The Winter Wolf Saintess is quite satisfied with Beta's current expression. Although she looks mature and stable, she still has a little girlishness in her heart.
When most people see her, the Saintess of the Winter Wolf, it is good enough to pass out without being excited, and she is still a beautiful woman. Not only is she not excited when she first meets her, she doesn't even have any amazing expressions, which hurts her self-esteem a bit up.
Of course, the Saintess of the Winter Wolf is not the kind of messy person, nor will she become curious about Beta and fall in love with him because of such a small matter. Such a plot, now even third-rate knights will no longer appear.
She was just purely competitive, because there was another big beauty in the room, a more beautiful big beauty than her, Shirley.
She didn't know Shirley's name, but she could feel the divinity in her. She and the winter wolf Roya meet from time to time, so it is easy to distinguish what is divinity.
The Winter Wolf Saintess nodded with a smile, and then continued: "Whenever our clan starts to become stronger, it means that the world will be in great crisis. It's not that I'm arrogant. My Frostwolf Clan has saved the world more times than you imagination."
Beta didn't answer the call, because there was nothing to answer, and what the other party said was the truth.
"Under normal circumstances, even if there is a crisis in the world, Roya will not be too critical, but this time... Roya is obviously a little anxious." The Winter Wolf Saintess said slowly: "It must be the big one who can make Loya so anxious. matter, so I hope that your Excellency will meet Loya as soon as possible after completing your mission."
Roya wanted to find herself, but there was no clue at all.
Seeing that Beta was still pondering, the Winter Wolf Saintess stood up and said, "Don't worry, Your Excellency, Roya didn't mean to embarrass you. And I believe that you will soon see our sincerity."
After speaking, the Winter Wolf Saintess left, leaving only a faint fragrance in the room.
"Winter Wolf Roya, that's the only true god on the main plane." Shirley walked up from behind, hugged Beta, and rested her delicate chin on his shoulder: "She actually wants to see you. Strange thing."
Beta thought for a while and said, "Tell the goddess about this matter, and tell her about my golden son's identity by the way."
Since so many people already know her identity, Woking should also know, otherwise, when she finds out by herself, it may affect the friendly relationship between the two of them.
Shirley nodded with relief, and responded with a smile.
To a certain extent, Woking is Shirley's mother. She has an independent personality. Although she has concealed some things for Beta, as a divine creature and a clone of Woking, she will still be there. Feeling a little guilty in her heart, this is a small torture to her, and after a long time, it will be quite uncomfortable.
But now, Beta asked her to report this matter to the goddess. The little guilt in her heart disappeared in an instant, and her whole person became sunny and cheerful.
Wojin closed his eyes for more than ten seconds, opened them again, and said, "The goddess wants to see you late at night."
Beta nodded.
A few hours later, Beta went to the banquet held by the Winter Wolf Saint. At the banquet, the Hollevin mission group was warmly welcomed by the Winter Wolf Saint, especially Beta, the Winter Wolf Saint. To put it bluntly, Roya was watching him, which caused the guests at the banquet to drop a lot of knives, forks and dishes.
Roya stared at an outsider, this is not a joke.
The banquet ended in this strange atmosphere, and in the middle of the night, the sleeping Betar was pulled into the Goddess' kingdom.
It was still a glittering floating island, and Woking sat opposite in a white dress, looked up and down at Beta, and then smiled slightly: "Son of gold? Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect it."
"Strange?"
Woking nodded: "In your plane, there is an incredibly powerful god. He directly pried away a piece of the original fragment of our plane and projected it into your world."
"You know, all our gods combined can't scratch the original fragments of the world, but he can only steal the fragments of our world through one plane, so... we admire him very much, of course Hate him too."
Beta could only smile wryly.
"I really didn't expect that you would be the son of gold." Wojin looked at Beta up and down, feeling quite relieved in his heart: "It seems that the oath I made before may not be long before it can be fulfilled."
"What oath?" Beta was a little curious.
Wojin said lightly, "You forgot it so quickly? I once said, when you become a demigod, I will be your woman."
Beta froze for a moment, and stopped holding the cup of divine liquid: "You still remember?"
"The god's wish will always be remembered and cannot be changed, unless she is willing to let her godhood be affected." Wojin looked at Beta: "Besides, I don't hate you, you saved me, and you are my Pope, and you help me It's not hard to accept the teachings and be your woman."
There was not even a trace of hesitation or reluctance in Woking's eyes. She spoke very naturally, to the point where she always seemed confident.
Beta smiled wryly: "Demigod level is not such an easy level to reach. Maybe I won't be able to reach it in my life."
"It's normal for other human beings to say these things, but it's too tender for your golden son to say it." Wojin smiled and shook his head and said: "I know that your golden son grows very fast, and I know that The god who pried away the original fragments of our world was only a son of gold."
After all, Woking is a god, and it is normal to have some information that Beta does not know.
"Although I was cleared out three hundred years ago before the war of gods." Wojin said with a bit of bitterness on his face, "but I know that war of gods must have an indirect relationship with your golden son."
Indirect relationship? Beta didn't understand what was going on.
Woking explained: "Although in that world, our identities are just projections and are not controlled by ourselves, but after all we are gods, and a lot of information can be transmitted from our clones, so I also know a little about gold. The situation of the son of gold, but I did not expect that you are the son of gold."
After she finished speaking, there was obvious joy in her eyes.
Beta was silent... He kind of understood why Woking was so happy. That is to say, almost all the gods can receive the information in the game. They know very well that the Golden Son can become a legend in just a few years. As for the demigods, it is only a matter of time.
On the surface, Woking is very happy with Beta's identity, but Beta has a feeling that Woking is happy because of another more subtle reason