Russell's inner battle between heaven and man, repeatedly jumping between beasts and beasts, betraying Hephaestus's promise, the two-meter-tall bearded muscular man would burst into tears on the spot.
If she were worse than a beast, Aphrodite would cry so hard that she would have to lend her a generous shoulder and comfort her with kind words.
Since ancient times, the elder brother and the elder sister-in-law cannot have both, it is too difficult for him.
Russell's thoughts were jumping around every day, while Aphrodite rolled her eyes beautifully, reached out and took out a sketch of a battle suit from her arms.
"Sun God, this is the God of Love suit designed by Hephaestus for me. What do you think?"
What a white design!
Russell looked solemn, took the fragrant drawings, and looked at them carefully.
"Sun God, the design is in your hands."
"Oh, I'm sorry. My brain was damaged when I fought with Ares last time, and my squinting problem hasn't healed yet."
Russell coughed lightly and looked at the design drawing in his hand. After seeing it, he nodded repeatedly.
Hephaestus is worthy of being the God of Forging. Even if he is affected by the environment, his thinking is rigid and difficult to change. However, after seeing the Sun God's suit, the thirteen golden holy clothes, and the Vulcan suit designed by Russell, his design concept changed. A lot.
The design theme of this cupid's battle suit is to highlight the splendor and nobility, with ice blue as the main color. It is majestic and cool yet cool and glamorous.
It can be seen that Hephaestus put a lot of thought into the design, and Russell can even see his criteria for choosing a mate. An honest man hopes that his wife will be a quiet and cold beauty like the God of Love suit on the design drawing. .
And there is...
The God of Love's battle suit designed by Hephaestus was seriously plagiarized. The extra design coincided with the thirteen golden holy clothes. It was quite a bit like piecing together the best of others.
"Helios, what do you think?"
"Truth or lie?"
"The truth."
"Hephaestus's design concept is advanced, and the God of Love's suit is very noble. I dare not say that I can do better than him." Russell nodded in approval.
"Where are the lies?"
"This is a heavy armor designed for warriors. It covers too much area and has too sharp edges. It is not in line with the temperament of the goddess of love and beauty."
To put it simply, it means wearing too many clothes.
"As expected of the Sun God, he saw the key point at a glance. What a coincidence, our ideas coincided."
Aphrodite smiled slightly and raised her eyebrows inadvertently, which was charming and touching.
Russell took a breath, looked down at the tool man Ai'e, and quickly calmed down.
Ai'e: (?_?)
It was bad, she felt Russell was thinking something very rude.
"God of Love, please don't tell secrets. Hephaestus's design has reached its peak and formed a subjective impression in my mind. I can't make it better by redesigning it. I can only make changes to the original drawing. You how about?"
"Just let the Sun God make the decision. I believe in your vision."
Speaking of this, Aphrodite glanced at Ai'e, and the implication was obvious.
Russell pretended not to see it and raised his hand to make major changes to the design, deleting the redundant parts and leaving only the breastplate, combat skirt, arm guards, and combat boots. He also modified the iron box-like helmet into a hair crown.
Russell felt that this Cupid's battle suit had shoulders, legs, and belly, but was too vulgar and lost its cool charm, so he added two pairs of sharp-edged wings and a hazy white gauze to partially cover it up.
After thinking about it, he added a pair of slender women's long bows, paired with a gorgeously patterned arrow pot.
There is cold murderous aura and seductive charm, which perfectly highlights Aphrodite's enchanting figure without reducing her to a coquettish role.
Aphrodite's heart was pounding, and she came to Russell with a fragrant wind. Her eyes were filled with mist, and she praised: "The Sun God really understands women!"
"No, God of Love understands men very well!"
Russell secretly felt aggrieved. If he hadn't made a promise with Big Brother, based on these words, he would never have let go with Aphrodite today.
"Now that the suit has been designed, when does the Sun God plan to start forging it?"
"Make it now, make it right away."
Russell patted his chest and promised: "When Hephaestus delivers the materials, I will start work immediately. Zeus's God King's suit is not in a hurry. The old gangster has been doing nothing all day, so let him wait."
Aphrodite covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "Sun God, can I think that I can get the suit today?"
"I'm afraid this won't work..."
Russell repeated what he told Zeus before and told Aphrodite, who frowned slightly but didn't say anything.
They are all thoughtful people, and they know that what Russell said is true, and that the battle clothes that are closely related to their own authority, forged by the hands of others, can only be tangible and godless ornaments.
"In that case, I will ask Hephaestus to pick up the semi-finished product... By the way, doesn't the Sun God need to measure it himself? After all, the God of Love's suit is close to the body in many places. If there is a size deviation, wouldn't it be a fly in the ointment?"
Aphrodite's eyes were watery, and I felt pity for her. She admired Russell's talent in designing battle clothes, and even more appreciated his understanding of women's hearts.
"It makes sense. Size is indeed critical. There is no room for sloppiness in forging."
