Cyd, who felt bad, lost his frightened soul. Listening to the maid's tone, there was only Hephaestus in it, so he could only bump into Hephaestus! But...

Cyd fell silent as he felt the soft touch on his face.

He should be lying on the lap of God of Fire Hephaestus at the moment, but what's the matter with the jade legs that can be played with his face for a lifetime, and there is no big baby...

Is it possible...

A drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down Cyd's forehead.

God of Fire Hephaestus is a girl!

"How long are you going to lie down, this is just an ugly thing, and it has no value for you to miss," a hoarse voice sounded from Cyd's head.

"I'm sorry!"

Cyd shuddered and hurriedly lifted the head. At this time, he also saw the face of Hephaestus, who was only a finger away from his face.

It is very beautiful, like the delicate face of the most perfect doll made by craftsmen from all over the world, but it seems that it is because this world is not allowed to appear such perfect things, like flames Covered her left cheek.

"Ugly face right," Hephaestus laughed at himself.

"I think it's beautiful," Cyd subconsciously begins.

Hephaestus was stunned. Although she couldn't read her mind, she still knew what was true and what was false.

Cyd is telling the truth. Unlike the ingratiating heroes who have begged her to build weapons in the past, this young man with hair as pure as snow is telling the truth.

So she didn't know what expression to show, so she could only look at Cyd quietly.

And Cyd looked at Hephaestus silently, just because his brain was empty.

What did I just do?

The cold sweat had already soaked his back.

The most terrible thing is that his hand is still pinched on Hephaestus's thigh! Although it feels delicate and elastic, and it is still warm, but! This is Goddess's leg!

It's still light to turn into a mouse after touching the body of a Greek Goddess!

In this way, Cyd and Hephaestus kept Cyd's hands on Hephaestus' legs, lifted the head and looked at Hephaestus. Hephaestus leaned forward slightly and looked at Cyd's posture for a while.

"I see," Hephaestus tilted his head as if admitting defeat, "you can back off a little."

"Mmmmmmm!" Cyd pecked like a chicken Mi general nodded vigorously, and at the same time let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

"It's too far." Seeing that Cyd was about to retreat to the bronze door, Hephaestus reluctantly looked the head and pointed to a meter in front of him, "Stand here."

"Okay, okay!" Cyd, who was already guilty, quickly came to the position designated by Hephaestus, and then one-knee kneels fell to the ground.

Hephaestus was stunned.

"Why do you want to do this?"

"Isn't this where you are...in a wheelchair, it's not good to look down on the dive fruit," Cyd said, embarrassed. scratching the back of his head.

This is probably the first time in his life that Hephaestus has been dazed so many times because of a human being.

The heroes who came to her in the past just regarded her as a blacksmith who provided weapons. Even if they patted their chests and said they would give tribute, they were just asking for her, and they almost lost them afterwards. reaction.

But the young man in front of him is different, and has been different from others since eight years ago.

"Human, you make me very unhappy," Hephaestus stared at Cyd dissatisfied with one hand on his face.

I am God, perfect God, why can you shake my heart?

Sure enough! ! !

Although his legs began to tremble, Cyd still showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"How am I going to make up for you, great God of Fire Hephaestus?"

"Answer my question," Hephaestus raised his lips, "you should know, I am What kind of god, the ugly face makes people unable to look directly..."

Sorry, I just want to poke the eyes of those who spread rumors.

"Because these legs were no different from ornaments in the past," Hephaestus gently brushed his slender legs with another hand.

Gudong...

Even if I kept warning myself to manage myself rationally, but when I saw Hephaestus' slender fingers stroking his beautiful white legs like a piano, Cyd subconsciously swallowed, and then pressed his body awkwardly.

Hephaestus was stunned again. Cyd's small movements did not escape her eyes, but she was even more confused.

Why would this man treat a crippled...

I can't understand...

Hephaestus sighed and held Cyd's face with both hands.

"I'll ask this question when I think about it."

"Huh?"

"About your punishment will be decided after you give me the answer. "

"ehhhhhh!"

Chapter 17 God Strikes Iron

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The hammer and the red-hot iron The moment the blocks collided, dazzling sparks splashed, and the scorching lava continued to splash from the surrounding cracks as the hammer continued to smash.

“Turn the hammer a little to the left,” Hephaestus, with his eyes closed, tapped on the armrest in his wheelchair.

"Okay, Hephaestus-sama," Cyd twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his hammer, which was bigger than his head, and hit the red-hot iron block in front of him.

"Boom---"

lava spewed out again, Cyd's eyes twitched, and his head avoided the splashing lava.

"That...Hephaestus-sama what the hell am I doing?" Cyd helplessly said.

"Strike the iron," Hephaestus opened his eyes, his eyes like flames looked lazily towards Cyd with his upper body naked.

"I was wondering what's the point of doing this," Cyd glanced at the iron block he had smashed that looked like broken eggs. "I never learned to make weapons."

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"Relax, all the rubbish you made will be rebuilt," Hephaestus pointed to the pile of...

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