Marvel Magic Event Book

The smell of lust hung in the air, and he racked his brains, trying to find the right words to describe the beauty before him.Whether it was the smooth and well-proportioned shoulders or the slender waist, whether it was the graceful and slender neck or the strong and strong legs, the sight in front of him made him marvel.Every time, he would carefully look at the witch's perfect figure, never getting tired of it, just at this moment.Bayonetta walked out of the bathroom and sat in front of the dressing table with drops of water all over her body.She raised her arms high and used her hands to slowly roll up the thick long hair that fell like a waterfall.Cloud-like long hair piled on her shoulders, revealing a white swan neck with a few strands of wet hair. The crystal clear water droplets were full of nostalgia and slowly slid down her amazing waist-hip line and straight spine.

"Come to mother, little one." She winked at Salomon in the mirror.The next moment, Salomon suddenly disappeared from the bed and then appeared behind her. His hands touched her wet waist and kissed her neck lovingly.The fatigue after the passion slowly dissipated, and Salomon's body recovered again, ready for the next round of fighting.

"This is a strange title, Bayonetta." Salomon said, half annoyed and half shy, "It sounds a bit embarrassing."

"Can you still play like this with other people?" The witch raised her chin proudly and accepted the kiss from the mystic mage.With her eyes half closed, she watched Salomon help her hang up her earrings and necklace.Even without clothes, these jewelry can show extraordinary beauty on the witch. "Next is the strict teacher. I also have a small leather whip." She said with a smile, "Boya, you are such a bad student. You actually attacked the teacher in class. You need to be taught a lesson. Uh-huh~"

"I still prefer the dancer's outfit." Salomon thought of the beautiful outfit in the witch's wardrobe composed of lavender tulle and gold chains.When Bayonetta put on the figure-showing clothes, her irresistible charm instantly penetrated his defenses, so much so that he still thought of the light gold chains on those cute toes from time to time.

Just as Bayonetta and Salomon were whispering, the bedroom door opened with a bang.

Joan of Arc stood there with her arms crossed and an unhappy look on her face.

"It's been five hours, how long are you going to play!" She raised her eyes, scanned the environment in the bedroom, and then sniffed again.Her face instantly turned red.Jeanne knew what this smell was, but the white-haired witch still tried to remain calm. "You actually... Dinah has already prepared dinner, come and eat quickly! Wait until your adoptive mother comes. That woman has long disliked us. The scene here is comparable to "The 120 Days of Sodom"! Get dressed quickly, don’t let her see you being so ridiculous!”

"I think there is still some time. Jeanne, don't you plan to join? Don't be shy, my friend, this place is not as bad as you said." Faced with Bayonetta's invitation, Jeanne just murmured a few times.Her eyes widened and she groped around with her hands, but her pistol was in the dresser and she had no weapon on her.Finally, she slammed the bedroom door and ran back to her room, leaving Bayonetta with a series of jeers.

Athena's visit was not sudden, but planned.

Ever since Salomon met the Earth Mother Goddess, she wanted to ask Salomon about his harvest.Although Salomon is very ruthless in his analysis of his own nature, he still feels a little embarrassed when facing his adoptive mother, because the complicated blood relationship between him, Kamathaj and the Greek pantheon is really confusing. Can't figure it out.

Athena's toned and powerful arms were equipped with golden armbands engraved with Greek keys, and the ruby ​​ribbon sandals on her feet were spotless with twisted gold threads. Her beautiful long golden hair was rolled up and tied tightly behind her head.Gold is Athena's favorite color, and both her shield and armor are gorgeous gold.Even without armor and just wearing a simple white dress, the contradictory combination of purity and luxury is so perfect on her.Salomon felt that if he were Prince Paris, he would probably give her the golden apple without even thinking about it.

She crossed her legs and sat on the leather sofa, as if she were the hostess.

Jeanne rolled her eyes, fully expressing her disdain for Athena.If it weren't for Salomon, she would have started fighting with this arrogant woman.She poked Bayonetta with her finger, but the black-haired witch pretended that it didn't happen.

"I have known about this for a long time. You are my adopted son, and I have been observing you for a long time. Do you think you can hide the uniqueness of your soul from me?" The wise goddess of war cut the apple with a knife. With a nonchalant look, "Why do you think I would take you to see Hecate just to confirm this matter? If this is the reason why you don't come to see me, it only means that you are too shy. That's good." , it shows that your essence has not erased your humanity for the time being, and I think you also think this is a good thing, don’t you?”

The strong adoptive mother did not leave any room for Salomon to speak.

She stuffed the sliced ​​apple into Salomon's mouth as if he were a child.

"I think I can do it myself, Athena." Salomon sighed, and he took the fruit before the witch stabbed the knife through the table, refusing Athena's feed.He had to wonder what the purpose of Athena's coming here was. In any case, it was definitely not as simple as "the children in the orphanage wanted to see Salomon".

The female war goddess glanced at the mystic who was busy distributing fruits to the witch.No matter how powerful Salomon is, he seems very content to play the role of an ordinary person at home, doing things including but not limited to washing clothes, washing dishes, and making delicious food.Athena could only temporarily think that this was a manifestation of human nature and a means for Salomon to retain his humanity and suppress his divinity.However, the future of this world does not need these things. Even if Salomon is reluctant, he must face his true side.

He is more powerful than God King Zeus, and he should complete his mission.The goddess of wisdom's calculations began to change from the moment she helped Salomon. The dispute between Salomon and the Olympian gods was inevitable, and she would always be on the side of the winner.She had already placed her bet.

"Has the Earth Mother made any suggestion to you?" she asked.Salomon nodded and acquiesced.

"Your thoughts?"

"I don't think we need those things yet." The Mystic Mage shook his head and winked at the witches, saying that he would confess, but not now.The female war goddess looked at her adopted son, nodded, and agreed with this statement.She knew there were things Salomon didn't want to say, but that didn't mean there was any estrangement between her and Salomon.She knew that Salomon loved her, and although she had plans for Salomon, those feelings could not be erased casually.The future will be a win-win situation. She has no intention of using Salomon as a disposable tool. She is the mother of heroes, not the enemy of heroes.

Athena left, leaving a mess behind.

Salomon could only confess to the witches the deal proposed by the Earth Mother, but he hid a large part of it, including those of Athena.He only said that the Earth Mother planned to use his soul to create some powerful new humans. Those special individuals would share some of his characteristics, such as excellent thinking ability, excellent fighting ability, or powerful magical talents.

He assured the witch that he didn't need to do this for the time being.