and the days of Apollo herding cattle

"...Apollo, do you accept this decision?" Zeus sat on the bronze throne, solemn and cold, and there was still some anger in his eyes that had not dissipated.

Apollo stood up from his seat, lowered his noble head slightly expressionlessly: "Zeus, I accept."

Apollo was neither sad nor happy, his eyes were so calm that there was no fluctuation.

"Brother Apollo..." Artemis wanted to say something, but Athena held her back.

"Zeus is extremely angry now, don't have any intention of defying him, even if you have a slight tendency, absolutely don't!"

Zeus usually looks a little bit easy to bully, always asking for this son and that daughter, but don't forget what a terrifying male god he is just because of this.

Things just got settled.Together with Poseidon and Apollo, their divine power was sealed and released to the human world.

Poseidon's fate was entirely his own fault, but he had already prepared for the worst when he rebelled.

Struggles have always been a matter of probability of life and death.Half is losing, half is winning, and the so-called draw is just a mutual compromise between losing and winning, and it is not taken into consideration.

"Apollo, Zeus's heart is really cruel. He doesn't think about how hard you worked to be loyal to him. Regardless of other things, you are his son!" Poseidon said on his face. It's full of sadness, and it really looks like it's for Apollo's sake.

Apollo closed his eyes indifferently, ignoring Poseidon.

The king of Troy did not treat the migrant workers who built the city wall very well. Apollo and Poseidon were not enjoyed as gods, but were sent down as two ordinary young people with clean clothes. There were no stools, and there were ragged slaves and ordinary civilians with sad faces all around.

The crowd was crowded together, some were lying on the ground and some were sitting in the corner to rest, because the weather was hot and dusty, not to mention, even the air was full of rotten and musty smell.

Apollo was a little tired and wanted to take a rest, but the surrounding environment was dirty and messy, which was a compliment. This made Apollo, who loves cleanliness, unable to bear it and let it go.

Close your eyes and pretend you didn't see it, hold your breath and pretend you didn't hear it, but Poseidon's nonsense babbled annoyingly into his ears.

"Poseidon." Apollo's sharp gaze pierced Poseidon's flesh like a sharp arrow coming through the wind, "As a dear brother of Zeus, it doesn't feel too much for you to tell me this. Was it sarcasm?"

Poseidon stopped talking nonsense abruptly, not knowing what to say was right.

Apollo snorted coldly and walked away from Poseidon.

Whether it's the smell or anything else, it's extremely unbearable for him. If he stays any longer, he doesn't think that if he doesn't blow up this place, he will blow himself up first.

Since it was a punishment, Zeus would not give them a chance to enjoy it, but Zeus still had feelings for Apollo no matter how angry he was.

That Poseidon guy killed trouble, but let it go lightly, and Zeus felt extremely unwilling.Be as cruel to him as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves, but to Apollo, his son who has always been capable, you still have to be gentle.

There are some pieces of gold in Apollo's clothes.

Although the number is small and the weight is not much, Apollo discovered it at the first time.

Gods don't feel hunger, but humans do.

Apollo touched Lei Sheng's belly, ready to fill his stomach first.

The commercial street was bustling with people, much more than the migrant workers' resting place. Apollo roughly turned around a few times, and his stomach became more uncomfortable, but in sharp contrast to his stomach, it was his gains.

He couldn't find anything that looked and smelled edible.

As a god, he has always enjoyed the best tribute that humans can offer. After accepting the habit of "eating every day", what he ate was carefully cooked by Enoch, steamed, fried, boiled, etc. They have everything, neither too ugly to catch the eye, nor foul-smelling, nor look like dark dishes.

I thought of him again.

Apollo was even angrier.Apollo didn't realize what kind of wind Enoch was drawing until now.Why did she suddenly say that she wanted to separate, why did she want to separate from him, why did she question his love, why did she deny their love!

Apollo was very angry, and very inexplicable. He thought that whether as a lover or a friend, he could be called caring and gentle.

Since we want to separate, we should separate.The separation is not his loss, after all, lovers, just look for it... just look for it again.

"I want a house, not too small, not too far away from the construction site of the city wall, and not too many people around, if..." Apollo's eyes suddenly froze.

"Please give me a basket of grapes, can I exchange this piece of meat with you?" Enoch has a good temper, especially when it comes to treating humans, he is so polite and sincere that he doesn't look like a god at all.

Compared with most human beings, he seems to be a polite and educated person.

The gods don't stay on Mount Olympus forever, they sometimes transform into humans and come to the world, but few gods can integrate themselves well.

The arrogance of the gods was carved into every hair of their hair, but Enoch was different.

He fit in so well, was too human except too gentle and polite.

But no matter how well he fit in, Apollo recognized him at a glance.

Even if it's just a profile.

But Apollo is familiar with everything about Enoch, whether it is the side face or the voice.Almost turned into instinct.

Human emotions are complex and inexplicable, and so are Gods.

Apollo didn't need pity or love from others, but for a moment, weak, never-before-seen sorrow seemed to overwhelm him.

Obviously angry, obviously don't want to see each other again, obviously already planned to do it like this, but there will be a few moments, and there will be a few hesitation.

want to be close.

