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"His Royal Highness Rhine's kissing skills... are so amazing..."

Hunting area, outskirts.

The door to the general's tent was pushed open, Hestia pursed her lips, and left Rhine's room with a faint but lingering obsession in her eyes.

Histia was just...forcibly kissed by His Highness Rhine.

I don’t know if this is a sign of approval for Hestia’s persuasion of the goddess, or if it’s because of Hestia’s teasing and impulsiveness...

Anyway...

The poor goddess had just succumbed to the power of her enemies for the sake of her innocence, and was raped by her dishonest enemies.