everyone loves apollo

"Hermes...how could it be you?" Apollo said after a long while.

Hermes, who had returned to his original form, jumped off his hand, hugged his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Why can't it be me? My dear brother, I'm just joking with you, don't be angry."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Eros and said angrily: "Say, how did you see through my Transfiguration?"

"I didn't see through," Cupid said indifferently, "Anyway, you are definitely not a woman, whoever you are, we'll talk about it after kicking you."

Hermes: "..."

It's unlucky to meet this guy.If he had known that he was nearby, he should have tricked Apollo out of the temple as soon as possible and walked far away.

But that wasn't the only thing he was unlucky about.

The God of Light grabbed his wrist, threw it aside, and said angrily, "This kind of joke is not fun at all."

Oops, baby is mad.

Hermes hurriedly coaxed people: "I was wrong, I was wrong, dear brother, you can beat or kill whatever you want, don't be angry, I will never do such a thing next time. Please forgive me this time , will you? will you... Well, don't turn your head away, look at me, if you don't forgive me, I'll jump myself into the Styx, and then I can neither speak nor If you can’t move, no one will play with you, or make a piano for you, or dance for you at a banquet..."

He took Apollo's hand and shook it back and forth. The nasal voice hummed and acted like a baby, really, there was no image of a god at all.

Eros turned his head to the side, showing an expression of not being able to bear to look directly.

However, the God of Light just takes this set.

Just after Hermes squeezed out a few tears of regret, he snorted and said, "You can forgive me if you want, but you must agree to one condition."

Hermes was overjoyed: "What condition? My dear, let alone one, even if it is a thousand, I will promise you 1. As long as you forgive me, you can do anything you want. Just say it, Don't be rude to me."

"Teach me the art of transfiguration." The God of Light looked at him, his eyes twinkling, full of longing, brighter than the stars in the night sky.

When he was trapped by Poseidon's seaweed, he really regretted that he didn't learn transfiguration from Zeus - he disliked that other people or animals were not as good-looking as him, and he didn't want to change - otherwise he could become a slippery dog Dolphins or small fish that do not slip away can escape without a trace in an instant.But it's okay, it's not too late to study now.

Hermes agreed without thinking, "Okay, okay, haha, I thought it was something. Don't worry, I will teach you what I know seriously and completely. You. Where are we going? Let me think about it and go to your Temple of Light, okay? It's quiet there..."

Eros' ears stood up all of a sudden, the Temple of Light, a place he had never set foot in.What the hell is that thief trying to do?No, he couldn't leave the two of them alone.He can also do things like transfiguration. In fact, apart from Apollo, which god on Mount Olympus can't, it's just not as clever as Hermes.

Cupid was racking his brains, thinking of how to disturb their arrangement. On the other side, Apollo yawned a lot and said, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You two can do whatever you want. There are many rooms in the yard." Yes." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of the priest Chryses.There was such a big commotion on their side, so he didn't come over to take a look, er, he must have been hypnotized by Eros.

Forget it, what are you thinking about so much, this walk has nothing to do with Troy.Anyway, he didn't intend to participate in that damned plan to destroy humanity.

The God of Light went straight to the bed, lay down, and slept.

Eros and Hermes glanced at each other with disgust, and quietly walked out of the room.

Early the next morning, Apollo walked out of the room. After a night's rest, he felt refreshed and radiant.

In the courtyard, the tree shadows were shaking, and the sun was shining. Hermes was sitting on the tall branch of the myrtle tree, shaking his feet, humming a melodious reed pipe tune softly.

As soon as he saw Apollo, he jumped down, the smile on his face was brighter than the morning glow, and his white teeth shone like jewels.

"Morning, dear brother," he said cheerfully, "would you like to take a hot spring bath?"

Without waiting for Apollo to answer, he took out a coiled snake stick as if offering a treasure, and knocked twice on the stone slab under the tree. The dense mist exudes, and the smell of sulfur gradually permeates.

