Chapter 114: Chapter 90: The Legendary Young Wife Killer and The Treasure of Women (4.6k)_3

"Is it really as magical as you say?"

Despite the evidence before her eyes, Hestia was still somewhat skeptical.

"I've drunk [wine] before, why don't I feel the way you describe?"

"Nonsense! That's because you are one of the Twelve Olympians. How could mere mortal concoctions affect you? If it were a fine brew crafted by my hands..."

The words stopped abruptly at that point.

Luo En glanced at Hestia beside him, shaking his head and waving his hands, a gesture that seemed considerate of her.

"Forget it, forget it, that batch is too strong. I'm afraid you can't handle it, and you might lose your composure in front of others..."

"I am a respected Chief God. What haven't I seen! Could I possibly be scared of a jug of your wine?"

The Goddess of the Hearth, feeling slighted, suddenly bristled.

Seemingly daunted by Hestia's boldness, Luo En couldn't help respecting her.

"Lady Goddess is quite brave..."

"Kidding me, I'm super brave, okay!"

Hestia, with her brows raised and chest puffed out in pride, reached impatiently towards Luo En.

"Give it here! Two jars!"

"How about we just forget about it..."

"Less nonsense, four jars!"

"I have some low-alcohol fruit wines here..."

"Shut it, watch as I finish all of your brew in one go today!"

Her normally pale face was now a blazing red,

"Luo En... hehe... little Anna... mine, all mine...!"

With a muffled giggle, the dreaming Hestia rubbed her burning cheeks against a cool turnip, her drool hanging at the corners of her mouth, dripping steadily to the floor.

She was this drunk after just five jars; this Stove God really was a lightweight.

As Luo En admired Hestia's drunken foolishness, he took out a Magic Power crystal to take a screenshot for future enjoyment.

Once he had taken 360-degree no-blind-spot pictures, Luo En happily pocketed this piece of 'black history', his lips curling into a wicked smile of successful mischief. He then raised his arm high and brought it down with force.

"Snap!"

The twin cheeks of her rear trembled violently, offering Luo En an excellent tactile sensation.

—"Ding, Trial Number Two, Commit an act of sacrilege against the Virgin Goddess Hestia, completed!"

Accompanied by an invisible tone, a silver oracle that had appeared at the altar in Luo En's mind melted away, reforging into a brand-new Silver Badge.

At the same time, the dimming light on the Twelve-Sided Die twinkled once again as a complex and invisible [Chance] divine will spread out, shielding against destiny's perception and stirring ripples in the deterministic world.

Very good, mission accomplished, renewal of the fog of war was successful.

So...

"Snap snap snap!"

A series of even more vigorous spanking sounds echoed through the narrow cellar, with Luo En unabashedly smacking the raised buttocks of the Goddess of the Hearth, his lips fashioned into a gratified and joyous smile.

Lady Goddess, let me teach you a lesson, so you'll understand what it means to be wary of the wickedness in people's hearts.

"Snap snap snap snap!"

The swinging arm almost formed afterimages, creating louder sounds.