Zongman: Only My Hero Game

And just as their discussions were noisy, the child by the fire quietly opened his eyes.

He casually stretched out his small arms and stretched his waist, and then looked at everything in front of him with curiosity and confusion.

Every emissary who looked at him would subconsciously lower his head, that sight was too pure and beautiful, and it was difficult for them to look at him.

At this time-

Suddenly the wind outside the room picked up.

At the same time, the flames in the room became violent with a bang.

Just as the villagers were surprised, an extremely beautiful and tall woman walked in.

She has beautiful long hair like flames, which hangs down her head to her waist.

Her face was impeccably dazzling, and her eyes carried a hint of majesty but also strands of gentleness.

These two rather contradictory feelings merged perfectly in her eyes that were as bright and beautiful as flames.

The people hurriedly saluted him.

"Lord Hestia."

This woman is the oldest and most sacred god on Mount Olympus today.

She is the eldest daughter of Cronus and the eldest sister of Demeter, Hera, Hades, Poseidon and Zeus.

She is Hestia, the goddess in charge of all stoves in the world.

Hestia waved his hand, so that all the envoys found the sides.

And she went straight to the child by the fire.

She walked through the flames and gently embraced the boy.

Under the illusion of the flame, the envoys seemed to see Hestia smiling, but they were not sure.

"I took this child away. Forget what happened today."

The goddess carried the child away.

The envoys who stayed in the room were all in a kind of confusion.

Why are they here?

……

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Chapter 120 The perfect son who grows up, the goddess mother who doesn't want to show~ (Second update, please subscribe!)

In a temple on Mount Olympus.

Hestia gently put down the boy in his arms, and the boy sat obediently and peacefully in the center of the tapestry woven from vitex flowers.

His eyes are the deepest and darkest color, as if there are endless secrets hidden inside, but when looking at people, they are extremely pure and beautiful.

He smiled softly towards Hestia, that face with baby fat was full of the most childlike loveliness and joy.

Hestia was looking into the boy's eyes, and for a moment her heart seemed to melt.

This is her temple, where she can reveal herself without any pretense.

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, and there was countless love and affection on that flawless face.

"God, my baby, where the hell are you from?"

Extremely gentle and extremely doting words came out of Hestia's mouth.

She has been completely attracted by the boy in front of her.

She didn't expect that she would meet such a gem-like baby during an unexpected trip.

Any Greek who was familiar with the Twelve Gods of Mount Olympus knew it.

Hestia is one of the gods who don't like to come out the most, not one of them.

Compared to her younger brothers and sisters, Hestia is extremely quiet.

Even she never participated in the banquet of the gods of Olympus.

After all, this virgin goddess chose Quiet to be a 'house goddess' just because she disliked the gods' messing around at the banquet.

But just today.

When Hestia was watching the world through the fire in the Temple of Self as always, she suddenly had a strange feeling——

She should go down the hill for a walk.

For the gods, any intuition is not produced suddenly, and there must be a reason for it.

So Hestia complied.

She walked out of the temple, but concealed her trace.

Because she didn't want the gods to know that she was out.

That would only cause trouble for Hestia.

In this way, Hestia walked down the path of Mount Olympus.

She walked through the forest and through the meadow.

Finally, they walked along the stream to the envoy's residence at the foot of the mountain.

Finally, she found the child there.

The moment he saw this child, Hestia understood why she had such an intuition.

It's because of the child in front of me

"Acridine~"

The boy can't speak yet, but it is precisely because of this that he is extremely cute at this time.

He spoke meaningless baby words, and he followed the trend and stretched out his hand to the goddess in front of him.

That's what it means to hug.

Hestia's body felt a little weak for a moment, and she immediately stepped forward to hug the child.

"Oh~~acridine~~"

The child was waving his arms happily in her arms.

Hestia looked at the child's eyes and face with a subconscious smile all the time.

There was an unprecedented emotion surging in her heart.

Why not...let her be the child's mother.

Hestia gently rubbed her cheek against the child's cheek.

The momentary contact shocked Hestia's heart even more.

The consideration in my heart just now turned into determination in an instant!

That's right, she will be the child's mother in the future!

then....

Without the knowledge of any god or anyone, the oldest of the Twelve Goddesses had a child....

Hestia fed the child herself.

She gave the child the best things offered by the mortal believers, and at the same time she gave the child many treasures distributed by Mount Olympus to the gods.

The child grew up extremely healthy and strong under Hestia's care.

Hestia also noticed the abnormality of the child's body.

Even if there is a reason for her to feed it herself, it is not strong enough to shake the temple.

This kind of divine power is just like the Titans back then...

Where did this kid come from?

This puzzle has been on Hestia's mind since the first day he picked up the child.

But watching the child grow up day by day, Hestia gradually gave up thinking about it.

This is her child, isn't it?

Hestia already took it for granted...

So she never told the child his origin.

It went on like this for seven years.

The child was named Hojo by Hestia.

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This was the first name that came to Hestia's mind when he wanted to name the child.

She didn't know why this name came to her mind, but she just followed her intuition and called the other party Hojo.

But as Hojo grew up, Hestia inevitably felt worried.

Hojo's growth made Hestia very satisfied. He showed a perfect growth, not only physically strong, but also his wisdom and etiquette were growing simultaneously.

It's just...he's still as beautiful as he was when he was a baby.

It was an incomparable face, even though it was very young, it was enough to fascinate any mortal and gods.

Such characteristics are fine in the mortal world, relying on Hojo's physical talent, he is enough to defeat those who try to mistreat him.

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Just on Mount Olympus...not so good...

Hestia's main target was his younger brother.

Her brother Zeus, who is too happy and loves beauty.

It can be said that in the whole of Greece, no one is unaware of Zeus's dedication to beauty.

Even a three-year-old child can tell the anecdote that Zeus once had a love affair with a horse.

Zeus also allowed these various rumors to spread.

I don't know whether he is too casual or proud of it.

Anyway, Hestia was very worried that his Hojo would be discovered by Zeus.

However, the more you worry about something, the more you worry about it...

this day.

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, and Artemis, the goddess of the moon, came to the temple of Hestia.

They are all rare virgins on Mount Olympus.

So they have a pretty good relationship with each other.

The purpose of their coming here is to invite Hestia to attend the banquet of the gods to be held tonight.

What Hestia had done earlier was to let Hojo hide and not come out.

This is not only to protect Hojo, but also for Hestia's selfishness.

Hestia really didn't want anyone to find Hojo.

In this way, no one can compete with her for Hojo.

But while Hestia was chatting with Athena and Artemis.

Hojo was still found....

......

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