Civilization Guardian Front

Now is not the time to think about this...

The goddess shook her head, dispelled the wandering thoughts in her mind, and put her fist against her mouth and coughed lightly.

"Cough! I just didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic..."

Seeing Hestia's upright expression, Chios quietly winked at Orianna who was in charge of opening the door, telling her to open the door with confidence.

Galala...

Hearing the sound of the door continuing to open, I knew that the scene behind the door would be seen by outsiders in a few seconds, so I didn't have time to twiddle myself.Hestia quickly took a deep breath, then lightly raised her left arm, and placed her soft little hand on the young man's palm.

Staring at the purple eyes of the youth, she solemnly exhorted:

"Chios, you must win today... no, not only must you win, but you are not allowed to have a scratch on your body, you know?"

"Understood, I follow your will."

After speaking, Chios took Hestia's hand and kissed it close to his lips.

"..."

Even though he understood that Chios's actions had no other meaning, the hot and humid breath on the sensitive skin of his knuckles still made Hestia's cheeks flush slightly.

The goddess trembled for a moment due to shyness, and Chios clearly felt it when he held her hand.

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and then quickly disappeared.

When he straightened his back again, the gate of the manor was just wide open.

Oh oh oh oh! ! !

Seeing the appearance of Chios leading the main god Hestia, the people outside the door cheered enthusiastically, and the flag-waving movements became more active.

The noisy noise drowned out the yelling of the vendors, penetrated the solid stone wall, and spread to the entire northwest city.

The scent of flowers in the air...

Countless shop owners who expressed their support out of their own pockets personally led their family members and clerks to hold rattan baskets, and sprinkle a large number of flower petals in the baskets into the air from both sides of the street.

The colorful and floating tidbits are flying all over the sky like the first snow that has ushered in the winter in advance. After landing, it turns into a broad avenue paved eastward along the direction of the street.

Vendors hawking along the street; young women shyly turning and running away after offering bouquets; men who have already raised their glasses to drink in broad daylight...

The whole city seemed to be immersed in celebration, rather than ushering in a desperate duel in the name of war.

The Eternal Holy Flame flag representing the Hestia family is not only in the hands of people, but also hangs by the windows of residential buildings and businesses, fluttering in the wind.

Speaking of which, no matter what kind, they are all products jointly launched by Chios and the Chamber of Commerce to test the market's reaction.

Now it seems that even if the price of one side is [-] fares, it is not enough to dampen the enthusiasm of the residents of Orario.

It can be seen how popular the "Hestia Family Peripherals" are...

That being the case, in the future, you can consider continuing to launch products such as Chios dolls, the same accessories as the Sword of Dawn, and limited edition music boxes signed by bases... to make money.

Definitely much faster than entering a maze to make money.

While thinking about how to make the most of the economic potential brought by fame, Chios smiled and waved to the crowd and nodded. Together with the main god, he led the family members, set foot on the stone road of the northwest main street, and walked eastward.

It is conceivable that the speed of the team will not be fast...

By the time Chios and the others arrived at the arena and were led by the guild staff through a special passage to the exclusive boxes in the first row of the auditorium in the huge circular arena, it was less than an hour before noon when the duel began.

"Yo! Good morning, Hestia and all the beauties..."

A few steps away from the non-box premium seat area, there was a light but not annoying greeting.

"This voice..."

Hestia turned her head sharply.

Dressed in a travel-friendly outfit, under the brim of a feathered hat reveals the familiar face of the goddess.

"Hermes? When did you come back?"

"Hmm~ Actually, I just landed this morning..." Hermes leaned back, leaning against the chair cushion, looking tired from overwork.

"I planned to sleep for a whole day to recover from the fatigue accumulated from continuous flying... But I heard from our family, Asfi, that you and Ishtar started a war game, and the fight will start at noon."

His words paused, he pulled himself together, and winked at all members of the Hestia family.

"How could I be willing to pass up something so interesting? Right?"

lie...

Chios narrowed his long and narrow eyes.

He didn't see the slightest sign of fatigue from this god.

Chapter 640? Comparing acting skills?

Chios is convinced Hermes is lying.

It may be a bit arbitrary to jump to conclusions based on the physical condition of the external performance.

The reason why he can be so sure is that the key doubt is...

If Hermes really returned to the city early this morning, and after being informed by the team members, he decided to come to the arena to watch the war game, theoretically there is no way to do so.

The huge topicality surrounding the two parties involved in this war game quickly spread to both inside and outside of Olalie from the moment the guild accepted it.

The attention of the masses is directly reflected in the reservations for a series of places including arenas, pubs, and restaurants.

Among them, the arena seat in the center of the duel is undoubtedly the primary goal for everyone to fight for.

Although everyone knows that in such a special event, the gods will use the only miracle they are allowed to use in the lower world, the "Mirror of God", to break through distances and obstacles, and appear in front of everyone.

But like this kind of exciting competition, whether you come to the scene or not, the feeling you experience is completely different.

The dazzling fire from the collision of first-class adventurer's blades, the shriek that shook the eardrums, the aftermath of the shattering airflow spreading, and even all kinds of movements derived from casting magic...

