At this thought, Gu Mo suddenly felt that things had beco very absurd. He had considered many possibilities and ways to deal with them, but he had never thought it would unfold like this. Is the concept of "Divine Spirit" in this ga a bit too cheap?
But...
Looking at the so-called god across from him, whose face was full of "poverty," living a precarious life, and then thinking of the so-called eight million gods, most of whom are probably living similarly hard lives, it seed that the entire the of this ga was about the tales of new gods closely linked to real society.
Gu Mo felt he could completely understand it, after all, if he seriously considered it... whether it was Nine-tailed or White Viper, they were all his Guardian Spirits, existing almost like a part of himself, based on his own background.
——This view doesn't seem wrong, and Yato can't be said to have misunderstood.
So, what is this all about... Gu Mo's face was complex. The plans he prepared, anticipating all possible scenarios, seed completely useless now.
"You deliberately brought here because of what happened here, right? That woman... is she your follower? Or is there so kind of connection?" Yato didn't notice his expression, he just looked back into the depths of the alley again and couldn't help but sigh.
Wandering between this shore and the other shore, one naturally sees too many things that don't exist in reality, and thus always understands what has happened in certain places…
No wonder he directly asked on the phone if I would take on a murder commission, so that's what it was for.
Yato felt he understood the reason behind it, and suddenly figured he understood the other's thoughts. He could also see that there were obvious fluctuations in the other's aura, probably in a similar not-so-great situation as himself, existence not exactly stable, struggling on the brink of disappearing at any ti.
In such situations, every relatively fixed follower is incredibly precious... If he were in such circumstances, he might be imnsely furious too.
"Sort of..." Gu Mo paused slightly, giving a vague answer.
He was contemplating how to change his original plan, but the incident happened suddenly, leaving him no ti to think it through, and for a mont, he was naturally sowhat unsure.
Yato stared at him for a while and then suggested, "How about this? It's been a long ti since I've done sothing like killing, and I don't intend to easily go back to it now, however... I can help you find out what's actually going on and let you decide for yourself what you should do. How does that sound?"
He had been hanging around in this city for so ti, and since he hadn't seen this person before him until now, he naturally felt that he wasn't lying, and he indeed had only recently arrived from out of town.
Probably because of this reason, he couldn't protect his follower here. After all, these fallen wild gods are not as omnipotent as humans imagine, though they possess many abilities beyond humans, there are also many things they cannot do.
So, he could only help investigate a bit, at least compared to the newcor to the city, he was more familiar with the local circumstances.
"I have a rough idea of who the culprit is..." Gu Mo said softly.
"I see..." Yato nodded slightly regretfully, realizing this business couldn't be done, and no wonder was there a direct request for a murder commission, but he still didn't intend to take it on.
Perhaps in the eyes of the one who sohow heard about him, he was a Calamity God, ant to do these dirty jobs by nature, which is why they specifically approached him, like how other Gods would seek him out when they wanted to deal with certain Demons.
However, Yato himself had long been disgusted by his side as a Calamity God, disgusted by this seemingly cursed fate, unwilling to return to those past tis.
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