818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

The god, who was as beautiful as a painting as a whole, was not in a hurry to question the sin of the disrespectful person. His gentle attitude moved the people around him, and even De Istra couldn't help being in a trance under such a kind question.

From this we can see how cruel the gods of Zeus are in the hearts of human beings.

De Istra shook his head violently, no, he must bear in mind the cruelty of the gods, because these guys...

Thinking of the dead face of his wife, thinking of his daughter who is still missing, thinking of his son who is not of his own blood.

The king of Arendre gritted his teeth fiercely, ignoring the gods to pierce the mercy he was seeking in his heart, and said in disgust: "Gods from afar, please leave my country, this is the place where the sun god is believed, and it will not change. Believe in other gods."

Prosser looked at him quietly, and said in a voice full of unknown melodies: "I don't need your country to believe in me, I'm just mourning my people." He looked at the land full of flowers, his eyes were deep and revealing Give people an unclear look.

De Istra frowned, trying to suppress his anger, "Please leave, god from afar, we don't want to incur the wrath of the sun god, I hope you can grant us mercy."

Prosser: "What if I say no?"

"You!" D'Istra, who had a bad temper, turned his head violently, but avoided his eyes when he met those eyes. He seemed to be overwhelmed as if he was struggling, and took a deep breath. He said indifferently: "Please leave."

Prosser said lightly: "As the price for letting me stay here, I can grant you one wish, whether it's the resurrection of the dead, or being an enemy of the gods, I can satisfy you."

He spoke lightly words that in the eyes of mortals were close to wishful thinking, but because of this, he got a vague awe.

De Istra's lips trembled, and his eyes flickered. Obviously, Prosser's words pierced his heart precisely, but he was still afraid of the god's moodiness.

Prosser raised his eyebrows: "You have a wish to realize, don't you? And I happen to have something to do."

Speaking of this level, De Istra was inevitably moved.Even though he knew that doing so would drag his country into the abyss, he couldn't help but do the thing he despised the most in the past, bowing his head and begging the gods to fulfill his wish.As a father who loved his daughter deeply, he violated his principles.

De Istra looked at Proser, and every word he uttered seemed to be dripping with blood.

"my daughter……"

Prosser tilted his head to look at the struggling King Arendre.

De Istra said with difficulty: "Please bring my daughter back... Then, I will allow you to stay."

Prosser looked at him silently, "Just like that?"

D'Istra nodded sternly.

"Okay," Prosser said calmly, spreading his wings behind his back, "As you wish."

Then he flew high into the sky, looking for where Apollo was and flew over.

Since it is a country of belief in the sun god, Apollo must not be ignorant of what happened in this field.

With this in mind, Prosser easily found Apollo taking a bath by the flowing water in a certain valley.

Apollo was enjoying the coolness in the icy water. Before the altercation of the god-king, the source of order had the upper hand, which instantly improved his divinity a lot.

So in the recent period of time, he has been quietly experiencing this change in the temple, and today is the first time he has gone out.

Picking up a handful of water and sprinkled it on the shoulders, the soft blond hair was soft on the neck, and the delicate collarbone inadvertently contained a few drops of clear water, which made the scenery very attractive.

The reflected water reflected on Apollo's face, and he let out a sigh of relief, feeling that his whole god had come alive.

In summer, even gods would feel irritable. At this time, it would be such a wonderful feeling to be soaking in spring water under the greenery.

While he was enjoying it, his ears moved suddenly, and the sound of wings beating made him stand up from his supine position.

The water reached his waist, and the sparkling water reflected the perfect texture of his chest and abdomen, and his milky white skin was smooth, tender and attractive.

When Prosser came, he saw Apollo like this.

Even though he knew the other party's identity, the Sun God still greeted him in a friendly manner, and then put back his blond hair on his forehead, exposing his handsome face, adding a sense of wildness.

Apollo: "Proser? I've always wanted to meet you."

The sun god who said this was a little puzzled, as if he was confirming his name, but the next words were completely friendly to him.

Prosser raised his eyebrows in his heart, Apollo seemed to have a good impression of him, but where did this favor come from?If I remember correctly, he played tricks on the other side when we first met.

Apollo didn't know the little Jiujiu in Proser's heart, so he smiled and invited him to take a bath together.

"The weather is hot and dry today. Would you like to soak in the cold spring? It's very comfortable."

Prosser: "...No, forget it."

