Mother's Blessing
"Oppa. Are you really okay leaving like this?"
The next morning.
People had gathered in front of the Temple of the Hearth.
"I'm fine."
"You don't need to say goodbye to the High Priestess?"
"Yesterday's ritual must have worn her out. Let her rest."
It had been an even more intense night than the one with Phylotera, after all.
"There's no need for all of you to come out. Go back inside."
"Take care, hyung."
"You have to write to us, oppa."
"Homeron. Stay healthy."
I covered my face with a hood, raised a hand in farewell, then turned and walked away from the Temple of the Hearth.
At my hip hung the ritual blade I'd used to deal with the Kylails before; a shield and pack were slung across my back.
Bright sunlight poured down.
My steps were lighter and faster than usual.
"Whew. Nice weather."
Leaving the temple behind and finally setting out on the road left me with a strange feeling.
Good thing I emptied everything out yesterday before I left.
My body felt light thanks to that.
I owed Mother Hestia my thanks.
Yesterday had been incredible.
Playing with a virgin goddess who'd finally fallen into a complete bitch had been thoroughly entertaining.
"Hwaaet…♥ Hwaaah♥"
Tongue lolling, Hestia swayed those bursting breasts as they hung heavy beneath her, crawling toward me on her knees and elbows with her head bowed low, as if she meant to bury her face in the floor.
Semen oozed sluggishly from both holes, mixed with slick arousal that dripped and left a trail across the stone — like a slug dragging a sticky path behind it.
Twang!
I tugged the slack leash. Elbow propped on the armrest of the throne, chin in my hand, I watched her at my leisure.
"Don't be lazy."
I gave the quiet command and pulled her closer.
"If you're a bitch, then act like one and come running properly."
"Hnn…♥ Haah♥"
Even under that rough order she kept her hips tightly clenched and obeyed, which I found endearing.
When she finally reached me, I stroked Hestia's hair with unexpected gentleness.
"Good girl, Mother."
"Hehe…"
She nuzzled her cheek against my erect cock with blissfully unfocused eyes, smiling so lewdly it was almost unbearable.
"Haa… so manly♥ My son, you're such a real man…"
I couldn't hold back. I took her again.
Looking back, I had acted like something of a beast.
I'd fucked her on the throne, then made her press flat to the floor with her hands clasped, driving into her from behind. When I lifted her into a full carry-fuck, she nearly died of pleasure.
Maybe I went a little too hard.
But what was I supposed to do?
She was the one who'd made me so hard.
She had to take responsibility for that.
"Whew. I'll rest a bit, then keep going."
Reliving yesterday as I walked made the time pass easily.
I sat on a rock and stared at the signpost.
Road to Athens →
I unfolded the map I'd received just before setting out.
The Temple of the Hearth where I'd been living was supposedly a frontier shrine in Astropolis, wasn't it?
Looking at it like this, it really sinks in.
I'd already felt it on some level.
This was a world where the monsters and gods of ancient Greek myth lived and breathed.
No matter how you looked at it, it was another world.
But spreading the map made that reality hit with full force.
Athens at the center of the world.
A vast continent split in two by the Aegean Sea, with countless islands scattered across the rest.
Only two mainlands, and a scatter of lesser isles — the shape of this world finally felt real.
At least I don't have to take a ship all the way to Athens. Small mercies.
The heart of the continent, and one of its two capitals.
Athens was the first wellspring for anyone who meant to become a hero.
To operate in this world in earnest, you had to pass through that cultural capital.
And after that, the place I need to head for…
The city that was the other face of the same coin as Athens.
This world's second capital.
Oceania — the city that worshipped Poseidon, father of monsters and its true king.
Hestia had said something about that yesterday.
"Hnn… Haa, haa… G-go to Oceania and a-ask Poseidon for help."
The way she'd said it while straddling my cock, grinding her hips, clutching my face — that image was hard to forget.
Delivering critical information with glazed eyes and a flushed face made the contrast almost absurd.
"B-becoming a hero isn't everything… P-Poseidon is fighting Zeus for power… S-so if you ask him for help… Haaah♥ I-I can't hold on…!"
The sight of her spewing slick while still impaled and barely able to move had been unbearably cute.
She twisted her body, unable to endure my thickness — never realizing that the squirming only stimulated her further.
