[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Sisyphus slept peacefully and quietly in the Sagittarius Palace for three days. During this process, I pretended nothing had happened and took normal shifts to take care of him. Alienation: It will never be like before, with one heart stuck to him and reluctant to part! !I still have a lingering fear of the anger and pain when I had to tear apart the decision!

Alpha meekly licked the berries in my palm, listening to me talking to myself and emphasizing to myself, "Don't worry, I just want to see him wake up, and when the raspberries on Pharmacist Island are all picked in autumn, we'll be there , and leave without looking back!"

"If you like the Mediterranean climate, I'll take you to the west coast of Turkey...or stay in Greece and go back to the island where I was born?"

The cold nose of the collie rubbed against me.Everything about it was as I wished——When Aiolos led his younger brother down the steps of the Sagittarius Palace, what they saw was me leaning against Alpha, whose soft and long fur brought an extremely soft and comfortable touch, and In the evening of the setting sun in summer, it glows warm orange, and I look like I'm struggling and tired.

"Ah, it's been really hard for you these few days, Miss Luna, I'm sorry I didn't consider that your physical fitness is different from ours." Aiolos's wings glowed with gold, and he said with sincere concern, "Master Sisyphus sleeps well now. It's quite stable, just leave it to me, you should find a room and rest first, right?"

---- Sagittarius in all ages are generous people who don't care, especially for those who are identified as companions, they have no heart to guard against.Once again, I easily found a room in one of the zodiac houses, which should be heavily guarded and no outsiders are allowed to enter: there is an ancient Chinese rose tree in front of the window, and the old layout used to be a quiet study room.Look at Aiolos' attitude, he won't mind if I live here occasionally.

"I just want to make it easier for myself to observe. I don't have to stay in the Sagittarius Palace." I combed the long hair of the white shepherd and murmured, "I will leave if I want to."

Probably because the Zodiac was rebuilt more than 200 years ago, and it is an ancient tradition that Shion needs to shape the sanctuary. It has been firmly guarding the world since the end of the mythical age, and the sacred image is not connected to the wires like the villages and towns under the mountain.Candles are still used for lighting at night—they are not popular in the world, they can sing when powered on, and there are various entertainment mechanical boxes with images and sounds.The saints living in the entire sanctuary still devote themselves to serving the only god, just like those devout monks living in the monastery in the middle ages.

But what if there are all kinds of novel things in the world?Thinking that even if Sisyphus wakes up, he won’t be able to see any bright images no matter in the morning or evening... I angrily turned my head and looked at the sky outside the window, staring at the statue of Athena: He is for her "cause of love and justice", what? All can be sacrificed! !

I can't accept this.

I know in my heart that there are some things that are called ears and temples, and they can no longer be rebuilt.I looked coldly at the big fire clock restored on the original site. The arrogant flames danced in blue and blue. This is the sanctuary, and I still want to challenge the light of the moonlit night!

With anger and resentment, after the flames of the Virgo Palace were extinguished, I got up and walked to the room where Sisyphus was in resentment--it's my point, isn't it!

Finally, I was left alone with him again.The night is very quiet, and the senses seem to be able to touch the petals opening and blooming, and the dew gathers and condenses from the veins.I concentrated on looking at the man's sleeping face: slightly curly brown hair, unhealthy skin with old wheat-colored skin that was pale and pale after freezing—he was obviously thinner.

I held my breath unknowingly, and when I realized what I was doing, my hand had already penetrated into his chest—fortunately, it was not completely cold, his chest was still pulsating, It still has a warm touch, like keeping an unextinguishable candle in the wind and snow.

I remember that he once took out his heart and threw it at me.

Astringency surged in my eyes, I stared at this comatose person with hatred...I hate you.The palm of my hand gave birth to the scorching heat of suppressed anger. I pressed it tightly against his bare skin and moved it up slowly. I was sure that his clavicle's Adam's apple was more prominent because of his thinner—the soft fingertips were on his skin. Rub the neck repeatedly.I bit my lip and thought, now he is completely at my mercy and has fallen into my hands again.

