Chapter 184: Missiles Bring Paste, Goddess Repelled!

"Achoo~"

In the heavens, Eris, who had just finished receiving a departed soul and sending them to another world for reincarnation, suddenly sneezed.

This white-haired Goddess of Luck felt a bit puzzled, sensing that the Lucky Authority she controlled seemed to have been triggered by something just now.

However, upon carefully examining the state of the Lucky Authority, she found this seemed to be just her own illusion.

"Could it be an illusion caused by overwork?"

Eris rubbed her temples, but she had no time to think further, as the next soul needing reception had arrived at her place.

As a goddess, Eris believed she must give those who had passed away a warm smile.

In contrast, Aqua, who had gotten drunk in Ren Jian, had already been carried back to her own room by her Disciple, and was snoring loudly on the soft bed.

"Good morning, Broly~"

The next day, Broly arrived at the Magic Tool Shop; just as he opened the door and entered inside, a familiar voice greeted him.

Looking toward the sound, the Masked Demon Vanir, wearing a tuxedo with a lace apron over it, stood by the counter holding a chicken feather duster.

"Why are you here? Didn't I say that if you do it again, I'll crush your mask?"

Broly furrowed his brow, walked over with a clenched fist, looking aggressive.

"What you said was that if I trespass into your home again and make your master angry, you'll crush my mask, but this isn't your home."

Vanir shrugged his shoulders, correcting the errors in his words.

Broly stopped and thought carefully; it seemed he really had said that last night.

But what's the problem with that?

"I don't care; since you dare to keep causing trouble, you'd better be prepared to have your mask crushed by me."

"Hey hey hey, you little brat, at least be reasonable!"

"Aqua Master said that you don't need to be reasonable with demons."

Just as Vanir might throw his mask and escape at any moment, and Broly might attack Vanir at any moment, Wiz walked out from the storage room that had just been built not long ago, looking at the two people with a tense atmosphere and asked: "What are you doing?"

"Wiz, this little brat intends to dispose of my clone."

"I'm preparing to deal with this masked demon bothering you."

The two said different things at the same time.

"I'm not bothering her!"

Hearing the boy's reason for dealing with himself, Vanir hurriedly retorted, his gaze also looking toward the Lich young lady, gesturing for her to explain as well.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Broly also directed his gaze of verification toward Wiz.

"Mr. Vanir isn't bothering me; he just found me purifying departed souls in the cemetery last night, saying he wants to settle down in Axel and wants to find a job in my shop."

I thought that there are usually cleaning chores in the shop, and I can't always trouble Broly to come help, so I agreed to hire him as a miscellaneous shop clerk."

The Lich young lady explained.

"Broly kid, did you hear that? I'm not bothering anyone, but rather openly and fairly becoming a miscellaneous shop clerk of this shop through Wiz's hiring!"

Vanir, Hell Duke, leader of the Seven Great Demons, known as the Thousand-Mile Eyes Demon, raised his head and puffed his chest, crossing his hands, clamping the chicken feather duster in the crook of his arm, and said to Broly with a proud posture.

As if being a miscellaneous shop clerk at Wiz's little shop was something very worth boasting about.

"Mr. Vanir, if you take the opportunity to slack off, I'll fire you!"

Wiz saw Vanir bullying her boy and said with a smiling squint behind him.

Vanir: "......"

His proud posture immediately collapsed; muttering that Wiz would definitely become a capitalist demon in the future, he continued cleaning the shop's hygiene.

Broly watched Vanir working diligently, wiping tables and mopping floors, so he no longer had a reason to attack him.

Of course, Vanir's intention in working wasn't for money, but to absorb negative emotions from Broly; as for this goal, Vanir had actually already achieved it.

From the moment Broly entered the shop and saw him for the first time, Vanir had absorbed emotions of surprise and slight anger from Broly. Although the amount wasn't much, the quality was good enough that Vanir now mopped the floor very diligently; in just a short while, the floor of the Magic Tool Shop was mopped by him spotlessly clean, to the point of being reflective.

And this demon seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder; even the corners and edges were thoroughly cleaned with various small tools, looking like a professional housekeeper.

"Oh my, where did this little hell demon come from, sweeping the floor in my shop?"

The next day, after hearing about Vanir's specific whereabouts from Broly's mouth, Aqua didn't sleep in anymore; she got up early in the morning and ran to the Magic Tool Shop. Seeing the masked demon sweeping the shop entrance with a broom, she directly began mocking him.

"Oh my oh my, I thought it was someone; it turns out to be the fake goddess with a face thicker than the city wall, actually shamelessly treating someone else's shop as her own."

Vanir wasn't willing to be outdone, directly retorting to Aqua.

"You bastard, who are you calling shameless?"

"Whoever responds to my words, I call them that."

The goddess and the demon glared at each other angrily.

"Forget it, I'm a dignified goddess; I won't argue with a little demon."

Finally, Aqua said these words and actually took a step back voluntarily.

This made Darkness and Wiz, who were watching the show from the side, somewhat surprised, because this wasn't Aqua's temper.

Until Aqua bought a pack of melon seeds back, cracked them right in front of them, and even rudely spat the melon seed shells onto the floor of the Magic Tool Shop, did they feel things were normal again.

"Ptooey, hey, you little demon slacking off over there, how do you clean? There's trash here again."

Aqua, as a trash generator, cracked melon seeds while provoking Vanir with a lowly expression.

"You goddess bastard with no quality at all!"

Even as a demon, facing Aqua's face-to-face provocation, he couldn't stay calm.

Vanir, as expected, started fighting with Aqua in the shop.

Purification magic and clay missiles were flying all over the shop.

Fortunately, since the pickled cabbage had sold out, there were very few customers coming to the shop in the morning, and they were not caught up in this battle.

"Purification Jutsu~"

"Useless, your purification release speed is like turtle speed, too slow, it fundamentally cannot keep up with my Mask Transfer Technique!"

It is called the Mask Transfer Technique, but in reality it is just clay clones frantically passing black and white masks back and forth, thereby dodging the purification lights that kept flashing into existence behind them.

"Hah, I see this devil of yours only has a hard mouth."

As the words fell, a clay missile came from the side and struck Aqua in the face.

"Haha, got you with a sneak attack, fake Goddess."

"Mere clay, fundamentally cannot harm me!"

"Damn it, if it weren't for that little ghost Broly being here, I guarantee I'd help blast this bastard Goddess into an explosion head."

"Hahaha, Broly is my Disciple, I'm the one with him backing me up from behind, what can you, a Hell Demon, do to me?"

Aqua was completely putting on a fox exploiting tiger's might appearance.

"Shameless guy, good thing I anticipated this early on, so inside the clay missiles I prepared for you, I mixed in wild dog excrement, you can take a sniff and see if it stinks!"

Aqua took a sniff, and truly there was somewhat of a smell.

"Ah, you despicable shameless dung beetle devil!"

"Each other each other, you're also a no-manners Goddess who spits melon seed shells everywhere!"

The battle between Goddess and Demon ended with Aqua's defeat once again.

Broly, who witnessed the whole process, had only the meme information 【Mop dipped in shit, Lv Bu in the world】 floating up in his mind.

However, looking at Vanir's mouth corners which had been proudly cocked up directly collapsing at the sight of the shop's terrible state, it's also hard to say who exactly won this victory.

(Chapter End)