Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 913: 524

Little White strolled through the bustling market, her eyes tightly captivated by the exquisitely beautiful trinkets, sparkling with curiosity and delight, like the glittering stars in the night sky, shining brightly. Those trinkets, with their vibrant colors, unique designs, or faint scents, all radiated irresistible charm.

However, although these trinkets were initially dazzling, Little White only paused briefly before gradually losing interest. Her gaze began to wander, no longer fixed on the colorful items. Perhaps it was because her heart yearned for something unique and meaningful, rather than the superficial beauty on display.

Mainly because she suddenly thought about how she was following Logan, relying on him for food and clothes, and was using his money to have fun on this outing. Would Logan find her bothersome?

This thought was quickly suppressed in her heart.

Afterward, Little White detected a very sweet scent in the air. She sniffed curiously and pulled Logan to a spot surrounded by a crowd.

It seemed to be a small stall, with quite a few people waiting to make a purchase.

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Little White stood quietly to the side, her eyes intently following the vendor’s ladle. With a gentle flick of his wrist, the ladle carved an elegant arc in the air, the sugar syrup quivering slightly within. Then, the vendor skillfully manipulated the ladle, with a light touch, warm brown syrup flowed like a babbling brook, softly tracing a sinuous and rhythmic line of sugar on the drawing board. The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, like an artist creating a beautiful masterpiece, eliciting awe from the onlookers.

In a moment, the vendor had crafted a butterfly and handed it to a woman in front of him, then turned his gaze to Little White and Logan.

The vendor smiled and spoke.

“The sugar figurines here are very tasty, and I can mold any likeness you want. If you don’t like that, drawing small animals is also possible. Little girl, young master, would you like to buy a sugar figurine?”

Little White glanced at Logan with a look full of longing in her eyes, clearly desiring one of the sugar figurines.

Noticing this, Logan asked gently with a smile,

“Little White, shall we buy a sugar figurine then? One modeled after you.”

She nodded and then shook her head, leaving Logan somewhat puzzled by her thoughts.

“What’s the matter, nodding and then shaking your head? What do you mean by that?”

Little White carefully looked at Logan and held up two fingers, signifying ‘two.’

“I want two sugar figurines, one of you and one of me. It wouldn’t be right to only have one of me!”

Seeing this, Logan’s mouth broke into a smile.

“Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you! We’ll do it your way, no problem! Vendor, please make two sugar figurines, one for each of us. And vendor, you are truly an artisan, so you must make these sugar figurines as exquisite and lifelike as possible. I want a majestic, handsome sugar figurine to perfectly enhance my dashing temperament. I believe in your craftsmanship to create a truly unique sugar figurine for me, letting me experience your artistic dedication in this sweetness.”

Little White, following his example, nodded earnestly, and said,

“Vendor, please make mine pretty too, or if not pretty, then at least cute. Can you do that?”

The vendor smiled and readily agreed,

“Don’t worry, I promise to fulfill both of your requests, without cutting any corners.”

Then, the vendor turned to them, first creating a sugar figurine for Logan.

He was completely focused, fearing that the sugar figurine wouldn’t look good enough and dared not be negligent.

Logan posed properly, hoping his sugar figurine would turn out well, believing his own looks were quite decent.

If the sugar figurine turned out unattractive, Little White might tease him about it for a long time.

After the vendor finished the sugar figurine and handed it to him, Little White snatched it away eagerly.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the sugar figurine, evidently modeled after Logan, and smiled, her little canines sharp and prominent.

“Not bad, very handsome! This sugar figurine looks just like you; the vendor really is amazing.”

Logan seldom ate sweets, mainly because he found them too rich, so he didn’t usually care for them.

This time, buying two sugar figurines was for Little White’s sake; otherwise, he would have just let the vendor make one.

“Little White, here, take this one. I rarely eat sweets, probably only girls or children really like them,” Logan said.

Hearing this, Little White didn’t stand on ceremony with Logan and put the sugar figurine in her mouth without biting it, allowing the warmth of her mouth to slowly melt the sugar.

Afterward, the vendor started creating Little White’s sugar figurine. Initially tense because of their requests, the vendor, encouraged by the success of the first one, completed the second sugar figurine rather quickly.

In just a short while, Little White’s sugar figurine was ready.

After Logan paid, both of them left the stall.

Little White nibbled on her sugar figurine, and soon her attention was captured by something else, “Logan, look, a beautiful hairpin. Would I look good wearing it?”

Logan, noticing Little White’s obvious affection for the hairpin, gracefully reached out and picked up the exquisite piece from the stall. He carefully adjusted its position and inserted the hairpin neatly into Little White’s hair. The jewels on the hairpin sparkled in the sunlight, reflecting beautifully against Little White’s alabaster skin.

Then, Logan took a couple of steps back, his gaze intently studying the delicate little girl before him. Her features were charming and adorable, her eyes clear and bright, like an uncut gemstone. The adornment of the hairpin added a touch of elegance and vivacity to her, making her seem like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting. Logan’s heart swelled with satisfaction and joy as he looked at her, feeling as if the whole world had become more beautiful.