Listening to Zeus's words, Carette seemed to have been hit on the head, and she regretted it at the moment.

I regret that I shouldn't have been sick and went to the doctor, and when my heart was troubled, I actually regarded the perpetrator Zeus as an object to confide in, so I gave birth to so many hearts for no reason!

Kareta looked grim, her face stiffened and made a wry smile, and then she passed over to Zeus to ask a question:

"Zeus, what is true and what is false in your mind? Or is there a distinction between truth and falsehood in the world you live in?"

"Karete—"

Zeus, who seemed to be furious, shouted his daughter's name out loud to convey his strong accusations.

And she didn't seem to be frightened, and continued to bravely challenge her father's bottom line, and her pale and faint voice suddenly sounded in her consciousness:

"I really can't go on. I don't want to hurt Demos anymore, and I don't want to do any more evil. Zeus, can you spare me......"

"Of course I can spare you, and I can even treat you as an ignorant maiden to absolve you of all your sins. But what about Pasiu? You come and tell me, under what excuse should I excuse him?"

"Zeus ......"

Trembling with Karete's body, and the sound of her waves in the realm of thoughts.

Zeus's thought waves turned into an unhurried rhythm, scattering leisurely:

"As I promised, the credit for your return of the gem for the Holy Mountain goes to your entire team member, and I will naturally use this credit as a reason for forgiveness to declare to the gods that Bai Xiu is exempt. ”

"How is Bai Xiu now, what are you going to do with him?"

Carreta couldn't help him in a cold sweat at the thought of the priest who had helped her many times and was now being captured back to Olympus.

"He is now being tortured by soaking in the cold pool of heavenly water. Zeus replied simply, in an indifferent tone.

"What ......"

After hearing this, Kareta slowly propped herself up from the couch and walked two times with her legs on the floor.

She didn't know that Bai Xiu's divine power source was the fire of the yang, and the cold pool in the Olympus Mountains was deep and headless, and the temperature was cold to the bones all year round.

In the future, even if Bai Xiu came out of the pool, his source of divine power would be seriously damaged.

Carette was so anxious that she could imagine a twilight figure standing in the cold waters, full of sadness and decay......

Patrick –

Carette muttered his name mournfully.

"We ...... They are all your children, why do you treat us so cruelly and so ruthlessly?Zeus, what is the difference between you and Poseidon, the king of the sea—"

The more Kareta complained, the more angry and desperate she became, and all her anger and despair erupted into a volcano that erupted in the realm of consciousness in an instant.

Zeus was silent for a moment, as if waiting for the lava-like heat of Carreta to evaporate, before answering her in a gloomy voice:

"Essentially, maybe I'm not that different from Poseidon. The only difference was that he lost the battle for dominance of the Holy Mountain. And I'm the real winner—"

“......”

Kareta froze.

Zeus's waves were like a sharp sword with frozen coldness that instantly plunged into her passionate heart, making her taste a kind of bone coldness from head to toe, from skin to heart.

After a long time of coming back to her senses, she tilted the corners of her mouth and made a cold sneer.

"I've been thinking about a question, Zeus. Now, what you just said has finally led me to find the answer to that question......"

"Oh, tell me about it!"

Although Zeus was not very interested, in order to make Kareta carry out the task with peace of mind, he patiently pretended to be eager to hear it.

Carette hung her head, completely immersed in her own state of mind, unconcerned about the consequences of the sound behind her.

"I finally understand why my mother left you and returned to the ocean without hesitation during the time of the gods, and the grievances and humiliations of the holy mountain are not the direct cause at all. If a woman still loves her man, she will only stay by his side wholeheartedly, and no matter how hard it is, she will not choose to leave! Zeus, although you are the god of all gods, although you hold the divine power and sit on the world, you are the only one who is not worthy of the love of a woman!"

"Shut up—"

Zeus was furious.

In the realm of consciousness, the sound of one of his waves became extremely deafening, almost bursting Karet's brain. She groaned in pain and covered her head uncontrollably.

"Watch what you say and do, and especially keep your heart in check—don't fall in love with Demos! I tell you one last time, don't be emotional—"

Zeus withdrew with infinite wrath from the realm of consciousness he had entered into with Kareta.

Kareta slumped on the floor, her back leaning back against the couch cushions. She drooped her head listlessly, ten fingers in the hair on top of her head, the edges of her nails already embedded deep in her scalp.

The second thought-wave exchange with Zeus had already plunged her into utter despair.

It was also at this time that she finally realized Zeus's sinister intentions.

This all-god god wants more than just the Athena Jewel, perhaps, he wants Demos's life even more-

Kareta broke out in a cold sweat at the thought of her own flash of inspiration.

If that's the case, what else to do?

Will I continue on the path of no return that Zeus has set for me, or—

Kareta doesn't know how to wield power and strategy, and she doesn't want to understand that. She thinks that there is always a great degree of disgrace in the art of power schemes, which is the most undesirable and unbearable in her somewhat small and lofty heart.

Because of this kind of thinking, she prefers to do a good job in the clergy with a down-to-earth attitude, and does nothing else.

She doesn't want to be a pawn of any kind of snobbery or faction, she just wants to be free and live the life she wants.

Now, she couldn't figure out what Demos had provoked Zeus's eyes, forcing Zeus to get rid of him.

