Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Apollo was really in a bad mood.

He looked at Diarmuid's appearance, which most of the gods could not match, and thought of what Ali Cumon had said before praising Diarmuid, he pursed his lips.

Diarmuid took a look at the Supreme God who hadn't restrained his momentum even after he turned into a human, and quickly looked away, feeling not very good.

He was so familiar with this look, the way Finn looked at him back then was like that of Apollo at this time, calm but trembling in the heart.

——Diarmuid is not afraid, but he hates this look very much.

Back then, Granny made a vow to him. Even if he really fell in love with Granny at first sight, he didn't want to accompany her at first, but the suggestions from his friends made him let go of the vague hesitation in his heart, even though Dior Rhine foresaw His death didn't stop him from taking Granny out of the marriage she didn't want.

Since then, when he saw Finn—the man who should have married Granny, the leader he followed, Finn looked at him just like Apollo now.

Diarmuid lowered his eyes when he thought of Ali Kumona's gentleness and kindness that was different from other gods.

He had nothing to say, the gods would never reason with humans, and they believed in their hearts that if a human was wrong, then the human was wrong.

There is no excuse.

Diarmuid's double guns were placed aside, and the sharp tips of the guns shone coldly as the bonfire danced.

Apollo looked at Diarmuid, who was kneeling on one knee and lowering his head to show his fragile neck, to show his tameness, and squinted his eyes.

Alikumon noticed that Rhea had left, but after waiting for a long while, Apollo did not come out. He glanced at the shadow cast by the bonfire on the hood, and clicked his tongue lightly.

"Apollo." He stuck his head out and looked up at Apollo, "Sleep."

As if awakened, Apollo's eyes left Diarmuid at the moment he heard Ali Kumon's voice, snorted very lightly, and bent over into the tent.

Ali Kumon watched Apollo come in, glanced at the place, and was relieved to find that no small tent had been set up.

He turned back to Diarmuid, who was looking at him, and smiled consolingly, and retracted his head.

Diarmui was stunned for a moment, and his lips, which were straightened because of nervousness, raised a gentle arc.

But there are exceptions.

He thought, look, aren't there still gods who are friendly to humans?The gods of the Exiled Lands are not all self-centered psychos.

Diarmuid's gaze lingered on the tent for a while before he looked back. He took a branch beside him and fiddled with the bonfire that was about to go out.

Apollo obviously noticed the previous interaction between Ali Kumon and Diarmuid, frowned irritably, clicked his tongue, stretched his arms and directly wrapped him into his arms, holding him tightly.

"If you want something from the Effie Empire, I'll just ask the Holy See to get it for you." Apollo buried his head in Alikumon's neck, his voice sounding muffled.

"Not everyone is a believer in light, Apollo." Ali Kumon was held in Apollo's arms, and he wanted to turn around to face him, but he was so tightly bound that he couldn't even turn around.

Apollo let out a soft snort, "It will be enough to perform a miracle at that time, are you afraid that he won't give it?"

"..." Ali Kumeng was silent for a while, sighed, and stretched out his hand to cover Apollo's hand around his waist, "It will be difficult for the Holy See to do it."

"Does it have something to do with me?" Apollo snorted, "Human minds are so easy to control, as long as you have power in your hands, are you afraid of their rebellion?"

"The Holy See of Light..."

"The Holy See has stood firm on this continent, it has existed since the beginning, and there has never been a problem." Apollo said, "What do you think is the reason?"

"..." Alikumeng was silent.

Of course he knew why.

Because human beings cannot live without light.

Without light, the world would become a dead silence.

After all, darkness cannot become the mainstream of this world.

"So you don't have to worry at all." Apollo chuckled a few times, "If it's difficult or even makes me shrink because of such a little thing, then what do you want these human believers to do?"

"..." Ali Kumeng was silent for a while, and then asked softly again: "Apollo, do you know why I am so nice to humans?"

Apollo paused.

"Because I was a human before," said Alikumon, "I was a human before, Apollo."

It is not only because of the trading procedure that Ali Kumon is willing to make an equivalent exchange with others, but also because of Ali Kumon's natural closeness to human beings.

"You..." Apollo was not too surprised by this reason, in fact, he had already had such a guess.

But Apollo was a little surprised to be said so—surprised that Ali Kumon had told him bluntly.

"So if the king of the Effie Empire doesn't want to hand over things to me, I won't force him." Alikumon felt the strength in his waist loosen a lot, turned over and looked at Apollo, "Do you care?" ?”

Care that I used to be human.

"No." Apollo shook his head, "I will accompany you."

After hearing this, Ali Kumeng smiled and bent his eyebrows, looking soft and clean in the faintly dancing halo.

"I just don't really want to..." Apollo paused, and hugged him tightly again, "I don't really want you to get too close to that knight."

Ali Kumon was stunned for a moment, then hugged Apollo back and nodded.

There was a sense of tranquility in the tent.

