Saigo chuckled, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared at the outer gate.

When Saigo appeared again, he returned to the lower level of the box garden.

"Hey, Momonga, are you having fun in the little garden?"

Saigo looked at the skeleton in front of him, which was suddenly frightened by his appearance, and he laughed heartily as if greeting it.

He doesn't look like a high and mighty god at all, but more like a gentle, kind, and emotional human being.

Chapter 92: Nangong Nayue's powerless resistance and the friendship with Momonga

(I'm almost done writing it. I'm not going to write about Genshin Impact anymore. It's better to just write about Genshin Impact than in the anime. Of course, there's too little information and it's easy to backstab.)

"Flying Squirrel, how are you, are you having fun in this small garden?"

Saigo's sudden appearance startled Momonga. His skeleton-like body opened its mouth wide, revealing a frightened expression.

He obviously only looks like a skeleton, but he shows such emotions and feelings.

After seeing that it was Saigo, Momonga patted the chest of his gorgeous wizard robe and complained: "... Zaratul, you almost scared me to death."

Seeing this, Saigo laughed and said, "...You are still such a coward, Momonga."

But Momonga said nonchalantly: "...There's nothing wrong with being timid. It will help you live longer."

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Zaratul, for your advice, which allowed me to continue to retain my human emotions."

"Otherwise, I would probably not care about my own life after becoming an undead creature, which is not in line with my philosophy of life."

Upon hearing this, Saigo teased, "...Indeed, your philosophy of life is to be cautious, and you like to compete with the air in wits and courage."

Momonga's skeleton looked at Saigo carefully for a long while. Saigo smiled and asked, "...What's wrong, Momonga?"

"No, nothing." Momonga shook his head and said, "...I just feel that you now seem to have the same feeling as when we first met."

"You know, after we were teleported to another world together, you changed so much that I almost didn't recognize you anymore."

Saigo smiled but said nothing. He did not give much explanation, because at that time Saigo was being influenced by the divinity and was gradually losing his humanity.

And now he has regained his humanity, so in Momonga's opinion, Saigo now looks like the person he first knew.

"You haven't answered my question yet. How is this box garden?"

Saigo brought the topic back to the original question.

Momonga said helplessly: "...This place is not good at all. It is really too dangerous."

"Especially since you brought me here without knowing anything and made me fight against such powerful enemies right away."

"And there are so many powerful people in this little garden. I have no heart, but I was almost scared to death by my heart rate of 840. Do you know how scared I was at that time?"

Seeing Momonga's look, Saigo couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

Indeed, for someone like Momonga who was used to obtaining intelligence from both sides and then taking action after careful consideration, this kind of emergency was not his area of ​​expertise.

Plus, Feishu was once just an ordinary working-class man. Although his mentality has changed after a period of experience, there is still a certain gap between him and those real strong men.

So it is understandable that he would feel frightened when faced with this sudden war.

"But this place is very beautiful and spectacular. It is much larger than the other world we are in. It is completely beyond my imagination."

"If the other world we live in is like a fantasy novel, then I can't even describe how magnificent and vast this world is."

Momonga exclaimed.

Saigo and Momonga walked on this deserted grassland. Saigo asked him with a smile, "...So if I asked you to leave that other world and settle in this box garden, would you be willing?"

Momonga quickly shook his head: "...Forget it, this place is really too dangerous, I'm really a little scared."

Seeing Momonga's fearful expression, Saigo smiled slyly and said, "...Unfortunately, you have no room to refuse. Even if you wanted to refuse, it's too late."

"When you agreed to carry the aging spirit, you became a member of Zoroastrianism."

"Of course, you have to contribute to the development of the sect, and you can only make this contribution in the small garden."

"So, I will let you return to that other world temporarily. You, the Supreme Lord, will integrate the great tomb that belongs to us, and then bring the great tomb to the box garden."

"Although you are now a great demon of Zoroastrianism, I allow you to re-establish a new community in your own name."

"The name of the new community is the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. What do you think?"

Saigo's words left Momonga dumbfounded. He muttered, "...Why do I always feel like I've been tricked by you?"

"If you want to think so, it doesn't seem wrong, but I'm not trying to trick you. After all, you agreed to this yourself." Saigo said indifferently.

"Besides, compared to that other world, only the small garden can bring you a more profound future, rather than a future that can see the end."

"Don't you want to experience another fantastic, magnificent, manly adventure?"

Saigo's words were gentle yet extremely tempting.

Momonga then complained: "...Look at me now. How can I still look like a man?"

Saigo looked his skeleton-like body up and down, laughed and said, "...You are right, you don't look like a man at all now."

"But if you are willing, you can find your former body in this box."

Unexpectedly, Momonga shook his head vigorously: "...Forget it. I am quite comfortable using this undead body."

"I know myself well enough. If I didn't have the basic skills of the undead, I would definitely be consumed by desire."

"Especially since this body doesn't feel any pain, Zaratul, you don't know that I'm actually afraid of even getting injections. If I felt pain after getting an injection, I would definitely go crazy."

Saigo exclaimed: "...This is what I like most about you, because you really know yourself and know your place, Momonga."

"Keep going with this idea in mind. The mentality of a strong person needs to be tempered, and you have plenty of time to sharpen your heart."

"One day I believe you will become the person you want to be."

Momonga's skeleton opened its mouth and smiled, "...I'll give you good luck, Zaratul!"

"But I have a question for you."

Saigo made a gesture of invitation.

"I don't know much about this small garden. I just want to ask you, Zaratul, have you fulfilled your wish?"

As Momonga said this, his empty eyes looking at Saigo revealed anticipation.

"Who are you asking me, Momonga?"

Saigo Kiyorō spoke in a gentle voice.

"As your friend, of course."

