Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 709!
"There has never been a god to protect you, right?"

As Freya stared blankly at Milo's retreating figure, she inexplicably asked this question.

“I have something better,” Milo replied without hesitation.

Then he put his tattered coat back on, turned to Freya, and asked:
"Thank you for saving me."

"belch!"

After finishing his sentence, Milo let out a strange burp, and then asked, "Why are you blushing again?"

Freya snorted:
"Never mind that! Since you're so grateful to me, then... how about you act all cute and affectionate?"

“I’d rather help you kill someone, or kill something else,” Milo said, shrugging.

"Kill someone? With your tiny arms and legs? My adorable self?" Freya stared at Milo with a smile.

“You can put it in the books first, there will always be opportunities in the future, right?” Milo didn’t care about Freya’s teasing at all.

"Then help me kill the Spider God at the bottom of the Womi Adres Mountains in the North Continent. The giant web it wove is blocking our ancient path to find our homeland."

Freya clearly didn't expect Milo to actually repay her with killing, so she said what she considered the most impossible thing to do.

“Okay.” Milo nodded without hesitation, then confirmed again, “Say that place name again.”

"The North Continent, the Womiadres Mountains," Freya repeated with a smile.

Her expression looked like she was coaxing a child to be happy, with a hint of doting in her eyes.

Therefore, the aesthetics of the Greeks are somewhat different from those of humans, and it is absurd that Milo's appearance can be associated with "cuteness".

In contrast, humans usually associate chubby or furry things with "cuteness".

As for Xiren's words...

Is it simply because the Milo are smaller than the Hierophant?

Is this what they mean by "small but cute"?
...

……

"I still prefer to hear someone act cute."

Freya was somewhat disheartened that she hadn't gotten what she wanted.

She packed her weapons, equipment, and a few scattered pottery items into her baggage, making sure nothing was left behind, and finally asked Milo:
Are you still coming with me?

“Of course.” Milo nodded. “I might need you to save me a few more times.”

"I don't have that many enemies to kill. Next time, you'll have to repay my life-saving grace by being cute." Freya chuckled mischievously.

“Yes, yes, I’m an expert at making enemies and grudges. I’ll teach you later.” Milo patted his chest.

After all, how many people in the world can offend all the gods of dreams at once like him? No one, right?

...

But, jokes aside.

Freya earnestly explained to Milo the path she was about to embark on, and the dangers that lay ahead.

She was also after the poem called "The Star Beast," so every Spirit Visionist she encountered along the way could be considered a competitor. As for the apostles of the temple, there was no need to say more; their previous encounters had already explained everything.

In addition to the above-mentioned obstacles, there are also dangers inherent to the cold source itself.

The lower level is the legendary cursed city of Inganok, and above the mountains are various wild beasts, including the Cold Spider.

Oh, and don't forget the "crybaby" who's gradually getting out of control.

If you calculate it that way, the dangers along the way will likely kill Milo many times over.

Even so, his answer remained calm and straightforward:

"It's okay, you'll still save me, won't you? I'm cute."

"Suddenly I feel like she's not that cute after all," Freya muttered to herself.

“That’s great.” Milo chuckled.

Since he's so vulnerable right now, binding him to this human elemental bottle is definitely the right thing to do.

"So what's your destination in the Cold Plains?" Freya asked. "The Crybaby," Milo replied without hesitation.

After resonating with the Crybaby twice before, Milo had basically learned about the sealed soul on the mountaintop through the series of flashbacks of painful and fearful memories.

The Scarlet Witch, who had visited this place, had already sown the seeds of karma for Milo. Just like the survivors of the Eastern Forbidden Zone of the Eternal Kingdom, she passed on the will and doctrines of the Shadow to every race abandoned and oppressed by the gods.

Leng Yuan, the crybaby, is the same.

However, the survivors in the east hoped for redemption, while the weeping ghost sought liberation.

But what it encountered was a mortal version of Milo, who could do almost nothing, at least not for the time being.

But we'll just have to take it one step at a time.

Milo could probably guess that his fall from the waking world to the dream world was likely not accidental, and the fact that he landed so precisely in a location that the Scarlet Witch had once visited was even less likely to be a coincidence.

Perhaps it was destiny, or perhaps it was the special intention of that chaotic master.

In short, Milo couldn't let this opportunity slip by; he saw it as a golden opportunity.

……

Freya didn't ask any further questions.

She simply nodded and said in an unusually serious tone:

"Everyone has a mission to carry."

“Oh,” Milo added.

"What?" Freya was a little confused by Milo's "Oh".

“Isn’t this your favorite interjection?” Milo said.

"Oh, right."

Freya looked enlightened.

Then he repeated it again:
"Then... everyone has a mission to carry!"

...

……

Now that he'd decided to rely on this free meal ticket and bodyguard, Milo naturally needed to understand the specifics of this cold, aloof plateau.

Freya told Milo everything she knew in advance, to the best of her ability.

This includes the ancient priesthood that once held the highest position here, as well as the various races under the priests' rule.

Among them are the Cold Plains people, whom Milo is quite familiar with. They are a humanoid race with tails and hooves and sharp voices. They can now be seen in the major ports of the Dreamland. They maintain their race by selling slaves, onyx, and rubies.

However, Freya revealed that the priesthood had long been wiped out by the temple's forces, and the only one left was the Weeping Demon, who was now sealed on the mountaintop.

As the former subjects of the priests, the people of the Cold Plains have now become slaves of another superior independent race called the "Moon Beasts." All their maritime trade activities are actually for the service of the Moon Beasts, and if they are unlucky, they will be eaten as food.

In general, Lengyuan is a barren and desolate mountainous region.

The distribution of power here is not complicated at all; in fact, it can be described as desolate and monotonous. There are very few living species to be found in the wild.

Conversely, priestly ruins are also very easy to find.

The only visible feature on the barren upper part of the mountain range is the protruding area formed by the accumulation of huge rocks, which is the site of the now-extinct priestly dynasty.

...

That was Milo and Freya's first stop.

But after all this rambling, there doesn't seem to be any clue about the poem "The Star Beast".

Why did a fragmented poem from a classical text suddenly appear in Lengyuan and become known to so many people at the same time?

“Don’t you think this sounds suspicious?” Milo asked Freya.

Freya nodded.

After a while, he asked:
What does "奇跷" mean?

(End of this chapter)