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The little golden wings under his feet fanned the bright light of Xia Yue.

Hermes crossed the wind from the great desert, stepped across the violet ocean, and finally saw the golden palace on the towering mountain peak.

He hastily took out the Coiled Snake Staff, with emerald green daffodils pinned to it, the leaves were soaked by the salt water monsoon of the Mediterranean Sea and the dry sunshine, which no longer had the coolness of being on the edge of Hades.

Elise flapped her multicolored wings just as she descended from the main mountain on a white cloud, and rainbows gushed out from under her smooth feet.

When she passed by Hermes, she said casually: "Hermes, the banquet has just begun, clean up your body and go to the feast of the gods."

Hermes reacted very quickly, and immediately grabbed Iris's rainbow skirt that was about to disappear with one hand, "When you go to the battlefield of Ilion, help me convey my order to the believers. The bazaar trade held on the sea still needs a lot of bronze and iron, wood for repairing ship boards, and wine for soldiers to drink, and the war will continue."

The war between the Trojans and the Achaeans has been going on for almost ten years, and Hermes is very busy at the beginning of the summer voyage every year.

Protect the round-headed merchant ships, offer sacrifices to Poseidon to maintain sea lanes, assign missions to believers, and maintain the trade of exchanging war supplies.

Moreover, he must always pay attention to the trend of the war. If he finds that the battle is decided or called to stop, he must prevent believers from hoarding war supplies in advance.

As a god who protects merchants, he attaches great importance to every piece of incense that belongs to him.

Iris glanced at his hand in distaste, "I just came back from Hades, I'm going to perform the baptism soon, I have the task of conveying Zeus and Hera, you are not slower than me, go to Ilion and give the order yourself .”

Hermes loosened her clothes and waved the daffodils in his hand, "I have urgent matters and need to go back to see my father."

Iris immediately shook her skirt, shaking out colorful light spots, and then she hurriedly turned and left. "Wait until I go to Mount Ida to convey the message of the banquet to the gods, and let them participate before conveying it for you."

Apollo and Poseidon are still watching the battle in Ilion, and she needs to inform them.

Seeing her go away, Hermes shouted in a hurry: "When you see the merchants in Thrace, remember to ask them to keep a few tanks of the best wine, and let the Lycians hurry up to make ivory beds and chairs. Make some items for noble women, and I will send them to Hades."

Iris didn't even turn her head, "The underworld is full of dead people, what's the use of these things, even if it is really useful, the underworld will not exchange gold for these things."

Who doesn't know how much Pluto cherishes his own mine veins, how can he easily trade any luxury with Hermes.

She didn't take her words to heart at all, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

Hermes spread his hands innocently: "It may be that love makes death generous."

After finishing speaking, he stepped over the marble stairs and rushed into the inner hall. The Goddess of Joy ran past him frowning with her torn skirt, "Is Athena back?"

This was the first time Hermes saw Euphrosyne lose her smile, and he even smelled the breath of the undead on her body, which is the most taboo thing in joy.

A puzzled expression appeared on Hermes' face. Is the Goddess of Joy attacked by Hades?

The gathering place of the banquet was as lively as the sunshine of this season, and Hermes heard the singing of the Muse, as well as the crisp sound of the sommelier's golden bottle clinking glasses.

He glanced at the banquet hall, where the goddess of joy was lying on Athena's lap with her torn skirt, asking the goddess of wisdom to sew clothes for him to dispel the bad luck of death.

Just as Hermes was about to go in, he saw Hebe covering his nose, then turned around and rushed to the side of Ganymedes, stretched out his white fingers to take his golden cup, and poured the Nectar inside directly onto the Hermes' feet.

"Hermes, you forgot to clean the breath of Hades, it will bring uncleanness here."

Hebe is like the housekeeper on Mount Olympus. Whether it is the repair and assembly of Hera's carriage, or the feeding and grooming of Zeus' eagle, she is in charge.

