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Consider this... a small compensation for you.
After saying that, Zhang Chu left.
Momonga stared blankly at the little gem in his hand, then at the hamburger on the table that Paimon had taken a bite out of...
"!!!"
A powerful magical surge suddenly erupted from the massive fortress! With lightning speed, Momonga pressed the gem into his chest cavity, then grabbed the hamburger!
He trembled as he slowly brought the hamburger to his jaw... and then, carefully, took a bite!
A long-lost, incredibly familiar aroma and warmth of fried food instantly filled his senses!
Crispy crust, juicy patty, sweet and sour sauce, refreshing vegetables... every flavor is so distinct! So delicious!
"Ah...uh..."
The flying squirrel let out a satisfied, tearful groan (though it couldn't make a sound, its soul was crying out).
If skeletons didn't lack tear ducts, they would definitely be bursting with tears right now!
Centuries! A whole centuries!!
He finally tasted food again! No longer a fake signal simulated by magic, but a real, tangible taste!
The overwhelming emotion and happiness instantly dispelled his worries about his reputation.
Flying Squirrel suddenly remembered the news reported by his undead subordinates.
"I heard from them that the Flower Goddess Festival in Sumeru is about to begin!"
He looked at the half-eaten hamburger in his hand, and then imagined the dazzling array of Sumeru-style snacks at the festival...
“Nasita has been working hard lately (although she has only worked for an hour, she probably hasn’t even finished reading three documents). It’s not good for her to stay cooped up in the office all the time.”
"Decided!"
The flying squirrel suddenly stood up, and flames of "appetite" (just kidding) burned in its skull eyes.
"Take her to the festival! And while we're at it...we'll get something good to eat!"
Let Elhesen handle this for now!
After all, nothing is more important than the Supreme Being taking his "delicate" little grass god to experience the hardships of ordinary people (and taste delicious food)! Yes, that must be it!
Chapter 80 Flower God’s Birthday Festival
"Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone~"
On the central stage of the Grand Bazaar in Sumeru City, the soft lights focused on Niru.
She wore a gorgeous and light dance dress, like a budding Patishalan, with a gentle yet confident smile on her face, and bowed slightly to the audience who were eagerly waiting below the stage.
"Let me have it."
Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing throughout the now quiet Grand Bazaar.
"Let us offer the dance of the goddess of flowers to our deity."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the audience looked on with anticipation.
Having experienced the previous turmoil and fear, this dance at the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival is especially precious, as if symbolizing life returning to normal and the blossoming of hope.
Dixia changed into casual clothes that were easy to move in, crossed her arms, and leaned against a pillar next to her.
She looked at Dina Zede, who was beside her, her cheeks flushed with excitement and her hands clasped tightly to her chest, and couldn't help but smile, thinking to herself:
It's so nice to see Miss so happy again.
On the other hand, the style is completely different.
The four of them somehow managed to get a huge bucket of popcorn and bubbly iced cola, and they casually sat down in the chairs specially prepared for them in the front row, looking like they were there to watch a blockbuster movie.
"It's started, it's started!"
Qingyu excitedly stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth.
"Shh! Be quiet!"
Zhang Chu glared at him, but still couldn't help taking a sip of cola.
Ying was getting a little anxious because her view was blocked by the people in front of her due to her height.
Seeing this, Gu Qian silently squatted down and carefully lifted Ying with his huge hands, placing her on his broad head.
Ying exclaimed in surprise, then sat up straight, having secured a VIP viewing seat: "Thanks, Gu Qian!"
Paimon followed suit and floated to the wolf king's side.
The elegant werewolf butler bowed slightly, letting Paimon sit on his furry shoulder: "Lord Paimon, please sit tight."
Wow! Amazing visibility! Thank you, Wolf King!
Paimon happily swung his little feet.
In a less conspicuous yet all-encompassing shadowy corner (where Ainz Ooal Gown cast a spell to ignore perception), the true "god" sits on the shoulder of her "guardian."
Naxida sat upright with her small body, her big green eyes fixed on the stage, and a pure and happy smile on her face.
It had been a very long time since she had enjoyed a dance dedicated to her so easily.
The flying squirrel had a strawberry-flavored lollipop in its lower jaw, enjoying the long-lost sweetness spreading across its tongue, and was in a very pleasant mood.
He looked at Nasita's happy profile, then at the girl on stage who was about to dance, and thought that he could make the scene even more perfect.
