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

"Are you awake?" The goddess stretched out her hand and lightly touched the girl's thin shoulder. The girl let out a sigh and opened her eyes, "I haven't slept all this time."

"Oh my God." She sat up all of a sudden and rubbed her eyes, "How did you come up here, it's so cold here."

In the memory of Prometheus, Leto is a weak goddess, the kind of girl who never fights or grabs, even if she is pulled by the braids of bad boys, she never makes a sound.

"If my son does that, will he encounter any misery?" Leto couldn't help asking, her golden eyes looking melancholy and sad.

"If there is any suffering, can you let him not go?"

Prometheus said, she blinked her eyes, as if she wanted to ease some of the bad temper caused by exhaustion, "I told you back then, if you don't get married, you will become unlucky, but you still went."

"I apologize to you." Leto lowered his head.

"I didn't blame you, and I'm not someone important to you, so I just talked casually."

The girl shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of some thoughts. Her head hurt so badly that it felt like it was about to split open. Sure enough, she couldn't stay awake for too long.

But the God of Sleep has been ordered not to include her among the creatures she shelters, so she has lost the ability to sleep.

"Are you okay?" Leto asked. To be honest, she was not familiar with this sister, although they had spent a period of girlhood together.

But this girl is always difficult to understand. She seems to lack the intention to groom herself, and she is unwilling to spend too long on weaving accessories and clothes.

But she's so easy to please that you don't even remember why you got mad at her.

Then she ran away from home when she was very young.

There was no news after that.

Until many years later.

Leto saw her standing behind the young god king, wearing black clothes, only showing the lower half of her face, with a secretive smile.

At that moment, she couldn't help but a strange emotion flashed through her heart, as if she was dissatisfied with her being so close to her brilliant lover, and the two were whispering something to each other.

"Are you her friend?" She couldn't help asking when her lover still came to have a tryst with her that night.

"Probably." Zeus didn't hide anything about it, "She should be very familiar with you."

Leto leaned against her lover's strong chest, and let out a soft breath, "I'm not very familiar with her, we don't know what she wants to do, and she left home at a very young age."

"Leaving home?" Zeus seemed interested in the word, "She was kicked out."

"Didn't she tell you that she ran away from home?" Leto said softly, like the whisper of a swallow, "abandoning her family name and family and everything."

"No wonder." Zeus said, stroking her hair gently.

"What's the matter?" Leto purred softly, expressing his curiosity.

"She took a knife and went to the goddess Themis. I thought she had some hatred with her, but she knelt down and handed the knife to Themis, letting her do whatever she wanted." Zeus said, squeezing He picked up a section of Leto's hair and twisted it in his hand.

"Are you interested in her?" Leto asked softly, and Zeus smiled and whispered in her ear, "I'm only telling you about this, and you must keep it a secret for me."

"I have hated her for a long time." The young God King whispered softly, "She will betray me sooner or later."

"Will she hurt you?" Leto couldn't help asking.

"I will be careful." Zeus said with a smile, "What about Leto, will Leto never hurt me?"

"Of course." Leto said with a smile, "I will always love you."

Good thing he didn't love her.

Then Leto conceived his child, and two more, a pair of beautiful and powerful children, now she came to Mount Olympus through their brilliance, and got enshrined, looking back at the sufferings she had endured in the past , seems to be nothing.

But Prometheus sent himself on the road of eternal doom, and there will be countless tortures and pains in the future. The girl looked pale and haggard, with a little blood on her cheeks.

"Are you okay?" Leto couldn't help asking, "If you are willing to bow your head to the king of the gods, you may be able to avoid future suffering."

"Your son will return to Mount Olympus." The girl said quickly, "Humanity will praise his heroic figure of revenge."

"You don't want to come to such a dangerous place in the future." She smiled, "The road is quite difficult."

Leto didn't know what to say for a moment.

"And it's very cold at night." Prometheus added, "No matter how you look at it, this is not a place where a goddess should come."

"I won't be sick." Leto couldn't help trembling, the girl laughed, stretched out her hand, and gently placed it on her shoulder. "Your future life will be rich and happy, full of brilliance and happiness."