The God of Light smiled happily, and before he could even take off his robe, he ran barefoot into the hot spring, enjoying the warm touch of the water rushing against his skin, and said with a smile, "Your magic scepter is really a treasure, where did you find it?" of?"

The spring water soon drenched his entire body, and the wide robe was tightly attached to the skin, outlining the lines of the body, and the shape of every part could be seen clearly.

Hermes just looked at it a few times before his eyes changed.

The dull God of Light didn't notice.In fact, he didn't mind showing off his beautiful and healthy body in front of familiar friends—of course, the premise was that this person had no indescribable thoughts.

Hermes naturally knew his habits, otherwise he wouldn't have created a hot spring.

He heyed twice maliciously, his eyes were narrowed into slits when he laughed, and he replied absently: "That blacksmith helped me make it. Do you like it? If you like it, I will give it to you."

"Hephaestus? When did you become friends with him?" Apollo asked, using his slender fingers to carefully comb his long hair through the downward flow of water, "If I remember correctly , When you first arrived at Mount Olympus, you stole his big hammer, and he chased you for a long time. If Zeus hadn’t stopped him, maybe he would have thrown you down the mountain.”

"That's not the case." Hermes replied without blinking his eyes, "I let him. If we really want to fight, he will definitely not be my opponent. As for the magic scepter, in fact I asked his wife to help me get it, the blacksmith is sometimes weird, and his wife is easy to talk to."

"He still has a wife? Why have I never heard of it?" Apollo was so surprised that his fingers running through his hair stopped moving.

Hermes couldn't help but took a step forward, put his fingers through the water curtain, between the golden curly hair, helped him comb the soft golden hair, and said: "Yes, it's just that their husband and wife relationship is not very good, so Not often together. You are also familiar with his wife, Aphrodite."

"What? I thought..." The God of Light was startled, he tilted his head back, and a large stream of spring water suddenly flowed into his mouth. He was choked hard, coughed violently, and couldn't even straighten his waist.

"Ouch, why are you so careless, are you okay?" Hermes comforted him, put one hand on his back with a smile, patted him lightly, and took the opportunity to take him into his arms with the other hand, squeeze him here , touch it there.The skin soaked in hot spring water is even smoother, and once it is applied, it is reluctant to let go.

In order to divert the attention of the God of Light so that he would not feel his small movements, Hermes began to think about the gossip he had heard before, and said, "I know, you think Aphrodite's husband is the God of War. Ares, because the two of them often went in and out together, and had several children. Hey, let alone you, those gods who have not lived on Mount Olympus for a long time basically think so But, Ares is just Aphrodite's lover, and that blacksmith is her real husband."

"That's why," Apollo sighed, "the love between the Olympian gods is so chaotic, so if you want to enjoy the taste of love, you should look for a mortal woman, or a goddess of the forest, and you must not Pursue the other gods of Olympus, especially the chief gods."

"Uh...you can't say that..." Hermes suddenly felt a bit bitter in his mouth, but the facts were in front of him, and he didn't know how to refute, so he continued: "As for why she married a lame man?" Yes, he doesn't look very good, he knows nothing but blacksmithing, and what about the man she doesn't like? Guess what."

Apollo was so curious that he was successfully distracted. He didn't notice that Hermes was doing something to him, and even leaned over to let him wipe his back.

He thought for a long time before he thought of a reason: "Could it be because Hephaestus used force to force her?"

Hermes smiled and shook his head: "Do you think the blacksmith has such supernatural power? If so, why can't you control her, but just watch her and Ares make love to each other?"

"Then...could it be that Aphrodite had something in his hands and was coerced by him to marry?"

Hermes said: "Well, this is a certain possibility. But what excuse can Goddess of Beauty have? She always does things as she pleases, without fear, and has a lot of lovers and children."

"Let me think about it..." Apollo thought hard for a long time, and had to give up, "Oh, I really can't think of it. What is it?"

"Yes..." Hermes leaned close to his ear, pressed his lips against his earlobe, and said softly, "I won't tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately laughed and jumped a few meters away.