Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea

Chapter 11 “God of Wishes” Amanesis?

Seeing that Lady Misfortune showed no ill will towards Ouroboros's arrival, and the atmosphere of the conversation gradually returned to its usual casual and natural state, Hermione took this opportunity to speak without hesitation:
"Then when there's a chance, can you send Ouroboros and I back to our tribe?"

Relying on luck to penetrate deep into the heart of the Demon Wolf Kingdom, and then relying on luck to escape from here - no matter how Hermione thought about it, she felt that this method was too metaphysical and unreliable.

Might as well ask Ms. Bad Luck for help.

"Okay." Ms. Misfortune responded calmly, but she suddenly seemed not very interested.

Is it that after getting used to being together, you don’t want to be separated from me?
Hermione felt that this sudden thought was too absurd, so she chuckled and shook her head, putting the idea behind her.

Having decided to stay or go, Ouroboros could only stay for a while until the time to escape came. Lady Misfortune did not care about it. She had neither the joy of having a new observable human subject nor the disgust of having an extra burden.

Considering Ouroboros's safety while staying here, Hermione said to Lady Misfortune with a thick face:
"Ms. Misfortune, Ouroboros's excessive inspiration is far too dangerous in a place where divine beings are so common... Can you find a way to eliminate this hidden danger?"

Lady Doom did not answer, but deep darkness emerged from her fingertips, then leaped into the air and fell into Ouroboros's eyes like a drop of ink.

After doing all this, Lady Misfortune warned: "As long as you stay within your residence, such accidents will not happen."

Is it limited to the secret shelter within the residence?
But it's enough.

Standing next to Hermione, Ouroboros winked, not feeling anything unusual from his eyes. His spirit seemed to be blinded, but he felt much more relaxed mentally.

This kind of relief made Ouroboros' eyelids heavy. He had always been tortured by some unknown existences due to his high spirituality, and occasionally saw illusory scenes that he didn't know whether they were from the future or just fantasies.

At this moment, even his spirit was soothed, making him want to have a good sleep.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ouroboros, who was forcing himself to sleep, tilted his head towards Hermione and murmured softly:

"Sister Hermione, could this Lady Wolf be the legendary God of Wishes among the Wolf Tribe? Anything you ask for will be granted..."

Every request is answered...

Hermione thought about it carefully and found that it was true.

The goddess of misfortune was indifferent to the conversation between the two humans. She looked outside through the bright window with a cold expression.

It's like seeing a thief trying to steal food.

Hermione followed Doom's gaze through the window and saw a man with dark eyes standing outside the door. However, his handsome face was covered with tufts of coarse black hair like wolf hair, making his handsomeness seem too wild.

Who is this...

Hermione had never seen this man before, but he looked familiar.

Noticing Hermione's gaze, the man turned around, met her eyes, and grinned at her, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Hermione recognized it—

This is the giant wolf that wants to eat her!

That is, the younger brother of "Mother of Heaven", the young son of the Demon Wolf!
But today, the man was knocking politely. The stone door slowly opened, and the wolf cub standing at the door bowed politely, someone who knew where he had learned this etiquette. "Hello again, ladies."

The wolf cub's gaze fell on the dozing Ouroboros. "'Doom', is this your offspring?"

From "Mother Sky" to Ms. Misfortune and then to the wolf cub, Hermione was almost desensitized to this sentence. She just rolled her eyes and even had time to look at Ms. Misfortune's reaction from the side, wanting to see her amusement.

The unfortunate lady, who was leaning leisurely on a wicker chair, still exuded an elegant demeanor. Her posture, expression, and tone were all perfectly balanced. She calmly admitted, "Yes, isn't it lovely?"

The wolf cub looked at Ouroboros seriously and said with a smile, "I don't understand the aesthetics of the pan-human race, but in my opinion, it's quite cute."

It's cute, but it's not my baby. And whose baby can grow so fast from pregnancy to birth in less than half a year...

Hermione complained in her heart, while Ouroboros, who was dozing off, actually fell asleep standing up...

But for a wolf cub who was born as a mythical creature, it was actually normal for him to remain in his adult form upon landing... So I didn't think there was anything wrong with Ouroboros not looking like a baby.

"Are you here just to take a look at my offspring?" asked Ms. Misfortune calmly.

The smile on the face of the young demon wolf was a little awkward. He was bored today and just wanted to take advantage of the fact that "Misfortune" was not at home to secretly take a look at whether the woman he almost ate had given birth to "Misfortune" or not.

Unexpectedly, he would run into "bad luck" right at home... In order to eliminate the hostility, he took the initiative to transform into a human to show goodwill.

I even did some divination before leaving the house. The wolf cub muttered to himself, feeling that today was not a good day for him, and even speculated that he was cursed by "bad luck".

"Curse... eh?" The wolf cub snorted softly as he examined the sleeping Ouroboros. "Is it the inherited trait of 'bad luck'?"

Even a high-ranking being cannot tell the abilities of others with just the naked eye.

The wolf cub used his keen intuition to feel that the sleeping white-haired male cub in front of him was really affecting his fortune, and thus concluded that the other party was related to the "bad luck" ability.

Therefore, under such a strange combination of circumstances, the wolf cub actually thought that the sleeping human-like creature in front of it was the cub of "doom".

A little fellow as troublesome as Misfortune... The wolf cub paid no attention to Ouroboros, even avoiding him with a hint of disdain. He then glanced at Hermione with a half-rational, half-bloodthirsty gaze and asked Misfortune:
"After giving birth... what are you going to do with this human? If you're going to eat it, would you mind sharing a bite?"

Misfortune said calmly, "It's rare to meet someone you like. It'll take at least three to five years. Don't even think about it during this time."

These rational wolves seemed to be accustomed to communicating in Dragon Language. Hermione could understand every word of the conversation between the two wolves, but it was difficult to understand them when put together.

However, what can be confirmed is that the wolf cub took the fact that Hermione gave birth to "Misfortune" seriously, and Ms. "Misfortune" was just cooperating in the act to avoid trouble.

Probably acting...

Looking at Ms. Misfortune's serious expression and tone, Hermione's heart was pounding.

Although they had lived together for a long time and got along very harmoniously, Hermione often did not understand Ms. Misfortune's thoughts.

It almost feels like the person you live with is a rare and precious person...

(End of this chapter)