pregnant with the president's cub

Painful, very painful.

The Grim Reaper stared at the instigator in front of him with the constipated expression of the whole family who had just died.In that even more dazzling soul, overflowing with the light of life, he was using his strength to smash his priesthood.

Persephone was embarrassed by his stare, looked around, and then handed out the unpeeled pea pods, "Have you peeled it? There are still here."

Thanadus gave her a cold look, took revenge and snatched the big basket of pea pods in front of her, and then buried himself in the peeling fiercely.

Sitting with her was, for Thanadus, like sitting in a fire pit where the bones would melt.

Persephone is also uncomfortable, whoever is followed by a god with a ferocious face, who exudes the aura of wanting to hack you to death, will feel comfortable.The problem is that every time Hades goes out, this guy follows her like a wraith hanging behind her.

She even wondered if people in this world generally live long lives, is the god of death so idle?

Since you are free, find something to do.

The industrious little bee Persephone harvested a few more baskets of pea pods. The pea seedling had grown into a pea tree, and it was planted in the largest pottery vat with its teeth and claws, which was placed next to the gate of the conference hall.

Under the sunlight cut from the horse's mane, the pea leaves and pea vines were so dense that they occupied half of the ceiling of the conference hall.

After peeling all the pea pods to God of Death, Persephone had time to touch the ears of wheat beside her ears.

This is the second edible plant to appear in her hair after peas.But she couldn't pull it off, and she didn't dare to use force, fearing that if it was pulled off, it would be impossible to take it down and plant it.

What made her feel even more strange was that the hair became much lighter.

Persephone grabbed her hair, and finally determined that it wasn't her illusion, it just became yellower.But thinking of my hair that blooms every day, the change of hair color seems, probably not a big deal.

Don't let the roots of these flowers and plants penetrate into her scalp, it doesn't matter what changes happen to the rest, or it doesn't matter if the same color flickers every day.

Seeing her movements, Thanadus' eyes turned colder, and without reminding her, he turned around and continued to peel the peas ferociously. .seven

The power of the wheat seeds is contained in this ear of wheat, and it takes Persephone to use a little divine power to pluck it and scatter it on the ground to grow a large wheat field that is of no use to Hades.

Flowers everywhere in Hades are already considered a disaster for Death. If they were replaced with wheat, it would be no different from cutting off his limbs and soaking them in the River Styx every day.

Persephone had better never remember how to use this stalk of wheat.

The god of death crushed the beans with a gloomy expression. He was still being punished, and Hades made him a servant of Persephone to accept her slavery.

The date is: Persephone decides.

Persephone felt chills on her back again, and when she looked at the Grim Reaper, it turned out that he was glaring at her sideways again.She imitated him unwillingly, her eyes were slanted, and she had an expression of "whatever you look at, I will look at it" written all over her face.

She even began to wonder if the god of death targeted her like this because he had too much affection for Hades, so he couldn't understand that Hades was forced to like her, otherwise why would he follow her like a resentful woman all day long?

Can't beat her to death, so use roundabout tactics to annoy her?

Each person's eyes turned into cross-eyed eyes, and finally stared at the other party losing his temper, and once again lowered his head in a truce to sort out the beans in the basket.

The repaired kitchen returned to its bustling and bustling appearance. When Persephone and Reaper walked in with the beans, they saw the Reaper chef in charge of the barbecue, marinating eels with salt and spices and preparing to roast them. Salted tuna was also served in clay pots.

Except for beans, I still didn't see any other fruits and vegetables.

Persephone didn't find it strange either. After all, she and Hades brought a bunch of fish when they went to the land, and the small basket really couldn't hold anything except some dried fruits.

Traveling through this period of time is enough to make her taste buds lose their picky function. As long as the food is not too outrageous, she can eat it with a smile on her face.

If there is a temporary shortage of vegetables, the large amount of pea sprouts provided by the pea tree will be enough for her to eat for a while.

