[Greek mythology] Apollo's counterattack plan

Sparta in southern Greece.

Hermes and Apollo were sitting on the tall city wall, shaking their feet, watching the soldiers drill.

This is an extremely boring city-state. There is almost no music, poetry, statues, paintings and other art-related things. The only thing the residents are passionate about is fighting. All the men in the city, regardless of age, are all warriors.

Apollo has never figured out why Hermes brought him here. Could it be that he is tired of visiting all of Greece and can't find a place to play?

Along the way, he had long felt that Hermes was not really looking for Ares's location, because he had been acting idle and unhurried.Play the flute in the mountains today, and go to the temple to worship tomorrow.According to his method of finding, Apollo doubted whether he would not be able to find it after hundreds of years of searching.

Although the gods are immortal and don't need to rely on food to maintain their lives, but their hands and feet are tied, and staying in such a small bronze tank, Ares doesn't know how depressed he will be.

As for Apollo's love for him, oh, as time passed, there was actually not much left, and now he simply sympathized with the God of War.

"Hermes," Apollo finally couldn't help asking, "when did we start looking for Ares?"

"My brother," Hermes stretched out his hand and hooked his shoulder, "So you still remember this matter, I thought you were having fun, and you forgot about it a long time ago."

Apollo blushed slightly. In fact, he really forgot, but when he passed the Temple of Ares just now, he accidentally remembered it again.

Hermes smiled and said: "In a few days, Corinth City will hold something called the Isthmian Games. I heard it's very interesting. Let's finish watching that and think about other things, how about it?"

When Apollo heard it, his heart moved.After all, his Delphi is going to hold the Pythia Games, just to see how other city-states hold sports games, and learn from them if there are good places.

What's more, Collins is a city-state facing the sea, and its patron saint is Poseidon, the god of the sea.Compared with Ares, that guy has a lot more hobbies, and his guard city must be more fun.

So, based on the above reasons, he readily agreed.

But when he sat in the stands at Collins Field, he immediately regretted it.

In Apollo's imagination, sports are nothing more than running, discus throwing, javelins and the like. Who knew that at the beginning of the game, a bull ran out of the fence next to it.Its eyes were red, its nostrils were breathing heavily, and its two horns gleamed coldly like sharp daggers.

The four corners of the sports field were all full of people.The bull shook its head, its eyes the size of copper bells fixed on a strong young man, and rushed over without hesitation.

The young man seemed to have been prepared a long time ago, and instead of avoiding it, he accelerated towards the bull.At the moment when a man and an ox were about to collide, he jumped up suddenly, his feet were off the ground, he did two somersaults in the air, passed over the ox, and reached behind the ox's tail before falling down. stop.

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

The first time Apollo saw this kind of sports, he couldn't help applauding.That mortal's body flexibility can be so good, it is already very good.

However, the second person was not so lucky. The moment he took off, his foot slipped and he hit the sharp horn... The scene was very bloody.

Next came the third, the fourth...

I don't know whether it was because the bull's momentum was too fierce or the mortal's strength was too weak. Only a few people managed to jump over the bull's back, and most of them were killed or seriously injured on the spot.

On the sports field, blood soon flowed into rivers, and the brown soil was dyed bright red.

Apollo felt uncomfortable for a while, and said, "Hermes, I don't want to watch it, let's go back."

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Hermes did not respond at all.

Apollo turned his head strangely, and saw him staring fixedly at a corner of the opposite stand, with no smile on his face, and his eyebrows were all wrinkled.

It was unprecedented for Hermes to ignore him.

Out of curiosity, Apollo followed his gaze.

A large awning was set up in that corner, and a few people were sitting sparsely inside.Not only were they sitting on chairs, but a table was placed in front of them with fresh fruits and fine wines.

At first glance, it is the place where VIPs sit.

"What's the matter, Hermes?" Apollo couldn't help but pushed him hard, "Is there anyone you know there? It can't be the princess of some city-state, right? Your lover?" After talking, He couldn't help laughing himself.

Hermes looked away as if he had just realized it just now, and said, "No, no, that guy, if I read correctly, is the founder of Collins City, Sisyphus. He should have died long ago Ah, why are you still alive?"

"Perhaps they narrowly escaped death," said Apollo.

"No," Hermes shook his head. "When he died, I was the one who led his soul to the banks of the River Styx. He couldn't have escaped from that ghostly place. What's going on here? Woolen cloth?"

