"Uncle, I want to eat this too!
A brunette girl with her forehead stretched out all the way under her eyes was buying and eating at the festival stall.
"Yes. Young lady, you look like you're gonna eat well."
"Because it's so delicious!
"Right. So, this guy's a service."
A stall jerk makes a girl hold a small curry bread in her hand.
"Is that okay?
"Ooh! Because it's one of our most popular products. Eat it."
"Okay. Thanks!
"Eh heh. I've been served. People in this country, that's sweet."
Hands on the curry bread I get as the girl away from the stall snaps.
"Yeah, yeah! This bread is delicious too!! That stall is around. It's a survival decision."
I took the paper and pen out of my nose and the girl was taking notes of something.
"The curry bread in Glendale, Wangdu, and the stalls is delicious and destroys at the end of the day."
When the girl, who had finished taking notes, put on the paper and pen, she began to go through the crowd again, which was rubbish at the festival.
"Mmm. A souvenir for the evil gods, what would you like?
The girl was a ceremonial god who served the evil god.
The Evil God is still asleep.
This is how the ceremonial God, who is free, came to visit the human world because the God to serve is asleep all the time.
"Oh! Shh, wow..."
The ceremonial god blinds himself to the immense monument of ice set up in the central square of the Wang capital.
This was created by Undine, the Spirit King of the Water, in collaboration with Silf, the Spirit King of the Wind.
This country, Glendale, is promised abundance thanks to the protection of Undine. This is how the festival was held four times a year for the people to show their gratitude to her.
This was the fiftieth year that Undine had given this country protection, so she gave this country the monument of ice.
I was blinded by it, and ceremonial God didn't look forward.
"─ Ah!
"Whoa?"
On the back of a dark-haired, dark-eyed young man, he hit me.
"Shh, excuse me. I didn't look in front of you."
Ceremony God unexpectedly falls in love with a young man with a neat face.
"I'm fine. But it's crowded up ahead, so be careful."
"Yes! I'm really sorry."
Talking any more seemed to bother the youth more, so he turned his back and tried to leave the scene as soon as possible.
"Oh, wait a minute. I have garbage on my back, so I'll take it...... yes. Now we're good."
The young man seems to have taken the leaves attached to the back of the ceremonial god.
His smile blinding as he showed his leaves, ceremonial God found his face reddened.
"Well, here I am. Festival, please!
With that said, the youth leaves before the ceremonial god.
Ceremony God was following his back with his eyes until he was blind.
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"Oh, shit. A souvenir for the Evil God, I didn't buy it..."
The ceremony back in the divine realm God noticed.
"Well. The Evil God is still asleep, so it's nothing good"
"Hmm? What do you want?
"─ Huh!?"
Suddenly voiced from behind, ceremonial God looks back in surprise.
"Evil God! Oh, have you woken up?!?"
There still stood the evil god of a sleepy expression.
"Ah. I woke up earlier... so? What about souvenirs?"
"Uh... what is it about?
"Oh, you're going to cut white. Really... that curry bread and all that seemed good to you?
"No way, get up from around there..."
"Ah. I was awake. Hey, that sounded really fun. Leaving me asleep and attending a human festival on my own."
"Ugh."
To the ceremonial god, the word of the evil god pierces.
"So? Was that curry bread and they good?
"Yes, it's already delicious."
"Then my share, too, go get it!!"
The screams of the Evil God echoed throughout the temple.
By the way, Ceremony God was firmly bringing the souvenir back to the Temple of the Evil God.
That souvenir...
"Hey. Your clothes...... did you have such a magic formation on your back?
"Magic Formation? What are you talking about?
An evil god noticed the magic formation put on the back of the ceremonial god.
"What, is this it?
Even a ceremonial god who serves God had a magical formation affixed to his clothes that he would not have noticed if he hadn't gazed so closely.
Ceremony God hurries off his jacket and throws it on the temple floor.
The magic formation wasn't put on her body.
"Is it not a curse? It's not funny at all that God is cursed to serve me."
"So far, I don't seem to have a problem...... what the hell kind of magic formation is that?
"I don't know. Which, I'm going to do a little research on... Hmm!?"
The evil god who picked up the ceremonial god's jacket placed on the floor is amazed.
Soon the magic team was moving from the clothes of the ceremonial god to the temple floor.
"What's going on... what the hell is this?
"Wow, neither do I. I don't know."
Afterwards, the Evil God and the Formula God exhausted their hands, but the Magic Formation never disappeared from the Temple of the Evil God.
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"Dear Hart. What's wrong with that magic team?
In the mansion's living room, Tina called out, concerned about creating a small magic formation on hand and Hart watching it.
Hart answers that question with a smile.
"This is it. It's like a travel document to visit a certain god."