Persephone, who was easy to feed, began to pick a big, plump bean, and planned to find out how to make pea cakes by himself. If successful, he could change the taste of the three-headed dog who likes to eat honey cakes and sesame cakes.

The recipes here are too monotonous, just come and go.Her own cooking skills are not very good, and the primitive level of kitchen utensils here is better than Yuanmou people's use of fire. The difficulty of creating her own recipes is unexpectedly difficult.

She put the picked peas into a clean earthen basin and soaked them in water, and Death was forced to follow behind her doing nothing. He saw Persephone who had soaked the beans turned around and walked to the back of the storage room.

There used to be wheat and flour there, but now there is nothing.

The Grim Reaper stretched out his feet in front of her nimbly, almost tripping Persephone. She stretched out her hands to stabilize her forward body, and immediately raised her eyes to stare at him, unable to help but get angry.

Thanadus originally wanted to say that there was nothing inside, but when he saw her eyes, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and his fingertips stopped before touching her eyes.

This movement was too fast, and when he froze, Persephone jumped back a few steps and looked at him warily.

In a place she couldn't see, the silk thread of divine power hung Death's body, making him unable to do anything to defy and hurt her.And the fingertips that almost touched her had already begun to be punished, the flesh was peeled off bit by bit, and the joints of the hand were exposed.

Thanadus didn't seem to feel any pain, he withdrew his fingers, his young face was lifeless, and the aura of being as old as a dead person was settled in his gazing eyes.

Persephone keenly noticed a strange emotion in his eyes, like a vulture rejoicing at finding its favorite carrion.

"Are you angry?" When God of Death said this, his state could even be called relaxed.

If it was because she was almost tripped just now, it really aroused her dissatisfaction. Now she only feels that she is watching the climax of a horror movie, and her back is chilly. cowardly.

Thanadus has already pulled out a long sword excitedly and forced it into her hand, "Then be more angry, come, burn this sword with anger, and slash at me directly."

He found that when Persephone glared at him angrily, he felt a lot more comfortable. The more innocent, kind, soft and pure the divine power, the more disaster it would be for him.

Only Persephone turned bad, turned violent, and preferably had blood on his hands could relieve his pain.

Holding the sword, Persefine felt that it was very heavy at first, and then quickly shook her head, "No way, really no way."

I have never seen anyone apologize for such a big fight, it's too scary.

Reaper stretched out his hand that had turned into bones, and encouraged her in a deep voice, "You can cut off my hands and feet. It's very simple. The joints of the bones are as fragile as gravel, and they will fall apart as soon as you hold them."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed his wrist and broke it in a demonstrative manner. There was a bone-squeaking sound, and the bone in his hand was broken into two pieces.Compared to being tortured by Persephone's divine power, physical pain is nothing at all.

Persephone felt that he still underestimated the madness of the gods here, there are different levels of madness, and the ancient Greek gods are definitely top-notch madness, whether it is Hades or Thanadus, it does not depend on the occasion when it comes to convulsions .

Reaper threw away the broken bone in his hand, and stretched the remaining half of the hand bone to her sword, his tone could even hear joy, "Cut it off."

Because the joy in the words was too obvious, Persephone, who was holding the sword and shaking his hands, deeply doubted that this god might have activated some self-abuse attribute.

Thanadus took a step forward, his face was pale, and he stretched out his half-skeleton hand, like a ghost.

Persephone suddenly threw the sword at his feet, then turned and left.Sure enough, she knew that living in a ghostly place like Hades for a long time, she would face all kinds of tragic deaths every day, and even a god would have a nervous breakdown.

Thanadus saw that he had a psychological problem, and he started to harm himself.When Hades comes back from patrol, tell him that your house god has gone crazy again, so hurry up and get him treated and don't let it out to harm others.

The god of death who was left on the spot was stunned for a moment, as if wondering why she ran away.

But Thanadus, who had been chasing dead souls all year round, did not give up the string easily. With a movement of his intact hand, the sword on the ground appeared in his palm again, and then he strode to follow.

Persephone was in the front and he was in the back, and the two practiced their foot strength like brisk walking in a competition.

