[Greek mythology] Apollo's counterattack plan

If it was before, Apollo must have agreed without thinking about it.But after being fooled so many times, he summed up some lessons anyway.

Now, as soon as he saw the half-smile of the god of death, Apollo immediately sounded the alarm in his heart, and instead of agreeing immediately, he asked, "Tell me first, what is the condition?"

Thanatos suppressed his smile, and even drooped the spreading wings behind him.

He sighed faintly and said, "You may not know that the underworld is not a good place."

Apollo tilted his head, not understanding why he suddenly brought up this topic.

Thanatos went on to say: "It's dark and cold there, there will never be sunshine, and there will be no flowers blooming, and the breeze will blow, only the souls of the dead wandering back and forth in the dark place."

"I thought..." Apollo said hesitantly, "The gods in the underworld don't like sunlight."

"Why?" Thanatos immediately retorted, "We all yearn for the light, but the underworld is deep underground, and the sun can't shine in. We can only breathe a little bit when we go to the ground to perform tasks."

Apollo looked at him sympathetically, compared to him how lucky he was to be able to live on Mount Olympus.

"So, God of Light," Thanatos said again, "it's a rare opportunity for me to come to the human world. If I want to take the opportunity to have fun, can I stay with you? For these things in the mortal world, you must Much more familiar than I am."

It's such a simple condition!

Before Apollo could answer, Thanatos said again: "It won't take too much time for you. You see, I'm a god of death, and I'm quite busy..."

A beautiful young man with flying silver hair and shining star eyes looked at him eagerly. Apollo felt his heart melt all of a sudden, and hurriedly replied: "Okay, there is no problem at all. You can follow me with confidence, I will definitely take you with me." You play all the fun things."

Thanatos smiled happily: "As an attendant of the God of Light. I don't want those mortals to know that I am the God of Death."

The two walked back to the temple with Arion, who was still in a coma.It didn't take long for Apollo to tell Thanatos what he had seen and heard in the world before, of course, omitting those embarrassing histories.

As soon as they entered the gate of the temple, they saw Abaris and Pythia tidying up the altar together.

"I have decided that I will rebuild the Temple of Light, give regular oracles to mortals, and hold a sports meeting. In addition to sports, music and poetry must also be added." Apollo announced loudly.

Abaris and Pythia's jaws are about to drop, especially Abaris, when did he see the God of Light put his mind on these things.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course." Apollo said dissatisfied, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"Building temples, holding competitions, etc., are very tiring and will take up a lot of your time. You could have used that time to play the piano, sing, or chat with the muse." Abari S said.

In fact, he is very contradictory. On the one hand, he hopes that Apollo, like other gods, will do something serious and not waste a great priesthood.On the other hand, if you don't want his divine power to be too strong, that's not good news for Eros.

Apollo has already called out: "Hey, Abaris, do you have any misunderstandings about me? Am I like the kind of god who is greedy for comfort, does not do business, and does nothing?"

It's not a matter of resemblance, you are, Abaris thought, but he dared not say that.

"As long as you like it," he bowed, "I'm going to the various city-states to spread the news of the oracle." After speaking, he flew away on a golden arrow.

Pythia had already burst into tears with excitement, oh my God, in her lifetime, she finally waited for the day when the God of Light will work hard to bring order.

One day, like the priest of Athena, she will sit in the magnificent temple and receive the envy and worship of countless people.

"I know two very famous architects, and it would be a perfect fit to design the temple," she said impatiently, "If you agree, I'll go find them now."

Apollo nodded.

Pythia left happily.

"As for the competition, you can leave it to me to organize it."

A weak voice suddenly came from the side.Arion didn't know when he woke up, his face was so pale that there was no blood at all, he was leaning against the wall, looking weak.

Apollo hesitated and said, "Are you in good health?"

The harper smiled slightly and said, "Please don't reject me, God of Light. You saved my life, and I must do something for you."

In fact, when he first entered the temple, his consciousness almost recovered, and he could guess who saved him by listening to the conversations of several people.If the gods hadn't personally acted, the stab wound on his abdomen alone would have killed him.

Apollo saw that although his body was weak, but his spirit looked good, he agreed and gave him another handful of magic medicine.

"The name of this tournament... um... let's call it the Pythia Games."

"……it is good."

You don't even bother to take your name.

After a brief rest, Arion also left in a hurry. Time was short, and he had to get in touch with the poets, music and dance performers as soon as possible.

Apollo sat down on the stool, feeling very comfortable.

"I envy you," laughed Thanatos, "for having so many able followers. If only my squires were half as clever as they are. They know nothing but cutting off people's hair."

Apollo said without hesitation: "It's okay, they don't need so many skills anyway..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to bite off his tongue. Isn't this a sad thing that touched the god of death?Only the gods of the underworld do not need to build temples, hold competitions and other ground activities.Judging from what Thanatos said before, he clearly likes to be lively.

Sure enough, the god of death's star eyes dimmed, looking very sad.

"...Uh, I didn't mean to mock you..." Apollo hurriedly explained.This silver-haired boy's nerves are a bit slender, he will pay more attention to what he says in the future.

