I Can Summon All the Gods

After leaving the count's mansion, Irene didn't seem to be so reserved. With a smile on her face, she turned to look at Locke and said in a somewhat naughty tone, "If you are not afraid that I will sell you, just follow me."

"Well, I want to see how much I'm worth." Locke laughed. Then he followed Irene honestly like an underling.

Irene didn't take Locke to walk around the magnificent streets with tall buildings. Instead, she took Locke shuttled through the streets mysteriously.

After passing through several alleys, the shouts gradually became clear.

A few minutes later, the noise became clearer and clearer. After passing the last corner, the sight was suddenly enlightened.

In front of them, on both sides of the street were two-story old and simple buildings, and in front of which were small vendors.

"Welcome to Hope Alley."

Pointing at the street ahead, Irene opened her arms and said happily.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a small street where hustled and bustled here." Looking at the prosperous street ahead, Locke sighed.

Irene smiled and said, "Yes. When I was a child, my father often took me here."

As she spoke, she led Locke toward the street.

"Miss Peter, long time no see."

Along the way, many vendors came to greet them. It could be seen that Irene was very popular here.

"Miss Peter, we have a new kind of fruit wine. It's very popular." A woman greeted with a smile. The woman was about 40 years old, and her face was still charming. With a ribbon to tie her hair, she looked a little capable.

"Hi, Mamie. I'd like to have a taste." Irene took Locke to a seat.

"This is Mamie. The juice she made is unique!" Looking at the busy woman in the distance, Irene introduced her to Locke.

Locke nodded. Just sitting down, he could smell a faint smell of wine.

A few minutes later, Mamie put two glasses of fruit wine on the table in front of Locke and Irene. In a meaningful tone, she said, "Irene, it's unusual that you brought a boy here. Let me guess. Are you..."

Mamie said as if she knew everything.

Knowing what Mamie wanted to say, Irene's face turned red, like a stimulated rabbit. She jumped up at once and covered Mamie's mouth.

Mamie laughed and said, "Well, I won't bother you anymore."

However, Mamie, who had already left, suddenly turned around and whispered in Irene's ear, "Irene, I've specially prepared heavy fruit wines for you today. Drink some wine and it's easier to do some things. Ha-ha."

Hearing this, Irene felt her face burning and her ears turning red.

Before Irene could react, Mamie turned around.

Although her voice was low, he heard every word clearly. Hearing this, the corners of Locke's mouth twitched. He was speechless in his heart. They were practitioners, so alcohol should have little effect on them. Thinking of this, Locke was no longer worried.

They clinked glasses.

Locke took a sip. The mellow liquid slid across the tip of the tongue, and a gust of fragrance immediately flowed between the mouth and nose.

It was indeed a good wine, it was one of the best wines Locke had ever tasted on this continent, which was not inferior to the wine at the palace banquet of the Grimm Kingdom.

While they were drinking, Irene began to introduce the history of this street to Locke. This street had a history of nearly a thousand years, so even with the development of the city, it was not banned.

About half an hour passed.

Well, Locke admitted that he had made a mistake. He didn't expect that Irene could drink very little. After drinking a glass of fruit wine, she began to feel dizzy.

The unique fragrance of a girl came from his arms, and the touch of two soft breasts made Locke's mind wander.

"It's been so many years, but she still gets drunk easily." Looking at Irene in Locke's arms, Mamie said helplessly, "Next, you may need to send her home."

"Leave it to me." Locke nodded with a smile.

At first, Locke planned to take a carriage to send himself and Irene back to the count's mansion, but something strange happened. He didn't see a carriage after he went out of the street!

As soon as his divine consciousness was released, Locke immediately found something strange about a hundred meters away. He shook his head helplessly and didn't intend to continue looking for a carriage. He directly held Irene in his arms, chose a quiet corner, and then jumped up and released his divine power from the small universe, carrying them flying into the sky.

Not long after they left, a figure came out from the corner. She looked at their disappearing figures with some depression. "I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful that he can fly in the air."

"Dear Irene, This was the best I can do." Then Mamie turned around and left.

That was right, in his divine consciousness, Locke found that Mamie had dismissed all the carriages around.

Were these people so worried that Irene couldn't get married? Locke couldn't help complaining in his heart.

At this time, they were already a thousand meters high in the sky. Locke could feel that the demon mark had assimilated a lot of divine powers and grown a little stronger. It seemed that he still needed to reduce the use of his divine power.

Looking down from the sky, the lights crisscrossed and finally intertwined, forming a charming night view of the city.

Locke looked down at the girl in his arms.

Her golden hair hung down and scattered on her shoulders, and her delicate face was covered with a little ruddy after drinking. Her white neck curve was beautiful. Her slender arms hung around his neck, and her protruding chest was tightly attached to his chest.

In fact, he also felt Irene's love for him. However, he didn't belong here and would leave the kingdom sooner or later. Besides, although he had never forced anything about love, he had to admit that he liked Athena. Most importantly, he had the demon mark on his body, which could put him in danger at any time.

Under the gaze of Locke, Irene's eyebrows trembled. She slowly opened her eyes, exposing her bright and wet eyes.

The two's eyes met. Locke cleared his throat and looked away awkwardly.

"Are we in the sky?"

Irene, who was in Locke's arms, seemed to be a little sober. When she saw the altitude of a thousand meters below her, she asked in a somewhat dull tone. Locke could clearly feel that her hands around his neck tightened as if she was afraid of falling down.

"It's the first time I've come to such a high sky."

Locke could hear from Irene's tone that she was a little excited. When she spoke, her breath brushed on his neck. The warm and girlish breath made Locke's body freeze slightly.