The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Joel looked at the clay doll and found it quite novel. It was obviously custom-made.

"I'll put it in my room soon!"

"I bought this clay doll for you to use when you complete a quest. Infuse it with magic power and throw it on the ground. It will become the same size as you and run in the opposite direction of you."

Tia took a long time to choose this little gadget. When she heard that she would use it as a decoration, she quickly explained its purpose.

"Thank you." Joel thought it was just an ordinary little gift. I didn't expect that my sister bought it because she was worried that he would be in danger.

He put the clay figurine in his bracelet and said, "I will carry this with me."

"Well, nothing is more important than your life!" Tia reminded patiently.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Joel stood up and pulled Tia to sit on the stool.

Tia swayed slightly and then sat down on the stool. She looked at the documents on the table and didn't find anything strange. She raised her head and looked at Joel, somewhat puzzled.

“Isn’t this just an ordinary purchase?”

"Since there is no problem, I will stamp it and put it aside." After saying this, Joel supported his eyes with his left hand, picked up a pen with his right hand, signed his name on the document, and put the document into the pile that had been processed.

Tia didn't expect that this was a blatant exploitation, and her eyes widened in disbelief for a moment.

"elder brother?"

"I'm thinking that you're always dealing with matters in the territory and haven't taken over matters at home."

Joel mentioned it casually, picked up the dessert that Tia liked and handed it to her.

Tia looked at the dessert, but was eventually tempted by the aroma and gave in. "Don't you still have my brother to take care of things at home?"

As soon as Tia finished speaking, she remembered the incident in Joel's previous plot line where he went to the battlefield. Although the mission was not as formal as going to the battlefield, the risk factor was also not low.

She stopped chewing, swallowed the food in her mouth dryly, and said with a look of pampering: "Brother, don't try to push all the things to me and get away with it! These things have to be left to you."

Joel placed his hand on the back of the chair on Tia's head and rubbed it gently.

It seemed like a helpless sigh, "Okay, leave it all to me."

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Master, a guest is coming." Butler Raleigh's voice sounded.

Huo Er's expression turned slightly colder. "I'll go to the living room later."

"I'm already here."

Seeing that there was no one behind Raleigh, Joel subconsciously looked at his own shadow and saw Jurgen.

When Butler Raleigh saw someone arrive, he quietly retreated and closed the door.

"What are you doing here so late?" Joel looked at Jurgen. He finally stopped doing missions and didn't have to see these people anymore, but he didn't expect that they would chase him into his house.

"I'm not here to see you." Jurgen said, taking out a small, exquisite square box. "Here you go."

Although Joel was a little confused, he couldn't interfere with Tia's social life, so he just stood there quietly as a background board.

"Don't be so polite." Tia felt a little embarrassed. She could probably guess why Jurgen came.

When she bought the clay dolls, she thought to herself that Jurgen and the others were going to complete the mission with Joel, and with an extra layer of life protection for each person, the probability of Joel returning safely would be greater, so she simply bought one for each person and had someone deliver it to them.

"You saw something that suits me and gave it to me. I also happened to see something that suits you, so naturally I want to give it to you as well."

Jurgen didn't say it explicitly, but simply stated that he came here just to return the favor.

"What's the right thing?" Joel was confused as he listened and walked out from the other side of the table.

"Didn't you receive it?" Jurgen took out a clay doll from his bracelet. The clay doll looked exactly like him.

Jurgen smiled even more wantonly, "How come you, as a brother..."

Didn’t receive any?

Jurgen's face froze when Joel also took out the clay doll.

"Ah!"

When Tia heard the sneer, she had just opened the gift box. She gently raised her head and looked at the two of them, her eyes constantly wandering between them, and she looked obviously guilty.

But she soon calmed down, and she didn't say that this gift was unique.

Jurgen and Joel's eyes met and then quickly separated, but their peripheral vision kept comparing the differences between the clay dolls. Only after they found that they were almost the same did they put the clay dolls back.

"Take a look at this thing and see if you like it?" Jurgen took the initiative to speak in order to ease the atmosphere.

Lying quietly in the box was a very delicate dark pink iris brooch.

"What a delicate brooch, so beautiful!"

Tia has always liked this kind of brooch. Although she doesn’t know why this flower-wrapped handicraft appears here, it is a great thing to have it now.

"I also saw it at a small stall, but the stall owner said that his daughter was playing with silk thread. She tried many times but failed, and only made this one. She said she had no clothes to match it with, so she just sold it to supplement the family income."

Jurgen was relieved to see that Tia liked it. After all, he didn't know whether Tia liked Iris or not.

"Ah..." Tia felt it was such a pity when she heard it. If she had worked so hard to make something, she would keep it well regardless of whether it could be used or not.

"No need to sigh. This thing looks like it's intricately crafted and would be perfect for a high-end product. I've asked the stall owner's daughter to meet me at the Chamber of Commerce tomorrow.

If she could, she would own her own shop and use her own money to buy a set of clothes she likes and match them with her favorite brooch. "

Jurgen knew that Tia would be moved by this story, so he made follow-up arrangements.

Tia had simply not heard any negative comments about the Chamber of Commerce over the years. This time, after listening carefully to Jurgen's approach, she suddenly realized how much had changed.

In the original plot, Jurgen would have been just an indifferent businessman, hiring the stall owner's daughter as a worker, producing products at her own workstation, and then selling them in the store.

How could it be like now, where the stall owner’s daughter is allowed to open her own shop?

"That's great! The things made with this craft look great. When there are more products, we can all wear them."