Almighty Lord of Another World

　　 "My mistress..."

　　 "Stop, stop calling that, I'm sorry, just call Sister Belludante."

　　 "Yes. Bei... Sister Belludante, you... you are..."

Belludante held Nilu in one hand, and took Jasmine with one hand, and whispered, "I was so badly wounded after the war of God that I was sleeping in the world tree. I was afraid that bad guys would beat me to death. Actually, the world tree It's my clone. Fortunately, Ivan has come to save me, otherwise I will really become a tree!"

　　 Nilu asked: "Sister Belludante, how did the master save you?"

　　 Beludante blushed and didn't know how to answer: "Just...just save it...he injected the energy I need into my body..."

　　 "Puff!" Ivan covered his mouth. Although Belludante's statement is true, how he thinks it is dirty.

　　 Beludante also reacted, the skin of his whole body began to turn red, and he took two steps and kicked Aiwen's ass, but he couldn't help but laugh.

　　 "You bastard, you laugh again!" Belludante's small punch began to greet Aiwen's back, causing the two women behind him to look at each other-the goddess, is this... acting like a baby?

　　 Jasmine saw that Irvine and Belludante were so close, and suddenly had an idea, and the goose bumps were all up. Telematics asked Irvine: "Master, you won't give the goddess...what did you give?"

　　 Irving doesn’t need to lie to them either: "Um... this... the treatment process is a bit special... Don’t overdo it. After all, people are the goddess of life and they want face."

　　 Nilu: "Master, you are so amazing. I thought the legends of demigods like Helena and Sister Emily are already very, very amazing. I didn't expect the master to even let go of the goddess!"

　　 The two girls looked at Belludante, who was already riding on Aiwen's back, and sighed again and again. I don't know if I should say that Aiwen is a fluke or if it is more daring.

　　 But the group let Belludante lead the way and enter a large restaurant called "Elf Forest" in the south of the city.

"Every time I see someone come here to eat, I don't dare to pay attention, it's too torturous! I just thought, if I can restore the power of action one day, I must come here to have a big meal!" Where is Belludante? The appearance of the goddess is like a starving ghost upper body.

　　 Aiwen patted his chest: "Whatever, you man I have money!"

　　 "Bah, it's not ashamed!"

　　 A few people were led by the maid to a box, Belludante didn't need to look at the menu at all, and ordered more than 30 dishes in one go. The maid murmured secretly, can four people eat so many dishes?

　　 "You call Sister Helena, they are now studying in the temple, and they happen to know each other."

　　 Ivan nodded, greeted Helena and the others and summoned them.

　　 "Introduce, this is Belludante, my unmarried wife, just call her sister."

　　 The Helena sisters glanced at each other, and together they tucked the corners of their skirts and bowed to Belludante: "Hello madam, this is Helena (Emily)."

Belludante stood up and walked to Sister Helena, stroking the second daughter’s cheeks: “It’s no wonder that Ivan said I’m not as beautiful as his maid. It’s really tempting for me! That fool of Thor has such a beautiful offspring. , It's incredible."

　　 Helena's eyes stood up when she heard this, how could she say that to her ancestors.

　　 Aiwen hurriedly introduced Belludante’s identity to the two of them. The sisters were shocked, and they saluted again. This time, instead of squatting, he kneeled down on one knee: "I have seen the goddess!"

Belludante pulled them up: "Well, you don’t need to be so polite, everyone is our own. We have a common identity, that is Aiwen’s woman. Helena, if Aiwen is out there in the future, it’s not correct. After all, you can hit him with a hammer at any time! With so many beautiful women in the house, it would be a crime to go outside to surf."

　　 Helena bowed and replied, "Be careful! I will look after Mr. Irwin!" She said, she glanced sharply at Irwin, making his hair stand up.

Belludante pulled Emily again: "The man, after all, is the head of the family. Too much of him will make him rebellious, and it would be bad if it makes him resent the family. So, Emily, I’m sorry to trouble you to take care of Aiwen. It’s good to meet his small requirements appropriately. You and Jasmine’s temperament can take good care of him. It’s impossible for your sister and Delia to welcome him, Claire. It's just a stupid girl. Emily, do you know what I mean?"

　　 Emily bowed and replied: "I will do my best, Lord Goddess! I am the maid of Lord Irwin, and Lord Irwin is also very kind to me. I will try my best to serve Lord Irwin."

　　 Beludante smiled, took the two girls into the table, then sat next to Aiwen, tilted his head and smiled at Aiwen: "Aven, do you hate me if you intervene in your emotional freedom so much?"

