NewandMoe

Owen had been a god for a thousand years.
But due to slacking off, he was judged by the gods and exiled to a world on the brink of destruction. 
Soon after, Owen awakened a system and received his first task. 
But the task was... to create the best pub in the world? 
And to become the greatest bartender ever?
Come on, I'm a god!
Thus began his not-so-peaceful life as a bartender.
[Ding! Detected that Host has mixed a special drink, which has evolved infinitely into god-tier mana liquid!]
[Ding! Detected that Host has assembled a rifle, which has evolved infinitely into the most powerful magic cannon!]
[Ding! Detected that Host has taken in a homeless man, who has evolved infinitely into the strongest human on the planet!]
Well, I guess I can accept this.
Saving the world through unconventional means starts today!

I’ve Already Become a God, and You Told Me to Be a Bartender?

Just as Constantine was about to be made into wine mash, Owen hurriedly stepped in to stop it.

"That's enough. I've already forgiven him, and I haven't really been harmed," Owen said.

The followers of the Goddess of Wine were utterly shocked. They knew their envoy was powerful but also incredibly kind-hearted. However, they hadn't expected him to be this forgiving.

Everyone immediately felt ashamed.

Grand Archpriest Emil praised, "Envoy, your kindness is as moving as ever."

"Huh? We're not going to kill him?" Amtea, who had just taken out an executioner's blade, said in disappointment. "I even brought the big barrel."

"No, there's no need to kill him," Owen said, sweating.

He had realized something—if Constantine didn't receive some form of punishment, the others, especially the loyal followers of the Goddess of Wine, would never agree.

Chapter66-You’re Too Kind