Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 176 A certain blond male protagonist in a marginal novel
"Sure enough, Qilingos' body has been found."

"However, it is only a matter of time. After all, he is lying in the room like that. I hope that the subsequent investigation will not investigate me!"

Forsi Wall quickly scanned the contents of the newspaper and felt a bit magical about what happened the day before yesterday.

"Even a third-rate novelist would not dare to write such a plot..."

Miss Writer complained in her heart, and returned to the independent house where she and Xio rented, carrying the breakfast she bought and the discounted desserts from the store.

After dealing with Qilinges, the blond boy who had met once before became obsessed with them, and kept telling them how great and noble he was!
Even the seven orthodox gods are inferior to him.

However, Forsi and Xio doubted this, but did not dare to express it because they did not want to die without a trace like Qilingos.

"This is probably the chuunibyou that Emperor Roselle mentioned!"

Forsi Wall sighed again and shook his somewhat groggy head.

To be honest, after everything ended yesterday, in order to avoid being investigated, she and Xio wanted to abandon their current residence and go out to hide for a while.

Wait, notes!
Seeing this scene, Forsi Wall seemed to have remembered something, and his face suddenly turned red.

[I met the lovely Mr. Ron today. He is so cute. I really want to tease him. This is a good character. I must write him into the book. 】

But the extraordinary beings who were as powerful as Brown Sugar said they didn’t need to go to such trouble, because they couldn’t be traced at all.

[Test draft: Mrs. Viola couldn't help but feel happy when she saw the handsome boy sitting obediently on the bed. She quickly came to him, hugged the boy in her arms, and gave him enough tenderness. Pieces of clothing are scattered in every corner of the room]

[Well, Miss Audrey is like a real aristocrat. How about writing a love novel based on her and Mr. Ron? I’m a little excited just thinking about it~]

After receiving the reply, she opened the door with some restraint and served the dessert she bought in the morning to the great "Master of Time and Space".

After flipping through the notes page by page and classifying all the useful or useless knowledge, the blond boy cast a playful glance at the writer lady who had collapsed on the ground and lost all her color.

"Tsk~"

Forsi and Xio still have some trust in this sentence. After all, he is a living demigod!
After twisting the door lock, pushing open the door, and greeting Xio, who looked sleepy and had just gotten up, Forsi Wall came to the door of his own room and knocked politely.

"Enter."

The glove looked like it was made of human skin, with only a thin layer. At this time, it was using its two fingers to stand firmly on the table, while the remaining three were struggling to turn pages of notes.

She hurriedly wanted to step forward and grab her "inspiration" note, but as soon as she took a step, her whole figure stopped there.

[Hmm... let’s write a story about a noble lady and a little boy...]

[I actually dreamed of being with Mr. Ron. No, I must have been thinking too much about this recently. He is underage! 】

Seeing the blond boy's somewhat dissatisfied look, the writer quickly explained and glanced at the black gloves on the desk unconsciously.

"Mr. Ron, at this time in the morning we can only buy the remaining goods from yesterday."

"Actually, the ideas you have are pretty good, but they don't seem to be published in Loen. You are more suitable for Trier than here."

"Luo, Mr. Ron, please stop talking."

Hearing the author of her "yellow" note say this, the writer lowered her head again, wishing she could bury her head in the ground like an ostrich to escape from this embarrassing reality. Forsi Wall was overwhelmed by the embarrassment of writing a demigod as the male protagonist of a marginal novel, and even being seen by the other party.

"Tch~ It's really boring."

Seeing the attitude of the writer who was full of scraps, Ron curled his lips in disgust and threw the notebook back to her, without paying much attention to it.

He, Ron Sotos, has never seen anything, it’s just a side story!
"Mr. Ron, Qilingers' body has been found, are we really not going to be found out?"

After a while, Forsi Wall ignored his blush and handed over the newspaper when he saw the subject of his novel sitting there in a daze.

"Don't worry, it's definitely not..."

"What the hell is that army general? It was me who killed Qilingos. I should be the one praising him in the newspapers!"

The blond boy originally didn't care about Fors Wall's question, but just in the middle of his words, he suddenly saw the big news on the front page of the newspaper, his face sank, and he suddenly asked.

There are actually people who have no idea how to pretend to be his name, replace the deeds he has done, steal his glory and crown, and make it public!

What do you want to do! ?

If you dare to snatch this deed today, then tomorrow you will dare to hang the honorable name of "The Dominator of Time and Space" on your head!
This is really...

There is a way to take death! ! !

Although Ron didn't care about his reputation, this was his honor after all. Now that it was stolen by a "thief", how could he not feel angry.

What is given to you is yours; what is not given to you, you cannot steal or rob!

This is a matter of principle!

The cold and majestic gaze appeared again. Relying on the name in the newspaper, the great ruler of time and space successfully found information about the so-called general of the Kingdom's army.

"I have something to do, so I will leave here first. I hope you can bring me more surprises and stories when we meet next time."

Ron Sotos, whose mind was also filled with scraps of wisdom, meant something. He stared straight at the writer in front of him and left these words with expectation.

When he heard this, Forsi Wall's face turned red again, and he hugged his "inspiration" note tightly and refused to let go, as if to say, if he can't do it, he can't do it.

……

early morning.

The outskirts of Backlund.

In a large manor with a mill, red vineyard, and lawn.

"From today on, you are the servants of this manor. You should serve the master here as you serve your master."

"He is the descendant of the powerful, the descendant of the founder of the country. He is Duke Mahat of Backlund, the army general of the kingdom, and a real big shot."

"As for you, you should obey him well and do what you should do!"

(End of this chapter)