Chapter 150 Big breasts are guilty
"Where's my snake fang?"
"And my wings!"
“I really didn’t take these…”
"Then how do you explain the silver arrows, ores, and jewels on your body?"
"Uh, did you pick it up on the road?"
After the two victims found a large amount of stolen goods on Hermes, they finally couldn't stand the repeated excuses of the God of Thieves anymore, and their initial scolding gradually turned into a righteous beating.
Hearing the dull sound of fists hitting flesh behind him and Hermes shouting for mercy, Loen, who had already put some distance between them, couldn't help but mourn in his heart for a full half second for the thief who had taken the blame for him.
If I'm not mistaken, this God of Speed with a kleptomaniac probably often visits the treasury of the gods and steals a few items, which is a basic operation.
Therefore, whenever the Olympian gods lost something, it was most likely done by Hermes.
If he said he didn't steal it, the beating would probably have been too light.
Because he is not only the god of thieves, but also the god of fraud, and lying is commonplace for him. Apollo has fallen into this trap before.
When Hermes was born, he stole fifty cows from Apollo's cowshed. When he stole the cows, he drove them forward, backward, and sideways, constantly changing the direction of movement, so that the cows' footprints were messy and the owner could not tell which direction the cows were walking. Then, he was afraid that his small footprints would be discovered, so he made a pair of large straw sandals and wore them on his feet to make his footprints become the size of a giant.
After arriving at the destination, he settled the cattle in a cowshed far away, killed two cows, and after roasting and eating them, he knew to scoop up a handful of sand and put out the fire, leaving no trace.
A series of smooth operations made him look like a great sage or saint who was born with all the knowledge in the world of stealing.
As a result, when Apollo caught up with him, he knew that Hermes, who was still a little kid, was the culprit, but he had no evidence and was ultimately helpless.
Perhaps due to these old grudges, the God of Light was quite rude in his attack.
In a short while, Hermes was beaten black and blue by Apollo and Hephaestus. He had to raise his hands to surrender and agreed to compensate the two for their losses. Only then did the farce come to an end.
As the dust settled, Loen thought of the half-damaged [Wings of Ikaros], [Tooth of Piton] and several other items of unknown origin in the warehouse, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with a hint of ridicule in his heart.
Look, we in Olympus also have a dedicated account balance master.
If I can extract any good things from the gods' warehouse in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again.
While joking, Loen also roughly understood the mechanism of the [Chance] blessing.
——Use reasonable logic and behavior to modify the insignificant small probability [possibility] and then embed it into the framework of [necessity].
For example, Hermes visited the treasury of the gods, took away a part of the collection, left the treasures, and threw the stolen goods that he didn't like into a corner or on the roadside. This gave the [Dice of Chance] a chance, and these things that should have rotted or disappeared ended up in his hands.
Therefore, as long as you don't show off too much, you basically don't need to worry about the aftermath of these stolen goods.
After confirming the answer, Loen straightened his back with confidence and continued to move towards the great temple.
Along the way, with the introduction of Athena, he gradually met two of the twelve gods whom he had never met before.
One is Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, and the other is Ares, the god of war.
The former is calm and dignified, with a graceful and gentle temperament, like an elder who makes people feel close to her, but her eyes are filled with a hint of sadness, and she is often silent, as if she has lost interest in everything.
The latter fits Loen's inherent impression of a brainless macho man. He is tall and sturdy, with exaggerated tendon muscles that are as explosive as cast steel. When it comes to doing things, his limbs take precedence over his brain. He is a typical reckless man.
However, this seemingly ferocious god of war was now being chased and beaten by a beautiful goddess with an enchanting figure, and he dared not fight back no matter what.
"What is this?" Luo En asked knowingly.
"Aphrodite, the goddess of love..." Athena said the name of the heroine indifferently, and then looked at the farce in front of her, with a trace of gloating in her eyes, "The gigolo she kept outside was recently seduced by a pig. Although he luckily survived, he was frightened and became ill..."
"Again?" Lorne heard a key word.
"Yeah, this is the second time." Athena nodded, looking at Ares who was running away with his head in his hands, and a playful smile appeared on her face. "Besides, these two pigs both have the godhood of war? Don't you think it's strange?"
As the culprit, Loen understood immediately. He nodded in agreement and secretly clasped his fists towards the God of War whose face was covered in blood.
Brother Gaoyi, I would like to thank my great-grandson here!
He originally took on the godhood of war and transformed himself into a demon pig to attack Aphrodite's lover just to confuse the clues.
Unexpectedly, Ares not only took the blame, but also recreated the scene to confirm the guilt.
Having such a good brother and great-grandfather, it would be a shame if he didn't betray his IQ of 250 a few times.
Just as Lorne was watching the show with Athena, two golden deer pulled a golden chariot and flew down from the sky.
Without waiting for the chariot to land, a tall and fiery figure threw down the reins and jumped directly into the car. With an excited smile on his pretty face, he crashed into someone in the square with a clear goal.
“Bang~!”
However, with a dull collision sound, Artemis felt the two invisible cushions on her chest and was slightly stunned. Her silver eyes met a pair of bright purple eyes and her face darkened.
Athena? Her again!
But before she could react, a faint whisper reached the ears of the hunting goddess.
"Don't move! This is Olympus, do you want to kill him?"
“……!”
Instantly, Artemis' pupils shrank as she realized the hidden danger in this situation. The fire in her chest went out and she woke up immediately. She opened her arms and hugged Athena affectionately.
"Haha, Athena, long time no see, I'm so glad to see you're okay!"
"Me too……"
Athena struggled to lift up her pretty face that was squeezed to the point of being somewhat deformed from the squeeze of the two mountains, and tried to put on a sisterly smile, replying with gritted teeth.
Due to the difference in height and body shape, when the two hugged, Artemis directly stuffed Athena, who was a head shorter than her, into her arms, and with the help of two overweight flesh bombs, she repeatedly got close to her face and successfully attracted the resentment and hatred of a certain goddess of wisdom.
Isn't it just a pile of fat? It's just a sinful thing that only hinders movement and seduces the opposite sex. What's the big deal?
Athena complained in her heart while trying hard to break free from Artemis's broad arms.
However, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the goddess of hunting seemed to really see her good sister reunited after a long separation. She hugged Athena tightly and refused to let go, but instead greeted her enthusiastically.
In desperation, Athena had to reply incoherently, and walked into the Great Temple hand in hand with this close "friend".
At the scene, only Lorne was left, looking disheveled in the wind.
When did they become so close?
(End of this chapter)
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