"Hey, don't make trouble." Chaos calmly pulled the arm around her and patted her comfortingly.

Silver hair, golden brown eyes, and gold ornaments made into ears of wheat on her head - Demeter, of course.

The goddess of agriculture was full of sorrow: "Aren't I the most beautiful goddess in your heart? Why don't you give it to me?"

The golden brown eyes are moist and crystal clear, the tears are about to fall, the white teeth are biting the light-colored lipstick on the lips, I feel sorry for the pear blossoms with rain.

Chaos felt like his head was about to explode.

Chaos: I just didn't think about it for a while.

But coaxing still has to be coaxed.

A golden rose appeared in her hand: "Do you like it?"

Demeter curled her lips, and accepted it as soon as she saw it: "You are really perfunctory."

"Then I'll give you a rose garden?" Chaos turned his head and looked at her calmly.

"Humph."

Until this time, the king of gods was long overdue.

Seeing the unexpected scene, Zeus was stunned for a moment, and Hermes pulled him over to tell what was going on.

Zeus: ...Fortunately, I came late.

But before His Majesty the God King could breathe a sigh of relief, the voting results came out.

As the man with the highest status present, Zeus is naturally obliged to announce the result.

However, looking at the vote count in front of him, the Divine King fell into deep thought, his complexion gradually becoming serious.

There are three goddesses with the same number of votes, and they are all the highest.

These three are his wife Hera, his daughter Athena, and one is his teacher Aphrodite.

Zeus: Hiss.

However, the other gods smiled cheerfully and watched the show.

No matter how the fire burns, they can't burn their heads, so they are naturally eating melons happily.

Zeus said that he was suffering in his heart, and after thinking about it, no one of these three could offend.

So he used the necessary skill of the leader - throwing the pot.

"In the pine forest of Mount Ida, there lives the most beautiful man Paris, let him be the referee." Ignoring the accusing eyes of the surrounding gods, the words of the god king were finalized.

Although the surrounding gods were very dissatisfied with this, they had to accept this result seeing Zeus's tough attitude.

What a pity, there is no way to see the King of God deflated.

Paris is a shepherd, but he is not an ordinary shepherd.he was special

The son of the King and Queen of Loy, when his mother was pregnant with him, she dreamed that he turned into a fire and burned the whole palace.The queen asked the prophet, what does this dream represent?The prophet said that the child would bring disaster and misfortune to the kingdom.

So Paris was thrown on Mount Ida, adopted by a female bear, became a shepherd, and married Oenone, the daughter of the river god. It can be said that he was a winner in life.

It may be that his overly comfortable life caught the eye of the Goddess of Fate, which led to the current catastrophe.

Paris looked at the gods in front of him, cowardly.

After hearing Hermes Daoming's intentions for him, he was even more intimidated.

These three goddesses are all high-ranking goddesses. As a little shepherd, no matter who he awards the golden apple to, he will offend the other two goddesses.

Hera saw his hesitation, and she was a little tired of the current situation, so she said: "I am the mistress of Olympus, if you award me the golden apple, I will give you the power to create endless Your great achievements, let your name be passed down in the mouths of singers forever."

Athena looked at Hera in bewilderment, offering bribes directly?

Hera nodded. Too much time has been wasted, and it is better to solve it earlier.

"You have enough strength and courage. Power and fame are nothing but flashy illusions. If you award me the golden apple, I will make you the wisest person."

The grape leaves behind Paris moved.

There hid his wife Oenone.

After all, Onone is just the daughter of a river god. She has never seen so many gods, so she hid in panic.But after hearing the promise the two goddesses made to Paris, she couldn't help it.

"Choose Athena, Paris, wisdom is better than power." Oenone whispered.

Before Paris could answer, the Goddess of Love and Beauty who was standing not far away slowly walked over and looked at him with a chuckle: "Since His Royal Highness Hera and Athena gave sweets, I can't be stingy, if you Award me the golden apple, and I will promise you the most beautiful girl in the world to be my wife."

Hera: Wow, beauty trap.

Athena: As expected of Her Majesty Aphrodite, she doesn't even need to consume divine power.

Aphrodite: Fundamentals, fundamentals.

Paris is now in love with his wife. He thinks that no woman in the world is more beautiful than his wife, and in order to please his wife

She was happy and said: "I need your reward, Your Highness Aphrodite, because there is no girl in this world more beautiful than my wife Onone, and you are certainly the most beautiful among the immortal goddesses." My lady, this golden apple is rightfully yours."

Chaos: emmmmmmm

Although Paris subjectively thinks his wife is the most beautiful, Oenone is really not the most beautiful woman.

Forget it, let him bear the consequences for the reward he wants, it's none of her business.

Gods: It's finally over, it's over, it's over.

Everyone can see that none of these three really care about this.

Chaos returned to the Temple of the Abyss, and threw the golden apple into Tartarus' arms.

"Hiss." A golden apple is not light, and Tartarus took a breath when it was smashed.

"What is this?" he asked.

