[Greek mythology] Apollo's counterattack plan

At night, the light from the Pillars of Atlantis dimmed, and Apollo moved into action.

He put on the priest's robe, passed through the rooms unobtrusively, and entered Triton's bedroom.

The door is also made of sea water, you don't need to push it at all, just step in and go in.

Although Apollo had been mentally prepared, when he entered the room, he was still a little surprised.

Terry was lying on his side on top of a huge shell, already asleep.

The pillow he used was woven of green seaweed, surrounded by fiery red coral and white pearls.The ice-blue hair fell down like a robe, covering the whole body.Between the gaps in the hair, snow-white arms were exposed.

His face was very soft and beautiful, his eyelashes were long and covered, his lips were slightly raised, as if he was having a good dream.

Just looking at the upper body, Triton is really a beauty.Apollo was so excited that he forgot about the business for a while.

but……

When his eyes shifted to his lower body, he felt suddenly a little hungry.

The tail is long and large, covered with silvery white scales.During the day, it stands upright like a human leg, looking strong and powerful.But now, limply drooping on the shell, it looks extraordinarily... plump and delicious.

If it is coated with olive oil and salt, and then roasted on the fire, it must taste very good...

Apollo swallowed his saliva, took back his thoughts, and began to think seriously, where did Triton put his conch.

He walked lightly to his side, pushed away the seaweed, pearls and corals that were in the way, and finally found a horn of the small conch on his waist, it turned out that he had pressed it under his body.

Apollo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The exposed part of the conch is also too small. If you grab it and pull it gently, it is very likely that you will not be able to pull it out.If the strength is stronger, it is very likely to alarm Triton.

Of course, he is not afraid of him.

But he has already fully experienced his escape technique, once he wakes up, he may run away without a trace in a blink of an eye.If you don't get it this time, it will not be easy to steal his things while he is sleeping next time.

Apollo stayed for a while, racking his brains, and suddenly remembered Hermes' words.

"There are two tricks to stealing." He shook his head and said triumphantly, "First, you must divert the other party's attention. Second, you should use light hands and fast movements. After taking the object Just leave, only in this way can you catch him."

Apollo looked down at Triton.

There is no need to divert his attention, so the key lies in the word of quick hands.He had to hold the conch in his hands before Triton woke up, so that he wouldn't be afraid even if he woke up.

Apollo made up his mind, so he grabbed the small tip of the conch with two fingers, and pulled it very lightly and slowly for a long time, finally making it more exposed.

He changed it to use five fingers, grasped all the parts he could hold, and then pulled it out as fast as possible.

Hearing a "pa", the piece of shell that was standing up suddenly closed and hit him on the back.His body involuntarily rushed forward, and he fell headfirst on Triton's body, and his nose hit his face, causing him to gasp in pain.

Fortunately, the conch has already been obtained, which can be regarded as achieving the goal.

Before Apollo got up, he went to look at the spoils in his hands, and he couldn't help but feel extremely depressed.

I saw that one end of the conch was tied with a gold thread, and the other end was connected to the inside of the shell.He pulled it hard, but it couldn't move. Instead, he completely closed the shell just now, covering him and Terry with it.

At this time, Prince Hai woke up slowly.

He opened his eyes and saw Apollo's face at a close distance. He was not surprised at all, but smiled and said, "It's a great honor for the God of Light to come to climb my bed in the middle of the night."

Apollo's face turned red all of a sudden, and he buried his head in the pillow made of seaweed, without saying a word.

What can he say?Stealing was caught and revealed.Lying on someone's body in an ambiguous posture.The point is, once the shell was closed, it was difficult for him to even move, let alone get off Triton's body.

Sea Prince suppressed a smile, put his hands around Apollo's shoulders, hugged him, and smiled in his ear: "Don't be shy, I also mean it. Come here, then sleep here tonight Bar."

Sleep, how to sleep?Who sleeps with whom?

Apollo immediately thought of the fish tail, which was being pressed down by his legs.

He unconsciously rubbed against the fish's tail, and immediately got a warm response from Triton.

