Mythology: Ragnarok

Upon hearing this, Agred rolled his eyes and retorted, "Enough already! It's like you're entrusting your wife to me. Besides, that weapon is extremely corrosion-resistant and protected by our engraved protective magic array. What's there to maintain? Just don't let it get rained on. You could throw it into lava and it wouldn't suffer any damage."

Milton said indignantly, "Can't you have a little bit of ceremony? At least show some respect for my best work."

Agreed reassured him, "Although you won the enchanting tournament two years ago and became the number one enchanter on the continent, you are still in your prime and have a very broad period of growth ahead of you. It will definitely not be your last work, and it will definitely not be the best. Don't deny yourself so early."

Milton calmly analyzed, "I only managed to complete this enchantment with your help. Your skill level is actually no less than mine. You just lack proficiency and your knowledge in the relevant areas is not comprehensive enough. To be honest, if you were to become an enchanter, you would definitely be several times stronger than me. Don't you really want to consider it?"

“You’re here again. I’ve answered this question so many times.” Agreed shrugged helplessly.

“I’m just feeling sorry for him. Such a promising talent had to go off into fighting and killing, and he even earned the nickname ‘Instant-Casting Sorcerer.’ Oh well, so be it. After all, it’s the path you chose, so I won’t try to persuade you otherwise.” With that, Milton turned around and continued searching. Then, he suddenly exclaimed excitedly, “I found a gift! Look!”

Milton then took out a hairpin suitable for a girl to wear and introduced it: "This is the gift I chose. The material is very exquisite and can accept six kinds of enchantments. I enchanted it with a warning circle, an automatically triggered protection circle, a space circle for escape, a magic power storage circle, a slot for embedding magic crystals (the slot will take up one enchantment circle position), and a magic circle for storing attack magic."

Agreed looked at the ornate hairpin that had been specially decorated and couldn't help but praise, "Wow! You've really gone all out. Go and give this gift to your niece yourself. Remember to tell her how to use it. I'll replenish the hairpin with magic and attack magic regularly."

Milton nodded, then seemed to remember something and reminded her, "Remember not to fill it with magic of level six or higher, this hairpin won't hold up." After saying that, he walked over and started to chat with his niece like a strange uncle.

Listening to Milton's clumsy attempts at flirting, Agred couldn't help but shake his head. Like a worried parent, Agred muttered to himself, "Luckily, your father has more than one son, otherwise, your family line would definitely end with your generation."

In the evening, Milton stayed home and had dinner with the Agreed family. Hepburn cooked, and Agreed helped her prepare a large table of delicious dishes.

At the dinner table, Agreed asked, "Old friend, when are you planning to go back?"

Milton thought for a moment and then replied, "Tomorrow, I have a few enchanted works left there, I need to get back quickly."

But Hepburn quickly objected, saying, "Forget it, you've had a long journey. Why don't you stay here for ten days or half a month? You can catch up with Agreed."

Milton waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm in great health. This level of work won't break me."

Agreed immediately explained, "Hepburn is worried that you might have an accident if you fly back with that half-dead griffin. This is the last one. If the griffin dies halfway there, are you going to walk back? As an enchanter, your combat ability is already limited, so don't be in such a hurry. Why don't you stay at my house for ten days or half a month to take care of the griffin and yourself before going back? Besides, if you stay here, you can experiment with your 'best creation' with me. We can also chat about our experiences and feelings over the years. If you're really bored, you can teach me enchanting like you used to."

Agreed's words really struck a chord with Milton. First, he wanted to see his work again; second, he wanted to reunite with his old friend; and third, he wanted to try again to see if he could bring Agreed into the ranks of enchanters.

So Milton finally accepted the proposal, albeit reluctantly. For the next month, he and Agreed reminisced about the past while studying the legendary sword, and he would occasionally take the time to teach Agreed new enchanting knowledge. The two talked about everything under the sun, as if they had endless topics to discuss. They chatted and laughed, talking about the past, the present, and the future. A month passed quickly, and the griffin finally recovered its health under Hepburn's care. All good things must come to an end, and in the end, Agreed and Milton said their reluctant goodbyes.

Watching the griffin gradually disappear into the distance, Agreed sighed, "I wonder when we'll meet again. Take care, my old friend."

Hepburn suddenly hugged Agred from behind and said softly, "Everyone's gone, what are you still looking at? You've neglected him for a month, tonight you belong only to me! Hehe!"

Agreed turned around with a smile, stroked Hepburn's hair affectionately, and said, "Alright, alright, I belong only to you."

Hepburn grabbed Agred's arm and led him toward the bedroom, saying, "No, I can't wait until tonight. Let's go, now."

Agreed said in a surprised whisper, "Now? No, Serena is still awake."

Hepburn said anxiously, "Oh dear, I gave her a dose of hypnotic potion, but don't worry, I was very careful with the dosage, it was just to help her sleep. She's sleeping soundly now. We'll just set up a soundproofing spell and everything will be fine. Come on~ I can't wait." As she spoke, she tightened her grip even more.

Agreed didn't resist and followed her inside, but couldn't help complaining, "Don't be so impatient. It's not that I said I wouldn't come, but are you really a mother to give your daughter sleeping pills?"

Then the bedroom door was closed, and five thousand words were omitted here...

The following days were ordinary, fulfilling, and sweet, but just a month later, another major event plunged the entire human world into crisis: all the monster gathering places began to riot at the same time! Many small countries were wiped out by the sudden beast tide, and the situation in Avalon was not optimistic either.

Therefore, the King of Avalon immediately summoned all the adventurers and armies in the country to fight against this once-in-a-millennium disaster.

Kingdom of Avalon, near the Monster Mountains

"Crunch, crunch..." In a remote town on the edge of a monster mountain range, a pack of monster wolves were chewing on their freshly caught meat. This town had been completely overrun by the beast tide and turned into a living hell. It was originally a forward outpost that provided supplies for hunters who entered the monster mountain range to hunt monsters. Due to limited space and resources, no walls were built. In the past, every year, thousands of hunters from Avalon would risk their lives to enter the monster mountain range to hunt monsters and obtain magic crystals in order to get rich overnight. In addition, the army would also come here every year for exercises, training and hunting, so the monsters here could not appear in large numbers. Therefore, no defensive measures were set up. After all, since the founding of Avalon, the monsters in the monster mountain range had not caused any trouble.