What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

After leaving the tavern, Eros was just about to find an empty alley when he heard a call from behind:

"Sir! Please wait a moment."

Eros turned around and saw that it was the young man who called him.

Eros raised an eyebrow, his tone seemed extremely casual: "What's wrong? Do you have anything else to do?"

Philip trotted to Eros and said in a sincere tone:

"Sir! May I know your address?"

Hearing this request, Eros asked back with interest:

"Oh? What do you want to do?"

Philip took a deep breath and said in an apologetic tone:

"Sir, you probably don't remember me!"

Hearing this, Eros looked up and down at the young man in front of him, with a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes. After a while, he said with some sudden realization:

"I seem to have some impression of you bumping into me not long ago."

Philip lowered his head and added with an apologetic tone:

"Sir! Last time when I bumped into you, I cut your pocket and stole a gold coin from you."

"So what do you mean by telling me this now?" The expression on Eros' face gradually faded and he said expressionlessly.

"I want to know your address, and then I can return the pound and the money for the dress."

Philip lowered his head and spoke in a hesitant tone.

Eros chuckled: "Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over to the police? You should know that stealing will also lead to imprisonment."

After hearing the word "going to prison", a trace of panic flashed in Philip's eyes, and his body trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was very afraid of going to prison.

So he looked at Eros and begged: "Sir! You must be a kind sir, please don't do this."

"I will definitely return the money to you, double the amount. God bless you, I Philip will definitely keep my word."

"Please, sir, for the sake of the gods, don't tell the police about this."

If he was put in jail, what would happen to his young sister?

She was so young and had lost herself. How could she survive in this cruel world alone?

In response to the boy's plea, Eros said without comment:

"Do you have the money to pay back? Pay double."

Seeing that things seemed to be negotiable, Philip showed a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and he quickly said:

"As long as you tell me the address, I will return the money to you little by little."

"I knew stealing was wrong, but I really had no other options at the time."

"My sister has been hungry for a long time. I just can't bear to let her go hungry."

"Sir, I swear to the gods that everything I said is true."

Eros glanced at the pleading boy in front of him and said unmoved:

"Your sister is starving. What if my pound is used to save her life in the hospital?"

"You stole it. Your sister can eat her fill, but what about my sister?"

Hearing what Eros said, Philip explained in a low voice:

"I had observed before I stole it. The gentleman should be a wealthy man. He doesn't look like someone who would be short of money. That's why I targeted him."

Eros: “…”

Eros said nothing, but just stared at the boy in front of him.

Feeling the gaze of the gentleman in front of him, Philip felt a little uneasy.

After a long while, Eros let out a sigh and said:

"Where are your parents? You don't look like an orphan or anything."

Indeed, the young man in front of him had fair skin and did not look like the type who had lived a hard life since childhood.

When the gentleman mentioned his parents before the meeting, Philip's eyes dimmed:

"They suddenly developed a new type of vegetative state a year ago, and died a month ago after their family savings ran out."

Eros repeated in a low voice: "New vegetative disease?"

Philip nodded and explained, "This is a disease that has only appeared in recent years. The patient will gradually lose consciousness until all organs fail."

Eros lowered his eyes and fell silent.

The gentleman stopped talking before the meeting, and Philip called out a few times in a low voice:

"Sir! Sir! Could you tell me your address? I will mail part of my weekly salary to you until I pay off my debt."

Eros shook his head, patted the boy on the shoulder, and said in a complicated tone:

"no need!"

Philip was stunned, somewhat confused as to what it meant.

Eros smiled and said, "I mean you don't have to pay it back. Just live a good life with your sister."

Eros turned and left. Philip was stunned for a moment, then he shouted at Eros's back:

"You are such a kind, generous man. May the great gods bless you."

Eros, who was walking in front, heard this, chuckled and shook his head.

Then he walked into an alley at the side, and when he came out again, there was a sparkling white ring on his finger.

Eros looked down at the ring on his finger as he walked towards where his carriage was parked.

Soon, he got on the carriage again. The coachman didn't know what his employer had done during this time, nor did he want to know.

After all, this was not part of his job description, and he only had to follow his employer's instructions on where to go.

"Let's go back!"

Listening to the calm voice coming from the carriage, the coachman waved his whip and drove the carriage towards No. 179 B. Braun Street in the West District.

Inside the carriage, Eros leaned against the wall and looked like he was resting with his eyes closed.

In fact, his consciousness has entered his own soul space.

In the soul space, Eros looked at Barbara and Cynthia in front of him and asked curiously:

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Hearing Eros' question, Barbara turned her gaze to Cynthia.

Then, Eros also turned his gaze towards Cynthia.

Seeing that both of them were looking at her, Cynthia did not hesitate and immediately told them what she had seen and her guesses.

After listening to Cynthia's story, Eros's face became a little solemn:

"Divinity?"

Cynthia nodded, and then said, "The vitality you sensed before should have been hidden by the people of the Abyss Cult with the help of the power of the Heavenly Chain."

"That's why Hei Ye's eyes were unable to detect anything unusual. After all, her current condition is too bad. She is far from recovering to the level where she can glimpse the power of the gods."

After listening to this, Eros fell into silence for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and said helplessly:

"What on earth are the people of the Abyss Cult doing?"

Seeing that no one answered him, Eros sighed again and gave up thinking about this question, and said:

"If there is really a chance, I will try to get the Heavenly Lock."

Eros naturally didn't want to miss out on something that could help him turn the tide against a huge odds.

However, it would be difficult for him to accomplish this task relying on his own strength. He should think about how to use the power of the church to achieve his goal.

Eros lowered his head, lost in thought.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a dim room with only one candle burning, a young girl clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly in front of the small dressing mirror decorated in simple and gorgeous style:

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me when I can meet my prince."