[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

After the storm, a golden-red sun rose from the sea level, and now the sailboat floated on the water like a swan—the mast was not broken, and the hull was not broken. Any damage can be repaired.

The crew of Sanctuary survived in the end. Looking at the smiles on their tired faces and Sisyphus's bright and gentle smile, I was happy for him, but at the same time felt very uncomfortable.

He showed beyond doubt what a leader is capable of, successfully leading everyone through last night's tough night.Everyone loves and trusts him, how wonderful!

But, watching him love everyone so much, patting them on the shoulder, laughing together, celebrating together... I gradually thought gloomyly, if the ship sinks, he will not be the first to save me, unless, I am Athens Goddess Na? !Pooh!This damn goddess!Why occupy him?

I sat on the deck with some anger, pretending to be exhausted and not moving, staring blankly at the increasingly dazzling sky and the waves rolled up with layers of pearly white foam, and my thoughts fluctuated one after another.

If I fell into the deep sea, would Sisyphus prefer that I die tragically as a human being without my bones being found, or would he rather see me as a powerful Hades warrior free from death?

"Minos?" Sisyphus walked up to me. His hair was soaked, and the locks were tightly pressed against his head. The dark red forehead tie was loose, and the shirt on his body could be twisted out. The juice mixed with sea water and sweat - of course I am not much better, the sticky silk sticks to my chest and back.

I forced a smile at him.

"Minos, don't sit here and blow the wind, you'll catch a cold. Come--" Sisyphus took off his wet clothes first, and wiped his head and face casually--the bare chest muscles radiated heat, Even the sea breeze will rebound and become hot.

Seeing me staring intently, his face flushed, he stretched out his hand to me, "Are you tired? Come, let me help you."

I tilted my head and looked at his gentle face, and instead of holding his hand as he expected, I asked a little aggrieved, "Sisyphus... If I fall into the sea and drown, you---- "

"Don't talk nonsense." He frowned and interrupted me with a slight scolding.Immediately, I leaned over, without allowing me to say anything, the strong arms have penetrated into the back of my shoulders and under my legs.

His breath swept over my face, and my heart fluttered again --- I was firmly hugged by him.

"Whatever you think about in your head will not happen. Little fool. Don't forget, I said I will protect you well." Sisyphus said firmly and lowly in my ear, "I am, protecting you." your shield."

Maybe it was because his arms were too warm, I opened my mouth, and finally swallowed the multiple-choice question that I was planning to ask him, wishing me to die, and only stretched out my arms to wrap his arms around his neck tightly, with my cheek pressed against his naked body Feeling the strong beating of the heart, he closed his eyes and said obediently, "Well, I see."

After all... I have been treated with such close care, and no one else has.Not even Sasha.Snuggling in his arms, I squinted my eyes and thought, then ignore this goddess for now, and tell her to go to hell one day!But for now, I want to monopolize and fully enjoy Sisyphus' love all the way!

He always thought that I was exhausted, and after carrying me back to the cabin, he offered to dry me off.The eyes that gazed at me tenderly were full of love.

Well, because last night I gave up my son-in-law and stood up to fight the storm together, and I was rubbed with a few blood blisters on the palm of my hand by the cable-this spread my hand in front of Sisyphus, isn't it just to let him Love my medal more?No, I was wrapped in the quilt, and I was waiting to see Sisyphus sitting at the table, pinching a big walnut with his fingers - he peeled the nuts for me to comfort me!

I was excited and happy again: let the award ceremony be more splendid!

The voyage continued without any danger. When passing through the Strait of Messina, we even heard the singing of the sirens in the thick fog-the little pet that lost the control of the sea king and was half-human and half-bird was looking for food.

However, Sisyphus, who possesses the seventh sense, resisted the sounds of nature that bewitched people's five senses. I pretended to be an ordinary person who was intoxicated by the singing, but actually his majestic image was deeply imprinted in my heart-- --He jumped onto the ship's side, drew his bow and set an arrow, a golden light dispelled the fog, drove the beautiful goblin singing on the reef back to the deep sea, and then shot the golden arrow deep into the stone cliff: Siren's The entrenched place then completely collapsed --- he chose to solve the problem in a way that was not a killer.

After the maze disappears, the field of vision suddenly becomes clear, and the sea of ​​stars is full of light.And a round of bright moon is my eyes looking at him foolishly.Those golden wings that stand tall!Even if the purest diamonds are sprinkled all over, how can it compare to the light shining all over him?Such a solid and powerful warrior who always has a gentle heart in his heart is really fascinating, and I wish to be by his side forever.

As I wish to be face to face with the person I like day and night, sometimes I stare at him and think, why am I from the underworld, but I like him so much?Still loving him more and more?Hmm... Sisyphus is the most authentic and shining treasure that surrounds that hypocritical and disgusting goddess.Although he's a bit biased against Hades - I don't blame him.

Because, look at the object chosen by Pluto to possess, and look at him who I love the most, isn't that enough to show that we in Hades have the insight into the real beauty? !All lies and falsehoods have nowhere to hide in Hades. Our vision is precise and vicious. Athena can't deceive us with her tricks, so she has to slander us as evil forces!

Then save Sisyphus from the hypocrite goddess--I imagined that after Athena's defeat, his eyes were bright with his heart on my life.As long as he is happy, I will also be merciful and lenient to all the dead!

