[Greek mythology] Born to be arrogant

Tempe Valley.

night.

The crescent moon is like a hook.

The moonlight shrouded like a tulle, adding a bit of mystery to the Tempe Valley.Apollo walked along the river bank with a harp and a golden sword on his back.Daphne followed him far away, deliberately keeping a distance, but she never lost track of her.

A strong stench came to the nostrils, mixed with a cold hissing sound.

Apollo stopped and looked around warily.

There were several crisp laughter like silver bells, followed by the rustling of snake scales rubbing against the grass.The stench became stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, a big boa constrictor as tall as a man jumped out of the grass, and was chopped off seven inches by Apollo's sword.

He pursed his lips unconsciously, and there were some pure golden lights in his blue eyes.

The hissing got louder.

one two three four five six seven……

The boa constrictor is fast, but Apollo's sword is even faster.Seven small snakes that crawled close to the ground were cut off seven inches by his sword.When the snake head flew high, you could clearly see the shape of an inverted triangle and the circles of white rings.

Coral snakes, five-paced snakes, pit vipers, rattlesnakes, bamboo leaf greens... The most terrible thing is that there are two small king cobras wrapped around the branches!

Is today a Viper Rally?

Apollo took a breath, gripped the sword in his hand more tightly, his eyes were deep and sharp.Two snakes wrapped themselves around his calves, one by one, and he chopped them into seventeen or eight pieces one by one; the vicious double-headed snake hanging upside down on the branch was also chopped off by him with a sword. The head was cut off with a sword; a chubby feathered snake flew in the air...

Feathered snake?

Apollo was absent-minded for a moment, and a king cobra immediately opened its bloody mouth at him, showing its fangs.He avoided it sideways, cut off its head with another sword, and then grabbed the tail of the feathered snake with his bare hands, and wrapped it around his arm twice.The feathered snake bared its teeth in pain, looked at him with teary eyes, its feathers fluttered off, and its two chubby little wings fluttered happily.

This is the Atlantean variety and is non-toxic.

However, apart from Atlantis, there is no other place in the world where feathered snakes can be raised.

Atlantis is a sanctuary created by Poseidon.

Apollo threw away the feathered snake, untied the golden harp from his back, and fiddled with his five fingers on the strings.Countless venomous snakes raised their bodies high and twisted wildly along with the sound of the piano, like a gathering.

More and more poisonous snakes gathered, it can be described as crazy.

Apollo pursed his lips tightly, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the pure golden light in his eyes became more and more intense.Finally, there was a sound that sounded like roaring and spitting out snake letters, and the poisonous snakes stepped aside one after another and fell on the ground, as if welcoming the king of snakes.

It was an extremely huge boa constrictor, its whole body was green, and thick ice was left behind where it crawled.

It has nine extremely huge heads, and each head is arguing with the surrounding heads. Should it tear up and eat the blond young man in front of him, eat it, or swallow it in one bite and then digest it for three to five years.

Its long snake body coiled into a strange shape.In the middle of the snake, a girl with sea-blue hair, sea-blue eyes, and wearing a sea-blue dress was looking at him with a smile.The crisp laugh like a silver bell just now came from the girl.

The girl introduced herself generously: "My name is Despona. Hello, Apollo, the god of light who derogates people."

Stunning (horrifying) appearances.

A shocking (shocking) opening.

Even Daphne, who followed from afar, couldn't help applauding Despora.

But soon, she began to worry again.Because unfortunately, Despona was sent to Hydra by her, in order to prevent Despona from meeting with Apollo.But now, instead of becoming Hydra's food, Despona tamed the Hydra submissively, and she couldn't help being a little worried.

Daphne just wanted to take a few steps forward, but suddenly found that she couldn't move.

The hazy moonlight shrouded her surroundings, entwining her like a tulle.She watched the crescent moon disappear into the sky, and a goddess in a long white dress, garlanded with evening primroses, and holding a golden scepter approached her.The goddess is clearly smiling, her eyes are as gentle as water, but her tone of voice is like ice in winter:

"We need to talk, Daphne."

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The person who suddenly proposes to talk to you may not necessarily be your class teacher, but may also be your rival in love.

Daphne is a realistic goddess, at least she thinks so.

So when the Luna and Huntsman who had just stepped off the silver chariot said to her, "We need to talk," she had prepared for the worst.

However, that Highness kindly invited her to the Temple of the Moon God, and asked her kindly: "Do you like Apollo?"

Daphne said yes.

The Highness asked again: "If there was no 'opportunity' created by Eros, would you still like Apollo?"

Daphne was silent.

It's more of an excuse than an opportunity.

One... an excuse for her to approach the High God openly.

Her father asked her to get Delphi, and she agreed.In fact, she preferred the handsome God of Light to Delphi.

Daphne was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Mother told me that if I want something, I will do whatever it takes to get it."

"Seize?"

"You are the supreme god and the princess of the gods. You will not understand my feelings. In this world, the power of gods is innate. To change your destiny, you can only marry. I am not willing to live in the mountains, forests and waters. The palace and the backseat."

His Highness was startled suddenly: "The back seat?!"

