I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 742 - 32: Home (4,300 Words)

No matter how great Deng is, Yun You couldn’t tell, but she did spot Lamia among the crowd. The child was also dressed in a maid outfit, helping take care of the plants and seemed to be quite content.

In this aspect, Deng truly did not deceive her.

Perhaps, for Lamia, the scheming and intrigue of the real world aren’t suitable for her, and she would be better off living in this library devoid of troubles and machinations, enjoying tranquility and peace.

Yet, it’s strange; Yun You often senses a faintly familiar aura from some maids and butlers, as if she has seen them somewhere before.

For instance, the young butler beside Deng, squinting his eyes, wearing a monocle, always maintaining his standing posture, with a clean silk scarf hanging from his hand, ready for Deng’s use at any time.

For example, the brown-haired maid wearing a maid’s headpiece, always sporting a bright smile and inviting Deng over for a game of chess.

Or a white owl sitting on a book, wearing a green top hat, sporting a bowtie, and looking quite troubled...

Yun You always feels a sense of familiarity when she sees them.

These three clearly noticed the young girl’s gaze and turned their heads collectively, giving Yun You a meaningful look, appearing rather mysterious.

"Alright, stop being so mysterious."

However...

"Snap~!"

Deng tapped the three on the heads with her tail, signaling them not to tease her little girl.

After being tapped, even their gazes became much clearer, and they quickly offered embarrassed apologies.

Only at this time did Yun You realize that Deng had a little black tail hidden behind her, which usually remained hidden.

Deng once again saw through the small confusion and familiarity in Yun You’s heart, her lips curling into a smile.

She casually flicked that little black tail, which had just finished tapping people and was now lazily draped over the back of the chair, its tip playfully curling.

"No need to guess, little Yun. You have indeed seen them or at least sensed their traces left in the mortal world."

She raised her hand, pointing at the young butler who immediately straightened his posture after being tapped.

"Here, this one."

Deng’s tone was quite casual, as if introducing an interesting collection.

"In your mortal world, believers seem to like addressing him as the ’God of Balance’? Hmm... He specializes in matters like merchant transactions and contract fairness, very rigid, follows rules like his life depends on it."

Saying this, Deng even pouted, evidently unimpressed by such rigidity and so-called ’rules’.

"He was originally a Tier Seven True God, enjoying a carefree life in the real world, but unfortunately, his physical body couldn’t withstand the erosion of time due to the Supreme Law laid down by Yun Tiankui, and he was dying. Refused to go to the cold retirement home of Supreme Heaven and continue waiting for his consciousness to fade. That’s why he sought me out."

Deng shrugged her shoulders, her tone carrying a hint of proudness.

"I found him good at following rules, skillful at bookkeeping and managing, so I took him in as a butler to order around. Now, he’s my chief steward, managing all sorts of affairs inside and outside the library, much better than being some ’God of Balance’; at least he can ’live,’ right?"

Her last sentence was directed at the butler.

The butler bowed slightly, still expressionless, but his eyes no longer held the previous mysteriousness; only pure reverence and a hint of helplessness at having his identity revealed remained.

"Yes, Mother."

Deng’s gaze turned to the brown-haired maid who had resumed her bright smile, especially her intricately designed headpiece.

"This one..."

Deng’s tone grew noticeably familiar, even carrying a hint of affectionate disdain.

"She’s the one who likes leaving marks everywhere, working on inscrutable prophecies—the ’Master of All Changes.’ The Tower Race believes in her ways... She also left some... what was it... a blue double-headed bird totem."

"Oh right, your friend Aurora carries her blessing, doesn’t she?"

Deng winked at Yun You.

"Don’t be fooled by her current carefree and unstructured appearance. She used to be the ’Tower Master’ of the Tower Race, known as the embodiment of wisdom. Yet she found the mortal realm boring, so she came here to apply as a maid."

Deng’s tone still carried a sense of pride, as if boasting of her ability to recognize talent.

"Though she may be unreliable, her brain is indeed smart, and her hands and feet are nimble, making her the most efficient maid I have; much better than some busybody."

Upon hearing this, the brown-haired maid—formerly the Master of All Changes—maintained her radiant smile yet accepted it with resignation, presenting a standard maid’s bow to Yun You.

"Hello, Miss Yun You. If you ever want to have tea or play chess, feel free to find me!"

Her voice was crisp, starkly different from the ethereal and otherworldly presence previously shown in Aurora.

Lastly, Deng’s gaze fell upon the white owl that had been specially paid attention to by her tail’s tip, now using its wings to cover its head.

"And as for this timid... creature."

Deng’s tone was unabashedly disdainful, her tail tip again pointing threateningly at the owl, causing it to shrink its neck.

"It’s the ’Laughing Buddha · Nangya,’ also a Tower Master. Used to enjoy pretending to be mystical, marking people everywhere under the guise of ’enlightening the destined ones’."

"Remember? It even marked you before."