time. Brother Chen, goodbye..."

　"Miss Yue has left just like that. What if we can't find you tomorrow?"

　That Qilin is incredibly strong. Why didn't she try to please him herself instead of sending those unfilial disciples?

　"This...uh..."

　As she was exploring, Qilin suddenly withdrew his hand and made a promise to her with a mysterious expression.

　"Then I'll use this as collateral. Miss Yue, you'll have to wait for me tomorrow."

　"Ah...hiss...okay, okay."

　Suddenly, she felt a chill. Looking at the other person's hand, she was so startled that she sobered up a bit and immediately ran away.

　"Ok?"

　This time, it was clear that Qilin had the upper hand by scaring the other party away with its sheer numbers.

　Xi gave Chen Lingxu a wary look. He could drink so much; she was lucky she'd survived last time. She'd never try to drink with him again.

　"A-Xu, what did you say to her?"

　Nine-Colored Deer saw him lightly tap the other person's shoulder, and the other person was so frightened that he couldn't speak properly and ran away.

　"Ahem. It's a secret."

　"Huh? Hmm, okay."

　Seeing that he wouldn't speak, the Nine-Colored Deer didn't press him. But this only made Xi, the curious little dragon, scratch her head, wanting to know what kind of method had scared away the celestial master who had beaten her.

　"Is Miss Xi very curious?"

　"Hmph. No way."

　But when he asked, Xi didn't give him a second answer.

　So, what exactly did Chen Lingxu do?

　"Old Celestial Master! Old Celestial Master!"

　After she left the restaurant, someone chased after her. It was the waiter.

　"W-what is it... Ugh—"

　The waiter couldn't help but feel worried when he saw the Taoist priest vomiting violently while leaning against the wall.

　"Old Celestial Master, have you discovered anything?"

　"Naturally... ugh—"

　"Uh, you, why don't you... finish throwing up first?"

　"Ahem, it's okay."

　She took the gourd from her waist and rinsed her mouth before looking at the candle-bearer from the Si Sui Terrace who had chased after her.

　“That Qilin… is indeed not in the Celestial Master’s Records of the Celestial Master’s Mansion.”

　It is a wild Qilin.

　From the earliest records of the Yan Kingdom, the Qilin has been firmly established there, and there are no known records of it appearing in other countries. Especially one with the surname Chen. It couldn't possibly be some Qilin causing trouble outside, could it?

　Now suddenly a Qilin appears, swaggering into the capital with the Sui Pian.

　"Is it possible that it was made by that film crew 11?"

　Everyone knows that Sui Shiyi can imbue objects with meaning, so maybe the other person was drawn by her after she improved her abilities further?

　"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I know exactly what Sui Shiyi is capable of."

　Judging from the situation of those people, it was actually Sui Shiyi who was being suppressed by the other party.

　"Have you found out what the deer woman's background is?"

　"Not yet. Master, what should we do?"

　How to do?

　She also wanted to know what to do.

　I leaned against the wall, took a sip of water, and my head was still spinning.

　But there was something she couldn't say... her undergarment... was now in the other person's hands.

　Chapter Sixty-Four: A Glimpse into the Life of a Lumberjack

　Today was another tiring day.

　But just thinking about the day when he will see him again, and that day will come soon, even a kitten will purr contentedly.

　"A joyful roar"

　The dark crystalline structure stretched its limbs around her, looking quite happy.

　Yes, it's been tough these past few days, always by her side but unable to reveal its true form.

　“M3, our plan has succeeded. A new trade route will soon be established. We'll be back in Kazdel soon to see him. Is there anything you'd like to say to him?”

　Stroking its bladed feet, Kal'tsit confided her thoughts to it.

　A hesitant, low growl.

　"Yes. I know you also want him to play with you... It won't be long. This time, it won't be long."

　After all, he had said that this separation wouldn't be longer than the last one.

　A wary roar

　"Not an outsider. A messenger."

　There was a knock on the door, but Kal'tsit knew who it was from the way the knocking was done.

　He was Kazdel's messenger.

　"Hello, Lady Kal'tsit."

　"Is it a letter from Theresa?"

　"Yes, it's a letter from Princess Theresa to you."

　Are you asking how things are going?

　The messenger disappeared into the shadows; after all, this was Gaul, and it was best not to reveal more about Kal'tsit's identity.

　"let me see."

　Before opening the envelope, Kal'tsit had already thought about what to write in her reply.

　It's simply a matter of telling her how things are going, giving her some encouragement, informing her of the next steps, and preparing the necessary items for the transaction in advance.

　"How could..."

　"A puzzled poke"

　The construct beside her peered over the envelope.

　"M3! Calm down!"

　Restraining her agitated companion, Kal'tsit took two deep breaths to calm herself down.

　Besides inquiring about her health, the letter's first sentence was, "The Primordial Celestial Venerable has returned." If it weren't for her extensive experience and the time it took for her to regain her composure...

　Having occupied most of her long lifespan, she's probably dancing with excitement now, just like the M3 beside her.

　"When did he come back, and what did he do?"

　Kal'tsit stroked M3's head as she read the letter aloud.

　The letter described how they spent time together after Qilin returned home, and also mentioned the changes in him. The letter was filled with a sense of contentment and joy.

　But after glimpsing a word in the next line, Kal'tsit felt a chill run down her spine, even though it wasn't winter yet.

　"m3, poke me."

　"A gentle poke"

　"it is true……"

　The words written on that line almost suffocated Kal'tsit.