Chapter 661
After staring at the monitoring for nearly half a month, Yasfei has been very proficient in the use of maps, and she has been monitoring the situation on the ground or underground.
"It's boring. "
Asphie's eyes glanced at Hermes, who was moaning on the chaise longue.
"Lord Hermes, surveillance isn't a fun job in the first place. "
"I thought Bell might have some surveillance in the bathroom, but who knew he was so serious. "
You think everyone is like you!
Asfield was slightly speechless and complained in her heart.
"At least Mr. Clony is not like you. Although there are many beautiful women in Olaria, the goddess next to Mr. Clony is the existence that stands at the apex of Olarie, do you think he really needs it?"
"You're wrong, Asphi!"
Hermes, who was lying like a salted fish just now, stood up from the recliner in an instant, like a noble saint, and his body seemed to exude a bright light.
"Your own woman and the woman outside are two different things!"
Scum!
Asfi slammed a slur in her heart, and she strongly condemned Hermes for being a scumbag.
"Lord Hermes, don't say that outside, I think the other goddesses who hear you speak may beat you to death. "
He does not shy away from the contempt in his heart, it is as if the object of his speech is not the main god, but a scumbag that can be seen everywhere.
Hermes didn't care, he often learned about the poisonous tongue of his own regiment leader, and this level was just a daily routine.
"Yasfei, you really don't understand, a man needs to have a broad mind, and the same is true as a hero. Heroes tend to attract a lot of attention from the opposite sex, so in that situation, can the hero let go of those of the opposite sex who are attracted?"
Once again, Aspy has a high level of awareness of Lord Hermes's crookedness.
"I guess that's just your perception of heroes, and Mr. Clony doesn't look like that~. "
But Hermes had a strange smile on his face.
"That's because Bell has extraordinary restraint. Even though he tried his best to avoid having contact with other members of the opposite sex, there were many people of the opposite sex in this Oulari who were attracted to him, and even a goddess had a metamorphosis for him. "
Naturally, Asfi knew who Lord Hermes was talking about.
"Daphne Lalos and Kassandra Ilion of the former Apollo clans. "
"Lily Lukaud of the former Sumo clan. "
"As well as Sanjo Noharu and Isabel Ka, who were formerly members of the Ishtar clan. "
"Lord Hermes, are you talking about these people?"
Hermes nodded with satisfaction at the conclusion of his own regimental leader.
"Yes, that's right. Although the child tried his best to avoid too much contact with anyone of the opposite sex, it still had some effect. "
For the mouth of his main god, he tried to avoid Asphie, but he was a little puzzled.
"Lord Hermes, even if Mr. Clony is reserved, he doesn't have to try to avoid it, right?"
Hermes shook his head slightly.
"Asyphi, you're wrong. The reason why he chose to try to avoid other members of the opposite sex was because of others. "
Asfield frowned, trying to think about the reason, and couldn't help but have a trace of speculation in her mind.
"Is it because of the god Hestia?"
"You guessed that, it's because of Hestia. "
It was not surprising that Asphie, who received the answer from Lord Hermes, was the only one who could influence Bell, and among the entire Eularia, the god Hestia was the only one.
It's just that Hermes seems to have other meanings in his mouth, but this person deliberately sells off, as if waiting for her to ask questions.
was slightly unhappy, but the curiosity in Asfei's heart was also ignited.
"So, what is the reason why Mr. Clony is so desperate to avoid contact with the opposite sex?"
Listening to the impatience and curiosity in the voice of his own regiment leader, Hermes no longer hid it, but the thought of that reason still made him laugh.
"Actually, it's a very simple, very simple reason, the time of life. "
"...... time of life?"
Just like the love between a god and a child of the nether world will not end well, the biggest reason is that the gods and the children of the nether world are fundamentally different. "
Hermes saw that his head still did not understand, so he made the answer a little simpler.
Asfei's eyes widened instantly.
"Is this the reason!?" (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Here's why...... Simplicity?
Hermes admired his head of the regiment in surprise and looked a little stunned, and only slowly looked away after admiring it enough.
"Isn't it simple?"
"Yes...... Why is that?"
"Don't you understand? Yes, after all, you don't have that kind of ambition, but Bell has that unbridled ambition. "
“...... Ambition?"
"yes. The relationship between Bell and Hestia was clear, but the child didn't just want to possess Hestia for decades, but to possess her permanently. "
“！？"
Hermes's words revealed the truth that made Asphie's heart tremble as a mortal.
If that is the case, then Mr. Clooney has a reason to avoid contact with other members of the opposite sex.
But this is still very surprising.
"So, Mr. Cloney, is he putting himself in the position of a god?"
There is no doubt that this kind of thinking is a great rebellion for Olali, who is full of gods, and the idea of being ridiculed or even executed (Cho's Cho).
But the smile on Hermes's face did not have the slightest sneer, but only a strong appreciation.
"That kid was a destined hero. Just like the words in a fairy tale, the child is destined to write a different history, and the hero's future can naturally marry someone for whom he can give everything. "
"What Zeus and Hera could not do will inevitably become the future he wrote. Therefore, the kid was also ready early. "
"Just ...... now"
"Boom !!!"
The sudden explosion resounded throughout Olarie, causing the secret chamber to shake in shock.
Both of them in this room were knocked to the ground by the sudden change.
The unusual tinnitus caused both men to lose their mobility almost simultaneously.
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