Russell nodded solemnly, faced Aphrodite's temptation, and directly untied his belt...the holy light was injected into it, turning it into a measuring tape.
"Ai'e, help God of Love measure it."
"?"
At this time, not only Aphrodite, but also Ai'e was shocked. She rubbed her eyes and felt like she had met Russell for the first time.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Don't you know the difference between men and women?"
Russell was not in a good mood and kept whining. If he didn't do anything, he would do it himself.
Of course I know. The question is, do you actually know?
Ao took the measuring tape in a daze and helped Aphrodite, who was also dazed, to measure the size. After a while, the data collection was completed.
"God of Love, come here often!"
Russell stood at the door, waving to the retreating Liying. Behind him was Ai'e, who was holding a tape measure and looking gloomy.
"Don't be sad. After all, she is the goddess of love and beauty, the highest symbol of female physical beauty. It is normal not to be as good as her."
Russell grabbed the measuring tape and decided to keep the belt as a testimony of his noble character, so he could brag about it when meeting others in the future.
Aphrodite asked me to measure her hand by hand, but I refused her outright...
After thinking about it, Russell decided not to brag. If he met such a person, he would just call him a fool.
When you are sad, you need to use the method of diverting attention to look at the person who is more sad.
Russell listened to Vibius's angry screams and felt that Essysis had let go and was not beating his brother very seriously, so the two of them were only sad on the surface, but in fact they were enjoying it.
He looked at the tool man Ai'e indifferently, put on an affectionate face, strode forward, picked up her slender waist, hugged her in his arms, and said condescendingly: "I am very serious, you are no better than Aphrodite." What a difference, at least in my eyes, you are a hundred times more beautiful than her."
Ai'e's heartbeat quickened, her cheeks turned red and she looked aside, whispering in a mosquito voice: "Stop lying, I won't believe what you say."
"Really, you are much better than her. As for the difference, it should be a problem with your hairstyle. It doesn't suit your current face shape. It will be perfect with a slight modification."
"Then...what hairstyle is suitable for me?"
"One way to say it is to look at your nose if it is parted in the middle, to look at your face shape if you have straight bangs, to look at your temperament if you have slanted bangs, and to look at your facial features if you have no bangs. Your face..."
"Say, say!"
Russell pondered for a moment, looked at Ai'e with burning eyes, and said slowly with great expectation: "Your face is suitable for a mask!"
Ai'e: (?Benefit?)
She secretly swore that this was the last time, and no matter what Russell said in the future, she would never believe a word again.
Just when Ai'e was feeling sorry for herself and using the spiritual victory method to beat Russell deep in her heart, Vibius' silly laughter was heard outside the forge again, and then she was beaten by the angry Essex. I couldn't stop screaming.
Almost at the same time, Ai'e found that the hand on her waist was loosened, and Russell was back to being single.
The scene was too familiar. Ai'e used her face that should be covered to know that another goddess had arrived.
"Ai'e, your boss is here."
"boss?"
"Athena!"
Russell looked out the door. They all said that the gods of Mount Olympus were in cahoots with each other, but in reality they worked together better than anyone else, especially the twelve main gods.
No, it has been several days since the sanctuary was built, and these gods either don't come, or come one after another, as if they had discussed it in advance.
It is also possible that Zeus had not appeared before, and these people did not want to provoke Zeus's fragile nerves.
Athena wore a long white gauze dress, with her long hair hanging behind her back. She wore no makeup or even a simple ornament. She was like the girl next door, pure and unstained by dust.
However, his temperament is too cold and arrogant, and the coldness in his eyes has an aura of rejection, which makes people intimidated and dare not get too close.
"Sun God!"
"Goddess of Wisdom doesn't need to be polite. Given our relationship, we can just call her by our first names." Russell was very polite, at least on the surface.
Athena nodded, seeming to have forgotten about Russell releasing her doves on the sacred mountain. She took out the design sketch and said concisely: "This is the battle suit Hephaestus designed for me. I would like you to modify it for me. "
Licking the dog really leads to nothing!
Russell observed three seconds of silence for Hephaestus, and by the way, he despised this guy's character. He has a beauty goddess as his wife at home, and yet he covets Athena's body. It's so shameless!
After feeling contempt in his heart, he took the design and looked at it with a raised brow.
With just one glance, Russell could tell the difference. Hephaestus designed the battle suit for Athena with more care than he designed for his wife.
The ambition of the wolf is obvious!
This battle suit is gorgeous and majestic, covering the whole body, extremely holy and upright, and...
Wait, isn’t this the couple version of the Vulcan suit?
Russell was dumbfounded. The Vulcan suit he designed himself was absolutely unmistakable.
Now he understood why Athena was not impressed by the excellent design of the suit.
Apart from being a bit retro, it mainly rejects Hephaestus' wishes and sends out a good guy card.
"Too...Russell, what do you think of the design of this suit?"
"No wings, no soul, bad review!"