She would have been busier if the responsibility of serving the wine had not fallen to Ganymedes, Zeus' lover.

Hermes stepped on Nekta's ear, and the breath of the immortality wine diluted the dark and hostile aura on his body. He smiled and said, "I won't stay, I will go to the peak to find my father Zeus."

Hebe quickly lifted the skirt again, ran to fetch an incense burner, lit the liquid and herbs inside to imitate the sacrificial ceremony, and placed it at Hermes' feet.

"Father pulled a dark cloud to hide his body and went to inspect the land. You have to wait for a whole day and night to see him return. First use the incense of sacrifice to wash away the filth."

Hermes was on the go all the year round, and every time he came back, Heber came to clean the dust for him first. No matter how eager he was, he habitually stopped and did not fly over her head and leave.

He stood in the incense and continued to study the daffodils in his hand. The unflowered seeds were full of vitality, and there was no smell of Hades.

Behind Hebe are the muses sitting on curved ivory chairs, and Calliope puts the wax plate on her knees, and is singing the epic poem of war to the forest nymphs nestled beside her.

While Ning Fu was chatting and laughing and weaving laurel wreaths for the gods, a naked boy with only a piece of wild rose plaid cloth covering his lower body got under Ning Fu's skirt and attracted this group of inferiors. The goddess laughed and pushed.

The young man had fluffy blond hair, and a pair of white wings spread out on his white back. He ran out from the group of nymphs and jumped up to hold the golden bow that was put aside.

Hermes stepped out of the incense and grabbed the boy's rose linen, "Eros, where did the flowers on your bow come from?"

Seeing the teacher who taught him lying skills, Eros restrained his wanton charm and said, "When you shoot Hades, flowers will grow on the bow and arrow."

Hermes thought that Hades liked a certain goddess recently, and realized that it was the effect of Eros' arrow. He was in charge of Eros's education for a while before, and he habitually persuaded: "Shooting death has no effect on your reproductive power. Useless."

How could he think of shooting Hades? His emotions are sterilized, destroyed, cold, and returned to nothingness, which has caused a huge conflict with the enthusiasm and fertility required by love.

Eros flicked the bowstring and said indifferently: "I aimed at Typhon, but the stars covered my eyes, so I shot at the King of Hades."

Hermes was not surprised at all. Six out of ten of Eros' arrows were inaccurate. Apollo once used more than [-] words of gorgeous rhetoric at a private banquet to fully discuss how bad Eros's archery skills are.

Summary of the discussion: When Eros shoots arrows, his eyes are blind and his hands are shaking. Whoever is shot depends on which side of the dice the goddess of luck throws while holding the hand of the god of love.

Hermes took off the wild flowers on the bow and smelled it, but he still couldn't smell the divine power.There are many gods who can make plants grow, and no plant god has ever heard of disappearance.

Just as he was about to put down the flowers, he heard Eros mutter casually, "But the smell of plant reproduction is similar to that of Demeter."

This sentence was like the stars falling to the ground, and the tide was surging on the shore, Hermes, who had always been flexible in his mind, responded instantly. He suddenly asked, "Where's Demeter?"

"After she accepted the first crop of wheat sacrifices sacrificed by humans, she held the seeds and sank under the land of the Cyclops Island to recuperate."

Athena, holding a golden needle, stretched out her hand and just lifted the dress of the goddess of joy, and gave the answer when she heard Hermes' words.She had just returned from the battlefield, the armor on her body was still in place, silver light shone around her, and when she raised her eyes, she carried a sense of oppressive momentum.

Hermes remembered that it was summer, and at this time Demeter had completely disappeared on the earth, and would not return to Olympos to seek pleasure, but went to sleep holding the seeds.

Only when the cranes sounded and Zeus began to dominate the fall of winter rain, Demeter would wake up and re-sow the earth for growth.

Hermes was eager to find out where the flowers in his hand came from, and immediately turned into a gust of wind and ran out.