Daphne smiled: "Apollo is the great prince of the Protoss, isn't he?"

"The king of gods lives forever!"

"The god kings of all ages seized the throne by force, didn't they?" Daphne smiled a little strangely, "They can, why can't Apollo?"

The Highness was silent for a while, before saying: "You are really too dangerous, Daphne."

Daphne shook her head: "I'm not dangerous at all, otherwise I won't showdown with you. Three times, I will only try three times. If I fail three times, I will give up Apollo and replace it with Ares; if Ares also If it doesn’t work out, I’ll switch to Triton; if… oh, I’m sure you’re not interested in hearing it either.”

Daphne turned and left.

The Highness stood there for a long time.

"Your Highness." The maid asked her curiously, "Why would Daphne say such things to you? She is not afraid..."

She let out a long breath: "Daphne - treats me as a rival in love."

"Love, love rival?"

"If I relayed these words to Apollo as a lover, then my image in Apollo's heart must be greatly reduced; and she clearly told me 'only try three times' to become a 'rival in love' I'm relieved."

The maid seems to understand but not understand.

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Tempe Valley.

The hydra had disappeared, along with the boa constrictors from last night.And Despora herself disappeared with Hydra.In her words, it is "to maintain enough mystery to make men explore out of curiosity and be tempted by inquiry".

When Diana came to the valley from the Temple of the Moon God, all she saw was a mess.

Daphne is not there.Presumably, within a short time, this Mizusawa goddess will not appear again.

She searched along the footsteps of Apollo, and gradually came to a clear stream.The rushing water fell from the cliff, and Apollo leaned on the rock to shower, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, graceful muscles slightly bulging, and a healthy wheat color.

It seems that the time is not right.

She turned to leave, but Apollo had already stepped out of the creek, put on a long white loincloth, and grabbed her hand.

Apollo opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word.

She didn't look back, didn't speak, just remained in a stalemate.

Apollo gripped tighter and tighter, until several red marks appeared on her fair wrist.She looked down and said softly, "I'm relieved that you're fine. Mother is fine, and I'll take care of her."

"I know..." Apollo closed his eyes, "I know, Diana."

"You..." You can let go.

"Diana." Apollo moved closer and hugged her in his arms. The sound of violent heartbeat could be clearly heard.

"Marry me, Diana."

She thought she had heard it wrong.

"Marry me, Diana," said Apollo again, his arms clenched slightly.She didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt a kind of sunshine-like warmth from Apollo.It's comfortable, and it's easy to get lost.

Apollo's voice was very low, not obvious in the sound of rushing water, but his words were like thunder, "I know what I did, and I also know...it's not fair to you." Lowered, "I'll take care of you, Diana."

"You're crazy." That was her first reaction.

Pain and remorse flashed in Apollo's blue eyes.

"I'm crazy. If I'm not crazy, how could I do this to you?"

He vowed to love his younger sister forever...

The younger sister who he cherishes and misses, when will he forget...

The one who was hurt by him... Sister...

He hugged her tighter, and took a deep breath of the cold fragrance in her hair.Diana carried a refreshing fragrance, neither strong nor warm, but very reassuring.

She finally felt something was wrong.

Leaving aside the nearly 3000-year memory gap, Apollo has always been fond of her, and has never done anything "crazy".Except for that one time...

That time, Apollo chased her almost crazily, doing things that he would never do, and saying things that he would never say.

That time, he wanted to have sex with her several times, but she rejected her in every possible way.

That time, he held her in his arms, in the Temple of Light, in the sea, on the altar...

Ears and temples grinding together, warm voice and low panting.

He used the most patient, deepest affection, and gentlest voice of a man to tell her that he wanted her.

However, they did nothing after all, because she rejected him again and again.

She was sure that Apollo had misunderstood something.

At that time, in that atmosphere, and that Arrow of the God of Love, which is comparable to a strong aphrodisiac... Oh, plus those of his subordinates who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

She turned her head and looked straight into Apollo's eyes.

His eyes are deep and sharp, lined with a thin and tall nose bridge, and long curly hair with golden luster in the sun, making him even more charming.

"Listen to me, Apollo."

"You don't have to apologize, let alone make up for something."

"You didn't do anything unreasonable to me, never."

"You have great self-control, brother."

She spoke clearly, with a soft tone.Apollo was taken aback for a moment, then let go of his arms under her determined eyes, stepped back half a step, and said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, feeling lost for no reason.Even he himself didn't know where this feeling of loss came from.

She stepped forward and gently hugged Apollo.

"I'm glad you can say that, brother. But, you don't have to feel pain or blame yourself. Your wife should be a real goddess, not like me..." A complete jerk and hooligan.

Apollo froze for a moment, and then grabbed her shoulders almost anxiously, cold sweat mixed with water droplets, rolling down from his forehead and chest.

His aura changed suddenly, from a deer walking gracefully to a cheetah ready to go. Every slightly raised muscle contained infinite explosive power, almost crushing her shoulder bones.

"Like you?" Apollo repeated the last half of her words, his keen nerves had caught the abnormal taste, "I watched you grow up, Diana. I know who you are better than you. Tell me, did something happen?"

She was startled suddenly.