"This kind of constitution is really troubleso..." Yato shook his head slightly.
"Didn't you say you're a god? How co you can't even handle this?" Ichijima Hiyori beca a bit anxious, instinctively looking towards the other "god." She quickly stepped forward, clasping her hands in a prayerful pose on her chest, "Lord God, do you... do you have any way to help?"
"Hey..."
Yato twitched his mouth, thinking, how could she so decisively conclude that I couldn't solve the problem and imdiately go to pray to another god? Damn, faith should be more sincere, and besides, I am currently your master, right...?
"..."
"..."
"I'm really sorry, I don't know much about this..." Gu Mo blinked his eyes, decisively shaking his head. Although it was a bit regrettable, his real ability value was still very limited at the mont; he was only relatively fit and knew only a few minor spells.
There was absolutely no way to solve this problem... Moreover, he rembered that in the original plot, even though Yato took on this commission and boldly claid he would help the other person fulfill their wish, in the end, Ichijima Hiyori never really reverted to being a normal person.
So it's better to just refuse outright, leaving the other party with no false hopes.
"Eh, how could it be..." The girl was completely taken aback; how co these gods were different from what she imagined? Shouldn't they be all-powerful and capable of doing anything? Why couldn't they even solve the problem she was experiencing?
Just a mont ago, too, there were so many demons, yet they just ran away, entirely different from what she expected.
"Fine, fine, I'll handle it..." Yato sighed with relief, smiled, and patted his chest, taking full responsibility, "Leave this matter to . I said it's troubleso, but I didn't say it's impossible."
Given that the other party had helped him before, and that she was now his divine artifact, he didn't ask for a five-yen incense money fee as a reward.
At the sa ti, he looked gratefully at soone else, not thinking that the other party was unable to solve it, but rather believing the other left him enough face. After all, it's indeed impolite to casually interfere with another god's divine artifact.
"Alright, you can handle your matters at your own pace, I'm taking off..." Gu Mo stood up, dusted off his clothes; the demon qi over there had already completely dissipated. His energy, under the buff of the divine water, had sowhat recovered, at least enough to move around.
Without further delay, it was ti to return and clean up the battlefield—although he knew nothing significant would drop, wastefulness is always a sha; besides, he wouldn't miss any spoils of war he could claim for himself, that's the self-disciplinary code of a player.
"Eh, you're leaving already..." Yato looked at him, "I still don't know your na."
"Emmmm..." Gu Mo thought for a mont, then said, "Just call 'Mo'."
"Is that... so?"
Yato's mouth twitched a few tis; why did he have to think even when saying his own na? This perfunctory attitude was too obvious; it was clear he must be hiding sothing.
This was quite strange because gods usually emphasize spreading their na unless they, like him, have so special reason to hide their true na... So why is this person doing it?
"Hey, you're not planning to head back there, are you..." Seeing Gu Mo preparing to turn and leave, Yato suddenly rembered sothing and asked.
"Yes, to check back there... Otherwise, I'll be uneasy." Gu Mo nodded, knowing it couldn't be hidden from the other, so he admitted openly. Anyway, NPCs weren't players and couldn't see the light points of dropped items, so they didn't know what he was going back for.
"Oh..."
The young man with purple hair and blue eyes nodded, hesitated slightly, and then hesitantly said, "When the shifting ti arrives, if you can hide, just hide; we all got through like this, that's the way this world is, there's really no way. At least, usually, it's relatively stable... isn't it?"
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Gu Mo fell silent for a while; he didn't know if Yato was hinting, perhaps subtly expressing suspicion about what just happened, thinking it was caused by him, and possibly wanting him to behave more quietly next?
But this was the only sowhat efficient way he had to grind monsters; at most, he could start the battles in places without people. Expecting him to do nothing was impossible... He quickly pondered and then revealed an enigmatic smile:
"Can you have peace for a while, can you have peace for a lifeti? You can only see what's in front of you, while I see further, I see my opportunity... Well then, I'm off."
Leaving behind these mysterious words, as if explaining what he was about to do next, yet without clearly elucidating, Gu Mo didn't give the other a chance to continue asking and went directly downstairs.
Saw sothing longer-lasting...
Saw an opportunity?
What was what? Yato furrowed his brows slightly, looking quite puzzled. At this ti, next to him, Ichijima Hiyori, who was looking slightly uneasy, slightly breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "Who is this Lord God? He seems so peculiar, I'm afraid to look too much..."
"I don't know, never t him, probably so war god or martial god from another country or sothing..."
Yato said casually, then suddenly a flash of insight connected the clues in his mind, and he was utterly shocked, looking towards the direction where that person had just left.
Wait, wait...
If this person were a mighty martial god like a war god, in this dark age where the gods are fallen and demons are on the rise, what could "opportunity" an to him?
Although this era was sliding towards a worse direction, just like how tis of chaos are rare opportunities for a very few individuals, perhaps that's his plan?
Yato nervously swallowed, feeling he might have understood a little; gods, because of their domain, receive different beliefs, which determines their strength or weakness. If he's like a war god, martial god with the most suitable targets to declare war on... If the other is ambitious, what will he do?
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