"I won't resist, you can really do something to me and vent your anger."

"I'm not angry anymore, and I'm not angry." Persephone walked faster, afraid of being caught up.

"If you dig out my heart and flesh with a sword, you will know how satisfying the sense of authority of holding a god's life in your hand." The god of death tried his best to sell himself.

Who would be content with these things, psychopaths?Persephone didn't dare to look back, wishing she could run faster with two more legs.

The God of Death followed closely behind the God of Vitality. In the shadow of the campfire, he sometimes distorted and sometimes melted into various strange shapes to express his eagerness.

Suddenly she stopped, and Thanadus didn't know when he stood in front of her, and a strange emotion ignited in his eyes, which was excitement called malice.

Since it is impossible to expel her from the underworld, he can only drag her into madness and help her quickly become a mature underworld god.

This was the simple and tender thought of Thanadus. With a wave of his long arm, the sharp edge of his sword tore through a pillar, and the shattered stone trapped him and Persephone.

As a human being, she cannot escape from here.

Persefin was coughed by the stone dust, and she covered her mouth with her hand. Feeling the danger, she instinctively retreated, but bumped into the wall and found that she had no room to retreat.

In the cloud of dust, the slender body of the Grim Reaper holding a long sword loomed, his footsteps were silent, his eyes should be as silent as old stones, but Persephone's shadow was reflected in his eyes that could not fit anything.

The shadow was a new flower, which turned into a bright tassel, and finally her clear face.

The god who represents "pure death" cannot see beauty, and the process of the death of all living beings is a carnival of corruption, with corpses flowing and emitting disgusting smells.

Over time, the Grim Reaper, who is used to getting along with corpses, looks at any shiny object as a blurred and ugly shadow.

Even the immortal gods are rotting bones in the eyes of "death".

So it was the first time that Thanadus, who looked at "birth" so seriously, was immediately pierced by her full and bright soul, and the violent desire to destroy surged uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth curled up, which seemed to be a very forced smile But he was so hideous that he couldn't see any kindness.

"You have to kill me once before you can leave." As long as you have the smell of slaughtered corpses on your hands, you can get closer to Hades.

He didn't physically hurt her, Hades' powers couldn't stop him.After all, even Pluto is looking forward to Persephone's fall, restraining the power of Death God, and of course he is willing to watch Persephone kill and kill God.

Persephone tried to tell him, "God is immortal." So she couldn't kill him at all.

Thanadus did not hear, grasping the blade and handing her the plain hilt, pointing the point to his heart.

Persephone quickly shrank her hands behind her back and pressed them against the wall, not daring to touch the sword.The nerves of perceiving danger were stretched, and she realized that the god of death did not go crazy for no reason. His demeanor and eyes strongly revealed a straightforward message, which was a conspiracy.

I don't know what the conspiracy is, but it is absolute not to touch him.

The Grim Reaper stared at her indifferently, the movements of his fingers gripping the blade remained unchanged, and the blood of the Grim Reaper oozed from the skin of his palm and flowed onto the grooves of the blade.

Persephone was in a stalemate with him, not daring to move.

Broken colorful patterns were painted on the scattered stones, and the sound of divine blood falling on them echoed with every drop.

Persephone felt her breathing slowed down in a trance, and she saw the god of death slowly walking forward again, the distance was too dangerously close, and there was no way for her to retreat.

The aura on Reaper's body is cold and sticky, as long as you get close to it, you can feel the chill that penetrates into the bone marrow, which is completely different from Hades.

This made Persephone instinctively feel resistance and disgust, her voice was trembling, and she stopped him without any hope, "Don't come here."

Thanadus stopped, forced.

When Hades willingly placed his head on her limp knees and hugged her legs in a gesture of supplication, the whole of Hades would bow down and kneel.

So did Death, but he was reluctant.

The weak Lord God is not worthy of ordering him, and the mighty Hades is not around. The God of Reaper, who was about to be driven mad by Persephone's diametrically opposite power, suddenly felt an angry resistance in his heart.