Watching the figure of the goddess disappearing among the grotesque rocks, the girl let out a slight breath.

She just wanted to continue lying down, but at this moment, the sun god came out from behind the rock, half of his face was illuminated by the moonlight, while the other half was hidden in the shadow, making his handsome face more beautiful. It's kind of obscure.

"When did you come here, and what wind brought you here, great sun god." The girl said, looking up into his face.

Apollo sat down on his knees, trying to make his face as high as the girl's.

"You comforted her." He said, his voice seemed to be submerged in deep water, and no emotion could be heard.

"No, I just told the truth." Prometheus replied, "Although you will go to herd sheep for two days, ah no, cows, but you will come back after all, you should be able to find such things by looking up the law. Yes."

"Don't you hate her?" Apollo couldn't help asking, "Although my mother is a goddess with ordinary strength and gentleness, now she has worship, status, a palace on the mountain, and children, and what are you doing now? nothing."

The girl seemed to have heard some unbelievable joke. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him for a while, as if restraining herself from laughing.

"Do you think that I have only done bad things in my life?" She raised a hand with difficulty, covered her mouth, and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Apollo asked.

"Your mother is a simple and weak girl." Prometheus raised a finger, "If such a girl is living happily now."

"It shows that the times are much better than before." She said with a smile, "Although I'm still quite dissatisfied, at least I didn't work hard in vain, right?"

Apollo couldn't help but shuddered.

He never expected to get this answer, and he never thought that his mother would comfort her when she came to her.

"Who is your allegiance to?" Apollo's question couldn't help blurting out.

"I don't pledge allegiance to anyone." Prometheus said calmly. "If it sounds bad, it means half-heartedness. If it sounds good, it means I choose freedom."

"Freedom," said Apollo, "you will never be free in your lifetime."

"Yes." Prometheus seemed not dissatisfied with his judgment, "Actually, I really can't say who I am loyal to, because I don't like that there are monarchs in this world at all."

"How can a person have no monarch?" Apollo asked.

"Everyone should be their own monarch." Prometheus said calmly, "There is no need to believe in anything, and there is no need to follow anything blindly."

This idea is simply crazy, but it has a strange attraction, just like a flame to a moth, it can't help approaching, even if it will be dangerously wiped out and smashed to pieces.

"Will you be free then? Is this the future you have seen?" Apollo asked.

"Ah, that's not true." The girl lowered her head slightly, clasped her hands together, as if praying devoutly, "That's just my delusion."

"You don't even have a free future, why do you still harbor such delusions." Apollo couldn't help saying.

"For this delusion." The girl closed her eyes, the ends of her long eyelashes seem to be dotted with stars and moonlight, "I am willing to be the last free person in this world."

Her voice was extremely calm and calm.

It didn't look like he was making such a solemn wish.

This is a future that even God cannot see, but she firmly believes that it will come true.

My heart is as calm as the sea because I have seen storms.

Apollo has heard many wishes. There are girls who want to be with their lover forever, middle-aged people pray for a fruitful return from the sea, women who pray for their children to go well, and kings who want to expand their territories. , all kinds of desires, passionate, desperate, grand, small.

He will choose some of them to satisfy.

He is the God of Light in this world, and he should be merciful and generous.

But he had never heard such a wish, a wish so insane that even the most greedy fellow had never uttered such a wish, and yet he heard it now.

He can say something about whether you're crazy or not, but he can't say a word.

Because the girl's gaze was steady and firm, revealing extraordinary courage and determination, which made people frightened and awe-inspiring. She was obviously a pale, slender, weak and boneless girl, but it made people feel unparalleled danger.

"This wish will not be fulfilled in 1000 or 2000 years." He finally uttered a sentence, and he knew that this girl would not care about it.

"Anyway, I won't die, so there's nothing to worry about." The girl smiled and said, "If you decide to avenge your mother one day, may I wish you a smooth journey?"

Apollo was silent for a while.

"What kind of stimulation did you have when you were a child?" He couldn't help but say.

How did he contract this madness?

The girl smiled lightly. She didn't know much about it, but she knew that since she got a neuropathy, her whole body has become more energetic.