Original God: Becoming the elder brother of the Thor twins

When Ying, Fischl and the others hurried to where Fritz was, they were surprised to find someone standing quietly beside him.

"Is the person on the ground asleep?"

Paimon asked curiously first.

"I'm afraid so. I tried many ways but couldn't wake him up."

The skirmisher responded calmly and politely, his demeanor completely out of tune with the tense atmosphere around him.

Afterwards, Paimon and the others started chatting casually with the Skirmisher, and the topic unknowingly shifted from Fritz's unique clothing to the Skirmisher's extremely special attire.

"This is the first time I've seen someone dressed like this."

Paimon floated in the air, his eyes darting around at the skirmishers.

"The hat is big and has a lot of personality, right?"

At this moment, Lei Dian Shi came slowly and happened to hear this conversation, so he joined in the conversation.

"Huh? Shi, why do I feel like I'll run into you wherever we go?"

Paimon yelled in surprise.

"Because I am an evil dragon, I must come to find the princess."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lei Dianshi's mouth, but his eyes were looking straight at Fischl, who avoided his gaze in panic.

"Haha, just kidding, I'm here to see this person."

Lei Dian Shi gently patted San Bing's shoulder, and then said calmly, "Let me introduce you, this is my son."

"Eh? Oh, ah? This...this..."

When everyone heard this, they all opened their mouths in shock and exclaimed in unison.

Only the scattered soldier tried his best to suppress the rage rising in his heart at that moment, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Shi, do you have children?"

Paimon asked in disbelief, "But that's true. Although you look young, you have power, money, and strength. There will definitely be many girls chasing after you."

When Paimon said this, Ying's expression froze slightly and became a little unnatural.

Lei Dian Shi gently shook his hand, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "No."

Let them explore more things on their own in the future.

"Apeng, don't you want to say hello to these friends?" Lei Dianshi turned his head and looked at the scattered soldiers.

Upon hearing this, the soldier secretly clenched his fists, but forced a smile on his face and said:

"I'm here to... please take care of this person's child."

"I am Princess Fischl, the Judge, and I have stepped forward in response to the people's call."

Fischl puffed out his chest and said proudly.

"I'm……"

Everyone briefly introduced themselves in turn. Except for Lei Dianshi, the others present knew him more or less.

However, the gathering of a few people soon attracted the Qianyan Army.

Seeing this, the scattered soldiers wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Lei Dian Shi, so they hurriedly said:

"Since the Thousand Rocks Army is here, I'm no longer needed here. Nice to meet you. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."

After saying this, before Paimon could say goodbye, the skirmisher left quickly.

Lei Dianshi gave Paimeng a look, then followed without hesitation.

"Eh? Why do I always feel that the relationship between them is so strange? Are they really father and son?"

Paimon scratched his head and said with confusion.

"Hmph, in my opinion, these two must have had an argument, and then the young man escaped, and the Thunder Dragon, worried about the child, chased him out."

Fischl crossed his arms and analyzed the reason seriously, but the reason sounded a bit far-fetched.

Ying rested her chin with her left hand, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought, but her thoughts were soon interrupted by Qianyanjun's questioning. Saving people was the most important thing at the moment, and other things had to be put aside for the time being.

In that remote corner, far from everyone's sight, the stragglers who had run a long way away saw that they couldn't shake off the shadowy Lei Dian Shi. Their anger grew stronger and stronger, and they finally couldn't help but curse: "Are you a dog-skin plaster? You follow me every day, is it fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his father's "love" descended upon him. Lei Dianshi's figure flashed, and he grabbed the soldier's collar by the back. He had already mastered this action.

Then he quickly took off the soldier's hat and fed him a chestnut accurately.

"You are still very childish!"

The scattered soldiers looked at Lei Dian Shi, furious.

"That's because I'm facing you, my rebellious child."

Lei Dian Shi held San Bing firmly in place, his expression becoming serious. "I came to see you for a few things."

"Oh my, oh my, is there anything that the mighty Thunderbolt of the Sky cannot accomplish?"

The soldier responded stubbornly with a look of disdain on his face.

Another chestnut was fed to him, and the soldier felt pain and gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

"First, help me teach someone a lesson."

Lei Dian Shi said bluntly.

"From the Lawrence family? Humph, why don't you do it yourself or hypnotize him directly." The soldier snorted coldly and said casually.

Hypnosis? Yeah, I also have [Word Spirit Technique].

Lei Dianshi's heart moved, and then he realized that something was wrong. How did this kid know that I wanted to teach Schubert a lesson, and that I could hypnotize him?

"Don't look at me like that. I'll dream about what you told me."

The soldier said with a gloomy face that it didn't look like a lie, but the reason sounded extremely fake.

Lei Dianshi was even more confused, but he had no way to verify it. Was it a coincidence? It was really strange.

"Then why don't you help your father?"

Tsk, just because you call yourself a father, don’t even think about it. Are you treating him like a white glove?

Lei Dian Shi also knew that he could not force the scattered soldiers. If he used force to suppress them and asked them to do some small things, they might be able to endure it.

But if a soldier is faced with something he really doesn't want to do, even torture will be difficult to make him surrender.

Regardless of whether he was willing to give it up or not, considering the suffering that Sanbing had endured, all that torture was nothing to him.

So, try the soft one.

"Ah Beng, let's make a deal. I'll tell you a secret, and you'll do me a favor. How about that?"

"To be honest, I don't care about your secrets."

"Don't worry, this secret is related to you."

"Oh, I told you, I don't—rarely!"

The skirmisher responded resolutely, with a firm attitude and no sign of wavering.

"Regarding those who stepped on the sand..."

Guo Beng's originally calm pupils suddenly shrank, and many complex emotions flashed across his eyes in an instant, including pain, nostalgia, and struggle, and then turned into a sneer.

"What happened to those mortals?"

The floodgates of memory slowly opened, and the noisy Taliang Sand carried the happiest memories of his life. There, he briefly became a human being, an ordinary person.

Katsuragi, Nagamasa, Niwa, Miyazaki... and many other long-forgotten residents of Tatsuma Sand would teach him to read and write, teach him to make fire and cook, teach him blacksmithing techniques, and accept him as... a friend...

No, a bunch of mortals!