Chapter 124 - The Neamh The Gods Loved (2/2)
”Hmm, Big Sis. I think it looked too radical for someone as kind hearted as Master,” Primis added, moving her legs up and down in a prone position with her eyes glued onto the schematic. ”Need something more mild.”
”Is that so?” Tulu scratched her head. ”I have more papers, try drawing your ideas.”
”Sure!”
20 minutes had passed with the two of them trying to think of the design that ended up turning into an otherworldly fantasy concept outside of scientific comprehension. Foel tried her best to hold her laugh of pity.
”Add another cannon!” Tuli exclaimed. ”Another dragon pagoda on top of it will strike fear upon the enemies!”
”But that will make the staircase too narrow…”
MF arrived with a plethora of dishes that stroke a glue to the eyes of those who smelled the strong fragrance of the meat. She maintained her kind smile even though her sanity was slowly degraded by Tuli and Primis that took their effort in the wrong way.
'They are having fun, that's what matters.'
Just at the right time, a dark portal of space was stretched, spewing out a blonde lesser-minor deity that donned a bright smile. ”I'M BACK!”
”Ah, Ki. How is the investigation doing?”
”I killed 102 people within Dorian Citadel.” Her eyes then darted on the plate that MF brought. ”Huooo! Also, Lord Ouroboros seemed to have one malicious individual that bore the blessings of some god having a great negative intent to you back then. Just right when I wanted to send him my curse, he was already dead.”
”You buffoon, that is because I've dealt with him after he destroyed 70% of the mountainous domain outside of this Citadel.”
Ki immediately knelt as she planted her face on the ground.
”I'M SORRYYY!!!”
Just like the great Ouroboros had expected, the construction was severely prolonged by hours with the new appearance of a more hungry people to eat. Under the bright moonlight, MF continued to fill those people's hunger.
Some of the forest dwellers also mingled with the cast quite energetically. Again, prolonging the construction process. MF wasn't chased by time, so she decided to focus on socializing with the people that she held dear.
It was quite bizarre and something it became a place where the major followers showed their talents in front of the numerous Fruit Spirits, Wisps, and Mandragoras who had nothing to do. It became too crowded to the point that MF decided to back off into the shadow and spectated the fun from afar.
MF began to play with her flute again, accompanying the rowdy bunch with her music according to the situation. Somehow it added a comedy aspect to it when she turned some ongoing situation to feel more dramatic.
Foel tapped her from behind. ”Give me that.”
”Y-you can play the flute?”
”I want to try.”
Foel managed to replicate most of the songs that MF had played. As she cast a concealment spell for both of them, MF joined the performance with a violin to make the melody more merrier.
Their performance eventually echoed through the whole Domeniul Ceresc. It lasted until the dawn knocked onto their door, telling those people that morning had arrived.
”And the construction haven't progressed in the slightest.”