If one judged them solely by appearance, Aphrodite was not exaggeratedly superior to Athena after she reached adulthood. However, as the Goddess of War and Wisdom, Athena possessed a stern and heroic bearing. No man would focus on her appearance first; instead, he would pay more attention to her brave, indomitable will to fight.
Aphrodite was the exact opposite. She brought feminine softness to its extreme, perfectly embodying the saying that women were made of water and inspiring men to cherish her.
Even mortal women illustrated this point. Decisive, sharp, professionally dressed career women made men feel intimidated and inferior, while weak, pitiful women with coquettish voices aroused tenderness and romantic feelings in men, setting their chauvinism ablaze.
Athena and Aphrodite possessed precisely these opposing qualities. No wonder Athena hated Aphrodite—their compatibility was as different as heaven and earth.
"Just as expected of the Goddess known as the most beautiful and adorable."
Roy sighed unconsciously. This Goddess's charm was truly unsurpassed, enough to attract even gods with her divinity. Although Roy, as a Campione, instinctively loathed Disobedient Gods, he still found himself faintly experiencing the strange sentiment of a demon king falling in love with a goddess.
"Don't be deceived by this woman's appearance! She used that pitiful face to deceive countless gods and humans, causing who knows how many tragedies!"
Athena snorted coldly and suddenly reached out with the ultimate move known to all women—pinching his waist!
The Goddess of Wisdom seemed displeased that Roy had been captivated by Aphrodite, and she applied slightly more force than necessary.
Unfortunately, not to mention Roy's merciless training under Scathach in Shadow Land, which had raised his pain tolerance to the highest level in this world, after completing his Holy Son's Body, this amount of pain felt no worse than a mosquito's