If you want him to succumb, you need to be even stronger, using the black divine power similar to him to crush his head, instead of using the clean breath above the earth to erode his power and responsibility.

Persephone didn't breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him stop, but the tremor on his skin intensified.

She stared at Death, and saw those dead eyes come alive on his gray face, countless intense negative emotions turned into uncontrollable aggressive desires, pointed at her sharply.

He didn't even hide the process of his rage, and took a small step forward again, her order was crushed by his advancing steps.

"You should kill me, one time at a time, tearing apart the gods and people who violated you, and then..."

Fall into Hades, walk with us.

Before the words fell, a familiar embrace was already hugging him tightly from behind, and the god of death was stunned.

And the god who held him with one hand, brushed his other hand over his shoulder, grabbed a piece of the blade, and snorted—the tip of the sword pierced through the heart, passed through the back, and entered another sharply heart.

Persephone's eyes widened, and seeing Hypnos who looked exactly like the god of death appeared, she directly pierced their bodies with the sword aimed at the god of death's heart.

This scene was too shocking, and it was so absurd that she couldn't understand it.

Hypnos rested his chin on Death's shoulder, smiled at her tenderly and said, "Posephine, are you sleeping well?"

This greeting is really scary.

Persephone struggled to move her footsteps, rubbing against the wall a little bit, she pretended to be calm, "I slept well, the pillow was very soft." It was so soft that she was always worried about her cervical spondylosis.

Hypnos let go of the sword and let the sword stick on him and his twin brother. He covered his brother's mouth with his hand very hard to prevent him from saying any words that offended Hades' lover before continuing. Take care of the aftermath of this out-of-control incident.

"You have a sweet sleep is the greatest compliment to me. Please forgive my brother for not respecting you. He is actually very gentle. It's just that Hades hasn't seen guests for too long, and he is afraid of strangers, so he looks clumsy when entertaining you." Rusty, overly excited attitude."

Persephone rubbed his head, and there were rocks all over the front, back, left, and right. If he wanted to leave here, he had to pick up the rocks with his hands.

She could only believe that Sleeping God, who strung herself and Death God together with a sword as soon as he appeared on the stage, would be in a normal state of mind, probably able to communicate, right?

As for the god of death who has a mild temper and shyness, is this kind of joke a specialty of the underworld?

The situation is stronger than people, she smirked and said: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Hypnos found that the god of death in his arms wanted to break free from him, he suppressed it calmly, and then lightly stepped on the ground, countless broken stones floated up, revealing the corridor again.

It was no longer a narrow and dangerous sealed space with nowhere to go, Persephone relaxed. Her clenched fists were filled with cold sweat, and now she could barely loosen her fingers.

Hypnos' calm and comfortable demeanor relieved the tense nerves of everyone present to a large extent. He said to her softly: "Next time Thanadus offends you again, you will cut off his hand." , he will not resist."

This sentence is the promise of evil poison. The next time Persephone really wants to kill the hand of the god, not only the divine power of Hades will restrain him, but also the god of sleep.

As a person who can't bear to see a dog being kicked by someone, Persephone once again feels powerless in this world where hands and feet are often cut off and heart and lungs are cut out (physically).

She could only convince herself that since gods can't die, their bodies can grow back, so cutting off limbs and digging out organs is a normal joke for them, she should understand...

You are a god, you don't understand at all and don't want to understand!

Although she doesn't understand, she still understands the principle of doing as the Romans do, and she perfunctoryly said, "Next time I will try my best."

The Sleeping God smiled in relief, staring at her with gentle eyes down to the bone, as if seeing her start to become ferocious was a very good thing.

His eyes fell on the ears of wheat near Persephone's ear for a moment, and then he said: "I was spreading sleep on Olympus a while ago, and I heard that Eros, who is in charge of the power of love, made a mistake, and he was wronged by Hades. Shot Cupid's arrow by mistake."