"The prize for the champion of the first Olympus beauty contest." Chaos said softly.

Tartarus: "...?"

His wife is broken?

"Your daughter did a good job." Chaos sighed, "I don't know who this vengeful character resembles."

"...Which one?" The god of the abyss, who had too many daughters, failed to decode.

"Eris." Chaos replied while taking off the hair ornament, and the black hair was loosely spread out like a curtain.

But Tartarus pulled her into his arms, brushing away the hair covering the nape of her neck.

The skin that should have been fair was now dotted with red marks.

Tartarus: "... Mother God, should you explain."

Chaos: "...Huh?" She touched the back of her neck with a complicated expression: "Is there a trace?"

"...Don't act like you're really cheating." Tartarus pinched her with his arms around her waist, and Chaos froze for a moment and couldn't help taking a breath, then slapped him "Tartaros, am I pampering you too much!"

This slap was so powerful that Tartarus' pale hands instantly turned red.

"It hurts." He said pain without any sincerity.

Chaos gave him an angry look, and rubbed him perfunctorily.

Then he added another consolation, "Didn't you always want Adonis to disappear? It just so happens that he died this time."

"You don't like his face anymore?" Tartarus was slightly surprised.It took me so long to get Chaos to let go, how come this time?

Take the initiative?

"I like it. But liking his face doesn't conflict with letting him die." She said it quite naturally.

Tartarus: "...Okay, don't ask this question anymore, it always feels like you are asking me to die when you say that."

After all, it was his vest.

On the other hand, Paris, who was judged to be the most beautiful goddess, became famous because of this. Although he lived in a remote place and lived a simple life, many people still came to visit.

Paris: Me, I'm just an ordinary shepherd.

really scary jpg

Overwhelmed, Paris decided to move.

Oenone is the daughter of the river god and a fairy. She has always lived in a quiet, remote and sparsely populated place, and she longs for places with many people.When her husband said that she wanted to move, she proposed to move to a human city.

Paris didn't want to agree at first, but he still worshiped his wife's stars.

So they moved to Troy.

Today's human beings regard competition as the trend. Troy is a huge and prosperous city, so competitions naturally take place every day.

Not long after moving, Paris saw the prize of a competition—a cow.

Although he is the most beautiful man among human beings, Paris is still quite strong and easily won the victory.

Unexpectedly, he angered the Trojan prince Deiphobis, who also came to participate in the competition, and was attacked.

Of course Paris would not be able to defeat him, but he was a commoner, and this was a prince, and he still wanted to live in Troy.

Therefore, he had to flee to the Temple of Apollo. Apollo is the protector of the competition, and he would not allow this kind of behavior of seeking revenge because of losing the competition.

Kassandra, the priest of Apollo, is praying in the temple.

The priestess was also the princess of Troy and possessed the power of prophecy.

Then, flee to Parishidang at the Temple of Apollo.

Cassandra, who has the power of prophecy, recognizes that this is her brother she has never seen before.

When the King and Queen of Troy learned about it, they rejoiced and took their freshly baked son home.

Completely forgot the prophecy on Paris.

Ah this...

Let people have no f***k to say.

#master, can't see through, can't see through#

But not long after Paris returned home, King Priam asked him to go to Greece to recover his robbed aunt, Priam's sister Hesse.

Ernie.

...Perhaps Priam recognized his son just to save his sister.

After all, Paris is the most famous and powerful among his sons.

Before leaving, Cassandra made a fable, but the result was not good.

"This voyage will bring a fire." She looked solemn, and proposed to her father to terminate the voyage.

Priam refused without hesitation.

The urgency to get his sister back was no time for Cassandra to mess around.

Paris took a boatload of people and set off for Greece.

Priam did not know what disaster his good son's trip would bring.

If you know, you probably want to kill yourself.

The author has something to say: I don’t know why you scored the negative score. If it’s because of the broken update, I will admit it. I am wrong about the broken update.

But let me also talk about my update frequency. My update frequency is uncertain. At most, I guarantee that I will not get stuck in the time to solve v, and that the entry into v must be completed. Other guarantees cannot be made, because the flag will definitely fall. These two are still due to a meager sense of responsibility.

I have also announced the copywriting and column, and other cuties can consider whether to pursue it or not.

If it's because of my poor writing—

You know my writing is bad?Don't I know it myself?I don't want to write okay?Feelings don't hurt your back when you stand and talk, right?If you say two sentences and get a negative score, then I can write it well?I know the rubbish I wrote, and I have expressed it many times before, so I don't need you to remind me!

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I'm back

After checking the information, Cassandra is really miserable.It's really standard being dragged down by pig teammates.

This girl can predict, and every time she accurately predicts the disaster that will happen to Troy, what is the result?No one believed her.

In the end, she changed from a princess to a female slave, and suffered sexual violence... It's too miserable.

No matter how strong the king is, he won't be able to take over the iron-headed baby of a country.

么么哒~感谢在2020-07-2022:13:36~2020-08-1106:29:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Darkley;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Dakley;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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