Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1064 - Chapter 1064 Chapter 596 The Abyss of Death

Chapter 1064: Chapter 596: The Abyss of Death Chapter 1064: Chapter 596: The Abyss of Death Logan:…

Logan never expected that within such a short period of time his reputation would be tarnished.

Although he felt innocent, all Logan could offer was an awkward smile.

All he could think was that the old man had quite the imagination; he didn’t even know how to respond.

“Elder, you misunderstand; we only came to watch the excitement, not to catch the embroidered ball,” he said.

“Oh, is that so?”

The old man took a moment to size up the three of them. Whether he believed them or not, he certainly stopped teasing.

As soon as the old man turned away, Sheron Perri took over his task of teasing Logan.

“Haha, Captain, it seems your charm has floored quite a few people; everyone thought you were here to fight for the embroidered ball, causing such a misunderstanding,” he chuckled.

Logan felt somewhat helpless, spread his hands, and revealed an indescribably speechless expression.

“Forget it, there’s bound to be misunderstandings with me being here. I’ll move back a bit; Sheron, you go to the front. You should be able to see Miss Hime’s true face. If you like her, it wouldn’t hurt to try your luck at catching the ball; who knows, it might be fateful match,” he said.

Sheron felt a tug of interest and, without declining the suggestion, touched his nose and moved forward.

Logan, left with nothing to do at the back, and Little White purely there for the excitement, began to make noise.

However, just when Logan thought there was nothing for him to do, a commotion suddenly started in the front. Glancing forward, he saw that the embroidered ball was being snatched back and forth because it hadn’t been caught yet, so it kept being thrown around.

Moreover, whether his feeling was right or wrong, the embroidered ball was being tossed in his direction.

Logan’s expression darkened. He had no desire to catch the ball and quickly dodged to the back.

But the moment he had taken only a step, someone patted the embroidered ball directly into his arms.

That’s right, it was a direct pat, straight into his embrace.

He wanted to throw it back, but it was too late; Old Master Hime had sounded the gong and drums, signaling the end of the ball toss. Whoever held the embroidered ball was now deemed the chosen groom.

Logan was utterly speechless.

“This doesn’t belong to me. I had no intention of catching the ball from the start. As everyone can see from where I stand, I was just mingling with the crowd. It was unintentional for someone to pat the embroidered ball into my arms. I ask for Old Master Hime’s forgiveness and that the embroidered ball be taken back,” he said.

The others, hearing this, had their hopes renewed.

Truth be told, since so many had failed to catch the ball initially, they were quite disgruntled with the successful Logan.

As he said, he was standing so far away and yet managed to catch the ball, it seemed as though it was destined.

Now that it was clear it was a misunderstanding and that the man had no intention of keeping the ball,

many interested parties began to entertain the thought again, hoping for another toss of the ball and perhaps a chance at obtaining it for themselves.

He spoke sincerely and politely.

However, Old Master Hime was not receptive and stepped down to approach.

Old Master Hime, with his portly appearance and a slightly plump figure, looked kind-hearted, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a fleeting sharpness in his gaze.

He grinned at Logan, immediately wanting to take his hand.

“My good son-in-law, it’s you, I liked you the moment I saw you. The embroidered ball is now in your hands, and I, Nichols Hime, am a man of my word. I will let you marry my daughter right away; from this day forward, you will be the legitimate son-in-law of the Hime family,” he declared.

Logan frowned. How could there be such coercion?

“Old Master Hime, as I mentioned earlier, I did not intend to catch the embroidered ball; it was an accident. I hope you understand and retract the ball. I apologize for any inconvenience caused to Old Master Hime and Miss Hime,” he explained.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Hime’s countenance grew stern.

“What is it? Are you saying you look down on my daughter?” he asked.

Logan quickly waved his hands in denial.

“No, that’s not what I mean.”

“If that’s not what you mean, then hurry up and set a wedding date with my daughter. You knew full well this was the day she was throwing the embroidered ball and now that it’s in your hands, you can’t just change your mind. What do you take my daughter and her marriage for?” the old man pressed.

“Old Master Hime, please calm down. I have no complaints against your daughter; I truly am here just for the excitement. The ball landing in my hands was against my will; whoever patted it to me, whatever their intentions, I have no plans to marry,” Logan insisted.

“Old Master Hime, I have spirit stones and magical treasures to offer as a gesture of apology for this accident. However, regarding the marriage, I’m afraid that is absolutely impossible,” he said.

Logan was very sincere, showing his collection of valuable treasures.

The appearance of these treasures drew wide-eyed stares from the bystanders.

“Wow, those are top-grade spirit stones! Who is this person with such generosity?” someone exclaimed.

“And that device in his hand, it’s a high-grade Dharma device! Those are usually only available in auction houses and sometimes, you can’t even buy them at an auction. I can’t believe he’s just casually offering it up!” another person remarked.

“The Hime family is in luck. Even though this gentleman has declined the marriage proposal, he’s certainly shown full sincerity. It’s understandable; Old Master Hime should accept it,” they reasoned.

Just as everyone expected Old Master Hime to compromise and accept the treasures, putting the matter to rest,

Old Master Hime snorted and pushed the items back.

“Hmph, who do you think I am? What do you think the Hime family is?” he scoffed.

“The Hime family might not be an aristocratic family, but we have enough wealth not to be bought off by a few spirit stones. I’ve always been a man who follows through on his word. I declared that today’s ball throw would decide a marriage, and so it shall. Whoever holds the embroidered ball will become my son-in-law; there’s no backing out of it. We won’t be dishonest, and you can’t either. Young man, whether you agree or not, you have to agree. Since you caught the embroidered ball, you have to take responsibility for my daughter!” he insisted.