To be king [Greek mythology]

However, based on the information currently available, no other reason can be guessed.

"It's a..." Thurps paused, "given it to me by a friend."

"Friend?" Prometheus raised his eyebrows, moved his neck and joked, "Are you sure? Which friend would give you such a good thing."

"... Son of Zeus." Surps felt a natural trust in Prometheus, himself as a human being.

There is a feeling in the dark, telling the trust and everything in the heart, Prometheus will keep human beings safe even if he sacrifices himself.

"Followed by the son of Zeus?" Prometheus asked along the way, and when he saw Thurpus's embarrassed face, he realized that he might have guessed right. He thought for a while, "It's actually normal, excellent Who wouldn't like it."

Thurps' expression was blank for a while before he realized that Prometheus was praising him, "Thank you for the compliment."

Prometheus smiled slightly at his creature and said, "Let's go to Zeus."

Thurps froze, "What are you going to do?"

"Go and seek justice for me." Prometheus paused after speaking, "Of course, it also includes finding ways to make you stronger."

Thurps' eyes widened.

"It's not impossible for humans to rival gods." Although Prometheus was naked, he didn't show any embarrassment at all, and he didn't even blush—in fact, Prometheus, the heir to the blood of the Titans, Si didn't care much about the existence of these coverings on his body.

Prometheus didn't show much concern, and it would be hypocritical for Thurpus to show that he cared.

After all, the three views of this mythical world are completely different from the three views established in his previous life. He has become accustomed to following other people's behavior to change his own views.

As someone often said before, you can't wait for the world to adapt to you, because you don't have such a strong influence, so you can only try to adapt to the world as much as possible.

Thurps thinks he's doing a good job at this point.

"It is indeed possible." Thurps agreed with Prometheus, "but it is too difficult in this era."

Thurpus vaguely remembered that there was a long period of darkness after the Bronze Age, but he was not sure whether this mythical world would develop as he knew it, but from certain things—such as the decline of the four tribes of Attica It can be seen from the city-state of Athens, which was quickly built on the ruins, that the world is indeed still moving in a certain direction.

It's a pity that these predictions that do not allow a specific timeline are of no use to Thurps.

"You know a lot." Prometheus finally stopped his movements, looked around, and finally walked down the mountain.

"I'm just very confident in the future of mankind." Thurps replied, "The age of the gods will eventually end, and the age of mankind has just arrived after the gods have fallen asleep."

"..." Prometheus looked back at Thurpus, "I am also very confident in the future of mankind, but I will never say such words casually-beware that Zeus is listening above."

"If he had listened, I would have been struck dead by lightning." Thurps shrugged.

Although Zeus claims to be omniscient and omnipotent, he does not always pay attention to the world.

There were so many people calling his name in a day, if Zeus could listen to each one of them, he would have been driven crazy.

So of course, Zeus didn't notice that Prometheus had left the Caucasus Mountain in the first place.

"You know the gods so well?" Prometheus glanced at the sky, turned his eyes around the galloping sun chariot, and finally fell back on Thurpus, "It really is not an ordinary human being."

Thurps, who was completely unconscious and was tricked into talking, finally chose to shut up.

He found that he couldn't stop himself from wanting to answer Prometheus's question truthfully. It was like an instinct that was hard to suppress.

Walking forward with slow feet, the progress was not as good as when Danatus took him flying.

"What's the rush?" Prometheus walked forward slowly, looking confident.

Thurpus was a bit confused and didn't understand why he wanted to save Prometheus - when he knew that the destination was Olympus, he still did this kind of behavior that would anger the Lord of Olympus. is quite unwise.

It's just that he thought so at the time, and then he did it.

Thurps felt as if possessed by a ghost.

But if you ask him whether he regrets it or not, he definitely does not regret it.

There is no reason to be saved or not to be saved—as a human being, seeing that his Creator is suffering, he will naturally save it if he has the ability to save it.

If he didn't have the ability, he would turn around and leave immediately after chatting with Prometheus.