It's really strange, obviously I'm still angry, obviously I was still thinking about never forgiving him at the last moment, isn't it?

"Guest? Guest?"

The middle-aged man's rough voice brought Apollo back to reality. Apollo looked back, quickly communicated his request to the agent, gave a deposit, and then left.

Enoch likes people very much, and he also likes to come to human cities. He probably just came out for a stroll when he was bored.Apollo thought, but what does that have to do with me?

People in Troy seldom buy a house. The place is here. If you need a house, why not build it yourself?Who would waste money on an ordinary house that can be built for little money?But it takes time to build a house. Apollo doesn't want to spend a few more nights in the messy wilderness. He knows that there will be a type of people who will meet other people's requirements, as long as they give enough money.

Although there are not a few pieces of gold in his pocket, do you expect Apollo, who never pays attention to money, to have a sense of crisis?Or sit dream come fast.

After repairing the city wall for a long time, Apollo, who could not rest until night fell, wanted a house where he could sleep, but after walking around the market for a long time in the morning, he still couldn't see the man before him. Apollo was blown away!

"I can't find it." Enoch's gentle voice came from the side.

Most of Apollo's anger dissipated in an instant, and he looked at Enoch with cold eyes: "Ha, isn't this our compassionate God Enoch? Why do you have time to come here? If you are looking for a joke, then you If you see it, you can leave. If you are here to show your noble heart, then you don’t have to.”

Enoch's expression remained unchanged, he just continued the previous topic: "For a person, a piece of gold is probably hard money that can't be earned in a year. What a house needs is just a few days and some wood. You The money given is enough to buy ten houses. Deals with too large gaps will not make him loyal to his work, but will only make people greedy. One piece of gold is enough for him to squander for a long time, and he is afraid that you will find him Return the remaining gold, so at this time, he should have gone to other countries long ago, and you can't find it."

Apollo blushed, and his blue eyes seemed to be shooting flames: "So? It's just a piece of gold. If you lose it, you lose it. Is there anything to be sorry for?" Apollo stared at Enoch viciously. , I don’t know whether I am talking about the piece of gold or the person in front of me.

"It's true that the gold is lost, but it's getting dark, Apollo, do you want to sleep on the dirty, messy and smelly street? Like a tramp?"

Such an embarrassing scene was seen by Enoch, and Apollo was furious, but he didn't know the extent of dementia.Of course he knew what kind of living environment he would face tonight, but would Enoch surrender?dream!

"So? That has nothing to do with you." The calm Apollo is like a flame wrapped in ice. The scorching temperature almost distorts the space, but if he really stretches out his finger to touch it, But the whole hand will be frozen off.

Enoch was neither angry nor anxious, he just shook the bottle in his hand: "I came here for nothing, just to find someone to drink."

"Dionysus will be [-]% happy, you go to him." Apollo turned and left after speaking.

Although he has no place to live, Poseidon has.

They were under the illusion of Zeus, and in the eyes of humans, they were just looking at young people and middle-aged people with ordinary appearance and ordinary body.But no matter how Poseidon changes, the flirting method that is only one millimeter worse than Zeus can't be changed.

In order to chase women, even geese, cows and even horses have been changed, so that they can successfully win the girl's heart, what else can't be done?

Apollo kicked open the door of a farmhouse, and the red-haired girl who was rolling on the bed screamed in fright. Poseidon was also startled, but realized that the person who came was not his wife who was exactly like Hera. It's that lazy look.

The red-haired girl grabbed the quilt and was embarrassed to look at Apollo, but Poseidon didn't care about his indecent posture, and even showed off his majesty proudly.

He complained to Apollo: "Can't the way you come in be more polite and gentle? I thought it was Amphitrite who came to the door! Oh no, she can't find me even if she wants to find me now, so Thinking about it, this is pretty good! At least I don't have to endure her unreasonable troubles every day."

"Get out." Apollo said succinctly.

"Hey, buddy, this is not your temple, you should be more polite to me, right?" Poseidon was not happy.

"I said, get out for me." Apollo's face was sullen, his tone was cold, and the oppression around him was suppressed very low.

Poseidon wasn't afraid of him, but the real owner of the farmhouse—the red-haired girl was very scared, and hurriedly dragged her out wrapped in a quilt.

The real master ran away, and Poseidon could only leave.It wasn't because of his shame that he was embarrassed to stay any longer, but simply because without the red-haired girl, he could only spend the long night of tonight alone.

Absolutely not!

Apollo threw everything out of the bed, leaving only a bare wooden bed.

Apollo lay on the bed and closed his eyes, wanting to take a good rest, but Poseidon and the red-haired girl who were kicked out and had no choice but to fight in the field never had a moment of peace. He picked up a stone to cushion the bed and threw it out hard.

There was only a short cry from Poseidon's rough voice, and then only the red-haired girl's mournful cry remained.

"Don't cry, you're not dead, if you cry again, you'll be smashed together."

The red-haired girl stopped crying.

The night finally had a bit of a night look, so quiet—only the creaking sound of a stone on the bed was missing.

The author has something to say:

The first few chapters are memory killings, the memories of Apollo and Enoch when they "loved each other", not repetitions.