Chapter 145
Chapter 145 My Face… Restored?!!
After dealing with these things and seeing that there was nothing to do in the basement, Bell left temporarily.
Not long after Bell left the room, Hephaestus, who had just been immersed in sleep, opened his eyes.
Hephaestus, who opened his eyes, did not sit up directly, but looked at the sleeping guy next to him.
“This guy is really big-hearted.”
Even Hephaestus didn’t know whether to use a big heart or a heart and no lungs to describe Hestia.
But after feeling the coolness of his legs, Hephaestus glared fiercely at some fool who was still asleep.
Thinking of the sight he felt just now, Hephaestus’ free feet did not know where to place, in short, it was very embarrassing.
Immediately, Hephaestus waited fiercely for Hestia, who was still sleeping soundly
If it weren’t for this idiot and her grabbing the quilt, she wouldn’t be so embarrassed.
“By the way, what was that child doing in front of me just now~?”
At this time, Hephaestus remembered that Bell seemed to be standing by her bed just now, not knowing what she was doing.
The nerves of adventurers are relatively sensitive, so Hephaestus also tried her best to keep herself asleep just now, which also made her not know what happened just now.
However, Hephaestus vaguely remembered that the hair on the right side of his face seemed to have been ruffled.
This memory made Hephaestus subconsciously touch the hair covered on the right side of his face.
“！？”
When she first touched the right side of her face, Hephaestus’s hand trembled slightly, and she did not touch her mask.
“What about my mask?”
The mask on her face didn’t know where it went, so just now Bell ruffled her hair and saw her right face? Hephaestus felt a momentary panic for no reason.
The right side of her face is the last thing she wants people to see.
Because her right face is simply a gathering of the ugliest things in the world, and it is the last thing Herstus wants people to see.
“So, did the kid see it?”
Hephaestus subconsciously covered her ugly right face with her hand, but she was stunned when her hand really touched her skin.
“Is my right cheek so smooth?”
This question made Hephaestus involuntarily come to the spirit, and his hand carefully touched the skin on the right side of his face.
The bumpy feel that used to be within reach has completely disappeared, replaced by the usual smooth skin.
“This, this is true?”
Hephaestus naturally knew what those things on his right face were.
It was something that had been parasitic on her face since she was born.
Once upon a time, she also asked other gods to help her heal her hideous right face, but any of the treatments had no effect, and instead produced a strong curse on the gods who touched her right face.
Over time, Hephaestus gave up on treating the right side of his face.
It was also because of the ugliness of his right face, which made Hephaestus always wear a mask that covered half of his face, in order not to let people see his right face.
But today her right face feels very wrong!
Hephaestus was more careful and touched the right side of his face more carefully.
After confirming it repeatedly, she also understood that her face really did not have the potholes of the past
The look of the depression.
This made Hephaestus take a deep breath and carefully sit up from the bed and go to the side of the closet.
Next to the wardrobe was a floor-to-ceiling mirror, the mirror that Hestia used to adjust her clothes every morning.
Because Hephaestus didn’t like to see the right side of her face, there was not a single mirror installed in her residence.
Hephaestus carefully closed his eyes and came to the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
After taking a deep breath, carefully open your eyes.
The picture that entered the eye made Hephaestus stunned.
Her hideous and terrifying right face has become the same as her left face, and it looks so… So ordinary.
“It’s really good…”
Hephaestus couldn’t believe his eyes.
It is clear that he has made so many efforts in the Celestial Realm in the past, but it obviously has no effect on the right face.
But why, today the right side of the face is… Is it that child!?
Hephaestus’ thoughts froze for a few seconds, and her consciousness finally made her understand who was helping her.
“That kid. He stood by my bed to do these things.”
Now Hephaestus knew why the child was standing next to her, all to help her heal the right side of her face…
Looking at his jade-like right face, Hephaestus couldn’t help but show a bright smile.
There is no goddess who does not care about her appearance.
In fact, the psychology of comparison between goddesses is also very serious.
The same is true of Hephaestus, but because of the right side of her face, she has always suppressed this emotion. It was from that time that Hephaestus had been putting his mind on forging.
Although the forging technique was getting better and better, Hephaestus could never forget the right side of his face.
But now that a child in the Nether Realm had actually cured her right face, how could Hephaeus not be excited?
Hephaestus looked at his smooth and white right face, but there was a trace of entanglement floating on his face.
“Then I… How can I thank that child?”
“Help him forge a weapon?”
Such an idea was directly rejected by Hephaestus.
After all, the “Hestia Blade” in that child’s hand was the most suitable weapon she had given that child to create.
The extra forging doesn’t make any sense, and it’s not used many times in ordinary battles.
As an expert in weapon forging, Hephaestus is even more entangled because she knows this.
Because she is only good at forging weapons and equipment, she will not do anything other than these things.
So Hephaestus suddenly didn’t know how to thank the child, at least find a way to express his emotions.
“How about I give him my blessing?”
But thinking of this, Hephaestus remembered Hestia.
The blessing of the gods is not given directly when it is said, and the so-called “blessing” is actually an expression of love.
Hephaestus’ facial muscles twitched slightly, and then glanced at Hestia, who was still asleep on the bed, and she had made her decision.
Since that child gave her something she could not have, what about blessing herself?
“Hestia, I just gave that child my blessing, it doesn’t mean anything.”
After making the corresponding mental construction, Hephaestos found his trousers and put them on, and walked up without thinking too much.
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