Russell waged a heavenly battle within himself, repeatedly bouncing between beast and worse than beast. If he broke his promise to Hephaestus, the two-meter-tall bearded muscleman would burst into tears on the spot.
But if he chose to be worse than a beast, Aphrodite would cry pitifully too, and he would have to lend her his broad shoulders and comfort her with kind words.
Since ancient times, one could not have both big brother and sister-in-law. His life was too hard.
Russell's thoughts took their usual leap, while Aphrodite rolled her eyes beautifully and pulled a Battle Armor sketch from her bosom.
"Sun God, this is the Love God Battle Armor Hephaestus designed for me. What do you think?"
What a white design drawing!
Russell's expression turned grave as he accepted the fragrant sheet of paper and examined it carefully.
"Sun God, the design drawing is in your hands."
"Oh, sorry. I damaged my brain fighting Ares last time, and my cross-eyed problem still hasn't healed."
Russell coughed lightly and looked at the design in his hand. At a glance, he immediately nodded repeatedly.
Hephaestus was indeed the God of Forging. Though the broader environment had left his thinking rigid and difficult to change, after seeing the Sun God Battle Armor, the thirteen Golden Cloths, and the Fire God Battle Armor designed by Russell, his design philosophy had changed considerably.
The Love God Battle Armor emphasized splendor and nobility, with icy blue as its primary color. It was grand and majestic without losing its aloof, breathtaking beauty.
It was clear that Hephaestus had put great thought into the design. Russell could even see his standards for choosing a spouse in it. The honest man hoped his wife would be like the Love God Battle Armor in the design: a quiet,