Chapter 18 Sharpshooter

Are you going again?

Cyd glanced at the bronze palace behind him while carrying the package that had shrunk to its normal size.

He was terrified, but he enjoyed the whole day lying on Goddess's lap, and even enjoying what Hephaestus hand fed him, albeit a little rough, but it was a throw from Goddess. Eat!

Clearly Cyd said it didn't matter that he was hungry for a few days, but Hephaestus rejected him because he had nothing to do and was boring, and then Hephaestus didn't leave for the whole day.

"It doesn't matter if you stay here," Cyd relaxed.

The same percussion sounded again, as if he had returned to the original track because of his departure, and perhaps it was also urging him.

"Forget it, it's not my style to be hot-headed," Cyd glanced at the wristband of his left hand, "After all, I still have [blessing] on my hand."

Cyd patted own face.

"Let's go! There is still a good goal in life!"

Although this goal is a bit life-threatening.

But the more difficult it is, the more tears go on!

Why don't you squat on the ground and cry?

Cyd walked into the forest with a sunny smile.

Where should he go? What to do? He has no clue at all. Mount Olympus is the place where the gods gather. It is the most convenient place to find the gods, but it is by no means a place where mortals are allowed to step in, so the rest is simple.

Wandering around, the gods don't want to see you, even if you kneel on the ground and beg them, it's impossible, on the contrary, it's like the gods want to see you...

Cyd's eyes twitched and looked towards the youngster with a scepter on the branch.

"That..."

"Yo, I'm Hermes," youngster stated his identity quite simply.

"Uh..."

"Don't be too restrictive, just call me Hermes," Hermes shrugged and jumped down from the tree branch.

"Then, Hermes, do you have anything to do with me?" Cyd took a deep breath and looked towards Hermes, constantly looking up and down.

"I do want to ask you for something, but you have worshipped me in any case for eight years. I didn't show you anything and asked you to help. No matter what, I would be embarrassed." Hermes glanced at the cuff on Cyd's left wrist, "How about I give you [blessings] as long as you help me?"

"You know," Cyd subconsciously covered his own. Left wrist.

"It's not a bad thing, please," Hermes looked indifferent to Cyd's aggressive behavior and hooked Cyd's shoulder quite naturally, "and I'm King of the Gods. Zeus' messenger, of course, the news is always first-hand~"

"No, the gods will know," Cyd corner of mouth twitching.

"Of course, but don't worry about anything. It's a common thing for believers to want blessings, but the [blessings] you want are a little bit different," Hermes pointed. "The gods will definitely make things difficult for you a little, after all, they are very boring."

"So you are here to make things difficult for me," Cyd covered his face helplessly.

"Don't say this, I took the initiative to find you in any case, and it's not difficult," Hermes patted assured himself, "If it succeeds, maybe I can help you deceive, ah, you can't get another god's blessing."

"Really?"

"Of course, I never lie!"

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“I’m going back.”

Cyd looked blank want to leave.

“Hey hey hey, it’s a rare opportunity,” Hermes sneered and pulled Cyd’s sleeves, “although he’s a little bit agitated right now, but…”

"You are there, right! Hermes!!!"

An arrow burning like the sun has drawn a beautiful trace in the sky, if the end of the trace is not Mushroom cloud is just fine.

"I think he wants to tie you behind his war chariot and drag you around all day," Cyd squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, for fear of being caught by the guy with a bow and arrow not far away. The blond youth who shoots indiscriminately is accidentally injured.

"He did intend to tie me to his war chariot and drag him all day," Hermes squatted next to Cyd in the same posture as Cyd, "but that's a war chariot dragging the sun! He's going to die!"

"What did you do?"

"I just borrowed his violin, but there was a little problem with returning it," Hermes said. than fingers.

"Hermes, come out for me! Today I God of the Sun Apollo must tie you to an arrow and shoot into the sun!"

Cyd silently moved away from Hermes.

"It doesn't look like there's something wrong with this piano."

"Broken," Hermes lowered his head in frustration, "made a fake didn't expect It was discovered."

"That...Hermes-sama, I don't think the blessing is urgent, I don't want to be shot into the sun together," Cyd kept moving.

"He won't do anything to you! After all, you're a tough guy... Anyway, Zeus' beard Apollo will be annoyed and his face will stink, but he will never hurt you," Hermes gave a thumbs up, "As long as you can do it, don't say blessings, I will cover you in the future."

Cyd touched the chin and fell silent.

Although Hermes is a latecomer in the Twelve Gods, he acts as the messenger of the King of the Gods Zeus, through which he can accurately confirm the position of each main god.

He didn't have any clues to quell Apollo's anger. It's not the first time that Hermes has angered Apollo. Apollo is both the Sun God and the God of rhythm. Hermes once used the piano in exchange for it. for the Divine Ox stolen from Apollo.

“I can try,” Cyd rubbed the temple and began to recall a musical instrument he had seen in the past that was absolutely not available in Greece.

"Come on! I don't want to be shot into the sun," Hermes folded his hands together, his attitude extremely sincere, but his eyes were quietly squinting at Cyd, who browsed tightly frowns.

He has always been very curious about Cyd, a Pure Son of Man who has embarked on an ordinary path that is harder than Hero's Path, this is Zeus' evaluation of him, the reason why he came In addition to the hint of Zeus has a little curiosity of its own.

Hermes certainly knew how to quell Apollo's wrath, otherwise he'd be impossible, and he just wanted to see how Cyd would help him.

"Hermes, have you heard of erhu?" Cyd raised the corner of his mouth slowly, and stroked his fingers lightly on the ground to outline the appearance of a musical instrument.

"What's that thing?" Hermes blinked and looked confused, he really hadn't seen this thing.

"Anyway, you first..." Cyd came to Hermes and whispered of which in his ear, "Just like that, and that's it."

"Listen Get up...it's okay!" Hermes' eyes began to light up, "I'm going to collect materials and make them now!" Chapter God Blessing

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