Persephone had already thought about something and was about to slip away. After all, letting her stand here and stare at the wounds of the two of them, the blood was flowing everywhere, and the person concerned still looked indifferent, this was really a test of her endurance .

But Sleeping God's words made her stand still. Hades didn't talk to her about Cupid's Arrow. No matter how much she tossed about by herself, she couldn't think of a better way to make this mistake disappear.

Right, wrong.

This was the first time Persephone heard this correct conclusion from someone else. Everything Hades had done to her was wrong, misplaced, and even absurd.

Hypnos' eyes were also black, but they were much clearer than Death's thick and oppressive pupils, like a bottomless lake, quietly and deeply enveloping everything.

"The main god of Olympos hopes to solve this problem and exempt Hades from the punishment law that has been burned by love. The bright and holy Olympus condenses all the power of faith in the world, and it is the most suitable place to draw arrows, so everyone God entrusted me with a friendly invitation, and I hope you and Hades can go up the mountain and pull out the arrow of love."

Persephone thought that she would be ecstatic, after all, she had been looking forward to the day when she would draw her arrow, but when she saw the real hope, the happy approval disappeared, replaced by bewilderment and some unexpected What to do outside.

Finally she heard her calm voice, "Does Hades know about this?"

Sleeping God nodded seriously, "I have written the invitation on the clay tablet and handed it to Minos."

Minos would regard this invitation from Mount Olympus as a diplomatic business, and place it on Hades's desk where he handles chores.

Persephone knew how quickly Hades handled affairs. He must have seen this invitation, but he didn't tell her.

This was expected. Persephone watched Hades step by step, from desperately wanting to pull out the arrow, not hesitate to use threats to her, and quickly reduced to not even talking about the topic of pulling out the arrow, let her The crazy look of getting anything and everything.

He must have turned a blind eye to the invitation from Olympus.

Persephone asked with a look of embarrassment: "So tell me, do you want me to persuade Hades to draw the arrow?"

If it was just a small problem to draw the arrow on the day of the arrow, the difficulty of this problem is not to say impossible to solve, at least it is at the level of hell.

Hypnos shook his head, "Hades' pain is beyond your control, and you don't need to feel that it is your fault when you face his out-of-control crimes. The shame he suffered from being hurt by the power of Cupid, It is up to him to claim the damaged honor himself."

Persephone was still a bit sluggish in understanding the language here, she was silent for a long time before she understood the meaning of Sleeping God.

To put it bluntly, Hades did everything by himself, and whether he pulls out the arrow or not is his own business. As a victim, she doesn't have to do anything.

So Hypnos was trying to comfort her, telling her not to be too anxious?

Although she is friendly to her, it has once again verified the fact that Hades is not popular.When he was manipulated by the arrow of Cupid, although the judges couldn't be said to be gloating, they were indifferent and added to the fire.

Hypnos rounded up and counted as his subordinates. As a result, Sleepy God directly asked his superior to solve the problem by himself, and don't embarrass others.

The only one who showed hostility towards her...

Persephone couldn't help but look at the god of death, and she really found that his dark eyes were like nails, firmly piercing her body.

She took two steps back slowly and gently, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, you are busy."

After finishing speaking, Persephone turned around and walked forward, walking faster and faster until she reached the end of the corridor when she turned around.

Out of the corner of her vision, she saw the god of death pull out the long sword of the two gods, and pale golden blood splattered out, spreading around like spider webs sticking to the light, entangled the two shadows that were so similar that they couldn't be distinguished .

Weird and beautiful, dark and crazy.

Persephone was in a trance, and felt that he saw Hades, and saw the other side of the entire underworld, as well as these gods who were sinking in this place and could not escape.

When she realized what she was thinking, she reached out and rubbed her face to wake herself up, and left this hairy place without hesitation.

The Grim Reaper's gaze, holding the blade, closely followed her back, and he couldn't control his steps as he moved away, intending to stick it up again.

Hypnos, who was pushed away by the god of death, quickly reached out to embrace him, and said firmly and gently: "Brother, wake up, the hard labor sent by Hades did not make you follow Persephone inseparably." .”

