Tonight would be a sleepless night.
[You have drunk the blood of a goddess]
[That night, at twelve years old, you lay with Medusa and made a vow of eternal companionship...]
[You were not blinded by fleeting lust]
[Even after baring yourselves to each other, the gloom lingering in your heart had not yet dissipated]
[Because you know the tragic fate of the Gorgon Sisters]
[More than anyone, you wish to change that fate]
Moran never expected to expose his feelings today.
Whether from his own perspective or shifting to that of an onlooker, he could hardly conceal the surprise and joy in his heart.
In a sense, this was Medusa, an old cow, grazing on tender grass—or from Moran's angle, driving a big rig was just as fitting.
Though Moran was only twelve years old now.
His physique had already reached one meter eighty-five.
With muscles that traced a streamlined beauty across his entire body and a handsome face like an art sculpture.
If he claimed to be twenty, no one would likely doubt it.
[Gazing at Medusa sleeping with a blissful smile]
[You still noticed]
[Medusa is constantly suppressing the darkness surging within her heart]
[As long as there are still those who seek to hunt the three sisters, Medusa will kill the intruders, and she will fall into demonization]
[Transforming into the monster known as Gorgon]
[To that end, the solution you devised is—]
Chapter 6: The Goddess's Punishment [Begging for Flowers! Begging for Monthly Tickets!]
[One: Stay on The Invisible Island.
Using The Invisible Island as a center, gather and establish human faith, making people realize the truth that the three goddess sisters are harmless, thereby shattering the demonizing rumors without a fight.
Two: Leave The Invisible Island.
The heroes are drawn by rumors fabricated by the gods, so they crusade against the falsely accused Gorgon. If so, use achievements and legends powerful enough to crush the rumors to clear the three sisters' names]
This was the most reliable plan Moran could think of.
Another situation of choosing between two options.
Unlike last time, this choice between two would largely determine the future direction. Even, decide life and death in this simulation.
Moran had such an instinct.
Like facing the gaping maw of the Sea Serpent at birth, once again confronting such a fatal life-or-death decision.
[Highly sensitive to death, you feel the pressure]
[Yet, when you see Medusa sleeping beside you, the pressure dissolves like smoke vanishing]
[You understand one thing]
[There are things in this world more terrifying than death. Thinking of this, you no longer fear the choice ahead]
"I choose option two."
Moran said after deep deliberation.
With detailed memories of this simulation, he chose the theoretically most practical and effective decision.
His current strength was still far from sufficient.
He lacked the ability to choose option one.
[You decide to leave The Invisible Island]
[Four years later, fully prepared, you decide to set out and inform the three sisters of the reason for your departure]
[As expected, Euryale flies into a rage]
[Stheno wears a cold expression]
[Medusa gazes at you reluctantly, but she doesn't seem surprised by your choice]
"Hmph, Moran, you must hate us, right?! Go wherever you want, this goddess doesn't care!"
Euryale spat these words and stormed off angrily.
Medusa quickly chased after her.
"Departing tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Ha, just a mere human, so arrogant. I never had any expectations of you from the start. I'm bored—I've lost interest in outdated toys. Go wherever you like."
Stheno's voice was cold, utterly devoid of emotion.
As if she couldn't care less about Moran.
Watching her retreating figure, Moran couldn't help but let out a wry laugh.
Even knowing his two elder sisters wouldn't give him a kind face, it still stung a little with loneliness.
When it came to parting, couldn't they just be honest?
His eldest sister really was...
"No, if they were that honest, they wouldn't be Euryale and Stheno. Truly, they haven't changed at all since the day I first arrived on this island..."
Moran held no resentment in his heart.
No matter how sharp-tongued Stheno and Euryale were, he could see the truth behind their iron walls.
So, it wasn't something he couldn't accept.
It was just a little lonely, that was all.
"Do you have to leave?"
"If you carry the burden alone, you'll reach your limit eventually. To keep that day from coming, I have to leave."
"Moran..."
Medusa returned to Moran's side.
Knowing her own limits well, she said little.
But the reluctance swelling in her heart had already reached its peak, driving her to act.
Like a snake guarding its food.
She wrapped herself around Moran once more, her emotions deep and heavy.
There was no need for more words.
Just the touch of their interlaced fingers was enough—they poured out their unwillingness through silent actions.
Night fell, and he gazed at the shimmering surface of the water.
This was Moran's last night on The Invisible Island. Tomorrow, he would leave this home where he had lived for twelve years.
Was the night lonely?
No, it wasn't. Not at all.
[Under the moonlight, you see Stheno and Euryale]
[They release the charm of goddesses]
[This supreme allure, capable of bewitching all men, you have no way to resist.]
[No, from the very start, you never intended to resist.]
"How audacious—a mere toy in my hand, trying to escape from me. I'll leave you with a regret you'll never forget, make you rue this choice."
Stheno's crimson lips parted slightly.
Her enchanting smile dimmed even the moonlight.
A bewitching beauty only a goddess could possess—the moment one was captivated, it felt like falling into the underworld.
"That's right. Raised and nurtured by us, yet daring to defy your elder sister. Such disrespect demands a proper punishment."
Euryale smiled, radiantly beautiful.
At this moment, she was as ethereal as a dream.
Neither of them wielded any strange power; they were simply the embodiment of the concept of goddesses.
Their mere existence was enough to enchant men.
And now, with them actively unleashing that charm, the impact could stun even a god.
"W-wait... You, you two... what is this...!"
Moran couldn't move for a moment.
Watching his two elder sisters approach, a familiar, ominous premonition crept into his heart.
"Moran, let this regret be etched into your flesh and soul. The night is still long—I'll make sure that no matter where you go, no matter what woman you see, you can never forget..."
"The honor of touching a goddess isn't something just anyone gets. In the countless days and nights after you leave this island, you'll only be able to think of me. This is the punishment a goddess bestows upon you."
Pleasure laced Stheno and Euryale's words.
Though their tone was so harsh.
They shed their goddesses' pure gauze robes, delivering punishment to the only man they had ever laid eyes on.
The goddesses' unique, moistened breath.
Paired with Shurou Xuerong pressing ever closer, it was like sweet syrup meant to drown Moran in this moment.
A captivating charm that clung like a bone-gnawing maggot.
No doubt, wherever Moran went from now on, he would recall and yearn for this excessively wonderful night.
When that time came, his regret and sighs—
That was what Stheno and Euryale wanted to see.
As for whether they were truly administering punishment, even Moran himself probably couldn't figure it out.
The real answer within this—
Only they themselves would know.
Chapter 7: The Distant Journey from the Island, a Beautiful Dream [Begging for Flowers! Begging for Monthly Tickets!]
[You rode Pegasus and left The Invisible Island]
[In the end, the only one seeing you off was Medusa; Stheno and Euryale did not appear before you]
[Though you felt some regret, you still cast one last glance at The Invisible Island and flew decisively into the distance]
"Sister, Moran... he's already gone..."
"I know, no need for you, foolish sister, to remind me."
Stheno's beautiful face showed no hint of a smile.
On the other side, Euryale puffed out her cheeks and said nothing, the words "sullen and unhappy" practically written across her face.
Even though neither of them said a word—
They still couldn't help secretly watching Moran's departure.
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