He gracefully raised his bony finger, and a tiny, intricate magic circle flashed by at the tip.
The next moment, a miracle happened!
On the stage, soft golden light, like the morning sun, bathed Nilu in its glow, making her appear as pure and holy as a goddess of flowers.
At the edges and sides of the stage, countless vibrant flowers sprouted, grew, and bloomed at a visible speed!
A magnificent wall of flowers was formed, yet not a single leaf or flower disturbed Nil's dance steps.
Even more miraculously, countless colorful points of light appeared out of thin air, like living spirits.
They danced lightly to the rhythm of the music, swirling around Nilu, sometimes wrapping around her arms like ribbons, sometimes adorning her skirt like star rings, perfectly complementing her every spin and every jump!
Nilu was startled by the sudden magical sight, but her professionalism prevented her from stopping her dance.
She quickly glanced around out of the corner of her eye and immediately spotted the small figure sitting on the skeleton's shoulder, engrossed in watching something in the shadowy corner, and the skeleton supreme who had just put his hand down, exuding both majesty and inexplicably...cute?
It's Lord Little Auspicious Grass King! And the Supreme Being!
Nilu's heart skipped a beat, followed by a surge of immense excitement and a sense of responsibility.
The gods are watching me! I absolutely cannot mess this up!
After the initial tension subsided, seeing Nasitana completely immersed in the experience and beaming with joy, Niru gradually relaxed and even became more engrossed in the activity.
Her dance became increasingly graceful and elegant, as if she had truly merged with the magical lights and blooming flowers around her.
Every glance, every gesture, every turn was filled with praise for life and devotion to the divine, marking the pinnacle of her career!
"Wow!!!"
"Is this magic?!"
"Has the Flower Goddess appeared to us?!"
The audience below the stage let out bursts of uncontrollable gasps and exclamations, completely captivated by the unimaginably beautiful stage effects.
They were so engrossed in the dreamlike scene that few people bothered to investigate the source of the miracle, and even fewer noticed the two "culprits" in the corner.
As the music ended, Nilu paused in a perfect finishing pose, and the flowers and lights reached their most dazzling peak at that moment before slowly fading away.
She was slightly out of breath, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead. She gave a grateful and radiant smile to the flying squirrel and Nasita, and nodded solemnly.
The flying squirrel, also sucking on a lollipop, returned her a subtle nod of approval.
The supreme being who had just created the dreamlike stage gently patted Narcida's leg and spoke in a voice enhanced by magic, a voice only Narcida could hear:
"That was a good jump. Alright, let's get down to business."
Still immersed in the emotion and lingering feeling, Nasita asked softly, "Eh? Serious business? Mr. Suzuki Satoru, where are we going next?"
The red light in the flying squirrel's eyes flickered slightly as it pointed towards the exit of the Grand Bazaar, towards the source of the enticing aroma of food wafting from there. Its tone carried a barely perceptible urgency:
"Snack street".
After saying that, he carried the still somewhat dazed Nasita on his back, turned around and blended into the crowd, heading straight for grilled squid, rice towers, meat rolls, ice cream...
After all, appreciating art is important, but the essence of a festival always lies in the roadside stalls!
What's more, he can finally taste it now!
Chapter 81 The Great Merciful Tree King
In the city of Sumeru, there's a quiet outdoor seating area at a café. (Don't ask why there's a café; perhaps it's a new property of Lord Sangge Mahabay.)
Nasida sipped a cup of warm milk with lots of honey, leaving a cute ring of milk stains on her fair face.
She sat on a specially raised chair, swinging her short legs, but her eyes were unfocused, as if she had something on her mind.
Sitting opposite her, Flying Squirrel was holding a steaming cup of black coffee with his well-defined fingers in a way that was both extremely awkward and strangely skilled.
(He insisted that the skeleton drinking coffee had a more "wise" air about it, and the gem Zhang Chu gave him allowed him to taste bitterness! That's the taste of an adult!)
"Mr. Satoru Suzuki..."
Nasita put down her milk cup, spoke in a soft, sweet voice, and looked at the skeleton opposite her with a hint of unease and anticipation in her green eyes.
"Hmm? What is it, Nasita?"
The flying squirrel put down its coffee cup, and the red light in its eyes flickered gently for a moment.
He's now quite used to Nasita calling him by his real-world name.
"Could you please...save the Great Compassion Tree King?"
Nasita clasped her hands together nervously and spoke in an almost pleading tone.
The flying squirrel paused for a moment.