Protect, obey her orders, and solve difficulties for her.

The only thing that can't leave after following her has been exempted by Hades.

Thanadus touched his heart expressionlessly, blood was flowing wantonly, he realized something and looked at Sleeping God, "Don't you not trust the god of Olympus? Why do you encourage her to persuade Hades?" .”

Although Sleeping God said that Persephone was not required to be responsible, saying the "invitation" meant that she had this opportunity to solve the predicament in front of her.

Sleeping God smiled, tenderness seemed to be like a flower blooming on the corner of his lips, "Distrust does not mean that you can't talk. If Hades is really willing to draw the arrow, Hera and Athena Fang are still very willing to help him."

Thanadus thought for a while strangely, and then said: "You only need to place the invitation tablet on Hades's table, and you have completed the task. Why bother to do such a useless thing."

The smile on Sleeping God's face gradually disappeared. When he was not smiling, he was exactly the same as Death God, even the temperature in his eyes was the same.

"Your emotions have increased." Sleeping God raised his hand, gently stroking his pale to ashen cheeks, "anger, boredom, murderous intent, passion, admiration..."

The god of death frowned, his expression was still cold, but he did not refute.

The God of Sleep sighed, "You are the closest god to Hades. Your rights and responsibilities are like the relationship between the entity and the shadow. When he falls into a fanatical love, it will affect your mood."

At the beginning, Hades bestowed part of the priesthood of "death" on Thanadus, and Hades, as death itself, would more or less affect his emotions.

It's just that Hades in the past was a rock that couldn't be heated, and Thanadus was a stiff piece of wood.

But now Hades flew into the flames of love and set himself on fire, causing Thanadus to also burn up, and was forced to have a good impression of Persephone.

Sleeping God has the power of sweet dreams on his fingertips, and he uses the power of sweet dreams to stroke the dark and dead air on the face of Death God inch by inch, restoring the delicate skin of his youth.

"I hope Hades pulls out the arrow and returns to his original state, and you don't have to follow Persephone day and night, feeling the restless pain."

He could see his brother's dreams, and he could feel every slight change in him.Maybe even Pluto didn't know that the subordinates he punished would be so deeply affected by him.

Thanadus suddenly seized Sleepy by the wrist, and threw back his face from his fingers.

"I don't want to fall asleep."

If the hand of the god of sleep touches the eyelids of any life, even Zeus will instantly fall into a boundless sleep.

Hypnos withdrew his hand very calmly, "I'm afraid that if you do something wrong, you will be divided into pieces by Hades and buried under Tartarus. I want you to sleep for a hundred years and forget this feeling."

Reaper stretched out his hand and pressed his chest hard, and only when he heard his brother grunting in pain did he emphasize word by word, "I'm not in a deep sleep."

After finishing speaking, he turned into a mass of empty shadows to chase Persephone, leaving only the seriously injured Sleeping God.

Hypnos sat on the ground full of gravel, he groaned a few times before barely getting over the severe pain, he covered the wound with his hands and sighed, "It's so kind and unblessing."

but……

Hypnos stretched out his bloody hand, and gently touched the flowers that had bloomed just now, the poppies all over the ground.

When Persephone stepped over just now, the vitality entangled his divine power, and the seeds of sleep fell to the ground and bloomed.

"It's really a beautiful divine power." He murmured softly, looking at the blooming flowers intoxicated.

The fallen and gloomy underworld ushered in a bride with bright vitality. Although it was just a mischievous prank by the little Cupid, if Olympus pulled out the arrow from Hades' heart, would that love really disappear completely? ?

The Sleeping God agonized for a while, and finally hugged all the poppies without embarrassing himself, and then left quietly.

He has completed the task of delivery, and he can go back to Olympos to ask Athena for a beautiful woman, watch the beauty of the night together and eliminate worries, and heal the wound by the way.

I hope Hades will see that he and Thanadus are both injured, and don't care about Thanadus' offense to Persephone just now.

