Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 136: I can hide my love, but I can’t hide my lust

Hephaestus' heart trembled, and then he immediately swept away the thoughts in his heart.

This is just a common tactic used by people like Eros.

Aphrodite had treated herself in the same way before, using gentle and sweet words to try to get herself out of such emotions.

But it was just a lie to make himself fall in love with her.

So what Eros said was just a lie.

It turns out that they are birds of a feather, even their methods are similar.

Hephaestus felt that he had seen through Eros's tricks and slapped Eros' hand away with disdain.

These were just comforting words, and she would not be affected by them or misled by Eros.

Falling in love with someone who doesn't like you back is enough once, there is no need for a second time.

"Okay, I've completed your request, now it's time to get down to business."

"I promise not to be your puppet, but I still need to get a little more familiar with your body."

Hephaestus warned himself in his heart.

She just needed the data of Eros' perfect body, nothing else.

After Eros left, would Eros be able to know whether she had created the same doll?
Eros, who thought he was going to be taken advantage of, did not refuse anymore when he saw the various serious tools that Hephaestus took out.

It seemed that he was measuring various sizes very seriously. In order to avoid the holy clothes not fitting well, Eros endured it.

The cold ruler was measured on Eros' body. While measuring, Hephaestus reached out and pinched Eros' muscles.

She has now completely forgotten what happened just now and entered a state of creative inspiration.

"I see, I see. The male body must be sculpted like this to appear perfect."

"If you want to reproduce such lines, you need to use different techniques to do it."

Hephaestus gradually bent down while recording and muttering to himself.

Her hands also gradually slid from her shoulders and chest to her waist and abdomen.

The hot fingertips and the cold iron ruler kept sliding across Eros' body.

In addition, with Hephaestus half-kneeling in front of him, Eros couldn't suppress him no matter how hard he tried to control himself.

Soon, Hephaestus made a surprised sound.

"Huh? Is your muscle filled with blood? It's so big. Do men also have muscles here?"

With curiosity and thirst for knowledge, Hephaestus reached out and touched it.

With her grab, Eros couldn't control the gun line anymore. The recoil suddenly rose up and hit Hephaestus in the face with a bang.

"Are you kidding me?"

Hephaestus didn't care about being patted, she just opened her mouth in surprise.

"What kind of muscle is this? How can it grow so big?"

"No, there seems to be bones inside."

Just when Hephaestus wanted to play with it, Eros grabbed her hand and said with a smile.

"Dear Kagami-sama, if you don't want to get yourself into a terrible mess later, then don't touch it anymore."

"Of course, you can also choose to continue to touch it or even kiss it."

"But by then, I will prove to you that what I just said is absolutely true."

Eros stared at Hephaestus and said very seriously.

"It's the most honest part of me. The more excited it is, the more interested I am in you."

"So, now do you believe what I said, that you are not ugly, but very beautiful?"

Hephaestus froze and looked at the monster whose face was so close to hers.

The next moment, the shame that had been buried for a long time broke through the barriers in his heart and suddenly jumped out.

"what!!!"

Hephaestus raised the iron ruler in his hand and subconsciously swung it towards the thing in front of him.

Even if she had never understood it, she already understood it after Eros said so much.

Eros' pupils shrank and he quickly dodged.

Although his physique is such that he can withstand being hit by a knife or an axe, he still suffers phantom pains.

"Calm down, what are you so excited about?"

Eros pulled a white cloth around himself, stopped Hephaestus, and asked back.

"You burned my clothes, so you are the one who wants to touch them."

"You didn't seem shy at all just now, why are you so ashamed now?"

"Besides, shouldn't you be happy? I've proven it with facts. I do find you attractive."

This series of words made Hephaestus, who was about to burn with shame and anger, stunned again.

It seems that what he said makes some sense.

But she seemed to have suffered a great loss without realizing it.
"Since you knew that, why didn't you warn me in advance?!"

Hephaestus stared at Eros, more importantly, at the arc under the white cloth, with shame and anger in his eyes.

"How should I know? I thought you didn't care, Kagami-sama."

Eros argued convincingly.

"I told you at the beginning, didn't I? Isn't it bad to ask me to take off my clothes?"

"You didn't listen to me and burned my clothes. I'm still looking for trouble with you."

No matter what, Eros was right, and Hephaestus could only swallow the flame of reluctance. Admittedly, she really had the urge to beat Eros up and vent her anger.

