In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

Perhaps because he has been serving this big sister with twin ponytails for quite some time, Ian is quite clear about Stheno's sensitive points.

The man held her legs on the left and right, then lowered his head, gently took the little ball of flesh like a gem into his mouth, and began to chew it bit by bit. At the same time, he was very careful about his strength so that the other party would not feel pain.

The girl on the bed soon made a cute and humiliating sound, and her slender fingers were restlessly rubbing on the sheets because of the unbearable thoughts in her heart, until her face was little by little dyed as bright red as the sunset.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Stheno released her girlish nature in front of Ian, letting the water splash on the man's face, and then she collapsed on the bed.

"Pegasus, you..." Stheno, who was lying on the bed, turned his head and muttered as if he was explaining or quibbling, "I have never worked so hard before. I am not used to it."

"Really? Master Stheno, do you hate this?" The man wiped the traces from the girl on her skirt.

"...Not bad." Stheno squeezed his legs together a little, "I've never tried this method before."

"so--"

"Pegasus, what's the matter with you?"

"I want to ask you for help." Ian said bluntly.

"Ask me for help?"

"Yes, I hope Master Stheno will not hand over Master Medusa."

The shy girl opened her doors wide, and the man's attitude was serious, as if he was proposing to her.

"please!"

"..."

Just one sentence from Ian was enough to sober up Stheno from his happiness.

She looked at the man who was pressing down on her legs and asked with a complicated expression:

"so--"

"Is this why you suddenly do this for me?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"As long as Master Stheno doesn't hand over Master Medusa, I promise to give you my most sincere efforts every time to let you experience the most extreme pleasure."

"..."

Stheno's expression became more complicated.

After a long while, she sighed as if she had finally recognized the reality.

"Is it because of Medusa after all?"

"That's right... If it wasn't for her, you probably wouldn't be interested in coming to me so proactively."

"Don't worry." Stheno looked at the man on her body, her eyes filled with the determination of a sister.

"Medusa is not only important to you, she is also a sister that I care about very much."

"so--"

"Even if you didn't do this today, I would never hand her over to Poseidon. Never!"

"..."

Stheno's words made Ian feel a little relieved.

"Thank you so much, Master Stheno."

"..."

Hearing this, the girl stretched out her hand towards him and then whispered:

"Um...Pegasus, could you please stop calling me master?"

"Then what should I call you?"

"Just call the name."

"Okay, Stheno."

Ian moved his hand to his waist, then met the girl's surprised gaze and said with a smile.

"Please allow me to express my deepest gratitude to you."

"Eh..." Stheno's throat moved slightly.

"That--"

"I accept your thanks."

Soon, the girl's happy cry was heard again in the room.

That was the result of having the most sincere affection for his sister.

【Stheno firmly stands on your side.】

[After discussing with Euryale, she chose to ignore Poseidon's threats.]

【Yes. 】

[The three Gorgon sisters will never abandon each other. ]

【However--】

[Poseidon's intimidation will not completely disappear because of this disregard. 】

[On the first day you decided not to hand over Medusa, this giant from the sky showed its power.]

[Under his drive, the Oceanus Sea actually began to cross the originally peaceful coastline and submerged the entire beach.]

[All this took less than an hour. ]

[The people began to panic.]

[Under the unknown influence of Poseidon, they have already regarded this huge machine as the real sea god. ]

【As for His proposal to "sacrifice" Medusa, he naturally agreed with it. 】

【The specific influence is to constantly influence the three sisters with words. 】

[They seemed to have forgotten how terrifying they were supposed to be, and only Poseidon's orders were in their eyes.]

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Stheno drove back all the people who came.

"How could I possibly hand over Medusa to Poseidon?!"

But even though Stheno looked so ferocious, there was still a lot of noise outside the mansion.

The shouts came one after another, but there was only one central idea in them.

That is to hand over Medusa.

obviously--

The people living near the Oceanus Sea have already seen "sacrificing" Medusa to Poseidon as the only solution.

And that seems to be the case.

Since it is impossible to defeat Poseidon in a head-on confrontation, the only option is to obey His orders.

What's even more troublesome is that due to their mother's name, the three sisters cannot do anything to those people.

after all--

These are the descendants of Oceanus, so the three sisters certainly cannot act rashly against them.

But listening to those voices, Ian always felt that something was wrong.

Their resentment towards Medusa...doesn't seem to come simply from Poseidon.

[You realize that there may be something else behind this "sacrifice."]

[You started your own investigation without telling the three sisters.]

[The time left for you is not much, and it can even be said to be a little tight. ]

[Luckily, unlike the three famous sisters, as a servant, you have never been remembered, so you can do this kind of thing with ease.]

【You find that things are not simple. 】

[Poseidon's true form did affect people's thinking, but their original thoughts were also reflected in it.]

[“These are all monsters. We didn’t have a chance to get rid of them before. Now that Lord Poseidon is here… it would be a great blessing if we could take one away.”]

【Yes. 】

[The people living near the Oceanus Sea never accepted the Gorgon sisters as monsters. ]

[They were only forced to compromise due to the other party's strength - even though they had no idea how much prey and herbs they had obtained from them.]

[The long-standing lies are completely torn apart by Poseidon's threat at this moment, and the bloody truth is laid out before you. ]

[The so-called people are just taking advantage of the three sisters. ]

[At this point, they are still pushing for more. I hope Poseidon can take away Medusa, the girl you care about the most.]

[You feel like your heart has fallen into an icy cold sea.]

[Because of their mother (even though she might be dead), the three Gorgon sisters naturally couldn't do anything. ]

【But you are different. 】

[You are just a shell floating over from the other side of the Oceanus Sea.]

【Since the people will become the source of threats. 】

【So--】

[As long as we get rid of them, no one will be able to threaten the three sisters, right? ]

[As you think this, a sword slowly appears in your hand. ]

466. The Madman Who Rebelled Against God/The Sword of Chrysaor/The Light of the Seabed (4k)

[What appears in your hand right now is not an ordinary sword. ]

[It shines with golden light and also has a long tail chain. ]

[It seems more like a chain than a sword. 】

[You feel that its appearance is somewhat familiar, but you can't remember where you have seen it for a while. ]

【but--】

【This is not something you need to worry about at the moment. 】

[For you, being able to have such a weapon is already a very ideal situation. ]

Chrysaor -

This is the name that came from the blade.

Although it was the first time he heard the name, Ian felt as if he had some kind of indescribable connection with it.

At least--

For a man, he is not resisting this sound, and even finds it pleasant to the ear.

If that is the case—

Let's name it after the sword.

Ian thought so, and then began to call the golden sword in his hand with the name he got by chance.

"Chrysaor—!"

"If you can hear my voice, please answer with sparkle."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, and then a miraculous scene appeared.

The originally silent golden sword blade began to flash in the pouring rain, like a gem illuminated by the sun.

That rhythmic movement seemed to be answering Ian's question.

"Sure enough." The man looked at the blade in his hand, "This is your name."