The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

Carrying the sword of killing God, Kevin with long hair in a silver ponytail, who was gently moving with the cold wind, was sitting on a boulder at the moment, looking up at the stars in the sky.

"Dear guest, what are you doing?" A light and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Immediately under the sight of Kevin's tilted head, the long purple ponytail hair fluttered in the wind. The goddess Steno, who obviously looks like a little lolita, but looks elegant and noble in demeanor, lay down on her stomach.

"Looking at the stars." Turning his head, Kevin thought for a while and replied: "I haven't seen it for nearly three years."

That's right, in the territory of Hella in the underworld, naturally there are no stars to look at.

"A star..." Stheno, who climbed up, came to the seated Kevin, pressed down the hair that was blown by the wind with his hand, pinched his mouth and said with a smile: "Indeed, today The stars at night are very beautiful... Such a lovely guest, may I be qualified to be the person you talk to?"

"Huh?" Kevin, who was stunned for a while, turned his head and looked at Steno with some doubts.

Steno blinked at him, raised the corner of his skirt, saluted gracefully, and then said with a smile: "After all, what I'm talking about, she's also a goddess, isn't she?  … So to me Talk it out, human."

After getting along for a week, Steno obviously has a certain understanding of Kevin, although she still hasn't fully figured out Kevin's identity.

Poseidon sat for a while that day and left without time to talk.

As for Nier, she obviously knows how to measure.

"It's not a big deal, if you want to hear it." Kevin thought for a while and replied.

Steno smiled, and then sat down very gracefully beside him.

"You should also know that I am not from this continent. I was sent out by someone... I just don't know whether I should be obedient or not."

Steno tilted his head, then said with a smile, "I don't think you are the type to hesitate about things, my lovely guest?"

"...The reason why they sent me out, I actually know."

Kevin smiled helplessly: "Because in fact I went back, and I really don't know what to do... Hela is my sister, and Baldr and Hodr are my sisters.

Fenrir and Tyr are my friends.

But now, because of their respective positions, they will inevitably fight and kill each other..."

"That's why you are confused about this, so you didn't go back to Athena immediately, but stayed here, right?"

Kevin looked at Steno and turned his head around: "Am I so easy to understand?"

"After all, you, the guest, are very cute." Steno replied with a smile.

Kevin didn't go back to Athena, not only because he was dissatisfied with Athena's calculations, but also because he was confused.

Although he is not an indecisive person, it is clear that the people on both sides of the opposition are all important and cherished people by him.

Kevin couldn't make a trade-off...nor could he.

If Kevin could choose easily, he would not choose to sacrifice his life to accompany Hela in the end.

Hela also understood, so she let Athena take him away.

Steno looked at the silent Kevin, and suddenly sighed softly: "Actually, in my opinion, those people you mentioned...are really happy."

"Ok?"

"Because of the guests...you are really cute." Steno smiled, "Although I don't know who they are, but...it's really enviable, the relationship between you .”

"What's so cute, I'm a man." Kevin said dumbly, "There are guests and so on... Honorable Goddess Steno, it's been almost a week, could it be that you still have my name back? Don't you remember?"

One mouthful and one cute, Kevin didn't know why, but suddenly thought of those days in Irene mainland...

"It doesn't matter, actually, I'm quite envious of you." Kevin went on to say, "Although you don't treat Medusa very well, well, it's not good at all... No, I can't make it up." Go down, isn't Medusa your sister?

You all use her as a slave! "

Originally, Kevin didn't want to say it, after all, it was someone else's business, but he still couldn't help it.

"...Because it's just a mere younger sister, obviously just a younger sister!" Steno was silent for a while, looked away, and said with a curled mouth: "But unexpectedly, unexpectedly... unexpectedly so annoying People envy!"

"Envious?" Kevin froze for a moment.

Then Steno stood up, as if he didn't want to continue talking about this matter, and after a graceful salute, he left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Kevin tilted his head and thought for a while: "Could it be...that she and her sister Yuri Ellie actually care about their figure?"

Kevin couldn't help muttering, if we want to talk about the evidence, it is the idea that they crazily instilled in Medusa that petite is cute and righteous.

Kevin heard Medusa complain more than once on the island why she is so big and fat. Obviously, in Kevin's view, her figure is not inferior to that of the goddess Freya, and she is even more attractive than Athena. with...

"If you say you listen to me, you really just listen to me." Kevin, who finally muttered a few words, shook his head, raised his head, and continued to look at the stars above his head.

"God... really moody."

next morning.

The invisible island, at the stables.

Medusa, who finished the daily cleaning and cooking, came to the stable, took the high-quality grass obtained from Kevin, and fed the Pegasus that Poseidon gave her.

"Okay..."

While feeding, Medusa's usually prickly temperament and cold words and deeds seemed to not exist at all.

There is a gentle and charming smile on the flawless cheeks, and the little hand is gently stroking Tenma, and enjoys the intimacy of Tenma rubbing over.

"It seems that this green grass is quite to your liking."