Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

An Qingyu and Cao Yuan, who were standing nearby, also agreed. An Qingyu, in particular, was surprised that Lin Qiye was so bold. He hadn't even won Jiang Shiyuan over yet, and he was already acting like a playboy right in front of her.

"Fidelity is a man's best dowry," Cao Yuan said quietly. This time, he was absolutely certain he hadn't misremembered the words.

"If you want it all, you'll end up with nothing," An Qingyu said thoughtfully, pushing up her glasses.

The group practically accused him of two-timing, and Lin Qiye finally realized what was going on. He was speechless. "I was talking about my friend. He and his wife can't see each other, not me."

"Even if he's your friend, he can't be this scumbag! Scumbags can't be forgiven!" Baili Pangpang said with exasperation. No matter what, a good friend should be on the front lines. He's Shi Yuan's family, and he'll speak up for her!

Jiang Shiyuan propped her forehead up, ignoring the strange looks from everyone. Although she was grateful for Baili Pangpang's kindness, well... Lin Qiye was indeed asking about his divine friend, Bragi!

Bragi, the god of poetry and music, is a deity residing in the third ward of the Gods' Mental Hospital.

Bragi's wife was Iden, the goddess of youth. To protect Bragi from the encroachment of the mist, she gave him her heart and divine power, and thus perished.

But in the mental hospital, Bragi always believed that Eden was not dead and longed to see her again.

Lin Qiye accidentally learned that Bragi had Eden's heart inside him, and the two were now sharing one body with two souls. When Bragi fell asleep, Eden would take control of Bragi's body and come out to move around. He had thought about extracting Eden's soul from Bragi's body, but that would inevitably cause Eden's soul to be scattered, which was absolutely impossible.

Lin Qiye couldn't tell Bragi the truth directly, and Eden didn't want Bragi to feel guilty, but he really couldn't think of a way to stop Bragi from looking for Eden.

Jiang Shiyuan could roughly guess that Lin Qiye was very worried about Bragi's treatment progress. After all, in order to treat Bragi, the problem of him not being able to meet with Eden had to be solved. Otherwise, if he became ill from missing Eden, Bragi's condition would become more serious.

Lin Qiye was very self-aware; he wasn't good at matters of the heart. But among the five members of the reserve team, there were always some who were good at it. He had previously received advice from Baili Pangpang on matters of the heart, which was why he thought of asking Baili Pangpang this question.

Of course, no one could have imagined that Chaos, the sixth brother, was lurking in the mental hospital causing trouble, secretly stealing Eden's soul, and ultimately making everyone believe that Eden was just a figment of Brag's imagination because he couldn't bear the blow.

Just as Jiang Shiyuan fell silent, Lin Qiye, who had been forced to become a scumbag, felt that he could never clear his name, no matter how hard he tried.

“I only have one person in my heart, and my friend only has one person in his heart too. He just wants to see his wife. How is that scumbag?” He explained helplessly, then looked at Jiang Shiyuan with serious eyes, “Shiyuan, don’t be misled by Fatty!”

"Cough!" Jiang Shiyuan choked on her food. She forced back her cough and nodded haphazardly, burying her face almost entirely in the rice bowl as she continued eating.

Please, just let her disappear from the dinner table!

"Eat slowly, are you that hungry?" Lin Qiye patted Jiang Shiyuan on the back.

"Really?" Baili Pangpang didn't believe Lin Qiye would be a scumbag either, but what Lin Qiye had just said was indeed ambiguous. She asked with some doubt, "Did you get those dark circles under your eyes because you were trying to help your friend?"

"Can't I?" Lin Qiye replied irritably.

"Then we can't meet for some reason..."

"My fellow patients in the mental hospital are locked up inside and can't get out, so we can't meet. Is there still a problem?"

"Haha, it seems I misunderstood." Baili Pangpang immediately lost his bravado. He sat back down, gave an awkward laugh, and picked up his chopsticks to take back the chicken leg he had just given to Lin Qiye. "Misunderstanding, it was a misunderstanding. Let's start over."

Lin Qiye watched silently as Baili Pangpang withdrew a chicken leg, his hand on the table clenching into a fist.

"Don't be like that." Baili Pangpang pressed down Lin Qiye's fist with a guilty conscience and racked his brains to think of a solution. "Your situation, or rather, your friend's situation, is quite easy to solve. It's just lovesickness. If they are in love but cannot meet due to unforeseen circumstances, they can use technology, such as making a video call or having a long phone conversation. Isn't that how long-distance relationships are managed?"

Lin Qiye fell into deep thought.

"If all else fails, write a handwritten love letter every now and then, something a little cheesy. These days, both boys and girls fall for that. It shows your sincerity..." Baili Pangpang was encouraged when he saw Lin Qiye loosen his clenched fist and continued.

“Write a letter…” Lin Qiye’s eyes lit up.

In the afternoon, after finishing his sparring session with Jiang Shiyuan, Lin Qiye couldn't wait to return to his room, as if he had something important to do.

"Shiyuan, do you believe in Qiye?" Baili Pangpang asked Jiang Shiyuan, who was standing next to him.

“I believe you.” Jiang Shiyuan nodded matter-of-factly, watching Lin Qiye’s retreating figure, then asked in confusion, “Don’t you believe me?”

"No, I believe it too, it's mainly about you..."

inside the room.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to immerse himself in the hospital, he suddenly sensed a brief conversation outside the door, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

……

early morning.

Jiang Shiyuan removed the dark circles under her eyes and walked out of the room.

In the middle of the warehouse, on the training ground specifically used for them, a figure had been busy for quite some time.

"Senior Sword Saint, what are you doing?" Jiang Shiyuan asked, somewhat bewildered.

"Waxing." Zhou Ping's hands moved without stopping, his voice calm.

"Senior Sword Saint, is it necessary for us to wax this place?" Lin Qiye walked over and asked with a puzzled look.

"You'll get hurt if we don't wax it." Zhou Ping finished the last piece of flooring and nodded in satisfaction.

Injuried?

Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, who arrived last, had a hint of confusion in their eyes. What were they supposed to do today? Would they get hurt?

"Today, we will begin our 'mental strength training'." Zhou Ping stood in front of the five people, reached out and beckoned, and a black sword box fell into his hand.

“Back in junior high, I discovered a method to quickly increase mental strength using sword energy while washing dishes. I call it ‘Sword Energy Tide,’” Zhou Ping said calmly. “Ye Fan requires you to break through to the ‘Sea’ realm in a short time, so I will use ‘Sword Energy Tide’ to temper your mental strength later.”

"All you have to do is stay conscious during my 'Sword Qi Tide'. The longer you stay awake, the better the tempering effect will be."

In junior high, while washing dishes, he discovered a method to increase his mental strength? Is this how geniuses cultivate themselves?

Lin Qiye and the others recalled what they were doing in junior high school and wondered how the differences between people could be so great.