[Greek mythology] Born to be arrogant

Apollo was silent.

Daphne was so dumbfounded that she couldn't even speak, big beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks, her face had already lost its color, and it was as pale as a piece of crumpled paper.She worked hard for a long time before she managed to squeeze out a few words from her throat:

"This is impossible……"

—Diana couldn't have guessed her plan.

——But in fact, she not only guessed her plan, but also basically guessed her backhands all over!

——What a terrible goddess, what a terrible insight!

Daphne once again thought of the sentence she said earlier... "The only person I miscalculated was you."

Yes, she miscalculated Diana.

As Diana said, just because she doesn't speak doesn't mean she doesn't know anything.She just doesn't mind her own business.

If someone reaches out to her most important person...for example, Apollo.

Then, it will definitely trigger her stormy revenge.

No, no revenge is required.

It was enough for her to explain everything that was going to happen or might happen in front of Apollo.

Apollo is not stupid, he just easily goes crazy for Diana.

After Diana explained what happened one by one, and even predicted the future development, if Apollo fell into this trap again, then he would be Apollo in vain.

Daphne twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, her smile was a bit bleak: "What are you going to do with me?"

"I told you, you, leave." It was Diana who spoke.

"Heh..." Daphne chuckled, "After leaving this temple, am I still alive?"

She said, looking up at Apollo.

Long, long ago, she confessed to Diana that she would try Apollo three times.

For the first time, she was stopped by Diana herself.

The second time, she was stopped by Diana.

The third time, before she even started to make a move, Diana had already anticipated all the follow-ups, and then showed her cards one by one.

It's really a complete loss, fine and clean.

She had misjudged not only Diana, but herself as well.

He underestimated Diana's insight and overestimated his own means.

Daphne gradually laughed out loud, echoing in the empty temple for a long time without stopping.

Apollo grabbed Diana with his backhand, stepped forward two steps to block her behind, and the golden light in his eyes gradually faded.

He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Diana is right, you'd better leave by yourself, Daphne."

"Ah……"

Daphne stood up, looked directly at Apollo, and showed the almost weird smile before.

"Deep blue eyes... tolerant and warm Apollo, what a pity that such a god of light does not belong to me..."

She looked at Diana, her smile became more and more strange.

"Honestly, I'm jealous of you, Diana. I'm jealous of your unparalleled insight, and even more jealous that you are so deeply loved by Apollo. Oh, Diana, sometimes I really don't know why you... well, well, this It's all my fault, I admit it."

"But Diana, you remember, things will never end so easily."

Daphne took two steps back, slowly transformed herself into Diana's appearance, and smiled slightly.

Apollo froze for a moment.

"I have practiced this smile tens of thousands of times. Every day, every night, I look in the mirror, regard myself as Diana, and imitate her smile. I used to think that I could fool you with this smile and take Diana instead."

"such a pity……"

"It's a pity that Diana didn't die, it's a pity that Diana wasn't what I imagined..."

"Apollo, you said, if you fell in love with me..."

"Impossible." Apollo flatly vetoed it.

"It's really unfeeling." Daphne smiled lightly again, "Then I still have the last backhand... I just don't know if your most beloved Moon God can guess it?"

She smiled a little sadly, but also a little inexplicably proud.

As the voice fell, Daphne stepped out of the temple step by step, stepped on the hot gravel, and left deep footprints one by one.Gradually, she stopped at the place where the palm trees were the most luxuriant, her body gradually became stiff, and her long chestnut hair gradually became emerald green, blending faintly with the surrounding palm trees.

She was becoming a tree, a tree that had appeared in Oneiroi's vision.

The laurel that covers the sky and the sun, and the laurel that exudes a strange fragrance.

"Guilt and...fear."

Diana suddenly raised her voice, and the voice spread far away.

"You have to let Apollo know that you died because of him, and let him fall into guilt forever; you have to take root in Delphi forever, and become an eternal stalk in Apollo's heart; you also have to let him feel fear, and by the way let me Feel the fear."

The branches of the laurel trembled violently, and the lower half of the body, which had not yet fully deformed, suddenly became stiff, shaking, and the roots were also a little unstable.

Diana gently broke away from Apollo's hand and walked towards Laurel.