How should I treat him?

The index finger was drawn threateningly on his cheek, thinking about whether to take revenge--I have always been a god who has revenge!So, he opened and stretched his fingers, and combed them vigorously into his temple hair --- this cool, rich and flexible feeling immediately plucked the strings of memory in his heart.

I firmly grabbed a section of his hair, even tangling it mercilessly, while leaning closer, gazing at this face: under the dim and clear light, his thick eyelashes looked like the drooping eyes of a comatose and haggard swan. Wing - he closed his eyes tightly, but could he feel my anger and hatred?

I moved towards the pale lips, and pressed fiercely----I can't, I can't allow this person to be so pale and cold.He dared to disregard my painstaking efforts, and fell into the ice for more than 200 years, so at this moment, he deserves it!I just want to burn him with flames! !

My lips ignited an extremely hot temperature, pressing his lips hard, like nailing the sacrifice to the cross, making him unable to move, and then I set fire to torture him--yes, I am Take revenge and torture him!So fiercely□□ these two cold lips, pried them apart fiercely, scalded and tortured, leaving bruises——

I grabbed his hair tightly, held his face in my arms, and kissed him violently and forcefully—I didn’t even know if I had transformed into the true face of revenge in my daze: in the past, when I fell in love, I had a rose-colored and charming face. Lips --- when everything turns into the temperature of revenge, will it become sweet and sweet?

I rubbed him wantonly, and raised my head to find my breath again. I felt more and more exhilarated—I licked between my teeth unsatisfactorily, and my hand was still firmly inserted into the depth of the hair that felt so good, as if I was afraid As if his head would turn to avoid it——At this moment, after being indulged by me, the coolness of this person's lips has faded, and they are glowing with a sweet and warm color.

How ridiculous, he still hasn't woken up after being tossed like this by me.

I listened to the sound of Sisyphus's breathing, and blocked his lips indifferently and predatoryly. His exhaled breath swept over my forehead like a soft feather, but it couldn't make me forget the anger and hatred-- --I wantonly poked in, inspecting the territory of the pried open jaw, entangled and tortured his tongue and mouth, forcing him to breathe gradually rough and difficult----the other hand held his jaw tightly The horns slid down, along the Adam's apple, collarbone, all the way to his slightly undulating chest-this heart, beating steadily, hit the center of my wet hand fiercely one after another.

I put it into his body with my own hands and repaired it with divine power.I thought bitterly, and rubbed his chest until I felt the skin heat up under my hand——I sullenly thought that even if I dug out this heart again, he owed me, and it was a reasonable feedback!

Of course, I haven't done that yet.But because of recalling the pain of the past, the heart of revenge drove me to intensify the punishment on his lips - until his lips were burned hot - even the skinny cheeks couldn't hold back the heat, Just give up for now.

What a hateful person----I touched my lips and stared at this man. After he was tortured by me, the expression between his sleeping brows was still kind!It seems that if he imposes it again, he will just bear it silently----does he think that I will forget it? !

I hate him.

I have already thought that he insisted on waiting for me forever, maybe in the end it was for that Athena—to win and protect her in the jihad—he was willing to suffer any pain.

A sharp sharpness flashed in his eyes, and towards this drowsy man, he gritted his teeth and swore inwardly: If you dare to do it for her... just wait for me to hate you and receive follow-up revenge, Sisyphus!I will definitely tie you to the big pot that sucks Athena's blood, and I will tell you to admire her dying every day!

When the thin light of the morning sun penetrated into the room through the window, Sisyphus was still sleeping peacefully, but... after being secretly kissed by the God of Light, he was blessed by God, and his masculine face was bright and vigorous. Vigorous circulation, the chill further collapsed.I stared at his hair that glowed under Apollo's golden threads, and thought, he's about to wake up.

The old doctor Pevke, who came to visit early in the morning, was amazed at the recovery ability of this older generation of saints after a routine diagnosis.

