"Who is it?" asked Karet.

"Travel Network's telemarketing, I'll hang up for you, don't teach it to bother us. Also, your phone is out of battery, so remember to charge it when you get back to your room. Jose replied.

"Strange. I remember it was just a good ......."

She muttered suspiciously, convinced of him. He felt a little uncomfortable, and as compensation he proposed:

"Is it hot? I'll buy you ice cream tarts!"

"Yes, thank you, sir. ”

"You're going to have to pay your debts at night!"

"Then I'll go, go now! I want banana and chocolate pucks. ”

Seeing him walk diligently all the way in the direction of the cold drink shop, Kareta couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

As the reincarnation of Hector, José still retains his kind and honest essence and character, and a man like him is one of the few contemporary human youth.

If their relationship with him is not approved by the Titans, their future will only be in a never-ending evasion and escape. This concern has long since become a shadow, a barrier, that makes Carreta always cower and passive in the face of José's fiery and unrestrained demands.

Now that I think it seems that Demos's prophecy is not unreasonable, it always takes some hardship to fall in love with a mortal with an undesecrated divine body.

I don't know where Demos is now, what are you doing? I didn't answer my phone last time, and I don't know if I'm calling now, maybe I'm deliberately playing tricks on me—

Perhaps, what woman are you dating somewhere-

Suspicious, and finally realizing that she was angry with him because of the inexplicable thought she had just had, Carette hurriedly stopped the association flying in the sky.

Amazing! Why do you care about that villain for no reason? Who he likes to find and who he likes, what does it matter to me! Anyway, that guy has always acted casually, and no matter what he does, he only relies on his temporary preferences and moods, and that's it—

A frown of unexplained melancholy welled up on her brow, and Carette grabbed a handful of fine grains of sand, watching them slowly trickle between her fingers.

Looking at the distant shop on the shore, I didn't see Jose turn back, but the figure of a little boy was suddenly inserted in my field of vision.

About five or six years old, Zhou only wore a pair of sports shorts with yellow stripes on a blue background, and his small white flesh body exposed in the sun, jumping forward on the beach on one leg.

Looking closely, the other raised bare foot seemed to be red, and it should have been injured.

Carreta was kind-natured and would not sit idly by when she saw such a scene, so she took a few steps forward with the handbag she was carrying.

"Kid, your foot hurts. Let me help you, it might get inflamed anyway. ”

Kareta bent down and faced him with a sweet smile.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled shyly, revealing two very cute little dimples.

"Big sister, thank you, I was stuck in a shell while playing at the beach. But don't worry, my home is just around the corner. ”

A sensible child –

Kareta couldn't help but like this kid.

She helped him sit down on the beach, then crouched down to hold up his injured foot, and examined it carefully, and found that there was indeed a triangular wound on the skin of the young soles of the feet. Although the affected area is not large, it is uncomfortable enough for young children.

Kareta immediately pulled out a wet towel from her handbag to wipe the blood around the wound, and opened a spare hemostatic cover to attach it to the wound. After doing this, she also took out her silk scarf and wrapped it layer after layer on the boy's feet.

"Okay, now even if you run around again, you don't have to worry about hurting your little feet. ”

Carette smiled and snorted his curly, fluffy silver-brown hair lovingly.

The boy kept his head down and looked at the silk scarf on his feet, as if he was attracted by its dazzling peach color. His burgundy eyes are very rare among human features, and at the moment when he is quietly distracted, the brilliance is as pure but deep as garnet, and it does not teach people to see the slightest ignorance and childishness that a child should have.

"Do you want me to take you home, little sir?"

Carret's bright voice interrupted his concentration. Slowly looking up, an innocent smile appeared on his little face with round apples.

"Big sister, you are so gentle, you helped me bandage my wound so considerately, and gave me your silk scarf. In return, I must thank you very much!"

Carette was amused. Helping others is a gesture, and there is nothing in return, not to mention that the other party is still an ordinary human child. If he really wants to reciprocate, he has no ability at all, it is nothing more than the child's innocent and kind wish.

The little boy seemed to see through her thoughts, and smiled mysteriously:

"Big sister, don't underestimate me, I have a lot of skills! Have you ever heard the sound of a horn? Why don't you let me play a song for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the boy's hands were raised, and among the closed palms was a very strangely shaped conch.

The outer wall of the thick and smooth snail shell winds upwards and rotates upwards with a height of ten spiral layers, reflecting the blue-green brilliance in the sunlight. Dark brown natural mottles and turquoise orbs are interspersed between the layers of the screws, and a unique ivory mouthpiece is embedded in the top screw tail that has been ground by hand.

