Cyd took a step back.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, he has no Arcanum and no Sacred Tool, and he has only one life, so he might be hit by a killing disaster if he rushes up.

"Come here, child, Zeus' eagle won't come today."

As Cyd was about to go down and find a way to get a cow to worship, he kept staring into the distance Prometheus said suddenly.

Calm, kind and wise.

This was Cyd's first feeling when he heard Prometheus's voice, inexplicably, a feeling of trusting him.

"That...really?" Although he wanted to trust Prometheus, Cyd was hesitant to approach.

Life is precious, be careful with everything.

"In order to give me pain, Zeus's condor came to eat my liver every day all on time. I haven't been late for a day in tens of thousands of years. Today..." Prometheus smiled and looked towards Cyd, "Probably. I don't want you to see something too bloody."

Cyd's face paled.

Man, sometimes I subconsciously make up my brain after hearing some crazy things. Just now, when he made up his mind, the eagle used its sharp claw to open up Prometheus' belly devoured his internal organs.

Wow, that's a bit restrictive!

"You can come closer, I haven't seen anyone in a long time," Prometheus said softly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, for me all humans are My child."

"I know that you are locked here is the best proof," Cyd shook the head and walked over to Prometheus in front of Prometheus, raising his head and talking to him. Look at each other.

Created human beings with himself as the prototype. For Prometheus, all human beings are his children. Therefore, for his own child Prometheus is willing to take risks to deceive Zeus, just so that his child can He has enough food to steal fire for his child to have fire, so he is locked in the Caucasus mountain range and suffers every day.

"My child, is there anything you want to ask me?" Prometheus stretched out his hand to touch Cyd, but was firmly locked by the chain.

"I...want to live in peace," Cyd said slowly, hesitantly.

Yes, it's that simple, peaceful, peaceful, live, and then die ordinary, it doesn't matter if there are setbacks and pains, because living with distress is ordinary living, and dying with regret Just an ordinary death.

What I'm asking for...is just that simple...

"Do ordinary people live?" Prometheus was stunned, even if he was one of the wisest gods I don't know how to answer Cyd for a while.

"Yes, I don't expect a carefree life, but I just want to live a normal life in this world with wars and disasters," Cyd lowered his eyes.

Maybe for the people in this world, disasters, wars, and adventures are ordinary, maybe he can be carefree on that small island, but that is definitely not the life he desires, maybe he was a shameless man at the time Tangle with Atalanta, or with Artemis, maybe you can enjoy the life of the male protagonist in the harem, of course, the premise is that the head will not be shot...

So many may be impossible for Cyd .

"It's the first time someone has asked me this question," Prometheus bitterly laughed, "Maybe you ask me how to be a hero, maybe I can give you the answer right away and give you directions on what to do, but ..."

"Ordinary is also a difficult thing," Cyd spread his hands, "because everyone's standards are different, and everyone's ordinary is different."

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"You really don't want to be a hero?" Prometheus blinked, "The standard of ordinary people is different, but the standard of heroes is the same."

"For you human beings They are all your children, right?" Cyd lowered his head and looked towards his snow-white palm, "Would you like to see your children fighting each other?"

Prometheus's expression froze.

"Heroes are born to satisfy people's wishes, and they wave their swords in order to clear disasters," Cyd laughed at himself, "but heroes are also one of people, they are impossible. Satisfying everyone, even more how who can satisfy himself?"

"Glory, women, wealth, in this world, no, no matter what world, these are necessary to satisfy heroes, but can be The fastest and most convenient way to get these is only war. In order to satisfy the hero himself, the hero must step on the dignity and life of other people. Maybe I will cast admiration at the heroes, but I will never. I want to be them."

"Because I want to live ordinary and die."

"O God Prometheus, O God of Wisdom, please hear my prayers Show me a way."

Chapter 7 God Flickers

In this world Who is the hardest thing to satisfy?

Are you greedy?

No, in the face of insatiable greed, the gods often give such people the punishment of losing everything, or even worse. It's not that the gods can't satisfy their more desires, it's just that they don't give it out. The corresponding tribute is lion's big mouth. The gods are not their cash machines. They should be the one who kneels on the ground and asks for alms, instead of asking for it like a debt collector.

So greedy people are not insatiable.

So what kind of person is the hardest to satisfy?

A person without desire.

When you are merciful and want to satisfy the other party, you find that the other party just smiles at you without any malice, that's all.

Now Prometheus has encountered in such an embarrassing situation.

He is the God of Wisdom, with foresight, although he cannot give wealth and power, he can point the way.

He always thought so, that only those who wanted to be heroes would find him. It was very simple, but this boy's wish was as pure white as his skin and hair, and he was not affected by anyone. Color contamination, just want to live an ordinary life.

He can make the mixed color bloom the most gorgeous color, but he can't make the white more pure.

For the first time, he didn't know how to answer, and probably Athena would also be in such an embarrassing situation.

Cyd doesn't have any urging, just quietly watching Prometheus of the browsers tightly frowns, he knows how abnormal his wishes are in this world, but this abnormality is for him most real.

"You really... don't want to be a hero?" Prometheus sighed.

"I don't want to," Cyd called the head very resolutely.

"Really, you are such a [worrying] child," Prometheus looked towards the sky, obviously looking for an easier path than Hero's Path, but he had a feeling of worry , obviously before, what should be done after pointing out the most suitable way for those who came.

O Zeus, is this your test too?

So, what do you hope to achieve?

"I'm sorry," Cyd rolled his eyes.

"No, you're fine, there's nothing wrong with you," Prometheus shook the head with a kind smile, "My child, I'll do my best to help you."

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"Thank you," Cyd lowered his head

"First of all, you need a body of invulnerability," Prometheus said without hesitation.

"Well, I know... ah?"

Cyd blinked somewhat uncertainly and looked at the sincere Prometheus.

"Are you habitually pointing at Heroic Path again?"

"No, this is the first time I say that," Prometheus shook the head, "this It's the result of my wisdom."

"But...what do I want the body of invulnerability to do?" Cyd looked puzzled, "I'm not afraid of a sneak attack when I sleep?"

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