Aiwen shook his head quickly: "Why? Although I like adventure, I have always been a contented person in my life. I used to be a lonely individual, and my partner and teammates parted ways after the mission. Now I have you all. My family, I am so happy. It is my honor to own any of you, not to mention that you are all my women. If you are greedy, you will definitely be condemned."

Belludante said: "You have misunderstood. It's not that you don't want to increase the number of people in the harem, but that you don't blindly. You are the chosen person, and destiny will make you encounter countless fetters in the next journey. At that time, you have to take care of it, don’t make it abusive like the **** of war."

　　 Aiwen nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I promise I won't provoke right and wrong easily!"

"Huh, who knows. Now Delia is far away in the underground world, Claire is still awake, and the rest are reserved temperaments. If any active woman seduce you, you can't control it. It’s me."

　　 "Isn't there you still there?"

　　 Beludante slapped the table: "Just you beast, can I deal with it alone? You still have more thoughts, I have died several times!"

　　 Aiwen covered his face, Lord Goddess, you said too much...

　　 Beludante also reacted, flushing again. The girls also understood what was going on here, but they didn't dare to look up. Just kidding, who dares to laugh at Lord Goddess of Life?

　　 "Ahem..." Belludante is the superior after all, and a big heart is indispensable. "Your master is a bastard, and you will be very lucky in the future, so let's work hard together."

　　 "Yes, my mistress!" The girls nodded together.

　　 After a short while, the table was full of dishes, and everyone was dazzled. Aiwen first picked up the cutlery and put food on Belludanti's plate before the girls began to eat. Belludanti smiled openly. Before, he could only watch others eating and drinking with envy, but now he can eat and eat, and Ivan is waiting for her. It's not too happy.

　　 The other women couldn't stop either. Although Nilu is a royal family, her usual dining is not luxurious enough; Jasmine’s one year’s salary is enough to order two of the hard dishes; Sister Helena originally had a poor quality of life when she was in the underground world. Having seen such a rich and exquisite food, I couldn't help but feel like flying with my hands, constantly stuffing my mouth.

　　 For a time, the wind and remnant clouds on the dining table are like locusts passing by, and the empty plates gradually pile up into hills. After a while, Belludante leaned on the back of the chair, took a napkin and wiped her lips, and then let out a soft breath: "Huh, that's so satisfying! Ivan, thank you for saving me!"

　　 Aiwen smiled: "I'm at your service anytime, Lord Belludante."

　　 Beludante was about to say something when the door of the box opened suddenly, and three people walked in without saying hello.

　　 These three are all human beings, and the first one is a young man, wearing a gorgeous noble dress. He glanced around the box, more than 30 empty plates made him frown, and muttered a "hillie" in a low voice. But when he saw Belludante's face beside Ivan, his eyes lit up. Just now, his attendant reported that he saw several top beauties with elves and humans following a human into the box, and this human costume is a ready-to-wear elves that can be easily bought in Elifan~www.readwn.com~No Like a rich man. He looked at it again, except for the clothes of an elf who was still a child, and everyone was able to buy clothes for a few silver coins. This couldn't help but increase his confidence, and felt that he was really lucky.

　　 He lifted his chin slightly, looking defiant. He had planned to talk to him personally before coming in, but when he saw Aiwen's poor look, he lost interest. The attendant next to him hurriedly stood up and said shyly, "This is the Lord Baron Tarano, the son of the Marquis of Koshnet of the Kingdom of Bryn Dawson."

　　 After waiting for a long time without the expected flattery, Tarano looked down at Aiwen on the opposite side, and saw him looking at him with a foolish expression, and didn't mean to pay attention to him at all. This made him a little bit irritated. He kicked his attendant's calf, and pointed his chin in Aiwen's direction to signal to the attendant. The follower understood, turned his head and said to Aiwen: "This friend, I don't know how to call the driver, where is he from, can I have a title?"

　　 Aiwen was laughing to death. Isn’t this the part of the legend that the nobles robbed the women of the people? This kind of thing almost disappeared when I was on the earth, and I can only see it in film and television dramas or novels. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to experience it personally. It is really interesting!

Aiwen "worried out" tidyed up his clothes, stood up, bowed and said, "I'm very sorry, because I was frightened by Lord Baron's title just now, so I was a little frustrated, and I hope you can forgive me for any disrespect! Wen, wandering from a young age to Elifan, is an ordinary person, not a nobleman."

　　Ha, not a nobleman, that would be easier! Tarano beamed his eyebrows, winked at his attendant, and glanced at Belludante, who couldn't help swallowing—such a beautiful woman should belong to me!