"I'm going to find Demeter."

Hermes knew in his heart that his guess was correct. After all, there were very few gods with the power to make the land of the underworld bloom.

Athena raised her hand and blew a gust of wind to guard the route, and sent Hermes a ride to prove her idea, and then continued to mend the dirty and black skirt.

After losing her strength, she became gentle like a loving mother again.

Eros rolled around on the ground and suddenly said, "I saw Hades snatch a human girl."

Athena was not distracted, she said calmly: "Human beings cannot make Hermes feel fear. What makes him so worried should be that after the robbed goddess disappears, it will endanger human beings."

Hermes is the god who is close to people, and cares more about the living conditions of human beings than she does.

Eros: "Don't worry so much, or I will pull the arrow of Cupid from Hades."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and then clapped his palms suddenly, "The arrows I shot came from the twelve arrows of Chaos' newborn God of Love, and no one could pull them out."

It was nascent love, the fire that ignited the soul of the gods.

That arrow is quite special, it requires the person hit by the arrow to have emotional fluctuations before the love effect will appear, and once it is shot, it can no longer be pulled out.

-

The slight itchiness of the flowers blooming in the ears made Persephone lift her sticky eyelids.

When she woke up, she felt that she was floating in the air, and her limbs could not reach the ground.Staring blankly at the dry yellow hair in front of her eyes, the bright red reflection of marigolds is reflected in her eyes, and behind the dark fire color is intense darkness.

Persephone didn't respond for a while, she couldn't help but blinked, and finally saw clearly on her sunken pillow, her black curly hair was surrounded by flowers and leaves, entangled with her long hair.

black hair...

Persephone was in a relaxed state just after waking up, and felt the weight of being restrained belatedly. The surroundings of her body were so stuffy as if she was nesting in a fire, and she seemed to be curled up in a solid iron plate.

Only then did she realize that she was being hugged by someone. The man's arms were slender and tightly clasped around her waist. He pressed his face against her shoulders without any sound of breathing. The vague breath made her look numb .

Everyone used the same shampoo and bath fragrance, so she couldn't smell the strangeness.Covering his ears last night, until the end, the two of them actually slept together.

Persephone didn't dare to move for a while. She didn't have a boyfriend before, and she was very unfamiliar with how to deal with this kind of intimate contact. Should she kick the scolding gangster away, or slap him twice to wake him up, or grab him Braid your hair?

Although I want to, but I dare not.Persephone remained in the same position awkwardly. If he was woken up, would this guy get angry and lose his mind?

Hades was often like a beast that could be in heat at any time. She bent her toes uncomfortably, and her breathing rhythm, which was restrained as much as possible, was inevitably a bit chaotic.

In order to distract her attention, Persephone looked at the flowers on her hair. The clusters of wild flowers did not have too thick stems and leaves, and they could not see the root system. All the plants with upright stems formed winding stems on her hair. The flowers If there are spikes on the top, they will soften meekly and will not hurt anyone.

And these flowers, some of which had already landed on Hades' black curls, rubbed against him reliantly.

Seeing the flattering looks of these flowers, Persephone didn't know why she always felt that she was rubbing against him, feeling indescribably awkward and uncomfortable.She glanced at Hades and found that he was still keeping his head down against her shoulder and hadn't woken up.

Only then did he lean over and gently blow his hair, a light little flower was blown aside.

But one was blown off, and the remaining three, four or five flowers popped out delicately and tenderly, rolling onto the black hair and continuing to rub.

Persephone: "..."

It seems that the flowers on her head must have been influenced by Hades, otherwise she could kiss him like this.When she thought that it was actually someone else's flower blooming on top of her head, Persephone didn't have that weird feeling of sticking upside down for a moment.

But when did Hades wake up? Persephone was huddled in his arms with a blank expression. Laying in bed without a mobile phone was like meditating and knocking on a wooden fish to boil the patience of practice. When did he wake up...