-

Persephone walked to the door of the conference hall and saw Minos and Aiacus sitting around the table, discussing official business.

Just as she was about to relax her nervous nerves, she saw another figure covering herself in the shadow elongated by the flames. She immediately turned around, and sure enough, she saw Thanadus standing behind her with a calm face.

It is simply the spirit behind the endless death, brown sugar, can you still let people take a breather.

She feebly stretched out her hand to support the pea tree pole at the door, completely defeated by this guy's unremitting efforts, she stretched out her hand towards the god of death, "Since you have persisted so much, I..."

Death immediately gave her the long sword, fearing that she would not like it, "You attack me."

Even the clay figurines would be smashed to pieces by him, her fists were hardened, wouldn't it be just to chop him twice?Who is afraid of whom.

Death continued: "I will resist."

Holding the sword, Persephone's expression froze, and she slashed at the immortal god. Is she too much for her life?Sure enough, the god of death just wanted to torment her, to take revenge on Hades for being forced to like her.

In a real fight, it is clear at a glance who is the one who resists.

Thanadus had already walked in front of her, and the pea leaf touched his face as cold as a dead thing, giving off a strange green aura.

He stared at Persephone for a long time, as if a patient with high myopia was trying to see something clearly, and finally his slack eyesight had a purpose, and he focused on her face a little bit. This way of staring at her was so serious bordering on paranoid.

"You have to become stronger, I will teach you the swordsmanship of harvesting life."

The god representing vitality is too immature and fragile, whether it was intentional when the primitive god created her, or the result of Olympus' indulgence.When she came to the dark underworld, she had to raise her sword by herself, using violence as the blade and ferocity as the shield, to resist all the gods from using and plundering her.

In the idea of ​​"kindness" and "friendliness" of the god of death, teaching Persephone to kill is a matter that must be done quickly.

This is also what Hades meant, but Pluto, who is obviously in love with Persephone, always has inappropriate soft emotions when he takes on the responsibility of teaching.I don't want her to touch too dangerous weapons to get the necessary growth, so her light attribute cannot be changed for a long time.

Thanadus made a conclusion with a blank face, so he could ask Hades for a duty to teach violence, teach her to learn to bear pain, and use hatred to fight back.

Persephone didn't know why, but saw some kind of persistent expression on Death's cold face, which was weird and penetrating.

Thanadus was ready to teach her for the first time, and there were a few rare emotional fluctuations in his eyes, "Raise your arm vigorously, raise your sword and strike across."

Persefine's fingers trembled a few times, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and there was a crisp sound when the long sword fell to the ground.

The Grim Reaper was dull for a while before looking down at the thrown sword.

Persephone couldn't help but rubbed her sore wrist, "Sorry, it's too heavy to hold."

She really couldn't handle it. The sword was so heavy that she doubted that she was holding two bags of fifteen kilograms of rice in one hand. With her untrained little arms, could she lift two bags of rice?Death also thinks too highly of her.

Thanadus: "..."

For some reason, Persephone saw a dazed emotion in his eyes, as if he had never seen a creature that could not even hold a sword firmly.

Persephone can only sigh, God also has little knowledge, this can also make a fuss.Then she bent down and picked up the sword again. The heavy blade and the unsuitable hilt made her feel awkward.

But the real reason for this awkwardness is strangeness.

An unfamiliar bronze cold weapon, the blade exudes a bloody smell that frightens people from peaceful times. The gold and silver grooves on the sword are luxurious and beautiful, but there are still traces of rough craftsmanship that she is not used to.

Persephone held the sword in both hands to face the god of death in an extremely jerky posture.Then she took a few deep breaths before suppressing all kinds of weak emotions that are not suitable for this world, and said gently to Thanadus: "If you want to teach me to be strong, I will thank you very much."

Facing this strange and cruel world, it is always right to learn more.

Persephone thinks that if things go on like this, she will return to her own world one day. She will be a decathlon iron man, and it will not be easy to find a job by then.

Today is another day of studying hard in order to go home and find a job.