Mythology: Ragnarok

Even so, demons still like to make deals with humans, not for any other reason than that human souls are so cheap. A little money, power, or even helping with a trivial matter can make humans willingly sell their souls to them. Where else can you find such a good deal?

It is precisely because there is no race like humans, whose souls are so cheap, that demons, in a sense, love humans the most and love doing business with them the most.

Agreed integrated the items into his soul and then walked out of Pawnshop No. 7. Every time he left, his mood was indescribably solemn, but it was undeniable that he had learned a lot from it. Mammon was now more like a friend to him, and he often shared the wisdom of demons with Agreed without expecting anything in return. He was a respectable mentor and friend.

Agreed hurried home and pushed open the door. Hepburn was mixing potions in her well-ventilated research room, and their daughter, Serena Isabelle Agreed, was following behind her mother like a clingy little rascal.

"Mom, what were you and Dad thinking when you wanted a child? My neighbor's son said his parents had him because they wanted to carry on the family line. Mom, what were you and Dad thinking when you had me?" Agreed asked with innocent eyes, melting his heart.

"Mom, Mom just wanted to have some fun, and then you came along..." Hepburn's next words made Agreed feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. He quickly rushed over and covered Hepburn's mouth, afraid that she would say something else. At the same time, he hurriedly explained to his daughter.

"What Mommy means is that Mommy really wanted a little angel to be born into our family, so you came into being, baby. Mommy is busy right now, so don't bother Mommy while I'm working. Go back to your room or go play with your friends."

Serena nodded obediently, then skipped away. Agreed released his hand from Hepburn's mouth, then patted Hepburn's bottom and said, "What nonsense are you talking about with your daughter?"

Hepburn pouted and said unhappily, "Didn't you say that you should try not to lie to children?"

Agred asked indignantly, "Then why are you spouting such obvious truths?!"

Hepburn said unhappily, "You've said everything, good or bad, so what am I supposed to say?"

Agreder's tone softened instantly as he said, "What I mean is, when communicating with children, we should try to avoid sensitive topics. The child is still young, and if you say things like that, it will be very hurtful for her to remember what you said today."

Hepburn said helplessly, "She was an accident to begin with. After she came along, we had to be careful when we were intimate at night. You've put all your attention on her and don't pamper me anymore!" As she spoke, Hepburn hugged Agreed and acted like a little girl.

Agreed quickly said affectionately, "Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart, I've been busy with work, but I've had some free time these past couple of days. How about we go out and have some fun tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay, hehe~" Hepburn rubbed her face against Agreed's chest and said coquettishly.

That evening, after skillfully putting his daughter to sleep, Agreed tiptoed back to his room.

A blonde woman with a sexy figure, dressed in a sexy nightgown, asked with a smile, "Is she asleep?"

Agreed nodded, and so the wonderful night began.

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Over the next few days, Agred spent a lot of time having fun with his wife and daughter. Agred's philosophy has always been not to neglect his family. After all, he has a high-paying job and a lot of free time, so he believes that if he has time, he should devote more to life. Of course, he should also leave some private time for himself, which depends on his time management skills.

But happy times always pass quickly, and a week later Agred was back at work.

Hepburn could only reluctantly give up, while Agreed returned to the Adventurers' Guild, clutching his aching back. Heya teased him, "Oh dear, you're completely drained."

Agreed waved his hand and said, "What kind of talk is that? If you really care, just pour me a glass of water. I've been exhausted these past few days."

Heya poured a glass of honey water and handed it to her, mocking, "What? Can't take it anymore, so you've come here for a vacation?"

Agreed downed the water in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "Of course not, but we can't just sit around doing nothing, can we? I've already called Rayleigh and the others. I've taken on a guard duty. Everyone should go out and get some training. Staying here too long will make our bodies rust."

So in the days that followed, Agrede temporarily left his family and threw himself back into his work.

One month later, Agreed, who had just finished his mission, returned home after a long absence and called out again, "I'm back."

His wife and daughters rushed out to greet him, and Hepburn even pretended to sniff him all over like a hound.

Agreed was amused by her actions and could only ask helplessly, "Why are you being so dramatic? What are you smelling?"

Hepburn snorted and said, "Let me smell if you smell like any other women. Who knows if you've picked up some vixen after being gone for a month? You might even smell like that vixen right now."

Agreed shook his head and sighed, "Do you have to be so dramatic? You're arguing with a little girl like Haya. You're a mother yourself, and you're still jealous of a young girl."

Hepburn chuckled and retorted, "A 'yellow-haired' girl who's over a hundred years old? Why do you think I'm so wary of her? And look at the way she looks at you, even a man could tell she's interested in you. I'm already being lenient by not letting you kick her out of the group."

Agreed argued, "For an elf, who is an immortal species, she is indeed just a young woman who has just come of age. Her affection for me is only because I saved her when she was in danger. It is gratitude, not love. Don't worry, I have kept myself pure and far away from her. Trust your husband."

Hepburn rolled her eyes and said, "Can you please not talk like that? You're only twenty-two. Don't act like you're a fifty or sixty-year-old who's indifferent to everything. Sometimes I wonder if I'm getting old."

Agreed seemed to suddenly realize something, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Yeah, I'm not even thirty yet! I thought I was already halfway to the grave. You're a year younger than me, so you were only eighteen when you gave birth to Serena! Damn, I'm committing a crime!"

Hepburn wrapped her arms around him and said coquettishly, "Then why don't you obediently submit to the law, you criminal?"

Poor Serena was neglected and ignored, brighter and more superfluous than a 50-watt light bulb. At that moment, the poor child finally understood that she was truly an accident. Destroy this world, it's not worth it.