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Chapter 259 What is the meaning of the friendship of gods?
In the celestial kingdom.

The god of wine, Hippos, was immersed in the rich wine, and the beautiful maids knelt and waited patiently beside the bath. They were all creations of the god of wine on the earth—Phaon, half-man and half-goat.

A maid pulls the strings and plays a melodious melody. In this palace that looks like a pool of wine and a forest of meat, Sipos enjoys the beauty of wine and women, as well as the unattainable beauty that is nowhere in the world.

"Sippos."

An ethereal and distant cry came from the distant mortal world, and gently fell on the ear of Dionysus.

After going through a long distance, this hoarse shout was so small at this moment, but Dionysus still inevitably frowned.

That voice came from his sons, the demigod pharaohs he left on the earth.

Sipos stood up abruptly from the bath, his muscular sculptural figure was drenched with wine, shining under the lights.

"This voice is... Hero?"

Sipos recalled who the owner of the voice was, it was his grandson and his youngest son.

Just like mortal families, they often dote on the youngest son in the family,

Among his many sons, Sipos loves his youngest son Pedro the most.

Under the love of the house, Hippos, who has always paid little attention to his grandchildren, also pays more attention to Herodo.

Now Pedro's son, Hiro is facing danger, and at this last resort, he called his name.

"However, what kind of crisis is it that makes a demigod call me..."

Sipos muttered, while making guesses, he raised his hand, and the wine water beside him surged up instantly, allowing him to wrap him in it. After a blink of an eye, the whole figure disappeared, as if melting in the water.

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above the earth.

Solamus held the two souls in his hands, quietly waiting for the arrival of an unexpected guest.

Both souls were wailing in the hands of Soramus, and the female ghost was in a particularly miserable situation. The holy nature of the angel made this resentful soul feel unbearable pain just by approaching it.

What's more, she is now held by Soramus, and Soramus also intends to let her feel the despair of being tortured but inescapable.

Soramus slowly walked deeper into the dense forest, slowly approaching the residence where Faon and the female ghost lived.

A two-storey simple but elegant wooden house, a small grape field, and the surrounding dense forests have been opened up. There are no luxuriant trees to block the sun, and the grapes grow gratifyingly because of the abundant sunlight.Inside the hive, there was a buzzing sound.

And behind the wooden house, there was the sound of rushing water. Soramus looked there, it was clear spring water coming from the source, and the sound of hitting stones was refreshing.

Just looking at the monotonous and slightly warm scene in front of them, no one would have thought that a female ghost and her husband—a demigod pharaoh—lived here.

Solamus picked a grape and carefully examined the quality of the grape. Faon is indeed a race created by Dionysus. They know the best techniques for cultivating grapes, and they also know how to make honey far healthier than before. sweet.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind, and the rich aroma of wine permeated the entire dense forest in an instant.

Soramus didn't need to turn his head, and knew who was standing behind him.

One of the gods of the celestial kingdom, the master of wine and pleasure, the weaver of drunken hallucinations, the creator of the Faon race, the god of wine, Sipos.

Dionysus Sippos looked at the blond woman in front of him, and he could hardly detect even the slightest breath of god in her body.

This means that she will not be a member of the gods in the Celestial Kingdom.

Hippos was quite afraid at first, worried that his grandson Hiro would anger a certain god walking on the ground, but now it seems that this kind of fear is nothing more than a useless worry.

"Hello, beautiful lady, the one in your hands is the son of my youngest son, Petro. And I believe you have heard about my origin from my grandson."

Dionysus Sipos introduced himself politely, with a hint of threat in his tone,
"Then can you please introduce yourself and tell me your name? Which god's descendant are you?"

As the god of wine, Hippos has a special liking for pleasure. He is not the kind of god who is irritable and advocates fighting. Because of this, he always maintains his due demeanor and vigilance.

As a demigod, Hiro enjoys the grace of Dionysus, but is forced by the woman in front of him to shout the name of Dionysus.

Hippos believes that the woman in front of him is either a god walking on the earth, or a descendant of a certain god in the celestial kingdom.

Since the former possibility is denied, only the latter remains.

At this time, Soramus turned around slowly. When Hero in her hand saw the figure of the god of wine, Sippos, his eyes were full of gratitude for being saved, and the tortured female ghost, Enduring the pain, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

Soramus looked at the Dionysus Sippos in front of him, and said softly:

"The people call me the Daughter of the Water Goddess, and regard me as their Saint.

But all this has nothing to do with me,
No one will ever know my real name. "

In the eyes of the people in this city-state, Soramus is a saint who descended from the sky, so no one knows her origin, and her name has not been mentioned by herself, so people have never known it, even the priests She is only called "Holy Maiden".

Although some priests wanted to ask her name, Soramus flatly refused every time.

Dionysus Sippos stared at her with sharp eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Since you don't want to introduce yourself, can you spare my grandson and his wife.

If they have offended you much, I will make due compensation for you. "

Having said that, Hippos has made up his mind. He wants Soramus to let go of the soul in his hands. This is his bottom line.

Soramus looked at Hippos, and asked slowly:

"So, what kind of compensation will you give me?"

Hippos smiled and said:
"Good wine, fine wine, or the handsome men and women in my creation, as long as you want, you can also get the friendship of a god."

However, Hippos, the god of wine, heard an indifferent response from Soramus.

"What is the meaning of the friendship of the gods?

Compared to their sins,
Your friendship is but hay and straw. "

　Forgot to update, there will be more tonight!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)