It turns out Sasrir's premonition was accurate. Although the Ancient Sun God did not give Sasrir extra work, He did bring him two children.
In a way, this was scarier than extra work.
No matter how much work there is, it can eventually be completed. But raising children isn't something that can be done overnight.
Especially these two kids in front of him. One seemed gentle and harmless, but that smile immediately told Sasrir that this was definitely a scheming child. The other one, however, was too much like a hunter, giving Sasrir a headache just by looking at him.
But as a qualified tool-person and avatar, Sasrir ultimately took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the various stressful scenarios appearing in his mind. He barely managed to smile and said, "I understand. I will take good care of them. Please rest assured."
"I trust you," the Ancient Sun God nodded. His gentle gaze then swept over the temporary tent-style residences in the distance and asked, "How are they doing?"
He was naturally referring to those whom Sasrir had rescued from the elves—the humans who had been enslaved by the elves.
"Most are emotionally numb, a few are rather fearful. I arranged for Beyonders of the Moon pathway to check and treat them. Ninety percent have old injuries, with some severe enough to cause disabilities."
"All are malnourished. They were probably only barely surviving without starving to death before. I've arranged for druids to urgently produce food..." Sasrir quickly entered work mode, reporting methodically. It was clear he had handled such matters before.
"...Food and medicine are temporarily not an issue, but there is a shortage of proper accommodations. They can't live in temporary tents forever. I believe our city should be expanded outward, but there aren't enough people to build. You know, we are always short of manpower."
"Additionally, once expanded, the number of patrol personnel needs to increase. This era is too dangerous. Someone must constantly watch to ensure the safety of the civilians in the city," Sasrir continued, his words revealing a persistent lack of people.
"Furthermore, because these people have long been oppressed by the elves, most have mental issues. I plan to arrange for psychiatrists to provide them with unified comfort and treatment while spreading your faith among them, letting them know of your greatness. This will greatly alleviate their fears..."
The Ancient Sun God listened, nodding occasionally. After Sasrir finished, He said, "I'll find a way to solve the manpower issue. You can also select some potential talents from these people. We are not short of low-level Beyonder materials..."
After a pause, the Ancient Sun God glanced at Lynn and Medici, "During the faith promotion, you can include Lynn and Medici. They also need anchor points to stabilize themselves."
"I will," Sasrir nodded in understanding.
After a few more exchanges, the Ancient Sun God smiled warmly at Lynn and Medici, "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll leave you with Sasrir. He will take good care of you. Of course, if he bullies you in private, you can come to me to complain." The last sentence was a joke.
"Then you must keep your word and not deceive us because we are young," Lynn joked back, shamelessly using a childish tone to act cute.
After all, young ones should behave like young ones. Using one's advantages is not shameful.
"Don't worry, I won't deceive you," the Ancient Sun God's smile grew warmer. "Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Watching the Ancient Sun God's departing figure, Lynn finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was clear the other party meant no harm, being around such a big shot was still very stressful.
Of course, the other party might be just as stressed as him... Lynn thought humorously. Adjusting his expression, he then looked at Sasrir.
The dark angel before him had slightly curled shoulder-length black hair and a face too handsome to be human. He wore a long robe of deep black adorned with silver threads, intricate patterns, and luxurious accessories. Just standing there quietly, he gave off a divine aura.
No wonder he's the most handsome creation of the Ancient Sun God. Truly handsome, almost catching up to me... Lynn joked inwardly. Sasrir then looked at him, and Lynn immediately put on a harmless smile and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Sasrir?"
"You, can you stop smiling so fakely? It's disgusting," Medici interrupted before Sasrir could speak, unleashing his trademark sarcasm.
This was unsurprising, as Medici had long wanted to be sarcastic. If not for Lynn's constant restraint, he would have already tested Leodoro, Aucuses, and Ouroboros with his provocations to gauge their characters and attitudes.
Now that the Ancient Sun God was finally gone, Medici no longer held back, first targeting Lynn, who had kept him in check.
Whether or not Medici had his own considerations behind the provocation was something only he knew.
Hearing Medici, Lynn's smile remained unchanged. He looked at Sasrir seriously and asked, "Mr. Sasrir, could I have half a minute?"
Sasrir looked at Lynn and then at the arrogant Medici. Guessing what Lynn intended, he nodded, "You may."
"Thank you," Lynn replied politely.
Seeing Lynn's gentle and courteous manner made Sasrir feel somewhat relieved. Just as he thought, "Maybe this kid isn't that hard to handle," he witnessed the two little ones starting to fight right in front of him.
Sasrir was stunned. He expected Lynn might scold Medici or return the sarcasm, but he never imagined the two would start fighting in front of him.
Though the two children were mindful not to use their Beyonder abilities, as someone also skilled in combat, Sasrir could tell they weren't just play-fighting but were seriously fighting.
This left Sasrir with a feeling of both amusement and helplessness, realizing that his future with these children would be very eventful.
(End of Chapter)