His fish tail began to swing up and down slightly, gently scraping Apollo's inner thigh, scratching the delicate skin.

When Apollo felt this, his whole body was not well, and his body was as stiff as a stone.

Triton immediately noticed his change, and deliberately smiled: "What's the matter? I haven't started bullying you yet, you are like this?"

"Can your fish tail be turned into a leg?" Apollo asked suddenly.

"No." After Triton finished answering, he suddenly realized, and smiled, "Don't worry, you can use fish tail. Do you want to feel it?"

"No, no need." Apollo almost cried out in fright, "I'm going back."

He is not Poseidon, he does not have such a strong taste.

He also didn't care about the little conch, so he threw it away.Pushing the shell up, he fell off Triton and ran towards the door.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't you want this thing?" Triton picked up the conch, untied the rope, and threw it into his hand.

Apollo caught it, but didn't go away, thinking in situ.

Didn't he try his best to protect his little conch before?Why are you so generous now.There will be no conspiracy, right?

Triton seemed to see through his mind, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, this is a real conch shell. I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can brag about it."

Apollo immediately put it to his mouth, and when he blew, there was no sound.He blew it again, but it still didn't sound, and he was furious: "This is obviously a fake."

Triton said innocently, "No, it's true. Look at the pattern on it, it's natural. But conch shells are hard to blow."

"How is it possible?" Apollo did not believe, "There is no musical instrument in the world that I can't play."

"But the conch is not a musical instrument."

It seems... makes sense.

Apollo was discouraged: "Then what's the use of it."

"It's useful," Triton said with a smile. "If you don't know how, I can teach you. Of course, I will ask for a reward."

Seeing his smile, Apollo felt that the reward he was talking about would not be gold or something, so he didn't ask in detail, so he simply threw back the conch in his hand, turned around and left.

Triton propped up his upper body on his elbows calmly, looked at his back with a smile, and kept slapping the shells under him with his fish tail.

Apollo walked a little while thinking.

It turns out that conch shells are difficult to blow, but they can be learned.

This information is so important.

The young man selling conch during the day, named Plato, must be able to blow it, otherwise how could he sell this thing.

Go directly to him tomorrow, there is no need to learn from Triton.

His reward is much simpler, nothing more than gold, pearls and the like, as much as there is in the temple.

The plan was made, Apollo returned to his bedroom, and slept in a good mood.

Early the next morning, I went straight to the market.

But as soon as he stepped onto the street, he felt that something was wrong.

The place where people came and went yesterday has become much deserted today.Not only are there fewer pedestrians, but even many stalls are closed.

While wondering, he searched for Plato in every corner.

Find the end of the street from the street, and find the street from the end of the street.I searched back and forth three times, but I didn't even see a shadow.

Finally, Apollo couldn't bear it any longer, he grabbed a kind-looking young man and asked him what was going on.

The young man looked him up and down, and wondered: "Friend, you just came from another continent in Atlantis, right? You don't know about such a big thing. Here, let me tell you, wait a minute, The court will try a guy who committed a crime of blasphemy. His lord judge personally caught him, otherwise, he would have slipped away. In that case, if he offends the Sea God and brings disaster to us, what shall we do..."

The young man was still talking non-stop, but Apollo had already lost his mind.

Blasphemy, temples, gold... He was talking about Plato, right?

Whether he is or not, go and see first.

"...Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to be a juror." The man was about to leave after speaking.

Apollo grabbed him and smiled: "I happen to be going too, so I'll go with you."

According to the laws of Atlantis, anyone can visit the prisoner before the trial begins.Apollo spoke to the guarding soldiers and was allowed to enter.Of course, even if they don't allow it, he still has a way to get in.

Plato, as a serious criminal, was locked in the innermost room.The soldiers led Apollo here, opened the lock, and left.

Apollo opened the door and entered.

Plato was standing by the window, and when he turned his head to see him, his face immediately lit up.

He hurried over to meet him, took out something, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "It's great that you're here. This is for you, and you must keep it away so that no one can see it. Alright, let's go Bar."