Apollo's face instantly became gloomy, well, really good, really good!

He flicked his sleeves, stared coldly into Mousse's eyes, and said, "Why?" Why do you remember Badr, why don't you remember who I am? Well? My priest?"

"And...... You're mistaken, I'm the god of fire, not some useless god like the god of music and classics......" Apollo teleported to Mousse and lifted her chin, his eyes full of threat.

Mousse felt a little bitter in his heart.

Why do you have nothing to do, bring the legends of your original world into this world, it's really nothing to do, it's okay now, it's angry with the other party.

“…… I really don't remember that. Mousse stared into the other's eyes sincerely.

Apollo's hand pinching Mousse's chin tightened slightly, and his eyes were like torches: "Really?"

"Seriously!" Mousse was very sure.

I really don't know this person, no, isn't it amnesia?

"Yes......" Apollo's voice was low, "I'm my priest now, isn't it?" ”

"Ahh......h

"However, you clearly said that if I kill the God of Light and become the Sun God, you will become my priest!" Apollo stared at Mousse with an irresponsible attitude towards the scumbag, and he didn't give up.

"......" mousse.

Mom, I really don't know anything, what do I have to do?

When the Son on the side heard this, his jaw fell to the ground. Now he is a little trembling, and if he doesn't want to think about anything else, he is worried about whether he will be killed...... After listening to such a big material, will he still be able to live until tomorrow?

The Holy Son tried his best to brainwash himself, since the current God of Light is the one in front of him, then the one in front of him is the God of Light! Forcibly settled his heart and prepared to forget the secret.

A certain holy son who wanted to sneak out accidentally pressed the table collapse next to him when he got up, knocking over the teacup on it.

In an instant, the Son became the focus of Mousse and Apollo's gaze.

The Holy Son almost had to be the same hand and foot, turned his head and smiled stiffly: "You continue, you continue, I will never say it!" ”

Apollo let go of Mousse and stared sharply at the Holy Son: "You...... Do you want him to be a saint?"

"No, no, no-" The Holy Son shook his head frantically, and quickly spit out the words: "The God of Light is above, I definitely don't mean to be disrespectful to the priest, I just think the priest is too powerful, and some worship!" ”

"Oh? Worship?"

"That's right, that's right!"

Apollo turned these two words in his mouth, but in an instant, the wind of words changed, and he said word by word: "So the means, just want to ...... Marriage with Mousse?"

"No, no, no!" The Holy Son almost wanted to scream, and slapped himself in the face a few minutes ago, the only time there was someone who looked at him and then bragged, and he was bumped into by the gods!

Oh, what a rollover this is.

Mousse looked at such a holy son, and for some reason, his heart was a little refreshed.

But when I watched the Son humbly apologize and stagger away...... The smile on Mousse's lips slowly flattened.

I almost forgot that I was the protagonist who was caught.

"Mousse?" Apollo grabbed Mousse's fingertips: "After all these years, it's time to give me an answer, right?"

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Mousse shuddered.

Apollo's eyes narrowed again, and Mousse instantly understood.

Okay, it's mandatory again.