"A-aah! N-nooo♥ My son's cock is too manly…♥ I-I can't take it♥"
I kissed her lips gently.
I was hard enough myself that holding back had become nearly impossible.
I gripped those soft, sticky-rice-cake hips of hers and began thrusting hard upward.
Thwack♥ Thud♥ Thwaack♥
"Nnghyaaah♥ Baby♥ Babyyy♥"
I buried my face in her breasts.
They were massive enough to swallow my whole face.
I lightly teased the nipple buried deep inside with the tip of my tongue.
"Nnghiiiit♥"
Hestia twisted hard and rolled her eyes back.
Her body was so hypersensitive by then that even that small touch set her off.
Pssht♥ Pssht♥
The way she soaked my thighs with gushing slick was almost too adorable.
"Inverted nipples, huh?"
I rolled her areola with my tongue and began to suck, slowly and steadily.
The more I did, the more her buried nipple rose into my mouth.
"Hwaaat♥ Aah♥ Haaah…! B-baby♥ S-suck Mother's milk…♥ Aang… My cute little baby…"
Hearing that, I couldn't hold back any longer.
I sucked harder.
Pop♥
At last the inverted nipple emerged.
At the same moment Hestia arched backward and climaxed.
"Hwaaaaah♥"
I greedily mouthed and kneaded those heavy breasts while fucking the woman straddling me without mercy.
Yeah. I really was a complete animal.
Getting an entire round of sex just to hear about Oceania — my brain had clearly melted into pure lust.
But how am I supposed to not get hard?
Pressing her flat to the floor like a slug and slowly grinding deep inside her womb while she drooled and sobbed pitifully had been cute too.
In the end I only felt satisfied after packing both her womb and her ass full of cum until they bulged.
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She lay back against the throne with her head thrown, both hands clenched on the armrests, trembling violently.
Hestia's thighs were spread wide, breasts and pussy fully exposed, cum still oozing out in thick ropes as she lost consciousness.
I traced my fingertips over the soft swell of her womb.
Twitch♥ Twitch♥
I carved the score into her shuddering flesh.
"The virgin goddess's bitch pussy is incredible."
I meant every word.
The taste of her pussy had been in a completely different league from Phylotera's.
That writhing, grinding pressure and sensation, plus the innate lewd talent of an Olympian goddess.
And on top of that, a goddess's authority that could grant pregnancy whenever she wished.
"Hwaaat♥ Impregnate me…! Get me pregnant♥ Knock me up with your son's cock…♥"
At the end she'd even said that, pulling me into her arms and kissing me of her own will — how was I supposed to give her anything less?
Still not a 9.0 or higher, though.
Score inflation would be a problem if I got careless.
Besides, Mother Hestia was my principal wife.
I could claim her whenever I wanted.
And it still hasn't appeared permanently on the Status Window.
When I'd fully conquered Phylotera, Hestia's avatar, the Review had registered permanently.
Which meant Hestia herself still wasn't completely mine.
My guess was that I'd have to travel to other Temples of the Hearth and claim the remaining avatars before that message finally appeared.
I could give her a proper permanent score then.
Even with Phylotera, the flavor of her insides had shifted subtly once she was fully conquered, according to the score I'd given her.
In other words, a permanent score on a goddess completely rewrote how she tasted based on the number I assigned.
Anything 9.0 and above can wait as a treat for later.
I lifted my head.
A mother for me alone.
A single virgin goddess belonging only to me.
Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth.
Among the goddesses of Greek myth, others had sworn virginity as well.
But as myths and traditions blended, even some virgin goddesses ended up with children.
Not Hestia.
Every tradition involving offspring had been transferred to Hera.
That was why she remained pure, chaste, and more innocent than any other virgin goddess.
Now she was wholly mine.
And I, in turn, was her only son.
This is the proof.
I wiped the blood from the blade that had cut down the Nephérion.
A humanoid monster roughly 1.8 meters tall.
After finishing three of them, I shook the tip clean and looked down the length of the blade.
Blessing: Hero of Hestia
When possessing Hestia's divine relic, physical stats are enhanced by 1.8×.
Thanks to the blessing Mother had granted me after I claimed her, the fight had been easy.
Compared to facing the Kylail swarm, my combat power had clearly improved.
I smiled faintly.
Thank you, Mother.
The road to Athens didn't look like it would be all that difficult.
Not with my adorable virgin-goddess mother watching over me.