Chương 449: Contract with the Powerful

"We don't have much time left. It's time for you to make a choice. Please give me your answer."

As the entire Mortal Plane sunk into utter chaos and winged messengers busily flitted around everywhere, Solo had already cursed his shameless companions countless times. It was as if all the other Gods felt that his Divine Concept included Messengers, which it didn't.

"…I'm no God of Messengers! I'm clearly the Guardian God of Bards! I'm not a professional messenger! I'm the God of Art and Music, the muse for all artists and musicians!"

But from a certain standpoint, since he had been sent out on too many messenger and diplomacy tasks already, outsiders now saw Solo's identity as being the personal messenger representing Ayer. Quite a few had actually forgotten his original job.

And right now, Solo was acting as a messenger yet again. He delivered his side's proposal for the contract, but the side he was offering the contract to was rather hesitant.