Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 73 Pick Up Your Confidence
In the lake under the warm sun, the wind blows across the surface of the lake, blowing a burst of sparkling light; on the shore, the branches rustle, and the sun shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

The fairy in the swamp, Christie, wept reluctantly, and quickly fled the mundane world, as if she could leave them behind by doing so, but those faces could not be restrained from appearing in her mind.

The elegant nymph fairy, from her flower-like lips, uttered the most vicious words.

"The fact that these toads in the mud are participating in the beauty pageant really makes me laugh."

"She smells like mud."

"The servant of the gods, why would you choose someone like you?"

No one can understand what it feels like to be an innocent girl who dresses up beautifully and comes to the ball full of joy, but is ridiculed for having a country smell.

The people's words not only shattered her self-esteem, but also trampled on the debris all over the floor.

"I don't smell muddy, I don't stink, I really don't stink"

Christie panted slightly, and her violent running caused her proud waves to rise and fall. When she saw the clear water of the lake, she rushed into the water without thinking.

The lake water overflowed her waist and abdomen, and she sobbed reluctantly, splashing clear water on her white lotus-like jade arms over and over again, vigorously rubbing the mud that didn't exist at all, trying to wash away the horrifying smell that she didn't know if there was any.

It didn't stop until Yubai's arm was rubbed out with blood.

On the shore of the lake, Atlas watched this scene silently, especially his eyes stopped for a while on the blood-stained lake water, and finally let out a slight sigh.

"Beautiful girl, please don't spill your sorrows all over the lake, because that will make me want to cry together irresistibly."

The thick voice resounded in the ear, which surprised the fairy in the swamp. She turned her head and saw a tall man in a red skirt standing on the bank. A finely crafted artistic sculpture.

He looked at him with an inexplicable look in his eyes, which made Christie suddenly restrained, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The girl tried her best to hide her embarrassment, "Please forgive me, I don't know this There are also gods in the lake."

She was new here and had never seen Qingtian God's face, so she didn't recognize him at all.

Atlas smiled secretly in his heart, and simply pushed the boat along the current, pretending to be a god in the lake, and said: "There are sunny days, clear lake water, lush forests, and even the air smells sweet. I am very happy." Strange, what else can make you so gloomy when you are beautiful?"

"Beautiful?" Hearing his praise, Christie lowered her head desolately, her pale golden wavy hair was wet by the lake water, and her delicate face could not hide her grievance, "I invite my best relatives and friends to help me Weaving this beautiful dress with the morning fog in the mountains, in order to be worthy of the word 'beautiful'.

But everyone here tells me I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it at all. "

Speaking of her sadness, she couldn't help covering her face and losing her voice: "Because... woo woo because from the beginning to the end, I was just a toad from the swamp."

Atlas listened silently, keeping all her grievances in her heart, and said for a long time: "I think most women at this time hope to have a shoulder to lean on, but please forgive me, I don't want your snot Put it on my pecs.

Because, no matter how beautiful a woman is, her snot should always be salty. "

Christie was crying sadly at first, but when she heard this, she was still stunned. When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but burst into laughter in an instant, and all the sadness in her heart seemed to be dispelled.

"You are such a god of humor."

Atlas shook his head slightly, puffed up his chest and exerted a little force, his chest muscles jumped and danced, and the pretty face of the girl who watched was slightly flushed.

"I'm not telling lies. Fairies not only have salty snot, but they also sweat, shit, and even envy others full of desire."

While talking, he stepped into the lake, gently took Christie's hand, and guided her ashore from the cold lake.

"When they see a vase more beautiful and beautiful than their own, the first thing they think of is always to smash it."

Having said that, he paused slightly, his eyes were like a ray of light, shooting straight into the girl's dark heart through his eyes, and added: "It's like breaking you."

Christie froze for a moment, "It's like breaking me?" This sentence seemed to contain some kind of magical power, and it lingered in her heart all the time.

Thinking of everyone's envious eyes when she first appeared, and the disgust everyone showed when her identity was discovered, the girl seemed to realize something.

"If...if I am really the most beautiful vase, what should I do?"

She faltered, looked at Qingtian God expectantly, like a drowning person grabbing the only straw to save her life.

Atlas took the girl's hand and walked into the deep forest. The mottled tree shadows fell on the two of them, making them feel like they were in a fairy tale world.

Stopping in a certain woods, Qingtian God stepped forward to pick a few herbs for hemostasis, rubbed his fingers lightly, and a stream of green juice flowed down the fingers in an instant, dripping on Christie's wound.

"To win the championship, that's what you should do."

"But. But I smell. It's the mud of the swamp."

This bright and charming girl was too ashamed to look up at this moment, and the stars in her eyes dimmed instantly, revealing the inferiority complex she had been hiding all along.

Hearing this, Atlas leaned forward and sniffed at her neck and hair, and the girl's face turned redder.

With his godly sense of smell, he could indeed smell a vague aura, but this aura was very faint, so faint that it was negligible, and it was impossible for fairies to smell it.

But in order to restore Christie's confidence, he decided to tell a lie.

"It does have a rotten smell of earth."

As soon as these words came out, the rosiness on the girl's face faded instantly, she shed tears of inferiority, her lips trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Qingtian God quickly changed the topic, and continued: "If you want to solve it, I have a solution."

Under the puzzled eyes of the other party, he took out a small bottle from his back and shook it in front of his eyes, "This bottle of perfume is a lucky perfume, it can dispel bad luck and remove all odors. "

When Christie heard the words, she took it half-believingly, and found that there was indeed a fragrance of gardenia.

Atlas poured a few drops of the perfume, applied it on her hands, leaned forward to smell it again, and sighed intoxicatedly: "It's really different now, I feel like I'm in the perfect nature."

The girl couldn't believe it immediately, but she couldn't think of the reason why the gods lied to her, so she sniffed it too. How could she find the difference with her nose?

I feel nothing but the scent of gardenias.

Kristi finally believed, "So I don't have that muddy smell now?"

"Of course!" Looking at the jumping girl, Qing Tianshen gave her affirmation without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)