It's a pity that I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune. Prometheus was saved by him, and now he is almost standing on the opposite side of the king of gods.

I don't know how likely it is to go to Nix, the goddess of the night, to ask if he can be given another chance to choose.

Thurps sighed. He felt that his brain was very confused when facing Prometheus. Sometimes he couldn't even figure out what to say and what not to say, so he stared at something that shouldn't be said. The matter was explained.

And even though he was aware of this, Thurps found that he couldn't raise the slightest defense against Prometheus in his heart.

This is probably the influence of the Creator on creation.

Even though Thurpus is not strictly a creation of Prometheus, in this world controlled by the gods, first of all, you still have to abide by the rules set by the gods of this world.

As it turns out, Prometheus' laid-back look isn't without reason.

Because when they walked out for less than half a day, they bumped into the god of death who was flying around like a headless chicken.

"Surpus!" Thanadus' eyes lit up, and he rushed down and landed beside Thurpus, but the joy on his face was suddenly stagnant because of the existence of Prometheus.

After a while, the god of death stared at Prometheus for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Who is this streaking man?"

"..." Thurps suddenly didn't want to tell Thanadus that he was the father of mankind.

Naturally, it is impossible for Thanadus not to feel the abnormality in Prometheus at all - the body, blood, and even the soul have the strength of a god, but he has no godhead, and now he is extremely weak.

It is normal for the body, blood and soul of a god to have the strength of a god but not a godhead, because many children born to gods are in this state when they are not given the priesthood, but weakness is worth talking about.

But it was obvious that Thanadus did not have the patience to say something. He held the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Prometheus.

"That's Prometheus." Surpus finally replied.

"Huh?" Thanadus was taken aback for a moment, and the sword hadn't been put away yet, but he looked at Prometheus carefully, and after a long while, he suddenly realized, "It's true."

"Long time no see, Thanadus, it's rare to see you come into the world." Prometheus didn't seem to care about Thanadus' rudeness, "Is Sister Moira okay?"

"Very good." Thanadus muttered a few words, and found out a suit of clothes and a pair of shoes from nowhere, "I said, why did they ask me to bring this when I left Netherland..."

The father of mankind smiled gently, and his tacit understanding with the three fate sisters was still as high as before.

Apparently the three Moira sisters were quite pleased that he was out of misery.

This is really good news.

"We can go directly to Olympus." After Prometheus got dressed, he finally stopped looking so embarrassed.

He looked at Thanadus gently, and directly stretched out his hand to grab Thanadus' flapping wings.

"I'll lead the way, dear."

The god of death looked at the gentle and smiling father of mankind.

The last word Prometheus uttered made him feel the overwhelming malice from the universe.

Chapter 45

Thanadus took Surpus and flew behind Prometheus in silence.

He was certain and certain that he had been discriminated against.

The noble God of Death feels that it is very necessary to talk to his dear brother Bayi Ba, the shameful former God of Wisdom, after returning to Hades.

"Hypnos and I have a common language." Prometheus saw through Thanadus' mind at a glance, and punctured his fantasy.

The implication is that if you find Hypnos, he will humiliate you unceremoniously—presumably the god of death is quite used to the ridicule from his brother.

Thanadus gave him a sad look.

The god of death also knew what his dear brother thought of him.

But can you not expose this fact in front of an ordinary—well, maybe not an ordinary human being in the future, it feels super embarrassing.

It's just so exhausting.

Thurps couldn't know the emotional fluctuations of Thanadus. His understanding of Thanadus was more about the difficulty of being the chief priest. Although this body made him feel quite different, it still didn't A way to change his deep-rooted impression of the high priest.

No matter how silly and cute Thanadus may appear, he is still a god at heart.

Thurps has a longing for Prometheus, which feels like the mood when facing his dead father.

Longing for his care and gaze on her.

Thurps felt that this was probably some kind of rule imposed on him by this mythical world.

——As a creator, one naturally longs for and respects the Creator.

Thurps, realizing this, was reluctant