"Are you willing to be the new Queen of Heaven?" Ali Kumon was drowsy, but Apollo suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Ali Kumon was taken aback, and his first reaction was to stare at Apollo with wide eyes: "You want me to marry Zeus?"

"No, marry me." Apollo said, "I will blow Zeus down when I go back."

"..." Ali Kumon felt that Apollo's proposal at this time and place was too unexpected for him.

"After we return safely, Zeus will definitely not let it go." Apollo pursed his lips, "I will protect you."

"..." Alikumeng was silent for a while, thinking that he was too spineless to just follow suit, but he felt that there was nothing he could not agree to.

It's not that he is not worried that Apollo will have problems after he goes back-he has never believed in the emotional loyalty of Zeus's gods.

Still, he was willing to see if Apollo would be an exception.

The big deal is that Apollo really got out of the wall, he just broke Apollo's little sun and left that world.

He is not one to let go.

Ali Cumon thought so, leaned into Apollo's arms, and nodded.

Apollo inexplicably felt a chill all over his body.

The firelight leaking in from outside the tent was jumping, and the warm orange radiance fell on the intertwined blond hair of the two gods inside the tent, like the flowing morning light, which made people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts.

Outside the tent, Diarmuid, who had long lost hearing of the gods, stood up from the campfire, and dug out a stack of thick parchments from the pile of luggage that couldn't be stuffed into the storage ring.

The scrolls are engraved with traces of magic.

He wrote down everything that happened today on the parchment scroll. After thinking about it, he glanced at the quiet tent, but he still didn't write down his worries in the end.

After checking the letter to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, Diarmuid rubbed a small seal in the lower right corner of the parchment and tore it.

Then the parchment suddenly disappeared in his hand.

The scroll is engraved with the magic of space, so it cannot be put into the storage ring.

Diarmuid stared blankly at the empty hands for a while, sat back in front of the bonfire, retracted his guns, took out the knife bestowed by the king, wiped it carefully, and waited quietly for the dawn to come.

The sun pierced the morning mist and cast its light on the peaceful and sleeping forest.

The knights who had a good work and rest quickly recuperated and began to pack their things.

Their branch leader resolutely decided to leave the forest after meeting these two gods-in fact, they had no choice.

The gods don't need much sleep, but Ali Kumon is obsessed with it, so he sleeps soundly.

Apollo hugged Alicumon and closed his eyes for a while, until the movement of the knights getting up caused the two to open their eyes together.

"The God of Light." Seeing Apollo coming out, the knights saluted in unison.

Apollo nodded to them and didn't say much.

Ali Kumon glanced at Diarmuid, and found that Diarmuid's eyes were also on him, and unconsciously glanced at Apollo.

Sure enough, the narrow-minded god frowned.

"I didn't see you caring so much when he was chasing Zeus before." Ali Kumon didn't pay attention to Diarmuid, but followed Apollo, saying so.

"He's not you," replied Apollo, very pleased that Alicumon had noticed his displeasure at once and avoided Diarmuid.

Diarmuid was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood after seeing Apollo's expression.

Then he silently added a little favorability to Ali Kumon in his heart.

Aware of current affairs, caring for people, gentle with others, and not contemptuous of human beings.

Diarmuid felt that Ali Cumon was the kindest god he had ever seen.

If he hadn't already pledged allegiance to King Efe, it would be a pretty good choice to be a Templar Knight for Alicumon.

"Let's go directly to the capital." Ali Kumeng looked back at Diarmuid with a questioning look, "I want to meet your king."

When Diarmuid heard this, he looked at Ali Kumon nervously, "Excuse me, do you want to...?"

Apollo frowned, and opened his mouth to spray stupid humans.

Then Ali Kumon quickly covered his mouth.

"I want to make a deal with your king." Alikumon smiled gently, "It won't hurt him."

Diarmuid nodded, looked away and called the knights to pack up their things and set off on their way home.

The way back is much easier than the way back.

The monsters cleverly avoided the two gods, allowing them to move forward unimpeded.

However, this alone is not enough to make Diarmuiduo completely relieved.

The second branch of the Royal Knights, the head of the lucky E branch, Diarmuid Odina, walked behind the two gods, a little sad.

He was thinking about how to persuade Ali Kumon to meet the king alone when he arrived in the capital, without bringing the Supreme God of Light beside him who would definitely cause conflicts between the Holy See and the Empire.

He probably needs to find an opportunity to talk to the god who is close to humans.

—When Apollo was not with Alicumon.

Mr. Diarmuid, who is deeply worried about his country, feels like his heart is about to break.

The author has something to say: Ali Kumon: I think there is a great possibility that the little sun will be broken in the future.

Apollo: No daughter-in-law, you trust me.

Diarmuid: I feel a little sad.

Knight: I feel that the head of the branch is going to die again. I'm so tired. I really don't want to go on missions with the head of the branch.

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