You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

"Actually, I don't know what you want." Zeus said softly, he raised his finger and pointed to his head, "If you want it, you can take it long ago."

"Why do I want you dead?" Prometheus said softly, "I am such a good person, I don't want anyone to die."

"Do you have a good conscience?" Zeus asked.

The girl blinked her purple eyes and looked at his face. She shook her head, and after a while, she drank the water one by one. Zeus remembered the white deer he saw on the other side of the stream when he was young.

Nymph said seeing that kind of creature meant good luck.

Later Prometheus sneered at this, she said that the natural white animal is a heterogeneous in the group, all other animals will repel it, hurt it, it will not bring you any good luck, it will bring you any good Lucky?

Zeus thought it made sense at the time.

Now he still thinks this animal is sickly but holy and beautiful.

The girl raised her hand and straightened her frost-white hair. She turned her head and her eyes fell on the lush vegetation in the courtyard.

"I can't tell you what's coming," she said softly, "but I can tell you how to solve it."

"It's okay." Zeus said, "What do you want?"

"I want you to love humans." Prometheus said softly, "Admit that you will be moved by their appearance, and you can give their best ones the honor of being admired like gods."

Zeus thought for a while.

"I can promise." He said softly, "but then they will admit that I am their main god, and completely forget you, or treat you as a liar and a clown."

"You actually want this?"

"I can do it too." Prometheus said, she looked at the translucent leaves of the grass and trees in the sun, "I didn't want them to worship me to do what I did."

"Swear to Zeus," she said with a smile, "to the sun, the moon, the stars, the earth, the sea, and the mountains."

Human beings are too weak now and still need the protection of the gods. Prometheus looked at the white fungus under the tree, thinking ecstatically, but when Zeus also admitted that he would fall in love with people.

They develop confidence in their own existence.

When Zeus admits that heroes are as great as gods.

They will adore themselves.

This is the child's first step out from under the parent's wing.

She wants them to be able-bodied children.

She wanted them all to be strong, confident, noble and brave.

The reason why an ideal is an ideal is because it shines brightly in the distance.

"Promise that you will be overwhelmed by the virtues of human beings, and promise that heroes are as worthy of worship as gods." The girl said, her voice was as cold as a river in spring, and Zeus raised a hand.

"I promise." The king of the gods swore, "I will love mankind."

The girl smiled softly. She hugged her knees, curled herself into a small ball, and showed a smile, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Is there anything else?" Zeus put down his hand and asked. This request did not do him any harm. As human beings, as his believers, he was about to show some kindness.

"No more." The girl lowered her eyes, covered with frosty white eyelashes, "There is one more request."

"Tell me." Zeus asked.

"I don't want to stay in your bedroom, let me stay in your wife's bedroom." Prometheus said softly, "I am also a girl after all."

The Queen of God ordered the maid to clean up the hot spring pool. She planned to take a bath and change clothes. There were petals of unknown flowers floating on the steaming pool water. The white-haired girl picked one up, put it on her head, and blew. Try to blow it into the air.

Taking a bath is a good excuse, after all, if she takes a bath, no one will overhear.

Hera walked down the steps, sat in the pool, and turned her eyes to look at the girl.

"You have something to say to me?" she asked.

"You should have something to tell me." The purple-eyed girl said softly, tilting her head slightly, looking interested.

"You know what it is." Hera lowered her head and sighed, "I thought you and him had reached a consensus."

"I can have a relationship with you too," the girl said briskly, "It doesn't matter if there are more things like this."

"You really are an out-and-out natural traitor." Hera said softly, "This should be considered double-faced."

"Maybe I can satisfy both of you." Prometheus said softly. She seemed to be tired and leaned back against the stone wall. Her white hair floated on the water, looking as if covered A thin layer of snow.

Hera saw her chest.

The diamond nail remained there, marking the girl as a traitor and a sinner.

It must be painful.

"Does it have to be replaced?" Prometheus asked softly, "Or just hope he gets better."