And leaning against her shoulder, Hades with messy hair opened his eyes quietly and didn't know how long he had been awake.His posture was as solid as a stone, and the clear curse engraved on his wrist gradually deprived him of the strength to hug her.He couldn't hug her harder, but he didn't let go.

The black fog of death filled the surroundings, covering the luminosity of the bonfire. The human beings on the ground cursed and complained, Gaia was sleeping and snoring, and the rumble of the sun car hitting the sky track was ringing in his ears. All kinds of messy sounds did not let him Move half a minute.

Persephone silently practiced immobility Zen: When does this salted fish god wake up, does it not need to turn over?

Finally, her hands and feet were numb, and she couldn't help but use a little force to pull her hand out of his embrace, only to find that the soft breath of the man who hadn't moved was pressed against her neck, and her skin felt the softness of his lips. The temperature flashed by.

Persephone: "..."

Then she finally reacted with horror: wait, this guy is sober?Wake up and still not get up.

Could it be—God is also in bed.

-

Persephone sniffed her fingers, and after washing her hands, she still smelled of wine. After arriving here, her diet has changed too completely, and her hydration basically depends on mixed wine.

After a very painful morning of lying in bed, she had another exotic breakfast without porridge buns. The staple food was wheat porridge and bread, as well as some roast beef and fruit. After she was full, she was eaten by Hades. Bring here to change clothes.

Just because she tried to ask, "Do you want to draw the arrow?"

Although she knew that she might fail, if she tried more, she would have another chance, and if she didn't pull out the oath tablet with her fingerprints when she drew the arrow, she was afraid that it would expire.

Hades kept his black mist from touching her, and stood quietly in front of her for a while before saying in a deep voice, "You're not defy me enough."

The implication is that I don't hate her enough.

When Persephone thought of defying him, she thought of offering sacrifices. She resisted the urge to back down and turned around, "Why don't we go out and have fun?"

The underworld is very quiet, and it is almost the same as the tomb.And after coming out of the memory wall, Persephone has spent some time summarizing the memories he saw, planning to take them out one by one to scare Hades.

For example, Hades now hates noise because of his strength, and prefers a quiet life.Then on the other hand, she can like the excitement, and more importantly, there is nothing exciting to watch here, and asking for things that don't have it will make him even more annoying.

To like is to be worn down to death by trivial things that don't agree with the three views, and she has to be that trivial.

As a result, Hades stared at her with dark eyes for a while, "Are you inviting me to travel?"

Persephone: "..."

It sounded like she was begging him to go on a date.

Hades: "In response to your entreaties, I grant you a lively feast."

Persephone: "..."

Feet hurt.

Then Persephone was driven to the shelves, and she was really forced to go out to watch.She lowered her head helplessly, and saw a black paper girl in a loincloth skirt squatting at her feet, arranging her dress.

The wide white skirt is trimmed with malachite-colored leaves, and the material is gorgeously lying on the linear maid's arms.

The drawn waitress didn't have any expression changes. It was like a procedure in charge of arranging the clothes. Her fingers deftly straightened out the loose skirts into gorgeous folds.

From the mentality of watching horror movies at the beginning, Persephone has been able to observe the structure of these paper figures naturally.

They are all composed of simple colors and lines. The human body structure is very flat, and the lines of the clothes are also very rough. It can be seen that the creators don't care about them. is vague.

The only thing that is clear is the parts where they work, such as the paper man squatting at her feet, the hands are very clearly drawn.

Each of its fingers is strong and flexible, and after smoothing out some irregular marks, it looks like it is folding back the creases, and then it lowers its head to see if her long and narrow golden shoelaces have come off.

If this was a real person, Persephone felt that she might not be able to stand such overly enthusiastic service, but this is a moving two-dimensional painting, she couldn't help reaching out out of curiosity to touch the paper man's hair.