There was a rare look of doubt on his face.

Apollo didn't know either, so he had to say: "This matter is really puzzling, why don't you go and ask him yourself?"

"This is not a good idea." Hermes said hesitantly, "He is a scheming mortal, and he doesn't have a few words of truth in his mouth. Dear brother, you probably don't know, even Hades's The god of death has been deceived by him too. If Ares hadn't rescued him, Thanatos must still be imprisoned somewhere in Collins."

"Really?" Apollo was refreshed when he heard that, and he was very happy.He didn't forget how the twin brothers Death and Sleep bullied him.

He wanted to rush over immediately and ask that Sisyphus how to deal with the god of death, but Hermes suddenly said: "No, I still have to find out what's going on. If Hades misunderstood me as a god It would be bad if the envoy failed his duty and did not escort him there."

After speaking, he patted Apollo on the shoulder, and said: "Brother, you can have fun here for a while, I will be back soon."

"No, I want to go back and rest." They lived in Poseidon's temple.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the temple to find you later."

After speaking, Hermes left in a hurry.

Apollo stood up, looked at the playground, and found that the bull-jumping was over, and the archery competition began immediately.

This is his favorite project, so he decided to finish this one before leaving.

Unexpectedly, after all the shooters have finished the competition, there is actually a special link: interested spectators can go to the field to compete with the champion.

So Apollo showed his little hand with a smile on his face, and he used his own silver bow.Of course, arrows are mortal arrows.His golden arrow is really too conspicuous.

When the audience applauded and cheered frantically, the Long-Range God walked out of the arena, satisfied and at the same time, with a trace of loneliness between his brows.

Alas, mortals' archery skills are really bad, even if they win their opponents, they don't have any sense of accomplishment.

What he didn't notice was that above the stands, there was a gaze following his figure, until he walked out of the gate of the arena, he still didn't look back.

That gaze came from a woman.

She was wearing a blue silk gown embroidered with two dolphins.The exposed arms are smooth and white.On her right wrist is an exquisite gold bracelet, a sign of the noble status of its owner.It's a pity that she wears a white veil on her face, covering most of her face. There are only two beautiful eyes, which show that she has amazing beauty.

It's just a pity that those bright eyes were full of malice.When she stared at Apollo's back, she seemed to wish to see seventeen or eight holes in his body.

She just stared at the gate so motionless, even the intense sports on the field couldn't distract her eyes.

After a while, a long-haired maid hurriedly ran to her side holding her skirt, bowed her head and said, "Ma'am, the follower is back, and we already know where he lives."

The woman then looked back, said "hmm", and then remained silent for a long time.

The maid sneaked a few glances at her, opened and closed her mouth, closed and opened her mouth, and finally couldn't help it, and asked, "Ma'am, is that young man really Apollo, the God of Light?"

The aristocratic woman called Mrs. said sharply: "Are you questioning my judgment? Then, let me tell you clearly. When he shoots arrows, the silver bow he uses contains huge divine power. What do you say Tell me, in the entire God Realm, besides Apollo, who else would have such a baby?"

The maid's face turned pale, but she still had the courage to ask: "But, if he is really the God of Long-Range, wouldn't we be blaspheming if we want to plot against him? I... I heard from those priests that I was annoyed. Gods in the sky, the end will be extremely miserable. Ma'am, I am afraid."

"Don't be afraid," the woman's tone softened. "This is Corinth, and our god of protection is Poseidon. Even if we encounter any danger, won't the sea god stand up for us? Don't forget, me and What is his relationship. Or do you not trust him and worry that he is not Apollo's opponent?"

"No, no, you have to believe me, I definitely don't have such thoughts." The maid's face became even paler, her whole body trembling slightly with fear.

Compared with Apollo, the sea god she believed in since she was born obviously has a more direct deterrent power.

Her hostess said again: "What's more, what's so great about the gods. It's just that they have more strength, but their brains don't work very well. Have you seen that?" She pointed to Sisyphus on the other side of the stand, " The great King Sisyphus not only fooled the god of death, deceived Hermes, the envoy of the gods, but also slapped Hades severely. What can they do with him? He is still alive and well. Even if that Apollo has mastered many priesthoods, so what, according to the rumors, he is not known for his wisdom."

"Yes, yes, ma'am." The terrifying maid trembled her lips, not daring to make further comments.

Seeing that she was afraid of being like this, the woman snorted disdainfully, then ignored her, secretly planning her own affairs.