Demos is a Titan god who is both good and evil, which is the conclusion that Kareta has been fighting with him in the human world for more than three months.

His wickedness is only evil to his enemies. He will show no mercy to those who commit others, and he will definitely eliminate the enemy with poisonous means that ordinary people cannot imagine.

And when he faced her, he could always show the righteous maintenance of a flower messenger.

He did nothing to hurt her and saved her in many crises.

Do you really want to obey Zeus and attack Demos, who protects and loves you?

My heart is very tangled and painful.

Triton is not wrong at all, but concern is chaotic.

If he didn't love Demos, how could he care so much about his life and death, and how could he struggle so much?

In a flash, Carette thought of Helen, and at the same time of the horrific dreams she had had before.

What is the real dream? Could it be a hint given to you by the invisible force of fate?

She, the messenger of love and light, is destined to be the same as Helen, the demon queen of the country, and will eventually bring Demos to hell?

Karet's whole body was creepy, and before she knew it, she crossed her arms and hugged her upper body tightly.

No, no, I don't want that fate, and I don't want to hurt him—

Carette suddenly gained strength, got up and ran to the bedroom on the second floor to take out her personal belongings, and then took her leather bag from the closet on the first floor, and put her mobile phone and some items in the bag.

She decided to leave!

Demos was still in the dark, weaving beautiful dreams for the future of the two of them.

She really can't bear to continue to deceive him, it's better to stay away as soon as possible! Maybe the sooner she withdraws, the less harm will be done to him or to herself—

Standing in the living room with her bag and looking around the room, she suddenly felt infinite nostalgia for the bits and pieces she had with Demos.

There was a sound, and Demos was back.

He entered the living room through the connecting door between the garage and the villa, but at the first sight of the door, he saw that Carette was ready to go, and he was stunned.

Kareta was suddenly a little embarrassed, and her eyes were blank.

I rejected his marriage proposal in the morning, and when I met him again at this time, I was still a little awkward and embarrassed.

"Do you want to go out?"

Demos stared at the hand of her handbag, as if he had long forgotten the experience of the morning, and his expression was casual and natural.

"Yes. ”

Kareta bowed her head slightly.

She wanted to run away from home. We haven't planned where to stay yet, but we can at least take shelter.

But when facing Demos at this moment, she didn't seem to have the courage to make the decision just now.

"I'll be with you. ”

Demos shook the car keys in his hand at her.

"No! I want to be quiet......! Don't come along!"

Kareta looked up at Demos and said in a resolute tone.

"You don't take me seriously at all, do you? Why? I'm scared when I want to marry you, and you want to run away?"

Demos said with a wicked smile, put down the car keys in his hand, and headed straight for Carette. The eagle-sharp gaze stared at her slightly trembling body, without the slightest movement.

"I didn't!"

Carette retorted. But before she was strong, her attitude softened in the step-by-step distance that he gradually walked.

"Do...... What ......" Kareta was cornered into the wall, and as soon as she asked, the bag in her hand was snatched away by Demos.

"I won't let you leave me!" he said grumblingly, throwing his purse away, grabbing her and picking her up.

"Demos! put me down!

"I said, I will never let you go again in this life!"

Carette exclaimed as she struggled in Demos's arms, but was still led into a bedroom on the first floor by his strength and strength.

As soon as she was thrown onto the bed by him, his body pressed against her.

"No... Hmmm......"

Before she could fully scream, Demos's kiss stopped.

"Don't leave me... Not allowed to go... Hear no ......"

Demos gasped and muttered, moving the kiss marks to the other features of her face as he unbuttoned her clothes.

"No... No way... It can't be like this again......"

She writhed her serpent-like body beneath him, her hands making a powerless resistance.

Finally, because she desperately protected the last bottom line of her body, Demos had to stop the fiery encroachment.

"Why did you turn down my marriage proposal, don't you want to be with me forever?"

"Forever", a word that seems unrealistic to use for humans, was not necessarily the case for the Titans.

They have a longer lifespan than humans, and they have physical functions that are less susceptible to aging and decline than humans, so gods can really have a relative sense of eternity compared to humans.

Demos straightened up after asking seriously, and looked at Carette with a somewhat serious expression.

“... I'm scared ......" Carreta lay down beneath him, looking pitiful. "I've never been so scared, Demos ......"

"What are you afraid of?" he said.

"I'm afraid... I will bring misfortune upon you and bring ruin. Demos, maybe we shouldn't be together......"

Two lines of tears slipped down the corners of Karete's eyes.

Demos's expression was shocked when he heard this, but in just a moment, he turned from a state of panic to composure, and then showed a resolute and resolute face.

He finally heard the implication of Kareta's words in the sound of her sobs.

"Don't be afraid! If our life is unfortunate, there will be another life. I don't believe it, you're going to pit me for the rest of your life......"

Demos looked gloomy, but his voice was firm.

With that, he hugged Kareta tightly.

"Demos, you're a big fool!"

Carette was moved by his persistence, and grieved by his persistence. She burst into tears, pounding him with her fists under Demos, and then couldn't help but kiss him fiercely.

Carreta didn't know that the words just now were the expression of his inner determination.

He, the god of darkness, was ready. He will embrace happiness, and he will also welcome the baptism of the storm—