Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

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After what we did, the people of the Mining Village were mostly rejoiced with the idea they could go back to mine at the Underground Mines, which were where they could get the higher rarity and quality ores, so I suppose their industry may regain their momentum and they will stabilize their economy, which I had heard had become slightly bad after the Underground Mines were left unusable, which was wonderful.

We also gave the corpses of those we found to the guild masters, who said they would take care of their funerals and everything, so we didn’t have to worry about that either… despite that, it was still pretty sad what had happened to them. We didn’t find their souls around though, so I hoped they had already departed peacefully.

Once we were done with our meals, we quickly found a nice, big Inn to stay for the night, the rooms were barely our size, thankfully because the Gnomes and Goblins are larger than fairies, so the accommodations weren’t as small, and we wouldn’t bump our heads with the ceiling as much.

The night went on peacefully, despite how noisy the village was during the day, at night it was completely different, there was barely any noise, and the people truly appreciated a good night of sleep, despite what I’ve heard about goblins being nocturnal, I guess that wasn’t completely the truth.

And once the next day arrived, we woke up with high spirits, feeling refreshed and ready to start another day… We took a bath and while we had breakfast in bed, courtesy of the Inn’s amazing service, I was able to chat with my Demonic buddies, Querlax and Berbelianna.

Ah right, their abilities were pretty good, and both were Tier 4 too, so they were quite the good weapon/spirits to have, with their own unique abilities they bring to the table…

[Demonic Phantasmal Spirit Scythe of Bloodshed: Querlax (Tier 4)] Abilities: [Spiritual Demonic Specter] [Soul-Eating Demonic Flames] [Minor Demonic Authority of Bloodshed] [Demonic Frenzy] [Infernal Explosion]

[Demonic Abyssal Myconid Staff of Hellish Spawns: Berbelianna (Tier 4)] Abilities: [Spiritual Demonic Staff] [Demonic Chimera Spawn Creation] [Minor Demonic Authority of Hell Spawns] [Demonic Life Sacrifice] [Hellish Spawn Vile Evolution]

Checking them more carefully, the abilities of Berbelianna are truly weird, Demonic Chimera Spawn Creation, Minor Demonic Authority of Hell Spawns? And then there’s Demonic Life Sacrifice and Hellish Spawn Vile Evolution… I never thought a demon dedicated solely to making things like these existed. I mean, I imagined them more like, I don’t know, more dedicated to wars and fighting.

“So why are you like this Berbelianna?” I asked her while eating a delicious cheesecake they bought over. “You’re different than other demons…”

“W-What’s wrong with my abilities?!” she asked defensively. “I am a perfectly fine demon! My authority is simply over… creatures. Creepy crawlers.”

“Yeah that’s definitely weaker than the average demon,” Querlax agreed.

“Hey, what are you saying?!” Berbelianna said angrily. “I’ll break your body into pieces!”

“Don’t fight,” I sighed, as they quickly stopped themselves from fighting one another. “Anyway, can you tell me which other demons are out there?”

“We don’t know, we already told you,” Berbelianna said.

“We were chosen randomly, and we don’t know who else came with us…” Querlax said.

“Really?” I asked. “Hmm… You’re not lying to me right?”

“Why would we lie if we can’t even lie to begin with?!” Berbelianna asked desperately.

“Hmm,” I looked at Mark, and he glanced back at me. “I guess they’re not lying then.”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “Though I am not quite fond of this whole demon thing, do we really need to keep them around? I don’t really like them.”

“Me neither honestly, but it’s better this way,” I said. “We wouldn’t want them to go around killing people again once they get back from hell when they’re summoned… so I decided to keep them sealed within their weapons and bound to me. This way they will use their malefic powers for good! And they will also not come back to do evil.”

“You could also destroy their souls like you’ve done with other demons before, they don’t come back after that…” Mark said, raising an eyebrow.

“I-I mean, I know that!” I said. “But… do you want that guys?”

“You can shatter demon souls?! WAIT! I REMEMBER HEARING ABOUT YOU NOW!” Berbelianna panicked. “YOU’RE THE ACCURSED TREE THAT CAN DESTROY DEMON SOULS AND MAKE THEM UNABLE TO REINCARNATE…! YOU’VE KILLED SEVERAL DUKES AND EVEN A PRINCE!”

“Yes, that’s me, but I haven’t killed all of those some of them were slain by my friends… or my family,” I said with a smirk.

“S-So that’s her? Holy shit we’re so screwed…” Querlax muttered. “Aaah… please don’t shatter our souls…”

“We were cocky before because we thought our souls were eternal, but this changes everything…” Berbelianna muttered. “W-we’ll behave from now on, right Querlax?”

“S-Sure!” Querlax nodded nervously. “You’re our new… our new Demonic Warlock Master.”

“That’s not a title I like…” I sighed. “Just call me Master and that’s it… I don’t like that title either but it’s better that way, telling you to call me by my name is not good, I don’t want demons saying it.”

“I guess you were simply merciful…” Mark sighed. “And I guess you also wanted demonic weapons, huh?”

“I lacked those, so I wanted to expand my arsenal a little, ok? There’s nothing wrong with it!” I protested below Mark’s judgmental eyes.

“I am not judging you…” he sighed. “It’s fine, I mean, I think they’re cool. And my knife also has demonic power, right guys? Can you tell? She’s Ignias, she can talk too.”

“Hello idiots! Looks like you dumbasses ended becoming my master’s wife slaves! Well done imbeciles! Hahaha! Demons deserve worse honestly,” Ignias laughed while mocking them.

“Rude!” Berbelianna cried.

“Look we didn’t choose to do this okay?” Querlax asked.

“We were victims on this!” Berbelianna said. “And… about that demonic power, you do have plenty of it, huh? But no demon soul inside, so it’s kind of useless.”

“What do you mean? The demonic power is plenty strong…” Mark said.

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