Hephaestus tried to adjust his emotions, but his mind was always occupied by the things he had played with with his own hands.

Eros said that this was a symbol of charm. Did Eros really feel from the bottom of his heart that he was not ugly?

The chaotic thoughts that had been suppressed suddenly flooded into my mind again.

This made Hephaestus a little restless, and he chewed his fingers anxiously.

"So you want to continue? You can't leave me like this forever, right?"

Eros looked at Hephaestus and raised the corner of his mouth.

Inferiority complex?

Just blanch it and use the simplest facts to tell her whether she is ugly or beautiful.

The burn marks on Hephaestus's face were horrific, but like the stigmata of the Valkyrie, they were harmless.

Besides, Eros really liked the slim waist and legs under the shorts of this god of forging.

So Eros was very persistent before, because with such a good figure, it was impossible for only the face to be crooked.

It turned out to be true. Hephaestus's inferiority complex and sensitivity were not a problem at all in Eros's eyes.

The brain can lie, but the ears will never lie.

What are the standards of beauty and ugliness? Only by looking at it can we draw the most accurate conclusion.

Seeing Eros laughing there, Hephaestus became even more angry, but he had nowhere to vent.

She had no choice but to throw the ruler in her hand to the ground and said angrily.

"Put on my clothes! No need to measure!"

"Tsk, you're not going to measure it anymore?"

Eros felt a little regretful, he still hoped that Hephaestus would be curious and want to continue.

Who knows, maybe I can trick her into blowing it a few times.

As a result, Hephaestus retreated faster than expected.

Eros put on new clothes with some regret.

After he put on his clothes, Hephaestus' expression eased a little, and he looked at Eros and said.

"Now show me your little universe."

After all, the holy cloth was created around the microcosm. Eros opened his arms and released the power of his microcosm for her to see.

Although it is not a real universe, the scale of the microcosm within Eros is already considerable, and its power encompasses everything.

Hephaestus quickly forgot about the embarrassing incident and concentrated on studying the power displayed by Eros.

This small universe that contained everything in it indeed shocked and fascinated her.

When the world is broken down to such a microscopic level, the human body is both a part of the world and a world unto itself.

As Hephaestus studied and understood the microcosm, he found that his previous worries were too unnecessary.

In order to control the holy clothes envisioned by Eros, the scale of the microcosm required is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Although the starting point of this power is low, Hephaestus cannot predict what limit it can reach.

If one day, Eros's microcosm can become large enough to replace the real world.
However, that state is also the realm of infinity.

Hephaestus retracted some of his unnecessary fantasies.

It's just unnecessary worry. Instead of wanting to reach that level, it's better to dream of suddenly sitting on the throne of God King one day.

At least there have been many examples of the latter.

But even so, Hephaestus still has a very high opinion of Eros's power.

"Forget it, I look forward to seeing you on Mount Olympus one day."

Hephaestus stopped analyzing the power of Eros' microcosm and said with a complicated expression.

"Since Father God has not taken any measures, it means that she has her own considerations. I will not say more."

Eros, who is separated from the divine power system, is undoubtedly an uncontrollable factor.

But there are too many uncontrollable factors in Greece, and Hephaestus feels that his father will cover it.

I simply stopped talking and just simulated and studied Eros's microcosmic power in my heart.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Let me study it for a little longer, and I'll be confident that I can create what you want."

"But you have to find a way to get the materials yourself."

Facing Eros's gaze, Hephaestus, without his mask, always felt a little uncomfortable.

The scars on her face would feel hot from time to time, as if reminding her of what she looked like at the moment.

"Well, now that you've seen it, I'm going to put my mask back on."

Hephaestus, feeling somewhat bewildered, picked up the mask and was about to put it on when he was stopped by Eros.

"This mask doesn't suit you, let me do it."

Eros snatched the fake half face from her hand, decomposed it under the power of the magnetic field, and then reassembled it into a new mask.

In Eros's hand, half of the dark red patterned mask was placed on the burn marks on Hephaestus' face.

Like the flapping wings of a butterfly, the burn marks extending from the mask are like the butterfly's ailerons.

“See, with just a few changes it can be beautiful.”

　As I was typing, I suddenly felt that what I wrote was a bit too bad.

　　Then I thought back to the protagonist of the previous book, and suddenly I felt that Eros was too innocent and harmless.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)