After walking some distance, Prometheus felt the aura follow them, but as he approached immediately, he turned to the other side, as if wandering aimlessly, and looking for someone like a headless fly.

Because she didn't want to be disturbed, when she first saw him, he used a colorless and invisible enchantment to envelop the siren, but she didn't realize it.

Prometheus's greatest power is the creation of zào, and the second is the barrier, if he wants to hide anyone's information, no one must be able to break it.

Thinking of this, Prometheus laughed silently, young gods, since they love each other, why torture each other, cherish every minute and every second of the moment. But Prometheus didn't want to get involved in the entanglement between them, so he and the sirens went to a wine shop, and the two of them took on the appearance of ordinary people, asked the boss for a bottle of wine and two glasses, and sat down in the noisy crowd.

The siren poured him a glass of wine and poured himself another glass, Prometheus tasted the wine and said with a smile: "Before there was no Dionysus, although the taste of those wines was not bad, it seemed that something was always missing, and the wine created by Dionysus filled this gap, no wonder human beings respected him so much, even I have to admire." ”

The siren kept listening, her expression did not change, she also took a sip, and then said with a smile: "But the greatest creator in the world is still human, you created a race second only to God, and you are also the creator of mankind, and human beings respect you the most." As she spoke, she patted her chest, "Although there are not many sacrifices, here, you are definitely the first." ”

Prometheus chuckled lowly and drank the wine from his glass.

Seeing this, the siren poured it on him again, and Prometheus leaned back, his eyes not knowing where to fall, "There are so many changes in the world, and there are almost no constants. ”

The siren put down the bottle, Prometheus turned his gaze to her, still in a teasing tone, "Just like you, my impression of you is still as big as a baby, and now you are the most beautiful goddess, I heard that you also defeated Athena, obediently, even I won't mess with her lightly, what were you thinking at the time?" ”

Looking at the red wine in the glass, after a long time, the siren smiled self-deprecatingly, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, who hasn't done stupid things when they were young." ”

In the dark environment, Siren's eyes were shining, and her vocal cords vibrated at first, as if the air had been withdrawn, this kind of seductive sound, even Prometheus could not guarantee that it would be completely unaffected.

This ability to confuse the mind is really stronger from generation to generation, she passed it on to the muse, and the muse in turn passed it on to the siren, and it is hard to imagine how powerful the siren's daughter would be if she also inherited this talent.

You can even defeat Zeus.

looked at the siren's expression in silence, calm and indifferent, Zeus had not troubled her, and it seemed that he knew about those prophecies, so he would not be afraid of her.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Prometheus asked her, "When did you start going to land?" ”

Prometheus has been punished, how would she know that she had never been to land?

Siren was stunned, she blinked, and asked him, "Why do you ask me this?" ”

Prometheus smiled, as if he didn't want to hide it at all, "Because I once told your mother not to let you go to land, I think she should listen to me, won't she?" ”

The red wine glass fell to the ground, and the crisp sound only alarmed the two or three people around, and after looking at the situation here, they turned their heads again, just as an ordinary accident.

The siren's eyes widened, even more abrupt in the night, she looked at Prometheus in shock, and she didn't care about the mess on the ground, the maid came over and chattered about the compensation, Prometheus smiled and handed her a piece of gold, and the maid immediately closed her mouth and left happily.

Sighing, he continued to look at the siren, and after waiting for a long time, the siren finally said a sentence, "It's you?!" Why? ”

With great surprise, her voice still trembling, Prometheus drank the last bit of wine in the cup, then put it down and looked at the siren: "To protect you." ”

That's right, she knew that her mother was all there to protect her, but she always thought that her mother loved her too much and was afraid of the danger of the outside world, so she would take such an extreme approach, she had only seen Prometheus once as a baby, why did he do this, what kind of danger did he do, what kind of danger did he do?

"I—I don't understand ......"

Prometheus' smile vanished, and he quietly met the siren's gaze, half loudly, before giving a vague answer: "The Muse and I both want to protect you, protect you from future disasters, not existing dangers." ”

The siren was stunned, extracting the core meaning of this sentence, and she asked in a daze, "You mean, prophecy?" ”

Very few gods have prophecies, such as Athena, who was once prophesied to be stronger than her father. But most gods don't have prophecies, because prophecies are often big enough to shock the gods.

Prometheus looked at the siren more and more shocked, and seemed to be a little scared, he smiled and comforted her, "Don't think so much, it's just that a mother's love for her daughter, how can it be so terrible by what you say." The Muse brought you to me just to ask if there was any way to make you grow up later, and since she was Cleo's favorite relative, of course I had to help her. ”

The siren also remembered that she was very young at the time, and the Muse took her to the edge of a cliff where there was a man who was in pain all the time, but the memory was only that, it was the only time she had ever seen her mother leave home.

Thinking of her childhood, she did grow very slowly, and even did not grow for a while, and remained in the state of a human twelve-year-old girl, the siren frowned and asked him, "You also made it impossible for me to grow up?" ”

Prometheus smiled, "Yes, I put a magic spell on you, but it seems that you have already unlocked it, unlock the magic spell, and then use your divine power, and your body will immediately return to its original appearance, by the way, did I say that you are beautiful?" You're prettier than the Muse, but not as pretty as Cleo. ”

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the siren leaned back, keeping a straight face and not speaking.