"I know," Thanatos said with a forced smile, "it's my bad luck to be assigned to such a priesthood, and I can't blame others."

Apollo didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to say, "Come and play with me if you have a chance in the future. The Temple of Delphi and the Temple of Light on Mount Olympus are open for you at any time."

Seriously speaking, he still owes Death a favor.

"Okay." Thanatos smiled and sat down next to Apollo.

A cool feeling came over him, seeping into the body from every pore, so cold that even the heart shrank.

Apollo moved a little, held back, and didn't go away.

If he really did that, the sensitive god of death might think he hated him, and he should be sad again.

Forget it, bear with it, anyway, he just stays on the ground for a while.

Where Apollo didn't pay attention, Thanatos lowered his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled into an arc.

As expected of the God of Light, he is really comfortable on his body, even if he just stays beside him, he can still feel a burst of warmth. I don't know what kind of feeling it will be like to hug him.

In the evening Pythia and Arion returned.

Behind the priestess, there are two handsome young men, judging from their similar appearance, they must be two brothers.

"Trophonius and Agamedes are the most famous architects in all of Greece. They have built many temples for Poseidon and built treasuries for several kings. Let them build the Temple of Light , it is very suitable." The priestess said eagerly, wishing they could start working immediately.

Of course, Apollo didn't have any objections, not to mention that after seeing him, the two brothers didn't have weak knees like many mortals, but were calm and composed, which shows that their psychological quality is good.

"So, two architects," Apollo asked with a smile, "will you take on this difficult job? I will pay you handsomely."

He is a reasonable god, and he never does things that are difficult for others.As for the remuneration, just break a few bricks from the wall of the Olympus temple, which is made of gold anyway.

The two brothers glanced at each other, and the elder brother said, "It's our honor to work for you, the great God of Light. We can't ask for anything, and we don't need money as a reward. But, can you satisfy one of our requirements?"

Hearing this, Apollo felt a headache.

He is also a god who has been walking in the world for many days, and he has some understanding of the mentality of mortals. He is not even interested in money. What kind of requests will they make?

If he wanted eternal life or something, then he couldn't be satisfied.

As if seeing his embarrassment, the architect brother said immediately: "It's not an excessive request, we just want you to personally give us an oracle."

Is it that simple?

Apollo looked at them suspiciously.

Is there any difference between the one I gave and the one given by the priestess?Anyway, the content is the same.Pythia's prophecies are all obtained from me.

I don't know if he has been deceived by Hermes a lot. Now that he encounters anything, Apollo has to weigh it.

The architect brother looked at him calmly.

"Why is it... such an easy request? You guys helped me build the temple, and you should be rewarded more generously." Apollo decided to ask directly.

This time, it was the younger brother's turn to speak, "Because things like money can be earned anywhere, but not everyone has the honor of being personally bestowed by you on the oracle. Great God of Light, please don't You have underestimated our sincerity towards you."

This sounded quite pleasing to the ear.

After much deliberation, Apollo couldn't think of any problems, so he readily agreed.

As soon as they left, Thanatos said slowly, "God of Light, do you really think that these two brothers are not planning any bad ideas?"

Arion immediately echoed: "I also don't think they are good people."

Pythia immediately yelled: "How do you know that they are bad people. Especially you, Arion. This lord servant has lived in Mount Olympus for many years, so he may not know much about it. But you have been living in various places in Greece. Traveling among city-states, have you not heard of their names?"

"I admit that they are indeed the best master architects, with superb skills and hard work, but..." the harpist thought anxiously, there was something wrong with their eyes looking at the God of Light, not like a believer watching God's eyes looked like... Could it be that I was thinking too much?How could a mortal have such courage.

"But what?" Pythia stared at him, "Arion, just say what you have to say. If not, they are the best candidates to build the temple. How long will it take for the temple to be completed?"

Arion ignored her, thought for a while, looked at Apollo firmly, and said: "God of Light, I still think there is something wrong with them, please think about it again. It doesn't matter when the temple can be repaired, your safety is the only one." is the most important."

When Apollo heard this, he wondered, "You mean, they want to kill me? Don't they know that gods are immortal?

"No, no, I didn't mean that. They probably don't want to hurt you. But, I always feel that they may... maybe they want to..." The harpist felt that the next words were a bit difficult to say, and he couldn't speak for a long time .

"Want to sleep with you." Thanatos said crisply.

Pythia covered her mouth and looked at him in horror. He could say such blasphemous words!Isn't he afraid of angering the God of Light?

Arion was full of admiration, yes, this is what he meant, the summary is really concise and clear, and the image is vivid.

Apollo was not angry.

His eyes lit up, but he became interested: "But they are just mortals. How can we achieve this goal?"

After all, they have neither the wine and strength of Dionysus, nor the divine fruit of Ares, nor the transfiguration of Hermes.

The other three looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were also puzzled by this question.

Apollo fell into deep thought with great interest.

Perhaps, perhaps, he could learn a new method again.I feel a little excited just thinking about it.