The wedding went off unexpectedly.

No one tried to play the drama of robbing the marriage, because the bride was a fierce man who killed many heroes, even if she looked very weak now, she was as weak as a princess in a boudoir.

The commoners were cheering on the street. The pure white hero and their princess were married. This alone was enough for them to cheer. Iasos was also very happy, even if the expression of Sidika was indifferent as if married. The person is not the same as him, but Iasos doesn't care, he has heard new rumors, Sidika is favored by the goddess of the harvest, and can make the withered farmland harvest in an instant, then as long as Sidika stays here. The country can continue to be prosperous, at least with the blessing of Demeter.

He didn't think a man could run away from his daughter, hold on!

Siddija declined Iasos’s taunting behavior because he didn’t want to drink. Iasos was not angry, but gave Siddija a thumbs up, showing a look that men understand. After all, there is still a warm My wife is in bed, why drink with a group of guys.

"Stupid," Siddija immediately tore off her wedding dress after leaving the banquet, and the petite Medusa jumped out of the shadows and handed the clothes in her arms to Siddija.

"Are you going?" Medusa tilted her head.

"Well," Siddija put on his clothes, and the scales on the gauntlets that were close to the skin slammed open and tore the sleeve of his right arm.

"Hmm..." Medusa puffed up her face in dissatisfaction.

"I swear I didn't think so," Siddigar said, ripping the rags off his right arm.

"What about that child?" Medusa sighed, "Now she should be waiting for you."

"Say goodbye, and then leave," Sidika rubbed the bowl in her right hand and walked towards his and Atalanta's wedding room.

"I'll be waiting for you outside," Medusa pulled the hood on her head and walked towards the window not far away, "I don't mind waiting a little longer."

"I understand, but it's just saying goodbye," Siddija sighed and pressed her hand on the door, "Now that's all I can do.

"Crack..."

Siddija pushed the door open in a way that was not gentle at all, and the sudden sound made the figure sitting on the bed tremble.

Can't you even notice the distance?

Hidega held her forehead.

"You you... you're here!" Atalanta pulled her wedding dress in a panic, but her expression froze when she saw the dress on Hidega's body, "You..."

"Are you surprised?" Siddija walked up to Atalanta, reached out and raised her white chin, "I thought you would do the same thing as me."

"I don't understand..." Atalanta lowered her eyes to avoid seeing Siddija's eyes.

Hidega sighed, the wild Atalanta disappeared, if it was the original she, she should have slapped her mouth at this moment, instead of being at the mercy of her.

"Bam—"

Hidega violently pushed Atalanta onto the bed, holding her wrist tightly with both hands and pressing it on the bed.

Atalanta slowly closed her eyes, and she could clearly feel the breathing of the man who had confused her getting heavier.

Next, it is probably the taboo that she must not touch, but actively falls into it.

But unexpectedly, although she was a little regretful and unwilling, she was very satisfied.

"You said it... you don't know what to hunt anymore," Sidiga leaned into Atalanta's ear and whispered, "then come and hunt me..."

Atalanta's eyes widened for a moment.

"Unfortunately, I'm running away from marriage now," Siddija got up from Atalanta.

Atalanta stared blankly at the ceiling as if she hadn't heard Hidega's voice.

"Of course it's not that you don't have charm. You are very beautiful now, and you look like a princess, but..." Siddija walked to the window, paused and turned back with a silly smile, "Sure enough, I still prefer the original You are free and proud."

After saying that, Hidega turned over and jumped out of the window.

Atalanta lay motionless on the bed, and after a while she raised her arm to cover her eyes.

"You actually did it..."

it's wired……

Regrets, unwillingness, etc. are all gone, and all that is left is a sense of satisfaction that is about to overflow.

"Absolutely unforgivable!"

How dare she end her confusion in this way.

"As you wish, I will hunt you!"

"Until we go to Hades together..."

If he died, he would probably be able to face himself honestly...

"Is there something wrong with your head?"

Faced with the questioning of the white-haired goddess who suddenly appeared in front of her, Siddija only felt that a group of crows flew over her head.

"That... what do you think I should do just now?" Siddigar had a headache.

"As...as a man, you shouldn't...do something that a man should do!" Artemis blushed and kept gesticulating with his hands.

"As a virgin, is it really okay for you to say that!" Siddija's eyes widened, "Atalanta is your believer."

"It is indeed impossible for Artemis to do such a behavior as the virgin goddess, but as expected..." Artemis' eyes softened, "I hope that child will be happy rather than bound by vows."

"Happiness? Will this really make her happy?" Siddija looked at the tower not far away. The room at the top was his and Atalanta's wedding room. Probably no one would think that He will leave the beautiful girl behind and run away...

"She loves you," even if she has never been in love, even if she has never loved anyone of the opposite sex before, Artemis can still assert with absolute certainty, "She just refuses to admit it, as long as..."

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