I, Former Embers, Now Greek God of Fire

Saying so, Metis knocked Hephaestus on the head as punishment, with a sly smile on his delicate face.

He was obviously a married woman, but at this moment Metis' amorous feelings were no less than that of a young girl.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Hehehe~~"

Hearing Hephaestus's helpless nagging, Metis laughed, but when she looked down at her younger brother in her arms, the deep and mysterious purple eyes contained a deep love. with love.

For this younger brother who suffered from childhood, Metis always showed a little more sympathy and pity, and always became more gentle when treating him.

And this younger brother also lives up to her love, thinking of her for the first time when there is anything delicious and fun, especially her artifacts are also made by Hephaestus himself, this younger brother has arranged all her weapons Equipment and even jewelry, etc., I can only think of what I can't do without this brother.

However, she also found that her good brother was a little different, as if he was more calm and confident.

Is it related to being granted the title of Lord God?

Thinking of this, Metis's purple eyes narrowed into two curved crescents. She grabbed Zeus' ear and forced him to give her good brother the title of Lord God.

"How about it, did Hera say anything to you!?"

Metis asked happily.

In her opinion, since Hephaestus is already the main god, Hera should recognize the son of Hephaestus, so that Hephaestus can finally be really happy.

"No, Sister Metis, I am completely disappointed in Hera."

However, she didn't expect that Hephaestus shook his head and said such words in a flat manner.

"Eh?!"

Hephaestus was not surprised by the astonished look on Metis' face, after all, his previous filial piety had been deeply rooted in God's heart.

He sighed, and said slowly in a desolate tone: "Sister Metis, I have seen through Hera's nature. For her, it is her who can increase her power and set off her glory." child."

"..."

Metis fell silent.

As the goddess of wisdom, why can't she see the nature of her sister, including her jealousy of herself and some delusions of her own brother, she can see it all.

"Good boy, good boy..."

Metis reached out and gently stroked Hephaestus' hair, touching the soft and thick hair, wanting to comfort his traumatized brother in this way.

It's just that she touched it, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Eh?"

It doesn't feel right!

When I touch it, sometimes I can feel the wrinkled texture of the scalp. Why is it so silky today? !

"Hephaestus, don't you..."

The goddess of wisdom immediately guessed the truth, and she grabbed the mask of Hephaestus and took it off.

When he saw the face under the mask clearly, Metis couldn't help covering his mouth, and his amethyst-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Slightly stern and handsome face, raised eyebrows, thin lips, and flame-like red pupils are calm and melancholy. Just looking at each other once, there is a magical charm that seems to capture the soul.

Metis touched Hephaestus' cheek subconsciously, feeling the smooth touch from the middle fingertip, and the goddess immediately burst into tears, crying with joy.

She was happy for her brother, happy that he had finally got rid of that cruel curse.

"Great, really great."

Metis' lips trembled, and whispers entered Hephaestus' ears. The sincere words made Hephaestus feel warm.

However, the warmth is warm, sister, is it a bit too long for you to touch my head? If you hadn't raised me since I was a child, I really wonder if you are taking advantage of someone from me.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble."

Noticing the change in Hephaestus, Metis stopped teasing him, withdrew his palm, and said openly: "My lovely brother, you are not here just to visit and be ignored by you. Weak, pitiful and helpless sister, right?"

"What are you ignoring?"

Hephaestus couldn't laugh or cry for a while, he couldn't believe that Metis didn't know when Zeus wanted to rebuild the Pantheon on Mount Olympus.

But knowing the nature of this sister Ziqihei well, he can only obediently explain his purpose of coming here.

"Hey~ a palace?"

Metis groaned pretending to be reserved, then leaned over with bright eyes, and whispered into Hephaestus' ear.

"??!!"

After hearing Metis' request, although Hephaestus could not understand it very well, he was greatly shocked.

No, so my sister is in the dominant position? !

Thinking of Zeus being [beep——] or [beep——], and [beep——], for some reason, Hephaestus almost laughed out loud.

