North side of the crack.
In the Lindshey family's territory, a few people were gathered in the main hall.
Sitting in the chairman's position was an old man, his body radiated an ancient and lonely atmosphere, as if he had lived a long time. Even though he didn't say a word, the old man's majesty still made the rest of them not dare to speak up first.
Suddenly, the old man raised his head and looked towards the direction of the crack. At the same time, Demigod's terrible aura spread throughout the entire hall.
It's hard for anyone to imagine that an old man who seems to have stepped into the coffin is actually a Demigod. Furthermore, this person's identity is not ordinary at all.
This old man is the current head of the Lindshey family.
"Warren, the one who just became a God is the Sword God of the Knight Association, August?"
A hoarse sound rang out, a terrifying aura swept over, like a large rock placed on everyone's shoulders.
And the person whose name was just called Warren immediately knelt down on one knee and spoke in a respectful voice.
"Yes father, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."
The man named Warren spoke, but faced with his son's somewhat flattering and pleasing words, this old man did not show anything. Even, he was extremely cold.
"Warren, August was originally a person of the same generation as you, he has surpassed you, becoming a God level being. And yet you still stomp your feet on Demigod's doorstep."
"Honestly, you made me very disappointed."
"Father…"
Warren bowed his head low, not saying another word. The thought appeared in his mind that his father belonged to a generation much before the Sword God, yet he was still hanging around at the Demigod level. But Warren didn't dare say it, otherwise he was afraid that he himself would be punished.
Therefore, he can only choose to be tame.
Actually, not only Warren, but everyone here has the same idea.
"Anyway."
"Warren, go there yourself and investigate to see what happened to August, then bring the news back to me. Is that clear?"
"As you command, father."
"There's more…"
"You must quickly become a Demigod, the time left for me to live in this world is running out..."
"Yes father, I will try to become Demigod, shouldering the responsibility of the Lindshey family."
Warren spoke heroically, but at an angle that no one could see, his eyes were filled with anger mixed with fear.
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Jelro City, inside the store.
Alva worriedly looked outside, then looked back at Noir who was sitting leisurely reading a book. She seemed to want to say something, but found it difficult to speak.
Noir glanced over and spoke slowly.
"So what? Worried about your master?"
"It seems like I can't fool you."
Noir pouted, looking at the female knight's nervous expression, he didn't even need to think to figure out what she was worried about.
"If you feel too frustrated, you can ask me who succeeded in becoming a God."
Noir smiled, but Alva shook her head, her voice extremely depressed.
"But your information isn't free, right? I'm broke, sir."
"You understand quickly, okay, it's like giving you free information. Anyway, you'll know soon enough."
"Really, thank you very much sir!"
Alva's eyes lit up, listening attentively to Noir's next words. She was afraid that she would miss something.
"The person who became a God is..."
"Dear Sir!"
A scream came from the end of the horizon, interrupting Noir's sentence. Along with that, a silhouette wearing a black dress appeared at the front of the store.
Besides Brenna, who else comes here?
Brenna paid no attention to Alva who was nervously preparing to draw her sword to one side. To the witch, Alva was as weak as a bug. Even if Alva attacks while she stands motionless, the chance of the female knight causing damage to her is still 0%, the class difference between the two is too great.
Alva is extremely tense, Brenna and August are rivals vying for the chance to become Gods. If Brenna appeared here unharmed, then could it be that her master…
"You damn witch..."
August is her master, just like her father. Even though he was a very strict person, it was he who took care of Alva from childhood to adulthood, because she was originally an orphan.
Because of the feeling of being separated by the store, and because everyone entering here will turn into a normal person, Alva did not know that Brenna was still a Demigod.
Just as Alva was about to do something foolish, Noir's cold voice rang out.
"Inside the store, conflicts are prohibited."
It was a trivial statement that wasn't unusual, but it made both Alva and Brenna secretly sweat. Right at that moment, they seemed to feel that a new "rule" had been added to this place. It was like creating a rule from nothing.
For a moment, both women calmed down.
Noir sighed softly, he looked towards Brenna, and spoke softly.
"Is there a problem, Lady Brenna?"
"Sir, my chance to become a God has been snatched away!"
Brenna said angrily, but that only received a look of disdain from Noir.
"Give you three days and you can't even reach God level, so why are you running here to tell the suffer?"
"Do you still have integrity?"
Noir really wanted to say that, but still had to restrain his thoughts.
After all, people are still customers. He is also the individual who spends the most to date.
So, Noir can only console.
"There's no need to regret anything."
"Not only is there a chance to become a God, August has succeeded, you can too, it's just... not at that point yet."
"This world is so vast, the opportunities to become a God are countless. As long as you can pay, there are even ten chances to become a God."
"Besides, you made quite a bit of money there, right?"
Noir consoles on the one hand, and offers on the other. As for Brenna, she cried without tears. Noir told her not to regret it, but the property she had spent had also gone with the wind.
As for the profit, although it has compensated for the previous loss, the value is still far less than the opportunity to climb the ladder of God level.