Translated by: La0o9
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Black Hound just stared blankly for a while before regaining its composure.
It looked at the young girl again.
The girl looks like sheâs drank too much.
From the looks of it, I got woken up by accident.
The black dog looked back at the tower.
After being hurled on, I broke the contract in anger.
Leaving the tower of the sleeping Death god means I just went into the world of mortals.
But the girl is a Medici clan member, a clan with inseparable relations with me.
Itâs too cruel to kill her.
Then Iâll have to fulfill another of her requests to leave.
Oh well, Iâll make this quick and leave.
Thinking that, Black Hound looked back at the human girl.
The girl was now moving around looking for a dog pen.
Her eyes were already drooping, about to fall asleep.
This dumb alcoholic!
Black Hound couldnât endure anymore.
It spoke with a low heavy voice: âGirl of the Medici clan, I am a servant of Death, incarnation of the deity Black Houndâ
Annaâs body shook.
She looked back at Black Hound.
Black Hound looked back at her.
For a short while, both the girl and the dog said nothing.
Abruptly.
âBlargh!â
Anna vomited again.
Black Hound rubbed its head with its paw.
I canât communicate at all.
Seriously, why would the mortal world send an alcoholic to such a sacred place.
Does the Medici clan have no one else?
While it was thinking, Anna muttered in her dizziness: âYou lie, of the many incarnations of the Dog deity, there is no such thing as a house dogâ
Black Hound almost fainted.
For its own dignity, it loudly corrected her: âOpen your eyes and look at me carefully, what part of me looks like a house dog?â
It stood straight up, releasing a howl that shook the Sanctuary.
Anna was sleepy but tried her best to open her eyes and look at it.
âDoesnât look like a house dogâŠâ she mumbled.
Black Hound circled around, reminding her: âDo you not notice my majestic form of a wolf?â
Anna stared for a bit more, then nodded: âHm⊠a hunting houndâ
ââŠâ Black Hound.
It roared furiously: âHunting hound my ass, I am the Dog deity! Dumb woman!â
A minute essence of darkness emanated from its body.
Anna was shocked.
As someone who possesses a dark-type summoning Godâs Chosen Skill, she is very sensitive to this essence.
Sheâs only drunk, not stupid.
Carefully sensing the essence, her eyes opened wide.
Black Hound perfectly controlled his power so that only 1 in 1,000,000 of essence leaked from himself.
But even that miniscule amount caused Annaâs body and soul to tremble like never before.
This feeling was as if she was only an ant, while the one before her was a dangerous beast of ancient times.
Where in the world would you find such a talking dog? And that could even radiate such thick essence of darkness?
Seems like this really is the Dog deity!
Anna completely sobered up.
She couldnât help but wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.
Whatâs going on!
I was clearly only drinking; how did I actually summon the Dog deity?
And I seemed to blasphemed it greatly.
I have to fix this right away!
At this moment, Annaâs mind regained its normal clarity and began to move as fast as it could.
Anna was recalling every moment of everything thatâs happened.
Thanks to her intuition as a seasoned drinker, Anna noticed something.
The Dog deity seems to like alcohol!
Anna hurriedly reached into her large backpack and searched.
Itâs very chaotic in there, even Anna herself doesnât know exactly whatâs inside.
She only brought two bottles of Imperial Deer this time.
But she used to frequently throw a few extra bottles in there, just in case she wanted to drink.
Please, please you gluttonous cat, please donât already drink everything, even one bottle is fine.
Anna was praying to her past self.
Then, her hand reached something cold.
She took it out.
It was a really small pocket bottle of liquor.
The entire bottle fits into the palm of her hand.
This liquor isnât as strong or impactful as the Imperial Deer, but itâs also a rare one with a gentler and more savory flavor.
Because of how rare it is, itâs only ever sold in small portions like this.
Furthermore, this is actually her favorite type of liquor, so she was saving it for a rainy day, unwilling to chuck it down like normal.
Because of how small it was, she had always kept it in a cold vacuum compartment of the backpack and never took it out.
Anna sighed from relief.
âTo you, a gift of our meetingâ she said.
Black Hound stared at the bottle and spoke in a cold tone: âYoung girl, you think I donât have such a bottle fermented and distilled with Frost White Jade, stored and aged in oak barrels for 70 years, re-blended after aging using a secret method to finally produce an elegant, soft and mellow high-quality liquor?â
Despite how Black Hound tried to act cold, its tail couldnât help but wag.
Anna said nothing as she saw the tail.
What, so he really DOES want to drink.
She just placed the bottle in front of Black Hound.
