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Qiong took out the Divine Plan and summoned the juvenile purple cube.
Wow! What is this?
March 7th's attention was instantly drawn, and she curiously came over.
"My Digimon Partner".
"Digimon, you mean the kind of monster we encountered on the Immortal Ship?"
Little March recalled Dante Devimon, who was born in the Fairy Boat Garden.
"Yes, it's that kind of special life form."
Qiong nodded and gently poked the cute little square in her palm with her finger.
"But this girl is my partner, my ally, not my enemy. Look how well-behaved she is."
The little guy made cute "ne~" sounds.
"According to the classic storyline."
Qiong began to spout nonsense with a straight face.
"The main characters usually encounter their own Digimon partners one by one during their adventures."
“I already have one, so now it’s your turn.”
The dome points towards the blue light.
"Maybe she is your Digimon."
"is it?"
So cute, but brainless.
March 7th's thinking was clearly swayed by Qiong, and a hint of conviction appeared on her cute little face.
"But...why does she call me mother?"
This is something that still bothers her.
"It's probably because newly hatched birds tend to mistake the first person they see for their mother."
"Hmm, that makes some sense."
March 7th leaned back slightly, his gaze towards the blue orb softening considerably, and asked softly.
"What's your name?"
“sa~an~sa~”
Blue light rippled like waves.
"Olonis?"
Little March murmured softly.
"Eulonis, my dear daughter, where is this place?"
Qiong asked with a kind smile.
The child born on March 7th, isn't he his child?
“oi~sa~”
Can't this unlucky kid speak human language?
"Miss translator, what did she just say?"
“Uh, she said you are not God the Father.”
March 7, who was blushing slightly because of Qiong's words, froze for a moment after hearing Oronis's words.
"Hey, you poor kid, can't you see clearly?"
Qiong put his arm around March 7's shoulder and pulled her closer to him:
"We're a couple destined to be struck by lightning."
“If you acknowledge her as your mother, then I am your father; otherwise, neither of us are.”
Who would describe themselves as being struck by lightning?
Originally a little shy, March 7th was confused by Qiong's description and punched him in the chest with her little fist.
The blue light waves rippled violently once again.
"Worried? There's no use being anxious."
Qiong pointed and gestured, thus initiating the educational mode.
"Little Eulonis, just tell me, do you want your mother or not?"
Although I don't know what this guy is, he gives off a distinctly immature vibe, like a child.
Bullying children is something Qiong is best at.
Anyway, he couldn't understand what Euronis was saying.
It's like silencing your opponents in a league and then going all out on your own.
Soon, the ethereal calls in the space became urgent and aggrieved, reflecting back after touching the invisible boundary of this space, forming layers of echoes.
Qiong keenly detected the baby's urgent cries in the echo.
"Crying? Crying counts as time too!"
"Alright, alright, you're a grown man, why are you arguing with a child?"
On March 7th, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him from continuing to bully her Digimon? Or perhaps her newly adopted daughter?
"She has already agreed."
March 7th blushed slightly and added in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed.
Oronis changed his mind.
She's the mother, and Qiong is the father, so aren't they...?
"Yes, that's a good child."
Qiong's expression changed instantly, and a kind, fatherly smile appeared on his face.
"Little Eulonis, tell your father, where is this place?"
“yu~an~”
Qiong looked at March 7th, and the girl took the initiative to act as a translator.
"She said this place is Ya, Ya Ya... Nu Sa Glass Silk? What a tongue-twisting place name."
After Oronis corrected the name of March 7th several times, Qiong finally received the correct name.
Janusapolis.
Just as Qiong was about to continue asking what this place was.
Suddenly, blue, wave-like ripples of energy reappeared.
But it wasn't Oronis speaking.
It was as if countless illusory, layered sounds pierced through the barriers of space, surging towards the location of Oronis like a tide.
The voice was a mixture of devout prayers, fervent calls, and expectant supplications.
"The Titan who rules over time and memory."
"The master of the pulse of time."
"Supporting the flow of the past, present, and future of the world..."
"Your devout believer is here, praying for your mercy."
The faint sound of prayer stunned March 7.
"There are so many gods here."
Qiong's expression grew increasingly strange.
Without a doubt, this is a believer praying to God.
The so-called Titans are the gods worshipped in the world of Onphalus, right?
And since these prayers have reached Oronis...
In other words.
This guy is actually a god of Onphalus?!
Qiong stared wide-eyed at the blue orb of light, somewhat incredulous.
Then, Oronis proved his identity through his actions.
“os~ya~”
His voice was filled with confusion.
March 7th instinctively translated it:
“Mother, Mother…taught me…to respond to prayers…”
After translating, she was stunned.
She stared at Qiong for two seconds, then looked at Oronis, pointed her delicate finger at the tip of her nose, stretched her neck, and pointed at herself with an incredulous expression.
I?
PS:
Volume 1: Chapter 799 Is he fucking 3759 years old?
"Shall I... shall I teach you how to respond to a believer's prayer?"
March 7th had a strange and incredulous expression on her face, shaking her little head like a rattle drum, her pink hair almost leaving afterimages.
"No, no. I definitely can't do it!"
Those people were praying to the gods!
She was just an ordinary, youthful, and beautiful girl; how could she possibly respond to someone on behalf of a deity?
"Isn't this a great disrespect to the gods?"
"What if the gods punish us?"
"We've offended the gods as soon as we arrived here. Do you think I'll have a good time after that?"
Just as March 7th was shaking her head and eloquently analyzing the 108 tragic consequences of offending the gods, she caught the gaze that Qiong was casting at her.
His brows furrowed sharply; March 7th was very sensitive to this kind of gaze—the look of someone staring at an idiot!
Just as March 7th puffed out her cheeks, preparing to glare back with a wise look, she heard Eulonis whisper.
"Clam?"
March 7th's expression instantly changed from puffed up to "Who am I? Where am I?".
"Are they praying to you?"
"You're the Titan?"
What is Titan?
"Holy crap! So you're a god!"
March 7th was a shock.
This guy who immediately became so affectionate upon meeting her, calling her "Mother" and claiming that A-Qiong was his Digimon partner, is actually a god worshipped by believers in this world?!
"Are you kidding me?"
It's hard to imagine that this little guy, who seems like an innocent child and depends on his mother, is a deity.