[Comprehensive] Open your mouth and take medicine!

"I think Helen has really taken a fancy to you." I looked at El Cid seriously, he didn't give me a look, I could only sigh, "I said, you can't give other girls a look, or A little hypocrisy... I feel so pitiful when I look at her girl, seeing you so fast."

He's still polishing the armor in his hand--by the way, he looks like he likes this set of equipment, and takes it out to polish it or something from time to time--and doesn't reply me a word.

I "tsk" and said, "I said, Helen is the most beautiful woman in this era. Generally speaking, a man with a little pity will at least give her a good face, right? You see, even Hector Be kind to her." Being pretty is taking advantage. .

El Cid always puts on a bad face in front of other delicate beauties, and I feel sorry for Helen.Because no matter what, anyone with eyes can see that she fell in love with El Cid. Paris even sarcastically told me many times that she wanted me to take care of El Cid.

I said... the second child grows on him, how can I care about it, Paris, if you are really upset, you can go directly to Helen and talk to El Cid, bullying me looks like a scumbag, right?

One day I will let you know what it means not to mess with women.

As for El Cid, he has always been relying on his strength, so basically no one except Hector came to him to talk about life and ideals.Well, of course, Hector seems to appreciate him.In contrast, he has no good looks towards me.

If you ask me, after I refused his request to "redempt" El Cid for the second time-well, I thought it was a redemption-you put me in the ranks of the little whores who humiliate the hero.

Damn, Hector, are you gay?Is it gay?Definitely gay, right?

If you want to have sex with him, tell him yourself!Don't come to me!

Apart from the troubles mentioned above, everything else was within expectations—the armies of Troy and Achaia quickly fought, and both sides lost a lot of soldiers—but this is still within the controllable range. After all, the Trojan War was planned by Zeus from the very beginning in order to reduce the population on the earth.

Both of his eyes are fixed on the Trojan War—for me, what I have to do now is try to avoid direct contact with those gods. I'm still pretty terrified of this big cheat that can read my thoughts.

After all... In terms of force value, it is difficult for me to compete with these guys. Even Aphrodite, who is fighting the five scum, has divine power that I can't match.

So it really is still necessary to find a chance to release Typhon?

I reached out and rubbed my temples, and then turned my attention to Alcid, who was polishing his helmet. This guy definitely has a tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder. He polished the armor in his hand until it was shiny. Almost blinded by the reflection, he still focused on the work in hand and ignored my words.

"I said, can you open your mouth to reward me, sir?" I drew my voice, "Don't make your relationship with Helen so rigid, okay?" Reese's gift, she herself is also an existence favored by Aphrodite, and she has received her attention. Besides, the quality of El Cid far exceeds that of many heroes of this era-maybe it can be said that the one who has nothing to do can only be talked about. The goddess who is in love has been brought down.

Aphrodite has come, can Ares be far behind?

He put the helmet on the side of his hand, looked up and finally opened his mouth and said to me, "Do you know that you look like a pimp yourself?"

I just felt that a mouthful of old blood stuck in my throat and almost choked me. I...I...I...pointed at the impatient El Cid with trembling fingers. No, fall!I want him to play a trick with Helen to get out of the bed and lure Aphrodite to come down to find him, then use skills to imprison her and get Ares down as well—I need the power of Ares to help me get out Mount Einat pressing down on Typhon ahhhhhhhhh!fall!

Why the hell did I fall in love with him in the first place!My old lady hates Saint Seiya to death, okay?My old lady hates this kind of upright man, okay?My old lady hates this kind of man who is honest in face and honest in heart, okay? ! ! ! ! !

After roaring in my heart, I still stood up, put my hands on his shoulders with a smile, "Tell me honestly, what do you want?" If he wants his first love girlfriend, I will also make him a new one. I put my hand on his shoulder, my fingers are cold, but his shoulder is warm to the touch, "I will satisfy you no matter what you want-but from now on After that, I hope you don’t use your three views to interfere with what I do—what I’m going to do is beyond what human beings can bear.” Athena can be optimistic about me, so maybe other gods can too Be optimistic about others.

The first person I thought of was Sima Jian, he was just like me—I knew from the very beginning that he and I were inseparable, there was always a battle.

It is better to let him be this "god" than to let me be. ,

...Well, speaking of the issue of becoming a girlfriend.I thought it was weird from the beginning, almost all the legends have the myth of using clay to make people, but since then, no one is born in the way of "creation" - they are all "born" reproduced in this way.

Even between the protoss and the protoss, new gods emerge through the path of "birth"—what does this mean?This means that there may be a force in the dark that controls everyone, including the gods-Zeus created Pandora and almost pulled the entire Olympus into the water, throwing away some crap like stating a position, I think there is another One possibility is more reliable.

D.

This so-called "rule" cannot impose sanctions on all people if they have participated in this period that they could not and did not have the right to participate in.

What's more, there are many in-situ mother gods participating in it.

In other words, the so-called "power of creation" will not change, and will not migrate with human understanding of certain gods. If there is a so-called god of creation, then it is probably the oldest "power of creation" Chaos" - Strictly speaking, Chaos is not even a god, he is just chaos, a big void.

Almost all the gods of creation in mythology are related to chaos, but only one "god" broke free from this pattern.

He said there must be light, so there is light.

This is naked|naked|naked, using the power of consciousness to create unconscious products-this one again forms a paradox with the rules I summarized above.

However, these legends were formed relatively late, and cannot be compared with some ancient myths. I think I may have fallen into some dead corner of thinking.

When I thought of this, a hand waved in front of me, and I suddenly looked back at him, "What's the matter?" I blinked and looked at El Cid who was still expressionless, he He snorted, "You seem to be in a daze very easily recently."

I can't explain to you that I'm thinking about how to decode the real world view of this game, can I?That's a very complicated thing.

When thinking of this, I heard El Cid sigh, "What do you want?"

Well, Lou was tilted back by him again, I raised my eyebrows and wanted to hear what he wanted, and then I watched him look down at my hands, and he whispered in a voice reminiscing about the past , "What I once wanted was to sharpen my hands to the extreme and become a real holy sword that cuts everything."

I nodded and continued to listen to him.

"In the City of Sunfire, a swordsmith once said something about brittle swords and strong swords-he meant, I am a brittle sword, sharp but easy to break-afterwards, I felt that I Already a tough sword." He looked up, and for the first time, I saw a smile on his face, albeit a wry one.

He smiled...pretty nice.

"But now it seems that no matter whether it is a brittle sword or a tough sword, it is hard to escape the fate of being corroded."

He reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me into his arms.One pair of rough hands hugged my waist, and the other held my face—the calluses on them were too thick, and when I touched my face, I felt like I was cut by a knife blade. Illusion, his lips touched mine.

Then quickly let go.

"What do I want?" His voice sounded both self-deprecating and mocking, covering...emotions that I couldn't understand for the first time.

"I want you."