“！”

He's just an ordinary human child, how could he suddenly conjure such a rare object? And no matter how you look at it, the screw in his hand doesn't look like a toy, but like a special magic weapon—

Damn it!

Eventually, Carette realized that she had made a fatal hole in her defenses, and by that time the boy's lips had latched onto the mouthpiece.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

The sound of the horn sounded loudly in the blue of the sea and sky, sometimes deep and long, sometimes light and short, like a fickle elf flying around Carette.

Karete's consciousness became weaker and weaker due to the interference of the transparent elf, and the bewitching eyes of the boy in her eyes blurred little by little...

The blowing came to an abrupt end.

When the clear color of Carette's aqua blue eyes turned completely gray, the boy stopped playing the trumpet, and a dark smile appeared on his face.

"Hee-hee... Come with me, messenger of love and light!

Strange laughed a few times, and he held out a hand to her.

Kareta stared straight ahead with a blank look in her eyes, her face glazed and numb. She held out her arm to the little boy, then slowly stood up and walked away with him...

——

Cali paced back and forth incessantly, preoccupied. Hearing the sound of footsteps rushing from far to near, she hurriedly stopped, and looked nervous to ask the visitor.

"How's it going? Did you contact Noah?"

"Yes, I have already looked for him, but according to him, the king has been busy with many affairs in the human world lately, so he will not return to the temple for a while. ”

The person who came was a black-clad guard of the Dark Temple, and as soon as he knelt down, he couldn't wait to answer.

"Damn—"

Cali flicked his arm and motioned for the other to stand down, his expression bewildering again.

Demos only knows how to do useless things all day long! Helen's affair is over, but he still refuses to accept my thoughts, and sends servants to ask him to ignore them. I don't want to tell him exactly what that guy is doing, and it would be nice if I could get rid of Kareta with that guy's hand. In any case, this opponent is simply too strong and must prepare for Demos earlier......

——

The studio of the Demos Human World recently undertook a business to paint an oil portrait of Hera, the blessed goddess of Greek mythology, for the CEO of a well-known company. It is said that the president was very obsessed with the study of ancient Greek culture and art, and wanted to give this portrait to his elderly mother as a birthday present.

At that time, the boss's decision was secretly teased by Demos for a while. He didn't understand that there were so many goddesses of the Titans, so why did he choose that paranoid jealous woman?

But no matter what, I never have a grudge against money, and I can draw whatever the owner likes. The date of the contract is just around the corner, and he is also in the middle of a job that does not sleep or eat, and rarely leaves the studio even on weekends.

However, it was precisely this Sunday afternoon that two menacing men broke in.

"Sevier, you come out for me—"

The door to the studio was slammed open, and José yelled at the front. He was followed by Bai Xiu, and then Noah, the male attendant of Demos, ran in with a panicked face.

"Sir, they..."

In front of the human public, this quick-witted squire usually changes the title of his master at the right time.

Looking at the two comers, Demos put down the pen and sketchpad in his hand before he said:

"Don't be nervous, they're all my guests. Noah, go outside to the living room to prepare refreshments. ”

The servant said yes and withdrew.

"The two of you are really rare guests, so you might as well sit down and talk in another place. ”

Demos stood up and dusted off his clothes, polite to them.

"No need, I'm here to pick up Karet!

Jose's face was full of impatience.

This really surprised Demos.

"What are you talking about? She's not with me. ”

"Who else are you trying to deceive? I was on vacation with Karette in Mykonos, and you had to come out and make trouble, every time!"

Jose yells and insists that Carrete's disappearance has something to do with Demos.

When Demos heard this, he immediately stared at him, his black eyes becoming sharper and sharper, and his expression was annoyed but painful.

"Vacation? you mean... What kind of place do you take her on vacation?"

His voice sounded trembling slightly.

"I think it's better for me to explain the whole thing. ”

The matter has come to this point, so Bai Xiu can't be silent.

In this battle for Carette, the nerves of the two men in front of him became extremely fragile and sensitive. At the moment, if we avoid the important and make a light fuss, I am afraid that it will really delay the business.

"They had gone to Mykonos by boat a day earlier, but as soon as they reached the beach of AgioStefanos, Carette disappeared in the blink of an eye. Although José contacted locals and police on the island for a night, there was no news. That's why we're coming to you, hoping to find some useful clues. ”