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There are also some businessmen with a keen sense of smell, who bet on Chen Mo's title in the underground black market. Every day, people who come to bet are full, and one of them is covered in robes, only showing a pair of red eyes, and his voice is quite immature. Almost every day, I come here with a stack of titles to place bets... I don’t know if it’s a son who grew up in a large family. In a few days, he bets tens of thousands of fare, which is really generous. It's too bad.
But in the center of all vortexes, facing other people's thoughts and remarks whether they are good or bad, sincere, or have other plans, Chen Mo still repeats his daily life of church, tavern, and dungeon. life.
The more deeply he inherits the profession of [Swordsman in Black], the more fascinated he is by the sword in his hand, as if the instinct called [Swordsman] has awakened in his body - as long as he swings the blade, he will feel Joy and relaxation from the soul, without any feeling of boredom at all.
At the same time, as his level rose to Lv.2, his physical abilities began to gradually improve, but this time without the help of the system empowerment, the speed of improvement can be said to be too slow, often a little value It will take several days, even more than ten days.
However, compared with the slow-growing basic attributes, the inheritance of [Swordsman in Black] has been smooth sailing. With the deepening of his understanding of the sword, the sharp feeling on Chen Mo's body that radiates outwards all the time has gradually become peaceful. Get upright.
It didn't disappear, it just subsided.
Like a sharp sword in its sheath, it quietly preserves its sharpness.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since Chen Mo's famous move to Olalie.
In the outer slums, a steeple church with a brown exterior wall looks a little hazy and dreamy in the morning sun.
In the church, on the altar stood a pure white statue of God, wearing a floor-length skirt, holding his hands in front of his chest in a gesture of blessing, and his quiet and delicate face was exactly the same as Hestia.
Chen Mo is sitting cross-legged on the log bench used for worship with his eyes closed. He is still dressed in black clothes and black swords when he entered the dungeon for the first time, but the feeling on his body has changed. become deep and silent.
"Boom boom boom——"
Behind the altar, the steps leading to the basement suddenly sounded. Chen Mo opened his eyes, just in time to see Hestia's petite figure.
Compared with the usual image of always wearing private clothes, Hestia is dressed very formally today, and the white dress well highlights the key parts of her body.
And today is also the day of the [Gathering of the Gods] held every three months.
Looking at Hestia, who exudes unparalleled divine beauty in the morning light, Chen Mo still feels a little breathless even though he spends time with her day and night recently.
This kind of sacred beauty and noble beauty that hits the soul directly from the inside out is really hard to resist.
After a moment of daze, Chen Mo smiled.
"Good morning, Lord God."
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"Oh! Good morning, Chen Mojun!"
Wearing white silk gloves and pulling up the collar of the skirt, Hestia sat next to Chen Mo without pretensions, stretched out her arms to help him tidy up his somewhat messy hair, and looked at him left and right.
"Are you going to the dungeon today?"
"Um……"
Sensing the natural aura emanating from this genuine god at close range, Chen Mo subconsciously held his breath.
"Eh? Obviously, you don't have to work so hard..."
After smoothing Chen Mo's slightly upturned hair, Hestia patted him on the shoulder, and said with a moved face: "Chen Mojun, you are indeed a responsible and good boy!"
Although in terms of age, Hestia has existed for at least hundreds of millions of years, it is definitely not a problem to call him a child, but as soon as you see this loli god, he is completely nothing to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl Chen Mo always felt a little weird about the different immature cheeks and the pair of eyes that seemed to be shining with childlike innocence forever.
Being called a good kid by a little girl... Even a pervert wouldn't have such a hobby, would he?
But compared to this, Chen Mo cares more about another keyword she said at the moment.
"Responsible for...?"
Hey, that's a bad word!
Talk like I did something indescribable to you!
"Yes!" Nodding happily, Hestia didn't notice Chen Mo's subtle gaze at all, and began to count with her fingers: "Help me pay off the debts I owed to other god friends all the time, and pay back Renovate the dilapidated church to what it is now, and even though you didn't say it, Chen Mojun, I actually know about it."
"What do you... know?"
"Hmph, of course you know everything! Bell and Lily have already told me!" The light pink lips raised slightly, revealing a smug smile, and Hestia continued: "As soon as you enter the dungeon, Chen Mojun will start teaching them sword skills... Although I haven't seen you fighting with my own eyes, the sword skills that can defeat the Minotaur at Lv.1 at Lv.2 must be quite precious, right? Our family, Chen Mojun, has made a great sacrifice!"
"..."
Listening to Hestia's great praise to him without saying a word, Chen Mo stroked his thoughts, and then finally came to his senses.
When he took Bell and Lily into the dungeon before, because he really couldn't stand the slow speed of killing monsters of these two little devils, he directly asked them to step aside so as not to hinder his movements, and then started to swipe the dungeon alone.
But Bell and Lily, who didn't know the truth, were driven aside by Chen Mo, and seeing him wreaking havoc among the monsters like a gust of wind sweeping leaves, they felt greatly encouraged and began to imitate the sword skills he used.
However, unlike Chen Mo who inherited the [Black Swordsman] professional skill, without a strong sense of sword and comprehension, neither Lily nor Bell could imitate the sword skills in a mess.
Originally, Chen Mo was hunting monsters, but when he caught sight of the seriously out-of-shape movements of the two of them out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help it anymore. He solved the battle at hand and began to formally teach them sword skills.
After accepting Chen Mo's teaching, Lily and Bell naturally respected him more, and they didn't forget to say a few good words for him in Hestia's ear when they updated their [Status].
It's not in vain to teach them how to use a sword...
Seeing Hestia's expression of being too moved in front of him, Chen Mo coughed lightly and asked, "Speaking of which, Lord Shangshen, today is the day of the Shenhui, right? Well, that...how should I say it?" Well, about my title..."
"Don't worry, I will definitely win you a title that is as common as possible!"
"This is really nice..."
Hearing Hestia's swearing assurance, Chen Mo's tensed shoulders immediately relaxed.
Although in the eyes of the adventurers of Olalie, it is very good to be able to get a cool, handsome and personal style title given by the gods, but Chen Mo obviously disagrees with them.