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Chapter 149 The Authority Of Love Actually Belongs To Me

Lemnos island.

Hephaestus sat down leisurely on the threshold of the temple after throwing the spear of war god from his head to hint at the giant god who lifted up the sky.

He fell silent, basking in the moonlight, in the scent of burning spices from the temple lights.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why did Nix, the goddess of the night, show up again?Didn't she decide to go to the depths of chaos to escape the disasters of this world?

What else does she want to do?Dislike that the present world is not chaotic enough?
If possible, Hephaestus wanted to ask her personally.

He remembered Nix's direction deep into the chaos, and he could find it.

There were light footsteps behind him.

It was Clotho.She walked out of the temple carrying the streamer lamp, and the flickering lights reflected her graceful shadow in the temple.

"It's late at night, go to sleep."

"Sister Hestia and Sister Aglaia are both asleep."

Hearing her soft and melodious voice like a bird singing, Hephaestus smiled softly.He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his troubles drifted away in his heart.

"I can't sleep," he said.

There was a moment of silence behind him, followed by a soft breath approaching.

The streamer was placed at his feet, and Clotho sat next to Hephaestus, admiring the moon with him.

"What, something happened?"

"There are some minor problems, and your mother god has appeared."

Clotho froze. "is it serious?"

"Nothing serious."

Hephaestus smiled sideways at Clotho: "I won't embarrass you."

"Can you write a letter to Epimetheus for me? You have to send it to him yourself, and take the history books with you."

Cloto stood up gracefully holding the streamer lamp: "I'm so happy."

She walked into the temple and spread clean white paper on the wooden tables piled up everywhere.

These white papers came from the mortal world, from Chiron's mother Phylula, as did the spices that burned in the lamps of the temple.

Although this goddess came from the dust, she is worthy of being a goddess from ancient times.It only took a short time for her to adapt to the pattern and changes of today's world. She is good at dancing, calling friends, and joining the disputes to seize the belief of souls.

When a deity seeks to achieve a purpose, his impetus is terrible.He can easily disregard the geographical limitations for mortals and spread beneficial things with ease.

Paper and perfume, these things may not belong to the goddess, but they can be spread in her hands and become her powerful weapons to seize faith.

This is also one of the certain relationships that do exist between mortals and gods on the earth today.

Mortals radiate their creativity, and the gods promote the creations produced by their creativity to radiate a wider area. Mortals get real interests that can satisfy themselves, while gods get real vanity and belief.

This is not a rare case, most of the gods have done like Fylula, aiming to use faith to take over new authority.

For example, the beauty of the root goddess, the perfume and paper in charge of today's Felula are obtained in this way.

This is a real power. Crotor originally thought about getting involved, but Hephaestus has always kept his faith secret. In addition, he later understood the secrets of authority and could create new authority by himself. This thought was overcome Lotto let go.

She picked up the pen and asked Hephaestus, who had been looking up at the bright moon at the threshold of the temple, "What to write?"

Hephaestus pondered: "Hmm..."

"Just be careful with Gaia, he will understand."

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"Pay attention to your step." Clotho wrote this line on the white paper.She folded the paper again, hiding it in the void of history.

Then she approached Hephaestus: "Actually, I can just go there, this letter written by me is really unnecessary."

"Not necessarily." Hephaestus responded to her.

"I've always wanted to emphasize your status. Although the outside world thinks highly of you, it's not high enough."

"Before this, whether it was my mother or Epimetheus who knew me well, although they respected you, they still valued my wishes more. If I am gone, they will definitely hesitate at your words."

"However, the world is changing endlessly. I can't stay in the same place all the time. Now I want to tell them that seeing you is like seeing me, and there is no need to hesitate."

"You are not my only favored one, but my other half."

Cloto asked in silence: "Is this really good? Give me such a great power."

Hephaestus turned to look at her face: "Isn't this bad? Isn't that what the pursuit of power is all about?"

They looked at each other in silence.It was the goddess who was defeated first. She lowered her head, not daring to meet Hephaestus' calm eyes.Those eyes seemed to have magic power, which made her blood flow faster in the heart tube, made her breath hot, almost burning.

Hephaestus did not look at her.

He turned and looked back at the sky, his eyes fell on the clouds of Wumeng.Only then did Clotho realize that what he was looking at was not the moon, but the sky behind the moon, but the rising moon happened to block it.

Clotho remembered that it was the direction of her mother Nix, the goddess of the night, into the chaos.

Maybe...not a small problem.

She approached Hephaestus and hugged him from behind, she rubbed the hot pinnae of Hephaestus' cheek, and whispered softly, barely audible: "Go ahead and do it, don't mind me."

"We can't afford to lose, and neither can you."

Hephaestus went to hold her hand: "You should go."

"Bring the letter this time, you don't need to bring it next time."

"Take the time history book, and call me if there is something wrong."

"Always remember that I am a part of your power, summoning me is your ability, there is no need to use it."

"In this world, no matter how strong a person is, he is still one person. You only need to add another person to him, and the strength of the two people will definitely be stronger than him before."

"Buying the few with the more is a skill and an honor."

Clotho's face came closer from behind, and they kissed together: "I understand," she said.

inside the temple.

After the decoration, there is a room in the deep part of the temple that can see the threshold all the way, and even pass through the threshold to see the ocean facing the gate of the temple.

Hestia and Aglaia lived here together.

The two lay on the small bed and looked at the two outside through the crack of the door.

Hestia nudged Aglaia on the side with his elbow: "Look, how harmonious they are together, they almost smell like each other."

Aglaia rolled her eyes: "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Hestia teased, "Aren't you surprised?"
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"Why should I be surprised?"

"Surprised they are together."
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"Is this weird? Or do you think I'm stupid?"

"Aren't you stupid?"
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"Then are you stupid?"

"Of course I'm not stupid."

The corner of Aglaia's mouth curled up: "Then why am I stupid?"

"I'll tell you a secret." Aglaia paused. "The authority of love actually lies with me."

"..."

"It is indeed a secret." Hestia replied.

(End of this chapter)