The peaceful time did not make everyone so leisurely.
According to Allen's arrangement, everyone is even busier.
Crete formed the Ebon Blade Army, Leza and others were responsible for training the soldiers, while Kelly counted and sorted out all the supplies.
Of course, Allen was not idle either.
At this moment, in the study room of the main building of the castle, Faschi was looking at Allen with a cold face.
"You humble mortal, I am Amberli, the God of the Ocean. Why don't you bow to me when you see me?"
Although Fasiqi usually has an expressionless face, now her eyes have a bit of the sharpness of a superior, and her voice has become as rich and mature as a bel canto.
However, Allen was not surprised at all by Fasqi's performance, because he knew that the goddess of the sea had arrived.
And this goddess seemed to be very dishonest, and she wanted to give Allen a blow when she first arrived.
But she didn't know that to Allen, a staunch atheist, her actions were ridiculous.
"If you say this kind of nonsense again, get out of Fasqi's body."
Allen leaned back on the chair and said coldly: "A poor guy who looks like a corpse in a mass grave and doesn't even have a tombstone after his death is still claiming to be a god?"
Haha, just a forgotten person."
Amberley is here now relying on her connection with Fasqi, but Fasqi still has control over her body.
As long as Allen wants, he can directly order Fasiqi to expel Amberly.
Although the Ocean Goddess is not powerful as an old god, she possesses a large amount of information, even secrets.
So if possible, Allen wouldn't mind having some communication with her.
He also wanted to know some past things from this old god.
But Allen has no reverence for gods, and he doesn't know how to worship, let alone bow to a powerless old god.
"You will be punished no matter when you treat the gods with this attitude." Amberly said solemnly.
"Punishment? How to punish?"
Allen leaned back on the chair and looked at Amberly with a smile, and said: "I am sitting in front of you, and you can punish me at any time.
I'm really curious about how you, a god who even borrowed your body temporarily, want to punish me."
Allen stroked his chin, his eyes full of anticipation.
…
Amberli was a little surprised by Allen's strong attitude, and she was speechless for a moment when she looked at the young man in front of her.
But she didn't leave because of it.
After a brief silence, Amberly spoke again: "Mortal, you should give a god the respect it deserves."
"The gods have long been history. If you want to be respected, you'd better learn how to respect others."
Allen glanced at Amberly and reminded him in a cold tone: "Besides, I don't like this mortal name either. You can call me by my name, Allen."
"Okay, Mr. Allen."
Amberly responded in a deep voice.
This goddess originally wanted to rely on the old pressure to position herself above Allen, but she didn't expect that Allen would not accept this trick at all.
Allen's decisive tone forced her to lower her attitude.
"That's pretty much it."
Allen sat up straight, slightly put away his aura specially designed for confrontation, and asked: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to see me for."
"I need your help."
Amberly, who had been suppressed by Allen, no longer resisted and told Allen very directly.
After hearing this, Allen chuckled in his heart.
Sure enough, this Amberli can control her emotions and lower her aura to sit here, just for her own sake.
…
"There are ways to ask for help, either relying on the friendship behind you or making a deal."
Amberly knew what was going on, and Allen didn't mince words. He said straight to the point: "You and I don't have much friendship when we first met. If you want me to help, first tell me what benefits you can give me."
Allen's unceremonious frankness once again silenced Amberley - she really had no intention of giving Allen any benefits.
"What do you want, Fan...Mr. Allen."
"I want a lot of things, but you can't give them to me."
Allen suddenly felt that these old gods were arrogant and ridiculous, asking for help without even thinking about the reward.
Looking at Amberli in front of him, he couldn't help but said: "Why don't you go back and think about it first, and then come back when you've made up your mind?"
…
As the saying goes, Galen spoke softly, and his silence broke his defenses.
Almost every time Allen spoke, it was beyond Amberley's expectations, causing her to fall into silence frequently.
Of course, this doesn't mean that the Old Goddess is stupid - she just has a habit of looking down on all humans.
As a being who was once aloof, even those who were not her believers would kneel down when they saw her, and it had long been instinct to look down on humans.
She has never communicated with humans since her death, and she couldn't adapt to Allen's contempt for a while.
Being able not to get angry is enough to prove Amberly's rationality.
And Amberly did not leave because of Allen's words. After a moment of thinking, she spoke again,
"If you can help me solve the current troubles, when my divine fire is rekindled and the throne rises again, I will give you endless wealth, a powerful army, and help you build the most glorious human empire..."
"Stop it, stop it!"
The more Allen listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and he hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt Amberly's tirade.
Although he had never formally worked in his previous life, Allen could feel that the goddess of the past was painting a cake for him.
"What you are talking about is too far away. Let's not talk about whether you can exalt the divine work again. Even if you succeed, what can I do if you, as a god, fail to fulfill your promise?"
Allen smiled and looked at the goddess of the sea, and said calmly: "Based on my attitude towards you, the best result is if you don't press me to death."
"As a god, I will not break my promise."
Amberly looked at Allen righteously, "I can sign a contract with you."
"You'd better come up with something real."
In Allen's impression, this ocean goddess is not a god from the good camp, and it is impossible for him to believe the promise.
As for the contract... this is not an area that Allen is good at. He doesn't know whether the so-called contract can bind an old god like Amberly.
Allen didn't want to involve himself in it again without getting the benefits.
"Okay, Mr. Allen, let me think about it."
Amberly sighed and fell into silence again.
This time she fully understood that the human in front of her was not easy to fool, and began to think seriously.
After a long time, when Ellen, who was waiting, even thought that Amberly had left, she finally spoke again,
"Mr. Allen, are you interested in becoming a magician?"
"Magician??"
Allen searched hard in his memory, but could not find any information about the magician.
"What is the magician you are talking about?"
"A powerful spellcaster who is as powerful as a mage and can cast divine spells."