"I hope it can be made faster. In this case, the child may be able to see it when it is born."

Metis stroked his slightly raised abdomen, his face was full of maternal brilliance.

No, no, I don't think that picture is suitable for children to see.

Although he complained in his heart, Hephaestus suddenly felt complicated when he saw Metis looking so expectant and happy.

Because as far as he knows the future, what awaits Metis is not happiness, but despair.

Thinking of this, Hephaestus suddenly became serious.

"Sister Metis."

Hephaestus looked seriously at the purple eyes of Metis, and said solemnly: "Zeus is not a good match, don't forget the curse of Cronus, he has already been to the temple of the three goddesses of fate. "

In Greek mythology, curses and prophecies are eternal themes.

And starting from the first generation of god kings, each generation of god kings will be troubled by the curse cast by the previous generation of god kings.

Uranus cursed Cronus, who overthrew himself, that he would be replaced by his own children, and Cronus also imitated his father, and cast the same curse on his son Zeus, who overthrew him .

And this curse was fulfilled on Metis.

The first daughter born to Metis will have the same power as her father, and the first son born to Metis will have power beyond his father and overthrow his father's rule.

Soon Zeus will go to the temple of the three goddesses of fate, and then get such a prophecy.

At that time, this seemingly gentle and affectionate scumbag will swallow his wife and daughter without hesitation in order to consolidate his rule.

It's okay if you don't know, since Hephaestus has known the future development through the memory of the previous life, he will never allow the sister who loves him the most to be reduced to such a fate.

"Now Zeus may be immersed in the joy of victory, but when he comes to his senses, you..."

Hephaestus hesitated to speak, looking at Metis with worry in his eyes.

"...Silly brother."

Metis froze for a moment, then stretched out his index finger and tapped his forehead lightly, and said with a smile: "Do you think your sister is the god of blindness and ignorance?"

Metis made a playful joke, but Hephaestus couldn't laugh at all.

"Remember to take good care of my child. If it is a son, then this child will be your follower, just like you followed me when I was a child. If it is a girl, how about marrying you?"

"Huh? Eh!!"

Hephaestus was taken aback for a moment, and then turned pale with shock when he realized it.

But before he could continue to say anything, he was pushed out of the door by Metis.

"Go, go, you should ask the other gods what temple they want, remember my palace and don't let me down~"

"Snapped--"

After closing the door, Metis gently stroked his lower abdomen, the smile on his face was slightly restrained, but still sly.

"My lovely daughter, what do you think of the husband your mother arranged for you?"

Metis' slightly raised belly suddenly jumped, as if responding to his mother's question.

...........................

outside the gate

Looking at the closed gate, Hephaestus put on his mask silently.

He has a feeling.

Metis may have expected that kind of future, and she opened her arms happily to welcome such an ending.

My silly sister, why are you so stupid? !

Do you think I will really just stand by and watch you fall into the fire pit? !

"Ah~"

Hephaestus sighed, but the eyes under the mask became more determined.

"Pata~Pata~Pata~"

Suddenly, Hephaestus heard a burst of "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nymph fairies of skin.

Hephaestus knew her, she was the red god beside his mother, and she was always the one who conveyed the mother's request to himself before.

"Hephaestus, Hera commands you to go to her temple and listen to her teachings."

This beautiful nymph bowed to Hephaestus, her voice was sweet but mixed with traces of indiscernible contempt.

She raised her head, with a confident and calm expression on her beautiful face, that sure look made Hephaestus's not-so-beautiful mood suddenly worse.

He calmly said three words to this domineering Nymph Fairy.

"Climb for Grandpa!"

Chapter 7 However, the wise Vulcan has already seen through everything

"You, you, what did you say?!"

The Nymph Fairy looked at Hephaestus in shock, pointed at him tremblingly, and almost couldn't even utter a complete sentence, stammering.

This, is this still the Hephaestus she knew? !Where is that obedient, gentle, obedient Hephaestus?The one in front of me isn't some god pretending to be, right? !

"I said, get out!"