Civilization Guardian Front

"some. "

Chios lowered his eyes and said affirmatively.

He was born into a world not bound by fate.

Although everyone's background is different, even though a small number of people live like the protagonists of fairy tales, that's just what they look like.

Luck may be there for a while, but it will not wait for a person forever.

If you really want to stand above the crowd for a long time, what you need is ability.

No matter how advanced the starting line is, an incompetent person is ultimately incompetent.

If you are lucky, you can live a good life by squandering your ancestral property, but you will never be able to grasp the real power and consolidate power and wealth. You can only watch everything that belongs to you being usurped by the capable.

Etiquette and morality are just a layer of good-looking makeup for the essence of the jungle, and an anesthetic used by the weak to comfort themselves.

Chios doesn't think there is anything wrong with such a world...

Those who work hard to climb up can naturally surpass the weak.

Weakness is original sin.

With this philosophy in mind, he continued to push himself forward.

Until accepting the trial mission and stepping into the mission world for the first time.

Chios has witnessed how the world interferes with the will of others to create events, forcibly distorts reality, and rationalizes unreasonable developments, just to pave the way for the "protagonist".

Because of the blood of a great man, because of superficial desires, and even because of his gentle personality, he is actually qualified to step on others as a stepping stone.

(Heh, that's too bad a joke can't be worse...)

Chios couldn't help but think so.

I put aside my naive fantasy since I was a child, gave up my qualifications to have heart-to-heart love with others, and put on a hypocritical mask that can never be taken off. During the hard training process, I gritted my teeth again and again, wiped away tears, and got used to sleeping with nightmares in my arms. A life forged by the fires of purgatory karma.

It would be a sad joke if placed in a fantasy world where destiny is predetermined.

Of course, Chios would not be jealous of the so-called "protagonists" because of this, after all, those people can't decide their own careers at all, and it would be too stupid to be hostile to them.

His real enemy is the absurd world.

It is impossible for Chios to use these words to explain Hestia.

"Isn't the existence of the gods the best example? They have eternal lifespan and the power to surpass life in the lower world... We mortals need to bet on all difficulties. For you, it's just an interesting little game."

"..."

Hestia was silent for a moment.

it's not like that.

She wants to tell the youth that there are some things that only children from the lower world can do...

The words came to my lips, but never came out.

What's the point of saying it, it still can't change the difference in the nature of life forms between humans and gods.

But it wasn't this question that bothered her the most.

"Chios..."

She asked nervously:

"Aren't you pursuing anything other than self-improvement?"

"How is it possible?" Chios glanced at Hestia in surprise.

"I have a lot of wishes. It is because I am too greedy and long for things that ordinary people should not expect extravagantly that I am what I am today."

"It's a bit abstract to say this, why not give the most remote example..."

There was a slight pause in his speech.

"For example, I hope that before the end of the world, I can hug your slender body and kiss your soft lips at any time. I will always... be with you."

"!!!" The unexpected answer made Hestia's eyes widen.

"By the way, won't you be hot in the steam room with a towel on?"

"Hey?"

Before Hestia could react, the young man touched the goddess's waist and flicked it lightly.

The white towel that wrapped the graceful body of the goddess fell down.

Chapter 650 Six? Really... There is nothing I can do about you

With a light flick of the fingertips, the towel was thrown into the air.

The tender white skin that had been covered by it before was then exposed, exposed to the hot and humid steam, and soon dyed with an attractive layer of moist luster.

The two round snowballs that were freed from bondage swayed, showing off their own softness and elasticity. In the center of the pink halo at the front end, small bean grains protruded slightly.

The line of sight follows the midline that is so full that there is only a thin slit left, and goes down vertically to the waist and abdomen...

The shadow formed by the depression of the navel, the slightly raised mound above the pubic bone and the mysterious triangle between the tight thighs can be seen all around.

Undoubtedly stunning views...

Such a petite woman with a somewhat immature face can have such a soul-stirring curve.

The youthful and cute underage girls and the plump and round mature women, elements that should not be able to have both, have successfully merged perfectly in this goddess who violates the usual laws of female development.

Just staring at it can't help but feel like a crime, but there's no way to look away.

Not good, my head is a little dizzy...

"ah!"

When Hestia, who reacted a little slower, folded her arms to cover her chest in fright, Chios' eyes had already completed the tour of the Holy Land.

"You, you kid, why did you sneak attack again..."

The goddess blushed and complained, in exchange for the young man's ridicule:

"After listening to my confession just now, didn't you feel moved in the slightest?"

