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The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse; the night was rich with colors.

In her room, Princess Helen had been busy for a while, arranging carefully selected roses and fragrant peach wood, wiping the fragrant sweat from her forehead. Looking at the simple altar ford on the ground, she couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

Then, she stepped back a few steps, crushed several gems storing Magic Power, chanted a blessing, and called the true na of a certain Chief God.

Monts later, crisp sea wave sounds erged from the altar, and layers of white foam piled up. A stunning figure appeared in the patterns of light, and clusters of light-shaped flowers grew on the floor, filling the air with their rich fragrance.

"Are you the one calling ?"

With a lazy voice, the Goddess draped in a light veil took an interested look at the young girl who had made the sacrifice, and a touch of astonishnt appeared in her eyes.

"What a beautiful child…"

Helen bowed her head shyly and softly voiced her request.

"Lady Aphrodite, I need your help."

As the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Aphrodite always showed enough tolerance and affection for beautiful things and took the initiative to ask, smiling at the beautiful young girl before the altar.

"Tell , what do you want? A handso, reliable husband? Or a lover worth abandoning everything for?"

"Neither!"

Helen quickly shook her head, then bit her lip and spoke solemnly.

"I want to know the answers to a few questions: What is liking? What is love truly?"

Since she couldn't answer these tough questions herself, she decided to seek advice from the Goddess in charge of love and beauty.

And Aphrodite, hearing this rare plea, was slightly taken aback at first, but then a playful smile appeared on her face, and she asked with interest.

"Interesting... What exactly happened? Start from the beginning."

Helen didn't hide anything and told the God of Love everything that had happened recently.

As soon as she had finished speaking, the Spartan Princess eagerly asked.

"Lady Aphrodite, what is the answer?"

Looking at the innocent young girl before her, Aphrodite couldn't help but hide a chuckle.

"Silly child, you shouldn't be asking this question; you should be asking yourself."

"Why?"

Helen looked bewildered, her eyes full of surprise.

"Does that an even you don't know the answer?"

"To be precise, it's because 'liking' and 'love' themselves have never had a so-called 'standard answer.'"

Aphrodite smiled and corrected, then a rare sigh and seriousness appeared on her stunning face as she spoke leisurely.

"The reasons for liking soone vary from person to person, often different for each; love is even more blind, requiring no reason at all. Thus, I cannot answer your questions; you must find the answers yourself."

"So that's how it is..."

Helen suddenly felt very disappointed and listlessly drooped her little head down.

Watching the disheartened young girl, Aphrodite covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

"Silly child, don't you understand? The lack of a standard answer ans that any answer could be right. And his posing this question was just to confirm whether you are mature enough, whether you truly understand what love is."

"I…"

Helen opened her mouth, unsure of how to answer.

Seeing this, Aphrodite asked straightforwardly.

"Do you like being with him?"

"I do!"

Helen subconsciously answered, her hands clutching her chest, muttering about the complex feelings.

"Every ti I see him, I feel my heart race, and I feel safe when I'm by his side. Although he rarely looks at , I always want to catch his attention," she said.

"That's right, this is love!"

The God of Love's eyes lit up, and she imdiately concluded.

However, upon hearing this, Helen felt shy and a bit troubled.

"But it seems like he doesn't like , and he keeps avoiding ," she said.

"What man doesn't like a little sneaking around, especially when such a beautiful girl like you is making advances?"

Aphrodite scoffed and then her eyes showed a hint of admiration.

"Being able to restrain his desires and asking these questions to inspire you to think, just shows how much he cares about you. Moreover, he has a high moral standard and self-control, which is rare among Greek n. If you really choose him, you will definitely have a good husband. So, make sure you seize the opportunity!"

"What if he already likes soone else?"

"With the right shovel, there's no corner that can't be dug. True love is priceless!"

Upon hearing the advice and experience shared by the God of Love, a fierce fire ignited in Helen's eyes, and she nodded vigorously.

"Yes, no matter how many tis I fail, I will never give up!"

"Good! That's the spirit! I love children who go all out in pursuit of love," the God of Love said.

The God of Love greatly appreciated Helen's courage. Excited, she waved her hand and bestowed her blessing.

Watching the three golden apples on the altar, emitting an enticing aroma, Helen beca curious.

"Lady Aphrodite, what are these?"

"Golden Apples! These are treasures shaped by my divine authority. Ordinary people can hardly resist their temptation, and if you eat them, your charisma will be temporarily multiplied several tis, making even deities fall at your feet," Aphrodite proudly replied, her beautiful face filled with pride.

During the last Golden Apple incident, she not only got criticized sharply but also ended up with just a peel.

Unable to vent her frustration on the instigator, she directed her annoyance at the Golden Apples that started the dispute.

Not going to give them to ? I can make my own, even more enticing than the one at the wedding, and in greater quantities!

Thus, three new Golden Apples, containing the God of Love's authority, were freshly made.

Now, seeing the devout petitioner before her, who also matched her tastes, Aphrodite impulsively decided to generously give these three Golden Apples to Helen, hoping they would help her achieve a spectacular love.

However, Aphrodite, who now had a fulfilling love life of her own, still conscientiously gave one final piece of advice.

"Love can't be created from nothing, so even if you eat the Golden Apples, it will only ignite the fla of desire between you both, and it can't last long. If you really want to keep the one you love and have a perfect marriage, you still need to put in the effort yourself."

"I understand, I promise I won't let you down!" Helen said seriously, gently picking up the three precious Golden Apples.

Aphrodite smiled in relief and waved her hand in encouragent.

"Then, go chase your happiness, my child. I will bless you."

Watching the figure gradually disappearing on the altar, Helen gazed at the three Golden Apples in her hands over and over again. Finally, she resisted the desire in her heart, placed them carefully in a wooden box, and clutched her "love" sweetly as she peacefully fell asleep.

"Achoo~!"

Luo En in the room suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

He rubbed his slightly itchy nostrils and looked at the three shards of colorful crystal balls on the table, murmuring softly.

"God of Speed Hers, Demon Ancestor Typhon, Agriculture God Deter... does this Beast Disaster have sothing to do with them? Or is there only one correct answer?"

anwhile, in the Arcadia Royal Palace.

A figure, holding a Caduceus and cloaked in a star-and-moon robe with a face obscured by darkness, stepped into the grand hall led by a maid.

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