Chapter 132 This Vulcan is not ugly at all?
No matter how many times he tried, Eros always felt that being charming could really do whatever he wanted.
Without the mask, among humans, Eros would probably be treated like a star wherever he went.
Whatever he wants to do, there will be all kinds of people willing to satisfy him.
When he puts on the mask, he will have to accept the task of emptying the toilet.
She had just insisted on letting Eros do something for her before she contacted Hephaestus' oracle.
After seeing Eros’ perfect face, he immediately relaxed.
Immediately entered the temple with a brazier and contacted Eros.
If you are handsome, you can really do whatever you want.
If the cheating man just now was as handsome as Eros, his wife would never complain at all.
She will even look for problems in herself, thinking that she is not good enough and attractive enough.
Even Prometheus had to admit that Eros's face really helped him a lot.
The charm is irresistible even to goddesses, let alone some humans.
"But I advise you not to use this trick on Hephaestus later."
"That guy doesn't have a good look at someone like you who is too dazzling. .”
Eros turned his eyes, put on his mask again, and made a clear gesture.
Soon, the oracle just now walked out of the temple.
She seemed to have changed her clothes by the way, with a hint of longing and yearning in her eyebrows, and she said coquettishly.
"I have told our god about the interview. She has agreed and will come to pick you up later."
With the beautiful man in front of her, she can work more efficiently Improved more than ten times.
But now Eros has put on the mask again, which makes her a little regretful.
“This traveler, may I know your name?”
Knowing that the self-flying golden chariot of Hephaestus, the god of fire, will soon arrive, the oracle is somewhat Said reluctantly.
“My name is Hypersey Burrough, may I know your name?”
When she saw Eros’ true face, she knew the man in front of her was her. This kind of treasure is simply not available to ordinary oracles.
Even the looks of the gods will pale in front of him.
He must be a noble god, so Hypercyber does not expect anything to happen with Eros.
She just wanted to know Eros's name so that she could understand what kind of person she was moved by.
“My name?”
Eros raised the corners of his mouth and said before the golden chariot that crossed Mars across the sky arrived.
"I am love and desire. I am what echoes in your heart and what you long to have."
After saying these few words, Hephaestus' golden chariot has been Stopped in front of Eros.
He and Prometheus stood up, leaving only Hypercyberle's eyes following closely.
It wasn’t until Eros’s figure disappeared into the dark clouds above Urken Mountain that he looked back.
Love? want?
Huppercible spelled the two words in his mind.
Eros? Is this his name? Why does it sound familiar?
Then the next moment, she remembered the name Eros and where she had heard it.
My eyes widened instantly, looking towards the sky in disbelief.
Unfortunately, Eros is no longer visible at this time.
Eros easily performed the arsonist act in front of Prometheus, and Eros curled up his lips with great satisfaction.
Although he is not very interested in others, but not interested = not flirting.
Anyway, it’s all a matter of convenience.
Prometheus opened his eyes slightly, not knowing what he saw, and said.
"Sooner or later you will suffer a big loss because of this kind of thing."
"It doesn't matter, I will admit it even if I suffer a loss."
Eros looked calm and calm, but it was not that he had no idea.
There is no way, sometimes I just can’t control myself and subconsciously let out my own charm.
Besides, so what if you wear a mask? He didn't deliberately say anything to Cecrops, but why did he make her respect and love him very much?
Charm comes from within.
"Forget it, I won't tell you this, it's coming soon."
During the conversation, the flying golden car had arrived at the top of Urken Mountain.
The violently erupting volcano that we just saw on the sea is still spewing hot magma at this moment.
In this crater occupied by flames, Hephaestus's workshop is also located here.
Obsidian-like stones formed the road. It was obviously in the crater, but the obsidian underfoot felt cool and did not feel hot.
At the entrance of the workshop, several metal dolls seemed to be greeting Eros and others.
"Come in, my lord's guest."
These dolls can even talk, but they obviously have no intelligence or life, they are just pure dolls.
Eros looked at it a few more times with a little interest. Hephaestus had to say that Hephaestus's aesthetics was pretty good.
These dolls are all very well made, but unfortunately Eros does not lack beauties who obey his words.
Otherwise, I will take two back from Hephaestus no matter what.