Momonga said in a decisive tone.

"Friend, it is such a nostalgic and beautiful word. Since you are asking me as a friend, I will also answer you as a friend."

"I have fulfilled my wish and achieved my goal."

Saigo expressed his joy without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Momonga's skeleton laughed for a moment, and said with inner joy: "...That's great, Zaratul."

"Although I know my contribution may not seem to be a big deal, but you have accomplished your goal, and as a friend I feel that my contribution is worth it."

"Even though I was brought here by you and was frightened, and even had to fight a life-and-death battle with someone, I have nothing to complain about."

Saigo stared at Momonga's terrifying figure, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "...As expected of our president, even though he is a mascot, it is because of your care for your friends that everyone supports you."

Momonga said distressedly: "...You finally said this word. As expected, in your eyes, I am a mascot."

"But I am willing to get your recognition (babh) and everyone's recognition, even if I am just a mascot."

He took a deep breath and said, "...Okay, Zaratul, send me back to that other world."

"I will follow your wishes, reorganize the great tomb, and then bring them to this world called the Little Garden."

"Just like you said, there is no future in that other world. The fantasy journey of Flying Squirrel has not ended yet, but has just begun."

Seeing that Momonga suddenly had motivation, Saigo waved his hand, and Momonga, who was walking forward, disappeared in the small garden.

Saigo stood there for a long time, his eyes following Momonga, watching him return to the World Tree World and begin to arrange the "aftermath" of that world.

Then Saigo took a step forward, and his figure disappeared on the plain.

When Saigo appeared again, he came to a city outside the five-digit outer gate of the small garden. The whole city was like the outside world, with advanced technology, but the buildings in this city were mostly Gothic.

And in this dark fantasy-like city, a girl wearing a black Lolita-style long skirt, holding a parasol in her hand and looking as delicate as a doll is walking on the cobblestone road.

Saigo's figure appeared behind her, causing the doll-like girl to pause for a moment.

Nangong Nayue did not turn around. She just snorted arrogantly and said, "...Our Lord Sect Master, you are really full of vigor and vitality now."

Xixiang didn't care about Nangong Nayue's weird attitude. He took two steps forward and came to Nangong Nayue's side, then took her delicate white hand.

Nangong Nayue tried a little harder, but when she found that she couldn't break free, she let Xixiang hold her hand.

She sneered, "…Was it fun scaring me before?"

Saigo pretended not to know what she meant and asked, "...When did I scare you?"

Nangong Nayue snorted again: "... Stop pretending, the evil god mother I saw at the beginning was actually you!"

"First, she frightened me as the mother of evil, and then she descended into my world as a great demon and played me around."

"I didn't quite understand your power in the past, but now I understand it a little better. I'm afraid that at that time, you already knew all my fate and information."

Unlike Feishu, Nangong Nayue's strength was acquired through self-cultivation.

Because of this, she had a deeper understanding of the Little Garden and guessed Saigo's true identity, the mother of the evil god who scared her in the Void Temple.

Thinking about how she was teased by Xixiang in the past without knowing anything, Nangong Nayue, who was so arrogant, naturally felt upset.

However, Nangong Nayue was not a willful little girl. Her anger came and went quickly, and soon her expression softened again.

She stared at Xixiang and said softly, "...Although you gave me enough information, I still don't have a great understanding of this small garden, let alone empathy."

"But I know you must have faced the greatest danger before, and I am satisfied to see you safe and sound."

"You are worthy of being chosen by me, Nangong Nayue. No matter where you are or who the enemy is, you will always win in the end."

Saigo squeezed her cold and delicate little hand tightly and said with a smile: "...Your words sound more like you are praising yourself to me."

"Of course, I am Nangong Nayue, the witch of the void." Nangong Nayue said coldly and proudly.

"Would you like to have some afternoon tea?"

Nangong Nayue, who was wearing a dress, looked at a shop on the side of the road with her watery eyes and asked.

Saigo didn't say anything, but just took her hand and walked to the table in the shop and sat down.

Above the sky, the gentle sunlight spread down, falling on Nangong Nayue's beautiful face, as delicate as a doll, casting mottled shadows.

Xixiang just looked at her smile, as if he had returned to an afternoon in the bloodthirsty world, where the two of them were sitting on the top floor of the high-end apartment belonging to Nangong Nayue, drinking afternoon tea and chatting together.

"Be with me, what are you distracted about?"

Seeing that Xixiang seemed to be thinking about something, Nangong Nayue said elegantly while holding the teacup.

"I was just reminiscing about how we used to spend our afternoons like this for a long time."

Saigo said with a chuckle.

Nangong Nayue was a little surprised: "...You can still recall the past?"

"Is there something wrong? Xiao Nayue, do you remember what we would do before having afternoon tea in those afternoons?"

Xixiang suddenly winked at Nangong Nayue, which made Nangong Nayue secretly think "not good" and feel a crisis.

Before Nangong Nayue could react, Xixiang Xixiang suddenly grabbed her hand, and to Nangong Nayue's exclamation, pulled her petite body like a doll into his arms.

Seeing Xixiang's eyes fall on her straight legs in black lace stockings, Nangong Nayue blushed and spat, "...You devil, it really is related to lust!"

"Hey, wait a minute, this is in public, there are so many people watching, what are you going to do?"

Nangong Nayue screamed in fear and hugged the straps around her shoulders tightly.

"It doesn't matter, they can't see us, Xiao Nayue, don't you like this kind of excitement?"

"Asshole, I'm not an exhibitionist!"

Nangong Nayue resisted, but in front of Xixiang, her resistance was so delicate and powerless.

Chapter 93: To bring back the mother of the good and evil gods

The war that swept across the upper and lower levels of the box ended, and everything returned to calm.