The boy did not know where he had come from, he swooped down from the sky, his white wings fluttering in the wind, his blonde hair shining brightly, the garlands made of grapevines were bright and bright, his legs were downward when he was about to land, and a pair of wings gradually disappeared behind him, and when he landed on the ground, the birds around him chirped in their throats, as if in welcome.

The boy was stunned, and the dryad shook his head in surprise, and everyone who saw Dionysus was stunned, because he was so good-looking, not beautiful, not handsome, no one could compare, and no one could describe the peerless elegance.

However, the boy once again broke through the dryad's cognition, and he quickly reacted, and ran forward nimbly, carefully hiding himself all the way, stopping fifty feet away from Dionysus, and then drawing the golden arrow behind his back and placing it on the bow. The sharp arrow pointed directly at Dionysus, and witnessed the whole journey of the dryad screaming in terror in the tree, but the outside world could not hear the voice of the elves, and the dryad could only watch as the golden arrow shot at Dionysus accurately and speechlessly.

"Bacchus!!"

The golden arrow grazed Dionysus' calf, and the dryad breathed a sigh of relief, but did not see the corner of the boy's mouth. He then fired a second arrow, a little off the beaten track of his original position, right at Dionysus' feet.

Hearing the movement, Dior, who had been pretending to be asleep, instantly opened his eyes, and just wanted to check, he heard the grass behind him. Turning his head, a black-robed young man strode over, he was holding the same black bow, against the sun, Dio couldn't see his appearance clearly, until he approached, he shuddered violently.

An unknown emotion roamed through his body, his pupils shrunk, and his heart beat faster than usual. The blue-eyed boy smiled at him, and Dio felt like he was going to be sucked in.

He picked up the black arrow on the ground, then stood up and asked in a good mood, "What's your name?" ”

The boy smiled, "Amplos." ”

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The sirens slept more and more day by day, and Persephone also went back to his mother's house, and there was no one to talk to, and the black poplar patted the sirens boringly: "Siren, let's play archery." ”

The sirens used to pass the time and preferred to make bows and arrows from dead branches that fell from the black poplar tree, which was harder than ordinary metal, although it was wood. The siren sat at a distance and shot arrows at the poplar with ease, always knocking the dead leaves off his body.

Whenever this happens, the sirens must triumphantly talk about their previous life with the goddess of hunting, and even the goddess of hunting praises her for her accurate archery, which shows the siren's ability in this regard.

And now, the black poplar tree was about to break the branch, and the siren was still sleeping soundly, and ignored him.

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As Dio approached Amplos, the strange feeling magnified as he looked at the person in front of him in amazement, not understanding what was wrong with him.

"Don't believe it, the most common thing in this world is love at first sight."

The little goddess of love, Eros, always pretended to be an adult, and Dio asked him funny: "You are not half as tall as me, do you know what love at first sight is?" ”

Eros was unconvinced, "Of course I do. I don't dare to say anything else, I definitely know more about the relationship between men and women than you. After all, you are also one of the twelve main gods, and your reputation for being uninhibited and having fun in time has spread to the deep sea, who would believe that you don't even know what your heart feels like. ”

Dio had always cared about this, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the slightly cold north wind, "Then what is the feeling of heartbeat?" ”

When Eros heard Dio's question, he immediately lay on the table excitedly, and he hated to tell him everything he knew, "That is, when a person sees another person, his heart beats faster, as if he had been smashed by Thor, and his whole body feels like he has been electrocuted, but not so strictly. I will be a little nervous and scared when I see that person, but the most I am still happy. ”

Dionysus opened his eyes and looked at him speechlessly, "Is this heartbeat?" Isn't it dying? ”

Eros pouted, "You'll say that because you haven't experienced it, and you'll understand when you do, old virgin." ”

The memory of a long, long time ago suddenly came alive in his mind, and Dionysus realized that this was the heartbeat, which was indeed similar to what Eros said, and he was blamed for his poor narration ability...... It's obviously a beautiful feeling.

Looking at this young man carefully, Dio was stunned, he had never been moved, it turned out that he liked men? That's not right...... He's seen more men than Perokari, no, it's not about gender, it's love at first sight.

Amplos stood quietly as Dio looked at him, until he finally figured out what he was going through. Dio smiled, and then said to Amplos, "I am Dionysus, the god of wine, the son of Zeus, the god of thunder and lightning, and I like you." ”

I don't know which bird screamed sadly, and Amplos's expression instantly became stunned.