"Can you defeat your allies to keep your position?" she pressed.

This was something Hera had never thought of.

The Queen of God stretched out her hand and poured warm water on her fair and slender neck.

"Will Poseidon be better, or worse?" Prometheus asked softly.

"At least it will be better for you, I can assure you." Hera said.

The girl smiled slightly.

"Thank you," she said softly.

"Don't you support my idea?" Hera asked.

"On the contrary, I want you to do it." Prometheus said, she didn't seem to want to be mysterious, she opened a glimmer of eyes, "He is a little carried away, you have to make him fear, he will restrain himself, and he will treat you Hello."

"So whether you succeed or fail, you will benefit." Prometheus said, "You don't need to ask for my opinion at all."

Hera was silent for a while.

"Perhaps you will suffer a little," the Prophet added. "He will be angry after all."

"It's better to be less." Hera said softly, "If you can save me from the terrible consequences, I can also benefit you."

"That's it." The girl sat up straight and opened her eyes, "I do covet something from you."

"What?" Hera asked.

"Pomegranate." The girl smiled and said, "Your pomegranate."

"Can it be given to humans?" She said softly, "They will thank you, regard you as the god of the family, and pray to you for the blessing of having many children."

"You'll grow stronger and more radiant."

Hera nodded.

"can."

She turned her head to look at the girl's pale face, "Don't you need anything?"

"I'm fine," said Prometheus, and she closed her eyes again. "Thank you for your kindness."

"Really?" Hera couldn't help asking, "Don't you want to live more comfortably or have any status?"

"As you can see, I don't have any relatives." The girl seemed a little relaxed because of this warmth, and Hera suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, Mrs. Themis is doing well."

"That's it." Prometheus smiled, "That would be great."

"The goddess Themis is a goddess worthy of respect." Hera said softly, "She understands me very well and has always been very kind to me."

Hera suddenly remembered something, something almost everyone had forgotten and ignored, but she just happened to see it.

One day many years ago, when this young girl committed a crime, she was escorted by two servants from the corridor to the court of Mrs. Themis.

The goddess Themis announced the sin she had committed.

She lowered her eyes to the ground.

"I admit it." Prometheus said, his voice was not high, but everyone could hear him clearly, "Goddess Themis."

"I admit all the crimes I have committed, and I bid you farewell."

Hera felt like she absolutely swallowed a word.

Only those who are mothers will understand that as long as that word has a beginning, it will be extremely alert, and that word is.

"Mother."

Themis is her mother.

She ran away from home when she was young, and it rained heavily that day. Since that day, she has never called her mother again, and she will always be the respectful goddess Themis.

Mrs. Themis once mentioned that in the past era, she had not been happy. Cronus undoubtedly scoffed at justice and dismissed her claims.

He doesn't think there should be laws, because he is the law of everything.

He does not think that there should be justice, because his will is justice.

She is the useless goddess, trapped at home and ignored by her husband and son.

"Do you want to go out, Mom." The girl asked softly, "I can't go on like this forever."

"I swear, I will give you golden wings, and I will make poisonous snakes and vicious dogs kneel at your feet."

Isn't it natural for gods to fight for their mothers.

Even if the world is turned upside down.No, this world is turned upside down. I would like to provoke your pain for you and turn the world upside down.

That's what she does.

Athena said she was betrayed twice in her life.

Hera was thinking at the time, two times is too much.

but.

She was once a mother and once a child.

The white-haired girl closed her eyes, and she seemed to be falling asleep. He stretched out her hand and pushed her shoulder, and she woke up suddenly, "I didn't fall asleep, I really didn't fall asleep." She lowered her head grunted.

"I mean, why don't you put your hair up when you take a hot spring." Hera looked away.

"Ah, is there such a thing?" The girl asked with a smile, "Oh, I don't seem to remember."

"But I want to go out." She said softly, stood up, and reached out to take her own clothes. The off-white clothes, which looked rough and worn out, were put on calmly by her.

It seems to be reminding everyone that she has been exiled forever.