"Since it's yours, it's not too much to say that it's a gift from me."
Peggy thought for a moment.
"What you said makes sense."
With that, she walked out of the door with her emerald sickle.
Matthew reminded her softly,
"Right, don't forget to occasionally use divine power to nourish this sickle.
"It really needs this."
Peggy immediately turned around, her tone full of suspicion.
"That's not right, Matthew.
"Do you think I'm a rooster hatching eggs?"
Matthew blinked.
" First of all, roosters don't know how to hatch eggs. Hens usually hatch eggs.
"Secondly, if you're unwilling, I can also entrust someone else to help me nurture it, but that might cost a lot of money.
"Sigh, in the end, it's because I lost a chance to become a Demigod. If I were a Demigod myself, I wouldn't have to trouble you. I could use my divine power to nourish it myself…"
As soon as he said that.