With such a straightforward expression of his heart, Amplos didn't know what to say. The countless versions that had been practiced in his mind were now waste, and Amplos blinked and decided to improvise. He smiled a charming smile that he had practiced countless times and said, "I like you too." ”

Bacchus, who had always been high and dazzling, certainly did not think that he would be rejected, he was satisfied with the answer he heard, and then stretched out his hand. Amplos was shorter and thinner than him, and a thin, white hand was placed in his palm, and Lord Dionysus felt his heart tickled.

Leaving happily with the person he liked, he didn't see Amplos gently kick something on the ground aside, and he didn't notice a scratch on his calf, a wound nearly a centimeter deep, but not a drop of blood flowed, and the wound was slowly healing. Amplos glanced at it quietly, then withdrew his gaze and walked forward reassuringly.

Amplos has always been quiet, but his eyes seem to speak, and he looks at Amplos, and Dio always wants to jump into his eyes and explore the mysteries inside, and Amplos smiles, and Dio's heart ripples.

Dio slowly realized this emotion and couldn't help but laugh. Amplos looked up at him slightly, and smiled in return.

Following Bacchus back to his palace, a place that was always open to the faithful, it stood deep in the forest, beside the babbling river, the white palace and stairs were spotless, and the verdant vines could be seen everywhere.

Many people gathered at the gate of the palace, they drank wine in large gulps, men, women and children sat together and sang indulgently, and when they saw that the god of wine had returned, they stood up happily and bowed deeply to Dionysus, and when they saw the smile on the face of the god of wine, they returned to their original banquet.

Amplos was dumbfounded, in a world where rules dictate one thing, such an approach would be ...... Contrary to common sense.

But this is the god of wine. The alpetual bohemian, indulgent, and timely pleasure god was unfettered by his side, doing whatever he wanted, he always brought joy to the people, and also helped them to make wine and gain the favor of the gods. If the god that human beings respect most is Zeus, the god they admire the most is Athena, and the god they are most grateful for is Prometheus, then the god that human beings love the most must be Dionysus. Only he can restore joy to people who are sick and living in poverty, and only he can make himself free.

Amplos lowered his head, hid his thoughts in the depths of his heart, and when he looked up again, he was still a sunny and happy teenager.

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The siren sat in front of his hut, looking at the sea of daffodils in front of him, but his thoughts drifted somewhere.

Pearl came over in a huff and shouted before he could come in, "He won't let me out!" I'm! ”

The siren retracted his consciousness and looked back at her, looking like he had expected it a long time ago, "It's strange that I can let you out, you've only been back for four months, and you're going out again, when did Hades become reasonable?" ”

Pearl pursed her lips and walked around to the siren, only to be taken aback.

"Oh my God, you're ......"

As she spoke, she frowned and crouched down, looking at the siren, "Started?" ”

The siren smiled and nodded, "Here we go." ”

Pearl lost his voice and asked, "When?" ”

Siren thought for a moment, "About a week ago. ”

Pearl lowered his eyes and thought, a week ago, it had been a week, no wonder the siren's face was so bad. She looked worried, and her tone became uncertain, "That'...... Did you see him? ”

The siren nodded.

"Success?"

The siren nodded again.

Pearl didn't know what to say, and there was no turning back from the time the siren decided to do it. Her □□ was already by Dionysus' side, and with the personality of a Dionysian, since she fell in love with someone, she would not give up no matter what.

And the siren must succeed, there is a spell that can separate half of a person's life, but there is no spell that can bring this half of life back, if Amplos fails, the siren will be hit hard, and the environment of the underworld will deplete her life little by little, and the siren will die.

Pearl looked into the eyes of the sirens and asked sternly, "Siren, is there really no way to get Amplos back into your body?" ”

The siren was silent and said, "No, he is me, I am him." Although the souls are the same, our bodies are separated, Amplos can't come back, and besides, he won't live long. ”

Pearl was stunned, she didn't understand what this meant, and the siren explained, "My strength is too small to support two bodies to survive together, I can only hold on for two months at most, and if I can't finish it, he will die." ”

Pearl widened his eyes violently: "Only two months?!" ”

Siren smiled: "Two months is enough, and compared to two hundred years, two months pass quickly." ”