Follow the doll and walk towards the workshop. It is not as hot and full of oil as a normal forging workshop.
On the contrary, it is very clean here, so clean that it is spotless. And the placement of everything seems to follow a certain pattern, or be neat and coordinated.
This guy has mysophobia and may also have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Coupled with the reputation of being difficult to get along with, it seems that he has a bad temper.
Eros muttered in his mind.
At this moment, another footsteps sounded.
The footsteps were light and heavy, becoming the most uncoordinated thing in this workshop.
“I heard that someone wants to meet me? Who on earth would take the initiative to meet a lonely guy like me?”
The owner of the footsteps finally appeared in front of Eros. The God of Fire, whom Eros had heard many rumors about, finally appeared.
She has short fiery red hair, and unlike most goddesses, she is very easy to dress.
Shorts, a very short bra, and several tool bags on the thighs.
But this is not important. What is important is that her face is as white as jade, flawless, and not ugly at all.
It can even be said that among the goddesses Eros has seen, the face of Hephaestus is also among the top ten.
Is this ugly?
"Human, your eyes are too straightforward, I don't like it."
Hephaestus stared at Eros, but he didn't seem too angry.
But for some reason, Eros always felt that her expression was a little strange, if it matched her eyes.
After staring at Eros, Hephaestus looked at Prometheus.
"So it's you, Prometheus the Prophet, what do you want from me? Do you know something?"
Prometheus also looked puzzled.
"Know? What do you mean?"
Seeing that Prometheus didn't seem to understand, Hephaestus smiled sarcastically.
“It seems that you don’t know.”
“Also, prophets cannot truly know everything. You can only know what Father God wants you to know.”
Prometheus was not bothered by her ridicule, he just opened his eyes and looked at Hephaestus' body.
But in the end it was all in vain.
As Hephaestus said, what Prometheus can predict and see is only what Zeus allows her to see.
In other words, Hephaestus now knows, or is doing, things that Zeus doesn't want her to know.
What could this be?
Prometheus, who was originally going to accompany Eros, suddenly found that he was also involved.
"Well, since Prometheus is not looking for me, it is you, human being."
Hephaestus turned her head, her face was like exquisite porcelain Generally, sit on a chair in the workshop.
"What do you want? Do you want to see me?"
"Do you want me to forge an artifact representing power for you? Or do you want to obtain a precious treasure from me? ”
Hephaestus was a generous god.
Not only is she generous with her money, she is also never stingy with gifts and rewards, and she doesn’t mind humans learning forging skills from her hands.
Of course, all this is limited to when she is in a good mood.
Obviously, she is in a good mood now.
Not bothering with the slight sense of disobedience on her body for the time being, Eros recalled Prometheus's reminder and turned to talk about the serious business of his coming here.
"Indeed, I want to ask you to help me build something."
Eros took out the drawing of the holy robe that he had drawn before and was about to show it to Hephaestus.
But Hephaestus didn't look at it, looking up at Eros.
“I don’t need this kind of thing, you just need to tell me what you want to use it for, and I will help you build it if you are willing.”
“Others’ ideas and designs, It means nothing to me.”
As the best craftsman in the entire Greek world, he is the god of forging.
Hephaestus has her own arrogance, so she doesn't bother to listen to the other party's ideas and designs, she just needs to tell her the requirements.
The accessories and powerful artifacts made by her have never received any negative reviews.
Excellent Party B can in turn choose Party A.
So Eros's drawings are completely meaningless in the eyes of Hephaestus.
She only needs to do what Eros wants, and she will naturally be able to make something that meets his requirements.
But Eros remained unmoved, placed the drawing in front of Hephaestus and said.
"God of Fire, please take a look at it. What I want to build is definitely something you have never forged before."
Hearing what Eros said, Hephaestus's eyes showed disdain.
But seeing that it was the person brought by Prometheus, she lowered her head and glanced down.
"Isn't this just armor with a slightly strange shape?"
At first glance, Hephaestus felt very disdainful. If it was just a strange shape, what's so surprising about it?
But the next moment, her expression froze.
“A suit with life? Small cosmic power?”
“Using divinity and authority as materials?”
The more I read, the more I realized why Aphrodite could fall in love with a fool like Ares.
No, I need to patch it up later.
(End of this chapter)