greek gods in new york

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Him?

I widened my eyes slightly, and just about to open my mouth to ask, Fernando stopped me and Meryl with a pair of big hands.

Fernando's stature is extremely tall, and if he took a step forward, he completely blocked the sight of the two of us.

"Don't go there, don't look," he said coldly, "go home."

"what?"

Just, just leave?

Meryl and I looked at each other.

Although going to see any mysterious incident is a standard horror movie act of death, but just pretending not to notice it and ignore it, it may not be any better!

I didn't move, and neither did Meryl.

Until Fernando, who stood in front of us, turned his head sideways.

There was no light in the alley, the only source of light came from the street lights above our heads.The pale light spread, illuminating half of Fernando's face, but the other half of his turned face was always hidden in the darkness.

Only those calm eyes reflected a cold light in the dim sight.

Both Meryl and I shivered.

To say that ordinary people can have such eyes, I don't believe it!

Just, just like the description in the novels and movies of the second class——

It was the look that killed people.

"Go, chica, don't think too much."

However, Fernando's tone was still gentle, his baritone voice was slightly hoarse, but not too deep.The slow speed coupled with the cold eyes, not only did not play a soothing role, but added a bit of deterrence.

"well."

Seeing that Meryl was startled, I dragged her back half a step: "Let's go home."

It wasn't until he was far away from the alley that the murderous aura lingering on Fernando gradually dissipated.

During the short journey, Meryl was hesitant to talk, and Fernando and I stopped at the door of our house, watching her go to the next door.The little girl looked back three times at each step, but she never asked the question in her stomach.

"I'll explain it to you tomorrow." I whispered.

Well, discuss with Loki tomorrow how to lie about this matter.

Meryl could only nod: "Okay, I'll take the fried chicken to school tomorrow."

Fine.

After encountering a mysterious incident, she can still think about fried chicken wings. In a sense, Meryl is really big-hearted.

"How did you come?"

I took out the key and entered the door. Before my dad and Xiao Ke got up to greet him, I turned to look at Fernando.

Fernando raised the bag in his hand, which contained several bottles of beer and cold drinks: "Cengfan."

My dad took the drink Fernando brought in silence, then pointed to the dining table and the sink.

My favorite stew was already on the table, apparently my dad had been waiting for me for a long time.

Blame Apollo!

I turned to look at Fernando as my dad rummaged through the glass.

He pulled the chair away and waited until he sat down firmly before looking up at me: "Where's your Rocky doll?"

I:"……"

With the lessons learned from last time, when I go home now, I can't wait to stand at the door and search myself before I dare to enter the door.Not to mention dolls, even Loki can't get close to me easily.

"You want to see him?"

I thought for a while: "I can give him a call."

"Forget it," Fernando shook his head, "It's not too late for you to tell him tomorrow what happened today."

"You really don't care?"

I took the bowl from my father, said thank you softly, and then looked at Fernando again: "What the hell is that?"

Fernando opened the beer: "It's that thing."

Me: "External God?"

Fernando sneered: "Loki's rhetoric."

The implication is that Fernando does not fully believe what Loki said.At least he doesn't recognize that colorful thing as a god.

"but."

Seeing that I was silent, Fernando changed the subject: "If Loki's so-called 'outer god' is that thing, then it's really not a good thing."

My heart moved: "Do you understand that thing?"

Fernando turned his head sideways.

He casts a quick glance at my dad, who divides the cup and bowl and sits down next to me.

Throughout, he did not comment on my discussion with Fernando.

My dad has always been like this.

When I was a child, I had a delusional thought that maybe my dad was not Ares at all, he was actually a robot, and the back of his head would reveal wires and circuit boards.

"It was at the US-Mexico border," Fernando said. "When I first met Ares and before I participated in the Lazarus project, in an operation, we found the illegal passage of the () drug cartel. I was walking in the Ahead, the readings from that thing were captured in the night vision goggles."

I clapped my hands holding the bowl.

"Wait a moment."

On the U.S.-Mexico border, drug trafficking () syndicates, smuggling illegally.

Should this kind of vocabulary appear on the dinner table?

I've only heard it in movies!

"you……"

I struggled to sort out my words: "You and my dad really belonged to the Drug Enforcement Administration in the past?"

Fernando tilted his head, then raised a smile.

He still had the same sleepy expression and the same thick, thick, messy hair.The middle-aged man who had calmed down looked meek and submissive, but there were countless stories in Fernando's smile.