The black clump of hair didn't feel any substance when touched by the fingertips, but some color slipped into the hand, causing an extra hole in the maid's hair.

Persephone quickly withdrew her hand, worried that if she became stronger, she would wipe the paper figurine away.

The paper man didn't feel any pain, and he didn't notice that there was a gap in his hair at all.After arranging her clothes, another waitress was greeted to hold a copper box. The unique and heavy box was embossed with nymphs dancing, and countless gold ornaments were revealed when opened.

Persephone felt glaring, as if seeing herself become the most dazzling cub with a few catties of gold hanging on her, it was too much work.She quickly waved her hand and said sincerely, "No, really no need."

It's still the gold bars that look comfortable, especially the way they pile up into mountains.

But the waitress was like a good clockwork. Although she didn't force her to wear accessories, she kept bending over and brought the box in front of her eyes, as if she could stay in place forever without choosing a few items.

Persephone couldn't resist this stylized enthusiasm, so she had to pick and choose among all kinds of gold flower earrings, turquoise collars, and bracelets as thick as boards. One day, she could catch a box full of gold and choose at will. .

But thinking that it was someone else's, she dared to pick the smallest ring because she was afraid of losing it, but before she could pick it up, a slender pale finger randomly pushed aside a lot of jewelry, and took out a beautiful bracelet inlaid with gemstones.

Persephone was taken aback, her hand had already been lightly grasped, Hades stood in front of her at some point, bent down with a cold face, and slowly put a bracelet on her wrist.

The bracelet was too loose, the man's fingers pressed it, and the gold was like the water flowing in his hand, changing its shape at will, and finally clasped it on her wrist properly.Hades was extremely careful in his movements from beginning to end, as if he was pinching the fragile foam, worried that the gold bracelet would crack with a little effort.

He searched the jewelry box again, and when he was going to find her the necklace commonly used by the goddess, he couldn't feel the joy of the other party. Hades bowed his head silently for a while before finally asking: "You don't like these?"

Persephone was actually a little puzzled. Hades's attitude had a strange sense of peace. Compared with the initial period, it was an incomparable separation from ape-man to modern man in three seconds.

Could it be... that the effect of the arrow is about to come to an end, so the god's sanity is also returning to normal?

Delighted and congratulated, I can't help but be overjoyed.

Persephone couldn't help but relax with her attitude, she said honestly, "I like it, but I don't like hanging too much on my body."

If you hang too much on your body, you will definitely feel insecure when you go out for a walk, and you will feel like an open safe that you can encounter robbers at any time.

Hades lifted a heavy gold chain, paused at her words, and put it back.

Persephone looked him up and down, and found that he had no other decorations except for the ring on his finger and the gold bracelet on his wrist.Thinking of his golden nouveau riche outfit when we first met, Chi asked, "If you like it, you can wear more."

With his body shape, skin color, and appearance, a few catties of gold can make him look particularly dazzling, so don't worry about how many decorations she has on her body.

And the more he dresses up to his liking, the angrier he gets, what should I do?

Hades clenched her hand for a while, and then let go until the muscles in the hand trembled, but after a while, he held it again with difficulty.

Persephone noticed his erratic movements, her hands are just getting used to it, are they too hot?

Hades endured the weight of the curse and pulled her up and walked out. He responded casually, "Gold will hurt you."

Persephone was at a loss for the answer, hurt her?

Hades's steps were a bit big, and when she followed, she was afraid of stepping on the hem of the skirt and immediately held it with one hand. The soft and shiny folds were like double-petalled dahlias, and there was an obvious dent when the bracelet on her wrist was attached to the clothes.

Persephone suddenly realized something and glanced at Hades.

There is too hard metal on the body, which will hurt things that need to be hugged or touched hard, just like when holding a child, you should pay attention to the buttons and accessories on your body.

She was silent for a while before she realized his sudden gentle attitude, maybe it was because of his deepening feelings again and again. , please keep in mind:,.