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Things gradually passed, but the resentment in Sif's heart never subsided.

Every time she thought of Nisser's contrived appearance, she longed to crumble it into minced meat.

Regrettably, this kind of happy behavior can only be thought of, and she has the ability to put this idea into action.

So, unable to find a way to vent, she could only hold all her grievances in her heart and torture herself silently until she ...... The visit of the Muse......

"What are you going to do?"

Seve looked at the uninvited guest in front of her vigilantly, and there was a deep fear hidden under her not very respectful words.

"Hehe," the muse chuckled, her delicate face like a blooming stamen, "of course I'm here to see the 'second' beautiful goddess of the astral plane!"

The lady accentuated the word 'second', for fear that the other party would not hear that she was mocking.

"Oh, with Ms. Muse in person, how dare I call it second!"

Seve laughed and laughed to herself, as if she had seen it all.

No matter how angry she is, she is unwilling to show the "scars" to others for "viewing", especially a guy like Muse who knows that she has bad intentions at a glance.

"Okay, you don't have to pretend to be open-minded in front of me, as if you weren't the one who weeps in the kingdom of God all day long!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Clearly!"

The muse nodded thoughtfully, as if he hadn't heard the mockery in the other's words.

"Oh, it turns out that Ms. Muse is already powerful enough to understand the operation of the kingdom of God and the laws to cover it, it's really disrespectful!"

"No, it's not that I'm sensitive, it's just that we have a good heart. ”

"Alright," Seve said impatiently, she didn't want to continue this pointless verbal exchange, "You didn't just come to see my jokes, did you?"

"Of course not, I'm here to help you. ”

"Help me with what?"

"Help you win it back!"

"Huh," the light red thread lingered on Sieve's white fingertips, and she laughed and said in a flirtatious tone, "You still think I don't have enough people?"

"Let's not talk about that, just tell me if you want to win it back!"

"Now that it's over, don't mention it again, it's not interesting. ”

Seve dissipated the lines of the law woven by her fingertips and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"I can give you what you want!"

"Heh, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it anymore. ”

"I'm not talking about that boring contest, but the ...... you've been craving"

The muse stared intently at Siv's eyes, and the pointful words pierced straight into the softest part of the other's heart like a sharp blade.

"You know something!"

Sifu leaned forward and asked in an unkind tone, the sky of the kingdom of God was gradually gloomy because of the ups and downs of her mood, and countless palpitating red thunderbolts were pregnant in the dark brown clouds, as if the next second would descend on the enemy who displeased her with the master's wishes.

"I know what I should know and what I shouldn't know, what are you going to do?"

The Muse's tone was as casual as ever, completely oblivious to the solemn atmosphere and threat in front of him.

"You...... Is that true?"

Seve tried to hide the emotions in her words, but the uncertain sea of clouds still revealed her mentality of suffering from gains and losses.

"Of course!"

The muse didn't pay attention to him, and directly gave an affirmative answer.

"How can you make me believe you?"

After calming down, reason returned to Seve again.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Hmph, what I can't do with the power of love, you actually tell me you can do it?"

"It's not about where the power is. You should understand that if you want to make a marriage, you need more than just a spark of love. ”

"Then tell me what else I need," Seve said in a mocking tone, glancing at the pretending muse, "luck?"

"Not only that, but also sanity. The Muse sneered.

"You can't live without arguing with me, can you?"

"I'm wrong, look at what you did at the banquet, what did you do with reason?"

"Okay, okay, I won't quarrel with you. Are you sure that as long as I win that 'bitch', I'll be able to ......"

"I promise!"

"So confident?"

"Because I've seen the results!"

......

The identity of the muses has always been a mystery in the history of God.

Among the various relics excavated in the present world, there are only a few words about her, and most of them are descriptions of this event.

It was as if she had appeared out of thin air, and then vanished into thin air after visiting Sif.

Theologians don't even know whether the word "muse" refers to her name, her title, or a term coined by her ancient compatriots out of fear of her.

Of course, not knowing doesn't mean they can't describe, after all, it's not the first time they've encountered something like this.

In a sense, the only difference between theologians and bards is that the stories they tell sound more reliable.

However, it is clear that brain fabrication and fabrication alone cannot convince the public, so until now, there is a steady stream of speculation about the true identity of the muse. Countless scholars have used their imagination and historical skills to carry out various versions of the "restoration" of the muse......

In fact, if it weren't for the long history of the Old Gods, no scholar would have dared to compile what he had imagined and guessed into a book like this, let alone openly debate it with others who disagreed.

Of course, it is also because the power of this world is attributed to the body of the gods, and any story involving the existence of the sky is not too absurd, and there are many evasions in words.

If this is placed in Mephistopheles's previous life, it would have been a pity for the "fantasists" to ensure that the book about the "muse" would have been very popular, and that her real gender would not change in the story......

The remnants of the broken wall are reminiscent, and no one cares about the gravel and gravel.

The reason why the true identity of the muse can arouse the curiosity of many scholars is not unrelated to the great influence she has had on subsequent history.

This woman, who is not even known as a deity or an incarnation, has already left a strong mark on history, even if there is only one record of her in the existing historical sources, but it is enough for her to gain an unparalleled status in the hearts of theologians.

Some extreme historians even call the period from the "Battle of the Two Gods" to the "Abyss Invasion" the "Age of the Muses......