Although he was wearing clothes that looked hot on a hot day, he still refused the invitation of the handsome man with integrity.

Prosser is serious, I am only responsible to Hades, so don't seduce me!

"That's it," Apollo said regretfully, shaking his head, "Actually, I really want to know you."

Prosser: "After meeting me?" The blue eyes that were similar in color to the other party seemed to see through Apollo's heart, "What do you want to do?"

Stared at by such clear eyes, Apollo shook his head, "Because you are a senior."

senior……

Prosser raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to know from me?"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so straightforward, Apollo hurriedly said, "All." The ambition in his eyes really made those eyes that seemed to reflect the shade of the summer forest look extremely beautiful.

Prosser nodded: "Yes." He would not refuse people who seek knowledge, "If you have a chance, you can come to the underworld to find me."

Apollo was stunned, part of him was hesitant that the other party promised too simply and he felt guilty, and the other part was wondering if he could change the place?Hades is a little bit towards the God of Light, but then he thought that this is also the God of Light, if he can bear it, so can he!

The Sun God, who secretly made up his mind, solemnly expressed his thanks to the other party.

But with God's perspective, we know that the reason why Prosser can tolerate it is completely malicious, and he has malicious intentions from Chapter 1 of this article to the present.

Cough, back to the topic, Apollo sweetly said to Prosser, "If there is anything that needs my help, please be sure to explain it."

This is like giving pillows while drowsy, such a lovely sun god, why didn't Prosser discover it before?

Thinking of this, he pretended to be serious and coughed, "It just so happens that King Arend's daughter is missing. I promise to help him find it. That's your place of faith. Do you have any clues?"

Apollo looked up and thought about it, at first he was just thinking, and then he looked embarrassed as if suddenly recalling something: "...it seems... a bit?"

As soon as he heard it, Prosser knew that the other party must have a clue, so he said seriously: "If you know, please tell me."

Apollo smiled wryly, thinking how to say this is his own fault, and he carried it for his younger brother, so he simply did it under Prosser's questioning.

In fact, Cassandra, the princess of Arendre, swore to the sun god to give birth to a son for him in exchange for the ability to prophesy.

Therefore, as a rare god of prophecy, he also has a sympathetic temperament, and Apollo agreed without much rejection.

Then during their time together, Hermes saw Cassandra by chance and fell in love with her at first sight.

"Although I'm sorry, I was meditating in the temple before, and I didn't notice when Cassandra was taken away by Hermes."

Apollo calmly showed due apology and demeanor for his mistakes.

"If possible, I would be happy to lead the way for you in exchange for forgiveness."

Prosser nodded: "Understood, then I will trouble you."

Apollo's jaw was about to come out of the water naturally.

No matter what the reason is, Prosser is a little embarrassed now. It is definitely not good for him to stare at a big male god out of the water, but it is even more awkward to turn around and not look at him.

So he looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a more natural attitude than the other party, and said in a disguised way: "The scenery here is very good."

Facts tell us that the bright and sad style of painting is sometimes for the sake of seeing no evil.

While wiping his body, Apollo said with a smile: "Al told me, she said that she always comes here to take a bath, but it's all under the stars at night. Recently, I seem to worry her a little bit, so She suggested that I come and relax."

"So this is ah."

"Yes."

Apollo put on his robes and steamed his hair dry with divine power. When he turned his head, he happened to see Proser in a bright and sad posture.

Sunshine, who was supposed to be a member of the sun god, took the initiative to project the brightest part for him.

This involuntarily made him start to look carefully at this foreign god.

Beauty is of course something that cannot be ignored, but what makes Apollo most peculiar is the power of light that does not contain impurities.

Unlike him, who is described as a big boy of vitality and a proud sun god, the other party is purely like a light source, capable of plundering even the sight of a god.

Such extreme power is what he pursues, and it is also what he prefers.

The divine power of the same attribute was running, and he regained consciousness from the almost obsessed gaze, and when he looked at Prosser again, he was no longer attracted by his divinity, but simply admired him as a person.

Then Apollo paid special attention to the other's bare ankle.

The bones are slender but also the soles of men's feet. It is very suitable for stepping on the emerald green grass, as if the lively green sets off its whiteness and sanctity.

"Packed up?"

Halfway through the thought, the other party's voice sounded, Apollo looked away as if nothing had happened, and said with a light smile: "Okay."