Prometheus sighed helplessly, "Oh, she's also my lover, you two are just as beautiful, okay?" ”

As he spoke, he wanted to touch the siren's shoulder, but the siren opened his hand and looked at him with a frown, could it be that all wise gods have such a character? Athena was exactly like him, and the siren squinted at him, "You'd better make it clear why you didn't let me grow up." ”

Prometheus smiled, "Because when you grow up, you will do a lot of things that adults will do, Muse please let you stay in childhood, there is really no way, as people grow up, there will be more and more dangers around you." ”

Siren narrowed his eyes, "For example......"

"For example," Prometheus' eyes flashed with a hint of danger, but it quickly disappeared, and he slapped his forehead exaggeratedly, "Oops, it's almost time, let's go together?" ”

The siren was stunned, "Where are you going?" ”

Prometheus smiled, "Sacrifice of the Stove God." ”

That's why there are so many humans tonight, all waiting for the dawn to come and hold the sacrifice of Hestia. It's early spring, and the weather is still a little cold, but people don't care about it, the Stove God Sacrifice is a very grand event among humans, and no one wants to miss it.

The sirens and Prometheus mingled in the crowd and slowly moved around the altar, where the bull and ram were already standing, and the sacrifice could begin at any moment. The sirens frowned at the fanatical people around them, and asked in a voice that only the gods could hear, "You are here to see the ritual?" ”

Prometheus couldn't take his eyes off it, and replied in a low voice: "Of course not, I'm here to find something for Cleo, and since I met you, I'll also take a look at the human sacrifice by the way." ”

"What, can I help?"

Hearing this, Prometheus glanced down at her, then smiled.

"No, I've found it."

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Awakened by the noise outside, Axes did not sleep well, he sat up and found the god of wine standing in front of the window, looking at the last of the night in the sky.

He leaned against the wall, his upper body leaned out of the window, his godless eyes remained motionless, there was a gloom and tranquility in his eyes, Aktes was stunned, and asked aloud: "Didn't you find it?" ”

Hearing the voice, Dio half-turned his body and said slowly, "Do you know that in your capacity, you shouldn't ask me such a question? ”

Axtes lowered his eyes and smiled half-loudly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to care." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt, got out of bed and put on his shoes, Dio watched his movements, for a long time, the sky outside had turned white, and Dio's slightly hoarse voice came into the ears of Actes: "I didn't find it." ”

Aktes turned his back to him, his face buried in the shadows, sighed lowly, turned around and laughed again, and said to the god of wine: "Today is the sacrifice of the god of the stove, do you want to go and see it, and scatter your heart?" ”

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Inexplicably agreed to Actes' request, Dio didn't understand why he was so unusual to Arctes, this unusualness was very wrong, and he was not ordinary to Amplos, but it was because he loved him, and to Arctes, Dio himself didn't want to be close, as if someone was manipulating him behind him. But who can manipulate Bacchus? Thinking about it like this, Dio was indifferent again, he still admired this human being, and it was okay to keep it by his side.

Standing among the humans, Dio didn't react, he didn't hate these people who were as crazy as the beasts, but he didn't like them either, there was nothing to do anyway, and it didn't hurt to see.

Axes stood beside him, looking in.

Dior raised his eyebrows, Hestia lived in the market, also far away from the strife of Mount Olympus, the last time he saw her was more than a hundred years ago, the god of the stove did not like crowds, especially hated noise, but these believers did the opposite, and they didn't know if Hestia would give them blessings.

He had been looking for someone last night, and he had almost turned over all the surroundings, and he didn't see the siren, and he was angry when he thought of this, since he said that he would never see each other again, why did she still follow, and since he came with him, why did she disappear halfway. He couldn't help but sneer, she was still as selfish and cruel as before.

Aktesus looked at Dio, his face was quite bad, probably because he had not slept all night, coupled with his anger and anger, he felt like an ice cellar all over, and no one dared to approach him.

Aktes did not speak, but looked at the ritual that had already begun, the blood of the cows and sheep flowed down the lines into the holy basin prepared in advance, and the priest gave the order, and the fire burned the branches, and the crackling sound was instantly overshadowed by the cheers of the people. The sacrifice was finished, everyone embraced each other with joy, and Axes laughed, then turned to Dio and said, "Dionysus, the sacrifice is over, are you leaving?" ”

Dio looked around, didn't find the figure, hid the disappointment in his heart, and then pulled out a smile: "Let's go." ”

Slowly moving out of the crowd, finally leaving the revelers, Actes breathed a sigh of relief and walked out with Dio, only to find that his steps suddenly stopped, and he looked forward in a daze, and there were two people looking at them in front of him.

A man in the prime of life looked at them with a smirk, as if he had noticed something interesting, and beside him was a woman with red cheeks, with freckles on her face, looking very shocked and nervous.