I took one more look at Sisyphus's lips with a plump and healthy color, pretended to be tired, and took two days off from the old doctor - now that Aiolos and other attendants are taking care of him, he is completely fine.

"Young people should go to the foot of the mountain to relax—by the way, today is Wednesday, and there happens to be a market. Luna, you can go and see the excitement, and help me find any good medicinal materials by the way?"

I nodded and smiled, planning to stay outside for two or three days, deliberately not wanting to appear at the "touching" scene where Sisyphus woke up--hehe, he will definitely catch up with Shion, and will be attracted by many Surrounded by juniors, this man must respond to everyone with a gentle tone-but his blind eyes must not see a mere apprentice doctor!

I have nothing to say, I want to talk to him.Besides, I planned to leave earlier anyway, so why should I cling to him?

So, I took Alpha, went back to Pharmacist Island, and took a bath alone in my residence—it was quietly guarding outside the door. Animals and even women... It's good enough for them to see themselves.I have never been a generous and gentle god.

Put on a refreshing t-shirt - the smock of the civilians in ancient Rome was cut in half, and it has become a popular clothing now.Put on a pair of very rough trousers that are very suitable for a cowherd boy, but because they can outline the legs, they are very popular in the world. I think I am impeccable in pretending to be an ordinary human being.

Appeared in this image in the town market outside the sanctuary, I was walking casually, completely lost interest in clothing and accessories, but noticed all kinds of fresh fruits and desserts: such as dotted with raisins and strawberry pieces, almonds Is this the ice cream that Camus ate last time?

But Sisyphus has been frozen for more than 200 years, and he is not suitable to taste such cold things again.He will like the sweet and fragrant clove cake and the burritos dripping with honey.

Wait, he still appears subconsciously in my mind... Even the standard of my judgment has become his preference!Realizing this, I can only shake my head in annoyance, and quickly leave this area full of all kinds of sweet smells.

Fortunately, there is also a medicinal herb area at the market: In this dry early summer, the medicinal farmers from Yaoshi Island shared their booths in the sun to display their crops: agave, mountain snakeberry, dodder devil, etc. , everything from treating coughs to stopping bleeding and repelling mosquitoes.

... The medicine he was going to drink after he woke up tasted bitter and astringent.But the old doctor Pevke, like everyone else, thinks it's nothing at all--yes, including Sisyphus himself, in their opinion, the pain of bloodshed, serious injury and even sacrifice for the sake of justice and love , are luscious!

----Then you can take a bowl of swallowing bitter concoction!Sisyphus!

I vented and thought, let me add some bitter gentian for you.So, I quickly searched for this extremely bitter medicine at the medicinal material stalls - hey, I have it!

Just as I was about to buy it, a rude foreign child walked beside me: "Hey! I want all these medicinal materials and spices!"

this……?Even though I come first, I can still pay!

I frowned, looking at this brown-red haired child, with clasped hands, but still vulgar and rude. He was dressed as a young Indian Buddhist monk. Who is this?

He raised his head arrogantly and glanced at me, "You better give it to me, I am the one who serves the Buddha!"

Buddha?My heart suddenly moved.He raised his eyes and looked around - under the shade of a tree not far away, he saw an unusual scene.

Another child dressed as a monk, as domineering as a male peacock, came from under the shade of the tree.

"Hey! Yagora! Why did it take you so long to even buy something? I can read the Chang Agama Sutra once."

He seemed to be showing off his skills, but he came here in a flash, chatting with his obviously white and fat companions.Both of them have a sense of small universe.

But I didn't want to get involved in the entanglement with this unknown junior, I just frowned and looked at the shade of the tree - a thin figure who was about the same age as Mu and the others was sitting cross-legged under the tree, looking so white from a distance. Like a lotus by the water, its elegant posture and leisurely demeanor reminded me immediately of an old friend.

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Sleeping Beauty will come to life in the next chapter.