âPlease take it. Just now I was a bit too drunk so my manners and speech were disrespectful, this bottle of liquor represents my sincere apologyâ she said.
Black Hound looked at her, then back at the bottle and finally spoke: âSince you are so sincere, I can only acceptâ
Black Hound took the bottle with both paws, yanked open the cap with its teeth and started to chug it down.
âDo you want something to eat with that?â Anna asked.
Black Hound happily drank and only stopped for a bit to answer: âDonât look down on me, this type of liquor is best enjoyed by itselfâ
Anna praised him: âSo youâre in the know, nice, niceâ
A girl and a dog exchanged looks and felt an understanding between themselves like never before.
Itâs probably the magic of alcohol.
Black Hound then had a thought.
It closed its eyes.
In an instant, everything that happened in this world that is related to the Holy Church of Death for the last few thousand years appeared in its mind.
When Black Hound opened its eyes again, he appeared visibly sorrowful.
So the Medici clan really doesnât have anyone else, even the Holy Church has been taken over by an outsider.
It looked back at Anna, this is one of the last members of the Medici clanâŠ
Black Houndâs anger was now gone, it even had a look bit of pity.
Anna didnât know any of this and only asked: âOâ great one, our clan has called upon you for over thousands of years, but you never responded, why did you appear today?â
Black Hound drank the rest of the liquor and answered nonchalantly: âI was sleepingâ
âFor thousands of years?â
âIt felt like an afternoon napâ
Black Hound squinted its eyes and continued: âNot only do you reek of alcohol, you also vomited all over where I sleep, so I had no choice but to wake upâ
âSo you are the great Dog deity? The real body?â Anna hesitantly asked.
âSo you even know about the concept of âreal bodyâ, how unexpectedâ
Black Hound continued: âA few thousand years ago, your ancestor assisted the Dog deity, Iâm only a fragment of his consciousness, placed here to form the basis for belief and looking after your clanâ
âBut youâve only been sleepingâ
âShut upâ
âThen, since youâre awake now, what do you plan to do?â
âI donât know yet, right, what is your wish?â
âPlease help me summon the Death godâ Anna said.
âWhat do you want to see the Death god for?â
Anna was stunned.
She tilted her head, seriously thinking about this.
Yeah, what DO I want to see the Death god for?
She considered for a bit before answering: âEvery head of our clan had attempted to call out to the Death god, maybe they want to get some sort of benefit I thinkâ
âThe Death god is very busy; how would he have time to pay attention to insignificant mortals like yourselves. If you want to wish for something, just call meâ Black Hound answered.
âYou?â Anna asked, a bit suspicious.
âWhat, are you looking down on me? Iâm really incredible you knowâ
âCan you tell me more about that?â
âYou will know in time, for now, tell me your wishâ Black Hound replied.
It stared at Anna.
She still has one wish left.
And I have to grant it.
âMy wish?â Anna was a bit stunned.
She rubbed her temples, thinking hard: âThis is a bit awkward, I originally didnât have any intention to try and awaken the god, so I didnât really think of anything to wish forâ
The hell, you still need to think about what you want to wish for?
Black Hound just looked down.
It sighed, then spoke: âDescendant of the Medici clan, youâre making it very hard to communicate with you right nowâ
Anna also noticed that so she hurriedly said: âIâm very sorry, please let me think about this seriously for a bitâ
Almost immediately, she thought of Su Xue Er.
Yeah, Iâm about to have to leave for the Confederate to face Su Xue Er.
With a deity by my side, maybe Iâll be able to scare her.
Hm, thatâs a good idea.
I donât really want to take her life, so scaring her for a bit is enough.
Not to mention, with the Dog deity with me, what else CANâT I do later on?
Anna then squatted down and begged Black Hound: âGreat Dog deity, I beg of you, please become my assistantâ
Black Hound stared at her for a long time.
It shook its head: âI only drank one bottle of your wine and you wish for something like that? For me to work for you?â
âItâs not working for me, youâll be working with me and fight with meâ Anna hurriedly replied.
She clasped her hands together and begged: âGreat Dog deity, I canât promise you anything else, but I have a personal wine cellar where I stash over a thousand bottles of good liquor, as long as you help me, Iâll present them all to you, please!â
Black Houndâs tail began to wag.
It spoke very solemnly: âWe deities are always serious when it comes to such vows, I shall grant your wishâ
âLetâs leave it at that for now, wait here, Iâll have to go take care of a certain blasphemous Godâs Chosen card user firstâ
Saying so, Black Hound disappeared without a trace.
Anna was first shocked, then overjoyed.
âWhoa, disappearing into the void of space! He really IS incredible!â