As the morning light illuminates the horizon, Lagia ushers in a new day.

After sleeping all night, Wang Du woke up from his sleep, and people began a new day.

The number of pedestrians on the streets gradually increased, and business travelers, tourists, scholars, and citizens came and went.

More often, though, are the soldiers everywhere.

On the city's main thoroughfares, at intervals there is a soldier standing guard in a sturdy cloak.

From time to time, a pair of guards would patrol by at a neat pace.

"How? My country, my city, my family. ”

The royal capital of Lachia was built on a high mountain surrounded by the city.

Standing on an open-air platform at the top of the mountain, Ares looked at the thriving city below and smiled at Yakumo beside him.

There was pride in his tone.

“…… Not. Yakumo's slender and neat eyelashes trembled slightly, and he glanced at the city below, and after some consideration, he said, "This is a city full of order. ”

"Ahaha! Of course! ”

Ares has a rugged personality that does not match the appearance of a noble son, laughed when he heard this, patted his chest and said proudly: "With my children here, no one dares to be presumptuous!" If nothing else, it's the safest of all the surrounding countries! ”

"Here, everybody has to follow the rules I have set! We set very clear standards for businessmen, factories, military training, civilian labor, and everything else! ”

"Everyone knows what they're going to do! So we are the most powerful country around! ”

Ares gushed about Yakumo's way of governing the clan country.

"By the way, tell me about you! I'm also curious about your world, are you also the god of your world? ”

"It's not."

Yakumo shook his head, although he didn't agree with Ares's way of governing the country, he didn't point it out to his face.

"The world I live in is almost the exact opposite of the place you rule."

"Huh? Is there a mess in your area? ”

Ares frowned.

"Nope. It's not that it's messy, but that in our place, there are not so many rules on your side, and everyone can do whatever they want at any time without hindering others. ”

"No rules, no rules!"

Ares couldn't agree at all.

Yakumo glanced at Ares strangely. The tall god of war in front of him made him feel like a child with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Fanatical and belligerent, but extremely orderly, hoping that everything will be done according to the rules.

"You...... Why start a war against that Eulalie? ”

Yakumo asked.

Over the past night, he had learned a lot about the world from Ares.

In his opinion, it would be unwise to attack Olali, who had a large number of gods and their families.

"Hah, why?"

The god of war scratched his head, revealing a hint of confusion in Yakumo's stunned eyes.

Then he laughed silly, "Probably used to it......"

"Can fighting a war still become a habit?"

"Of course!"

Ares nodded.

"In the beginning. I was also in Olalie, and my children were there at that time. Later, I clashed with Zeus and Hera, and I lost the war game. ”

Speaking of his defeat, Ares looked a little embarrassed.

"After the defeat and the forced disbandment of the family of the time, I came here with a few children who were willing to follow me all the time, and everything started from scratch."

"So you're trying for revenge?"

Yakumo Mo took out two cups of black tea from the gap and handed one to Ares.

"That's how it started at first. That's why I've attacked Olari a few times, but I've failed all of them - hey, this stuff is delicious! ”

"If you like it. I have some more here. Yakumo smiled and shook his head, "You said it was like that at first?" And now? ”

"Originally, I thought that as long as the children became strong and defeated the families of Zeus and Hera, I didn't expect to suddenly receive news one day that the families of Zeus and Hera had been driven out of Eulari. The two of them are also gone! ”

Ares smacked his lips, clearly unhappy with the matter.

"Oh? Didn't you say that the families of Zeus and Hera were the most powerful? What's going on? ”

"The two of their clans formed an alliance to defeat the one-eyed black dragon, but they failed, and after their strength was greatly damaged, they were taken advantage of by the other two gods, and in the end, they were driven out of Orali."

Yakumo nodded. "I see, now that they've disappeared from Olaria, why are you still obsessed with attacking there?"

"It's all about getting used to it! It's boring to find something to do without that......"

Ares drained the black tea in one gulp, then handed the cup to Yakumo Mo.

"That's good, don't you have any more!"

"Burn the piano and cook the crane, and the cow chews the peony! Black tea is not what you drink this way. ”

Yakumo rolled his eyes.

"Huh? Is there anything else about it? ”

Ares asked casually, but Yakumo Mo was immediately aroused with irrepressible excitement.

The excited youkai opened the gap, took out a low table in Ares' surprised eyes, and then placed a complete set of celadon tea sets.

"Drinking black tea actually depends on my mood and the weather at the time."

With a wave of his robe, Yakumo knelt down at the low table.

Seeing this scene, Ares tried to sit on his knees, but it didn't take long for him to feel extremely uncomfortable, so he changed to sitting cross-legged.

"Different time periods, with different moods, the most suitable black tea to taste is also different."

In Ares' completely incomprehensible eyes, Yakumo Mo said to himself.

――At the mention of black tea, he would burst out with a passion that was even more terrifying than that month of Nangong.

"Originally, although I liked black tea, I didn't know how to make it myself, so every time I went out, I would ask my family to help prepare a lot - but now, I've finally learned some of it, and sure enough, it's best to do it yourself!"

"It's morning, so the best option is the Beyond Black Tea with Ceylon leaves and iced mint."

"The tea leaves come from the banks of the Santu River, soaked in the water of the River Styx, and at the same time, they are rendered by the dead breath of the undead, and it will take three hundred years to ripen."

The skillful technique, the attentive look, and the smile that can't help but show when doing what he likes most, the goddess-like Yakumo Mo made Ares stunned for a while.

- He thought of Freya, maybe the goddess was no match for the people from the Outlands in front of him.

[I am the god of war, not the base god, I am the god of war, not the base god, I am the god of war, not the base god......]

Ares, who lowered his head, kept hypnotizing himself in his heart.

"Come on, try it!"

Finally, in Ares's stunned state, Yakumo suddenly handed him a cup of brewed black tea.

Carefully taking the teacup, Ares didn't know what to do for a moment.

"This ...... How do you drink this? ”

Ares was about to cry, he just asked casually, and he couldn't imagine that Yakumo in front of him couldn't stop at all as if he had been pressed some strange switch.

"As long as you don't want to chew peonies like you just did."

Yakumo waved his hand, and Ares lowered his head with a tangled face when he saw this.

The lingering fragrance on the tip of his nose made him can't help but glance at the black tea in his hand more.

Keep your head down and drink lightly.

Then he took a big sip carelessly.

"This ......"

Looking at the already empty teacup in embarrassment, Ares shrugged.

"Looks like I'm not a good fit for this." (To be continued......)