I’m the wrong protagonist

Chapter 144 The Poison of Jealousy!!

In the early morning, Bell woke up at standard time as usual.

It’s rare to get up early this morning to have some ease.

From the bed, Bell always had an indescribable sense of ease.

“It’s better to sleep when you’re not in danger or not to use magic aid.” The body did not feel any tension, but rather relaxed.

This feeling has become particularly pronounced since that day.

“I really am… I still covet the comfort of the past.”

Bell knew it was his own problem, part of it that he wanted to forget.

In this chaotic time when there is no ease, even sleep needs to be careful about everything around you.

But after that experience, Bell always unconsciously remembers how he felt that night.

Although saving time is actually the best option now, Bell still chose the most inefficient option at this time.

Sighing slightly, and after making a decision in his heart, Bell looked over to the other bed.

But just a glance, his eyes appeared for a brief period of sluggishness.

I saw that on the other bed, it should have been just sleeping Lord Shanggod alone, but now there is another Hephaestos, Silk God.

Yes, because yesterday was a little too late, and the god Hephaestus, who had come to visit the door, did not choose to return to the land of the clans, but stayed

Perhaps because both gods are goddesses, even sleeping in the same bed at the same time doesn’t matter much.

But the one who had a relationship was Bell who saw this scene the next morning!

Hestia wore a white dress and did not have to change his clothes at night, but God Hephaestus needed it.

Wearing trousers is not a state that can relax the body, so before going to bed, Hephaestor’s trousers are unpainted.

Maybe Hephaestus didn’t have such a bad sleeping position, but Hestia’s sleeping position was really bad.

Bell has sufficient experience in this area.

This caused Hephaestus to snatch the quilt on Hephaestus, leaving Hephaestus’ legs exposed.

“Very moist, very white.”

Bell glanced at it and then quickly closed his eyes, not looking at it indecently.

“I really didn’t expect that the god Hephaestus would like blue and white stripes.”

Because Lord Shang’s preference was pure white, this made Bell think that Hephaestus’s preferences were similar, but he did not expect that Hephaestus would like fancy things.

Just as Bell was about to leave the basement first, a sudden wave of strong malice rose from the other bed.

This situation made Bell’s brow frown, and he couldn’t care about anything else, so he went directly to the bed of Hephaestus and Lord Shang.

Just at a glance, the source of the unleashed malice is locked.

But this source made Bell frown.

“The right face that the gods on Hephaestus covered?”

Perhaps because of sleeping, the mask on the right side of the face had been rubbed on the ground, and the half of the face that was covered could be seen.

Looking closely, the left and right faces of God Hephaestus are simply extremely asymmetrical.

If the left face is a beautiful angel, then the right face is the field version.

“No wonder God Hephaestus covered his right cheek.”

Bell didn’t think there was anything to dislike, only a little pity

But the malice that rose up in the right face made Bell frown.

He had felt this malice, and if it was correct, it would have been “jealousy.”

The rising black qi seemed to tell the malice and resentment of the god Hephaestus, and I didn’t know where it came from.

Bell tugged at his chin and thought for a moment, then reached out and brushed the red hair of the god on Hephaestus, revealing the ugly right side of his face completely.

“Jealousy, although I don’t know which guy stained the face of the god on Hephaestus, but this is only the history up to today.”

“Jealousy” is a kind of sin, and it can be seen from the fact that the god Hephaestus could not remove it, and the poison of the sin of jealousy could not be pulled out even by the gods.

However, just because the gods can’t pull it out doesn’t mean that humans can’t pull it out.

Human beings know best what “jealousy” is, and how bad it really is.

Here Bell is very thankful for the all-encompassing nature of the Lune text.

However, the process is a little more complicated.

Bell’s hand twisted lightly over the face of the god Hephaestus, and the faint light emitted by the six rune words almost illuminated that face.

The appearance of the Lune text allowed the malice on the face of God Hephaestus to be temporarily suppressed below.

Taking this opportunity, Bell immediately took out a small potion bottle from the four-dimensional space.

It is too naïve to use such a mortal product as a container for “jealousy”, so it needs to be reinforced and protected with Lune, otherwise a simple bottle cannot carry the poison of jealousy that even the gods cannot resist.

After completing the bottle protection, Bell was also ready to transfer the sin of jealousy.

Bell’s fingers flicked the words of Lune that stabilized the poison of jealousy, and with the gentle rotation of Lune, the black qi that had just been suppressed was pulled into a vortex of black qi and introduced into the bottle little by little along the trajectory of Bell’s hope, thus being suppressed once again by the arrangement inside the bottle.

This process requires very meticulous magic operations, and any carelessness may cause a series of troubles.

But it just so happens that Bell is the most confident about his magical control.

He had been exercising his magic control ever since he had acquired it, but even so, Bell was careful when controlling it.

Only at the same time as his spirit was highly concentrated, there were also many beads of sweat on Bale’s head.

However, under Bell’s control, the “poison of jealousy” on the right side of Hephaestus’s face was extracted into the bottle little by little.

The ugly and vicious right side of the face has gradually returned to its original beautiful and moving appearance.

After receiving the last “poison of jealousy”, Bell breathed a sigh of relief.

“Check it out.”

The “poison of jealousy” is not an unimportant thing, and this thing basically has no chance to be taken out after it is sealed.

Bell repeatedly confirmed the seal of the “Poison of Jealousy”, and then went on to put dozens of seals on the outside of the bottle to ensure that the play would not run out casually.

After confirming this, Bell turned his head to look at Hephaestus, who was still sleeping.

“Well, confirmed, there is indeed no poison of jealousy left.” The previous hideous face had regained the same sleek as the left half of his face.

At the same time, Bale also kept sighing in his heart.

“Worthy of being a god, in the face of this conceptual poison, the skin has only been changed.

If a normal person is exposed to this poison, it is not enough to destroy half of their face.”

Bell felt even more in his heart that the gods were unusual.

The eyes glanced down unconsciously, and then Bell quickly turned around, really disrespectful, and it was easy to make mistakes if he continued to look.