Apollo took two steps forward, rushed in front of Diana, and came to the laurel tree, his eyes were already pure sea blue, but with uncontrollable sullenness.

"I don't feel guilty, let alone panic."

The laurel branches trembled more violently.

"Because I won't show you even the slightest bit of pity or attention."

The laurel made a harsh clicking sound.

"I will uproot you and plant you on the highest cliff of the Caucasus. Remember, Daphne, even if I have pity and guilt for everything in the world, it will never include you."

The laurel branches and leaves gradually withered down.

"I won't hate you, and naturally I won't love you, and I won't even pay any attention to you. You haven't caused any ripples in my life, and naturally you can't leave any traces. Whether it's me or Di Anna, you are nothing to us."

The moment Apollo finished speaking, a beam of golden sunlight suddenly fell from the sky, forcibly pulled up the laurel tree on the sand, and flew all the way towards the Caucasus cliff.

Diana's faint voice came from behind him:

"...You are so cruel, Apollo."

"As I said, I will not show tolerance and kindness to anyone." Apollo turned his head to look at her, his eyes were as gentle as the sea, and the color of his eyes was also pure blue, which was intoxicatingly beautiful.

Diana stepped forward and gently hugged his waist, causing Apollo to smile lowly.

"What's wrong? Huh?" Apollo looked down at her, and gently rubbed the top of her head.

Diana didn't answer, but quietly listened to his heartbeat, which was steady and powerful, which made her feel extraordinarily at ease.

"Apollo."

"Ok?"

"Do you believe she will always be Laurel?"

"She has transformed herself back."

"what?……"

Apollo held her tighter, turned his eyes to the Caucasus cliffs in the distance, and described in a low voice what he saw.

The moment Yuegui was taken away, Daphne had already changed back.But she cut off her long hair and threw it on the Caucasus cliff, turning into a real laurel plant, staying on the top of the cliff to face the daily wind and rain.

As for where Daphne went, Apollo didn't say, and Diana didn't ask.

Apollo lowered his head, held Diana's face in his hands, looked at her intently, and suddenly sighed softly.

"When you said those words to Daphne just now, I actually felt... felt scared."

Diana sneered and laughed: "Are you afraid that I will spy on your heart?"

Apollo smiled and shook his head: "I have nothing to hide from you." He paused, and then said, "You said you are not very meddling, but I think... Diana, what have you been through? How many things do you need to develop this character?"

He gently pressed her forehead and asked gently, with slow pity in his eyes.

Diana froze for a moment: "I..."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Apollo smiled again, lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly.A slight numbness passed from her lips, and Diana actually felt a little... um, a little heat in her ears.

It's not the first time being kissed by Apollo like this, but still retains the original heartbeat.

Apollo laughed softly, brushed her hair, and asked in a low voice, "Shall we go back?"

Diana nodded and gave a soft "hmm".

Apollo took her hand to go.

But after walking two steps, Diana stopped suddenly, and said with some hesitation: "I..."

"What's wrong?" Apollo turned to look at her.

Diana took two steps forward, stood in front of Apollo, raised her head, looked at him seriously, and asked, "Answer me honestly, do you want to be the God King?"

Apollo froze for a moment.

Diana still looked at him relentlessly, with a hint of surprise in her pale glass-colored pupils.

After a long time, Apollo nodded heavily: "...I think so."

"But I have my own concerns, do you understand?" Apollo sighed helplessly, "Every change of theocracy will be accompanied by the death of countless gods, and perhaps the disaster of bloodshed. No matter how I do I hope I can do my best, and I must also restrain myself. Because first, Zeus has no major faults, and there is no reason to overthrow him; second..."

He sighed deeply: "Second, I don't want to see disasters happen. Especially the disasters I caused myself."

Diana let out a soft "huh".

"So Apollo, what about a 'smooth transition'?"

She looked at him and said word by word, "You don't need to use force, don't use divine power, don't use scheming, don't devise tricks, don't violate your faith, and don't go against ethics, but to make you stand tall on the top of Olympus, what more do you need?" Make the gods irrefutable."

Apollo laughed, reaching out and rubbing the top of her head.

"You're whimsical again."