It was mid-winter when I arrived at the port of Seville, Spain, but the blessing of the Neptune and Zeus made this seaside area not feel cold even in winter.When I got off the boat, my eyes were attracted by the bustling crowd on the pier-the gypsies were dancing and performing arts, a kind of passionate dance with extremely fast steps, unrestrained and vigorous dance.

Excitedly, I pushed Sisyphus into the crowd to appreciate it, but after a while, the patrolling guards came in this direction—the buskers fled in a hurry like frightened birds.

"If you are caught, you will be punished. Because they are vagabonds—" I whispered to Sisyphus, thinking, in fact, the most cold-blooded person who treats human beings is not Hades, but human beings themselves.

Just on the land under our feet, 300 years ago, a large amount of gold and silver plundered from the distant New World was continuously imported into Spain from this port-do you know the bloody story behind these wealth?I see that Athena is fighting for the control of the earth with Pluto wholeheartedly, and she regards herself as the guardian of the world, but she doesn't see if she has the ability to restrain human behavior!Both the murderer and the murdered will return to the underworld in the end, and only then will they receive a fair verdict--only when Pluto comes to the world, will human beings see and see, and ultimately be fair.

After leaving the port, Sisyphus took a short rest to take care of me, and then went straight to our final destination: a hidden ancient tomb outside the Cathedral of Santa Maria in Seville.When we held the paraffin lamp high and walked into the dark tomb passage, I watched the shadow cast by Sisyphus on the stone wall merge with my shadow - thinking of more, I couldn't help but blush and heartbeat.

Noticing my shortness of breath, he thought I was nervous, so he held me tightly, encouraged and comforted me, "Minos, I don't feel any abnormal small universe in this place, and there are no hallucinations or scary figures, don't worry. , you will never see those horrors again."

Feeling the warm palm wrapping me around me, I nodded, "Yeah!"

After a pause, I heard his gentle voice comforting me further, "Or, Minos, you can close your eyes and give everything to me."

I smiled, "Okay, Sisyphus, I want to see you. Actually, I am also a warrior. As long as your figure stays in my eyes... I don't mind anything."

Being so straightforwardly expressed my trust and love——Sisyphus's low-pitched laughter sounded, and his eyes were filled with that kind of gentle brilliance.

We walked slowly in the dark and damp tomb passage.He raised the lighting and looked at the moss-covered walls, "The dead person buried in this catacomb, César, I remember that he was also one of Da Vinci's patrons. He is like your Medici family in that era." The grandparents funded the top artists to invest in their creations, didn't they?"

I nod. "Yes, Cesare Borgia. Da Vinci still praised him in the book, 'The face of the dead is still beautiful, and he died as he was alive. He never fears and never regrets.'"

----The duke who died in a foreign land in Spain more than 200 years ago was originally buried in the church, but because of his evil name, his remains were moved out and collected here.The red bull crest faded on the stone wall, like the dried blood of his death.He is brave and iron-fisted, vicious and talented. Countless people trembled for him during his lifetime, but after his death, there are generations of admirers who are obsessed with him and regard him as the light that crossed the sky over Rome and saved the country.

We searched and talked freely in the tomb passage.He even talked about the character that a heroic king should possess: Sisyphus grew up in the sanctuary, and he took it for granted that such virtues as kindness, generosity and fraternity can make people successful----I was reluctant to refute him, but nodded and said, "Cesar It is precisely because I acted completely unscrupulously that I failed to realize the dream in my heart."

"And... I said softly, "If you give up even the person you love the most, what's the meaning of everything?A throne of pure gold is but a cold seat. "

He smiled, patted my head approvingly, and taught me, "If thousands of people living on the earth can be saved from wars and disasters, and they don't have to be separated from their loved ones, then the sacrifice of self Emotions are also worth it."

As soon as I heard it, I started to get annoyed - isn't this what the damn Athena preached in the sanctuary?Let the saints sacrifice their personal love for life, and they are only allowed to make sacrifices for their own great cause!Sisyphus, she's not worth it!Not worth it!

I shouted in my heart, but at this moment, in order to cover up, I had to lower my head to suppress the fierce light of anger, and then changed the subject abruptly.

I quietly told Sisyphus about the fact that I knew the heir of César and had dealings with him, "Do you remember the last time I left the sanctuary without telling you? I had correspondence with him when I was wandering around Rome. , he even invited me to his sister's birthday party."

Sisyphus pinched my finger slightly, "Minos, are you saying that this Cesar is said to be very similar to the ancestor who died 200 years ago?"

"Judging from the portrait left by Leonardo da Vinci, they look exactly the same. And this sister of César is also named Lucrece, does it seem like history is repeating itself?"

Sisyphus pondered deeply -- and we have reached the deepest part of the tomb: In the thick darkness, he looked around with shining eyes and frowned.

Because, the place is already empty, and the wreckage and funerary objects have disappeared—only a stone statue that has been eroded is still standing on the side of the altar.

Sisyphus held a lamp to illuminate the statue: it should have been sculpted by the predecessors according to the image of Cesare during the battle. The black-haired young man held up his sword, and an italic word was engraved on the sword.

He sighed and read out: "Not for Caesar, but for nothing... This is the truth Cesar believes in."

I nodded, yes, this is the spirit of the dream of the hero king... The source of Murphy's dream power.It is neither terrifying nor an illusion, but real, majestic.

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