That was definitely not just a superficial impact limited to the visual and auditory senses, but a trembling that could be clearly felt with the five senses.

Just because they understood the difference between the two, within a day and a half of the management organization's publicity, the arena seats were completely sold out at noon that day.

Not to mention boxes or special seats, there is not even the ordinary seating area at the rear.

Without prior arrangements, it is not easy to just buy a ticket to enter the venue on the same day. It is obviously unrealistic to sit near the Hestia Familia, one of the participants in the war game...

The boxes of the Hestia and Ishtar families are located at the north and south ends of the arena corresponding to the iron gates where the representatives of their families take part in the battle. The seats designated by the guild for the city gods are on the east and west sides. Not together at all.

Hermes had no choice but to buy seats from others at a high price.

But considering that the buyers of the first three rows of special seats or boxes are usually either rich or expensive, let alone whether Hermes can find someone who is willing to resell it in a morning.Even if he was lucky enough to find it, the chance that it happened to be right behind the Hestia family was very unlikely.

The word "coincidence" can no longer be simply covered...

Chios, who saw through this point, did not open his mouth to expose it.

It is impossible for a shrewd god like Hermes not to realize that there are major flaws in his own words.

Obviously, he was deliberately playing dumb so that others could focus on the false lies.

What Hermes really didn't want to reveal was not the exact time when he returned to Olalie, but what he had done since returning to the city until today.

If he answered Hestia's question honestly, and waited until the other party asked him "what have you been doing these days when you come back?", then it would look suspicious if he covered up or talked about him.

It's better to try to play a clown who intends to conceal from the beginning, but because of lack of thoughtfulness, his intentions are seen through, so that people can lower their guard against him.

As for the purpose of acting so hard to confuse...

Chios couldn't think of anyone other than himself.

(Oh, then I will fulfill you.)

Sneering secretly in his heart, Chios still had the gentle and gentle smile on his face as always, without any shadow.

"God Hestia, it's getting late..." He pointed to the sun that was getting closer to the apex of the sky, and his eyes signaled the crowds pouring in from the entrances and exits on both sides of each block after the opening of the stadium.

"I'll go down to the spare room to change the armor first, and please applaud me when I come out later."

"Um...Huh?"

Hestia was obviously stunned for a moment, and doubts appeared in her eyes.

strangeness...

The child had no reason not to see the loophole in Hermes' answer.

Why can you choose to avoid it so simply?

Hestia did not hide the fact that she hired someone to investigate Chios' life experience.

Although he didn't specify which family he entrusted, Hestia believed that it would not be difficult at all to find out the answer based on Chios' private contacts and intelligence network.

Doesn't Chios care about the findings brought back by Hermes at all...

A sense of disobedience lingered in Hestia's heart.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

(Even if you know your identity as I expected and there is no problem, how can you guarantee that the information collected by Hermes will not be wrong?)

(If you don't stay by my side, what if I misunderstand you?)

Hestia couldn't figure out what was the source of her idea.All she knew was that Chios respected her judgment and left voluntarily.She is even more afraid that in this short-lived relationship, there will be cracks in mutual trust.

She actually has no confidence in herself.

The reason why she thinks this way is not because Hestia thinks she has insufficient bond with Chios, but because...

Hestia was terrified. The moment she saw Chios in Hephaestus' store, the voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

As a god, maybe after sealing the divine power, he looks no different from a mortal.In fact, not only does the divine power manifest itself when their lives are in danger, but it also circulates in their bodies at ordinary times, isolating all internal interference.

However, that will can escape the protection of divine power, lurking in the depths of her consciousness, disguised as the voice of the heart, and influence her decision without any trace.

If Chios hadn't appeared, Hestia might not have realized the existence of "it" until now.

In other words, once Chios left her, she couldn't be sure whether she was still her real self.

Thinking up to this point, she instinctively grabbed Chios' hand that was about to leave.

"Wait, Chios! You..."

(Don't go.)

Hestia was unable to say the last sentence.

Witnessing the moment when the young man looked back, it was too late to hide his sad and melancholy side face.

Her pupils contracted, and she froze on the spot.

That's right...

Why did you forget?

For Chios, the memories of the past are not only reluctant to mention, but have reached the point where just thinking about it will cause extreme pain.

Not to mention, to be accompanied by a smiling face, and to listen to others in a non-painful tone, narrating the misery they have suffered.

Therefore, he would rather give up the opportunity to explain now, and leave here before Hermes speaks.

poor kid...

At this moment, Hestia felt extremely ashamed of relying on Chios's thoughts instead.

The self who promised to be the Chios family should obviously be his backing.

"God Hestia? What's wrong with you?"

The young man's worried voice came to his ears, and the goddess, who was in the mood of self-blame, raised her head.

"fine..."

Seeing Chios's concerned expression, and his slender fingers reaching out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, Hestia quickly shook her head and wiped away the few tears on her face.

Holding up the young man's hand, the goddess carefully pressed her cheek against the back of the other's hand.

"How careful you are, Ishtar will use any means to win."

In response, Chios gently embraced Hestia in his arms.

Hestia didn't resist.

"I understand, please trust me..."