"Yes, but you suddenly do this kind of thing, you will be shocked at once..." Saying that, noticing that Chios' eyes were still lingering around her lower abdomen, Hestia blushed as if she was about to Oozing blood.

The already hot steaming room felt even hotter, and my mind became dizzy.

Hestia looked at the bath towel that fell to the door of the steam room, about two steps away from her.

Now concealing it is only a remedy after a dead sheep. Besides, the young man who is pillowed on her lap will not give him a chance to pick up the towel.

forget it.

"Just... Even if you have to watch it, at least give me some time to prepare mentally. Really~~ Do you like watching other people panic so much? This kind of bad taste is really bad."

Although she used a reproachful tone, it was a pity that neither her words nor her expressions were harsh, and it gave people the feeling that she was acting like a baby.

"...Feel sorry."

Chios showed a moderate shame.

"It's hard to get so close to you, smelling the fragrance of your body, I can't control myself."

"Hmph..." Hestia wrinkled Xiao Yao's nose, her eyes suspicious.

"Did you say the same thing when you were with girls like Nazha and Sword Fairy?"

If she could better hide the joy on her face, Chios might be a little nervous.

"About this matter, God, I..." He hesitated to speak.

He put his arms around Hestia's slender waist, like a child who is afraid of making mistakes and being scolded.

Seeing this, Hestia frowned, instinctively having a bad premonition in her heart.

She raised her face and asked:

"What do you want to say about this matter?"

"God is willing to be my family, and I am always grateful for it. It stands to reason that I should be content with letting God down to this level."

After a pause, there was a turning point.

"However, I couldn't restrain my greed after all, and I developed an admiration for you that surpassed that of a family member. I began to imagine what it would be like if we were both close relatives and lovers..."

"I'm afraid I will die happily. The thought of having such a unique bond with you makes my heart burst with joy. But whenever I think of this, I can't help but feel guilty for Nazha. After all, she I didn't do anything wrong, it's just my own feelings that I've been deeply involved in, and I've poured all my brains into God's side, I..."

"What, what! So it's such a trivial matter."

Hestia, who had a false alarm, exhaled the stale air accumulated in her lungs.

The goddess hurriedly pressed her upper and lower lips tightly to suppress a smile, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch like a twitch.

yes...

I don't need to worry about other girls at all.

She is the only one who can have a unique bond with Chios.

Unexpectedly, this child would like her to such an extent that he even lost the ability to deal with other girls normally, and became indecisive.

The jealousy that had just sprouted in my heart disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"The relationship between us can't be explained by the simple concept of a lover. With your past experience, you will want to further deepen your connection with me. It is understandable and can be forgiven..."

Thinking changed, and Hestia immediately turned from being caring to comforting.

"I will be careful not to show you more intimacy than family members in front of Nazha, so don't blame yourself too much, cherish her..."

"Ahem! Of course, just because I say that doesn't mean you can ignore me."

The goddess who is actually very possessive, finally added something in a low voice with some worries.

Chios struggled with his eyes, and it took a long while before he turned his face away in apology.

Under the shadow that Hestia's eyes couldn't reach, a wicked smile appeared.

"...thank you."

Plan pass.

Through speaking, women can subjectively get the feeling of "returning to the right" and give them a lofty concept, like the status of a soul mate, which can often make the other party generous and considerate.

This trick is especially effective for older women who think they are mature and have the responsibility to take care of the man.

Not to mention a god who is hundreds of millions of years old and has a high status.

Restraining his smile, Chios secretly adjusted his emotions, preparing to put on an appearance of relying on the goddess.

At this time, Hestia was keenly aware of movement on the left side from the corner of her eyes.

Turning her head to look, her pupils suddenly shrank...

I saw that some kind of hideous thing lifted the towel around Chios' waist and stood upright.

The swollen veins of blood vessels crawling all over the pole slowly squirmed along with the rise and fall of the young man's chest.

Like the cursed text of the abyssal demon, it is fresh and alive, creating a file-like horror texture.

Can that thing expand and expand to such a large size?

It looks so sad, so pitiful...

"You look a little strange, what's the matter, God?"

"Uh..." The questioning voice came to his ears, causing Hestia to turn her head quickly after being engrossed.

Seeing the hint of confusion hidden in Chios's attachment, her tense mood quickly softened.

This child is excited because of her.

"...still want to see it?"

Hestia asked shyly.

She lowered her arms slightly in front of her full chest.

The implication couldn't be more obvious...

"Yeah." Chios nodded honestly.