"Talking about that thing," Fernando didn't respond positively. "At that time, He was in the other direction of the secret passage, so I didn't think much about it. Until we saw that thing again just now... From this point of view, the person who was on the US-Mexico border at that time should be The 'Outer God' that Loki called."

"Chica, it's not that you don't do anything after encountering that thing, but if what Loki said is correct and he has been paying attention to you but doesn't take any action, until we find effective ways to deal with him, standing still is the best countermeasure."

If there is no positive response, it is already a positive response.

But compared to my dad and my godfather's past experience with the DEA, I couldn't help but start to shift my focus.

"Locky said that all around my house and around the school are the eyes of 'that thing'," I frowned, "but...you and my dad don't seem to be able to feel it."

But Loki could feel it.

Why is that?

Facing my question, Fernando still kept some tenderness in his eyes.

In the past, even if I knew that Fernando was a man with a story...a god, I subconsciously believed that he had washed his hands in the golden basin, and that, like my father, he had completely integrated into the lives of ordinary people.

But after these few incidents, I realized how wrong I was.

Fernando's tenderness is often only shown in front of me, and Rocky, Miss Smith, and even Meryl cannot be exchanged for his gentlemanly treatment.

"Nicole."

Still tilting his head, he said slowly, "Do you still remember what Ares and I looked like ten years ago?"

Without thinking, I said, "Remember, you haven't changed much. You have a little more gray hair and gained weight."

Fernando laughed out loud: "We're getting old, chica."

I froze.

"I have been in the United States for more than two hundred years," he continued, "I am indeed getting old, Nicole. The old gods are not immortal as you think. One day, human beings will completely forget about Az. Turk Empire, forget about me, and I will die."

He may be right.

My dad is the same.

Although the father in my memory has always looked the same, he also has gray hair.

The photos Zeus showed me are also younger than they are now.

It must be compared, my dad is "older" and slower than Fernando.Perhaps it is because Ares is still mentioned from time to time in today's literary and artistic works, but Tezcatlipoca, because of the hegemony of Western culture, has gradually drifted away from the mainstream vision.

Fernando has lost his hometown, lost his followers, lost his identity and appearance, and is also slowly moving towards the edge of contemporary culture.

Old gods and old gods have different situations.

"Don't make such an expression, chica," Fernando said lightly, "At least I'm still alive. The old gods who were in a worse situation than me have long since disappeared into the long river of history."

The gods that humans forget will die.

So the old gods of death, I don't even know their names and which civilization they belong to.

My heart suddenly became extremely heavy.

original……

Such a burden is on my shoulders.

"That, that's okay."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit dignified, and I cheered up: "Isn't there hope now! If you find a solution to the problem, you don't have to worry anymore!"

Fernando didn't mind.

There was still a faint smile on his face: "Don't care about the new gods, if you can really be admitted to Harvard, that would be a great thing."

Obviously, my godfather is more concerned about my future than the future of the old gods.

"I also specifically asked several relevant personnel of the Lazarus project," he said, "the part about you being a descendant of Ares was hidden, but they don't mind accepting you as a student, Nicole."

I was shocked: "Have you contacted the project personnel from that year?"

Fernando: "It's a pity that I'm just a mercenary, and I don't have much weight to say."

That's great too!

There is no need to take relationships or sell favors.

Just like Rocky said, if I show the other party a beautiful high school resume, the other party naturally has no reason to refuse.

I knew that Fernando had lost contact with the past, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative to contact the relevant people in the past because of me.

"Thank you, Fernando." I was very touched.

"Remember work and rest."

Fernando slowly picked up the spoon and poured the stew into his bowl: "It's one thing to be willing to study, and don't forget to squander your youth."

me?"

Fernando blinked.

A middle-aged man put on such an expression, which was somewhat malicious and cute.

In particular, he added earnestly: "It's time to fall in love, Nicole."

I:"……"

"If you don't like ordinary people," he continued, "then Loki is also good. Although I hate him, I have to say that among the old gods, he is more fashionable, and he is willing to put down his figure to please girls. The most important thing is that he has no blood relationship with you."

I:"…………"

Fernando: "Think about it? When it comes to dating, it's about accumulating experience."

My dad who was sitting on the side nodded: "It's not good if there is a blood relationship, but it's okay if there is no blood relationship."

I:"………………"

At this time, you suddenly participated in the conversation, is it your own father? !