Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 185 The Passion of Eros

"You seem familiar with this place?"

Eros asked in surprise, looking at Prometheus and Cecrops who seemed to be very familiar with the process.

"well enough."

Cecrops explained.

"This is one of the few large city-states, so we often sail here for supplies."

In today's Greece, Argolis can be said to be the largest city-state.

It developed so rapidly that even Prometheus did not expect it.

Even at the port, there were guards wearing leather armor and holding spears, with the pattern of the hundred-eyed giant on their collars.

This was the first time Eros saw humans forming an organized violent group.

What we encountered before were just settlements that spontaneously gathered around theocracy.

What brings humanity together is God’s gift and status.

And in Argolis, they finally chose to rely on violence to survive.

Rely on the most fundamental and stable power of human beings.

Eros was pleased that the people of Argolis realized this.

What's wrong with violence?
There is nothing bad about violence, except that it is too violent.

What truly unites human beings is not interests or things like friendship.

Rather, it is violence, mutual dependence on violence, and combining into violent groups that can dispel the idea of ​​division.

Eros is a conservative, and absolute violence is necessary to ensure and protect.

Could it be that it was a bit too violent for Eros, a man with a strong magnetic field, to say that they were being too violent?

Just to tell you a joke, your subjects led 700,000 cavalry to rebel, and you have 700,000 magnetic fields turning.

So you see these guards patrolling around the port, even though they're also doing extortion and stuff like that.

Eros still felt only relieved, instead of thinking that they were bad enough to be festering.

Where there is violence, privilege and greed will naturally breed.

But Eros was not a good person at all, he just did things according to his own preferences.

Doing bad things or doing good things, as long as he can see that people are full of passion and motivation, it is all right for Eros.

What he hated was existence without emotions and desires, not these bad people.

Then he saw that the group of guards were blackmailing him.

"Travelers on the sea? Where are you from? What are you doing here?"

Several guards stopped in front of the group and looked at the obsidian and crystals embellishing Eros' robe with greedy eyes.

Cecrops stepped forward and delivered his prepared speech with familiarity.

You can just say that they are mercenaries from a nearby island. This is basically a universal excuse.

And Cecrops' snake-like appearance can scare away a lot of trouble.

After seeing the fleshy wings and vertical pupils on both sides of Cecrops' cheeks, the greed in their eyes did fade a little.

It's just that they are the privileged class after all, and are used to abusing their power in their daily lives.

In addition, there were so many strange people in Greece, including those who tamed eagles, rode bears, wore wolf heads, and had no clothes.

Therefore, they were not particularly afraid, but were still controlled by greed, but their tone was slightly better.

Besides, leaving aside Cecrops and Prometheus, Eros’s attire was not at all like that of a mercenary.

"Since you are an outsider, do you need some help?"

“Of course, it’s not free.”

Their eyes were fixed on the gems on Eros' body, and "help" was just a nice way of saying it.

It's just extortion for bribes, and this behavior can almost be said to have existed throughout the history of mankind.

As long as they are given what they want, they naturally don't mind giving Eros a little help.

But if you don't give it to them, they will definitely find a way to make things difficult for you.

"You want these?"

Eros took an obsidian the size of an eyeball from his sleeve, pinched it between his fingertips, and showed it to them.

He curled the corners of his mouth. Prometheus, who was familiar with him, knew that he must have something on his mind, so he did not say anything to calm the matter down.

The guards looked at the precious obsidian between Eros' fingers, swallowed with a dry throat, and nodded repeatedly.

That's a gem!
Even if it's only this small piece, it's enough to buy a house in the city.

And if you rob the person in front of you
Greedy eyes were faintly moving over Eros, mainly on the gems and crystals adorning Eros' body.

Such a huge fortune could probably be exchanged for a large manor, right?
However, they are not that arrogant yet, at least not during the day.

"hehe."

Eros chuckled and spoke.

"It's okay. I don't mind such a small piece of stone. It's okay to give it to you."

"But please introduce Argolis first. This is my first time here."

In response to Eros' question, several people spoke at once as if vying to perform.

But Eros disliked their noise, so in the end the leader gathered his thoughts and introduced himself to Eros.

Through his narration, Eros also gained a general understanding of the land under his feet.

Argolis, or the Kingdom of Argolis, they had formed a kingdom consisting of several city-states.

A distance along the road from the pier is the central and largest city of Argos.

Argos, the all-seeing giant and follower of Hera, the Queen of Heaven, is the protector of this land. However, this giant only obeys the orders of the great Queen of Heaven and does not interfere in the affairs of mortals.

Most people have only heard of the name of this giant but have never actually seen him.

Thus, royal power came into being.

The king who founded the city of Argos was named Inachus. It is said that this king was an octogenarian when he first appeared.

But he was still able to slowly gather people together, build the city of Argos, and create many new systems and concepts.

Some believe he was a demigod, others believe he was just a wise prophet.

But no matter what, this proves the king's wisdom and ability.

Then, as if afraid that was not enough, the other party also told some other miscellaneous gossip and messy things.

"Okay, I don't need you to say anything anymore, you can shut up now."

He closed his mouth only when Eros waved his hand impatiently, his eyes still burning as he stared at the obsidian in Eros's hand.

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with your performance, and I will not break my promise about the compensation."

With a flick of his hand, the eyeball-sized obsidian fell into the other party's hands.

Amid the other party's ecstasy and repeated thanks, Eros simply showed a playful smile.

"I am very satisfied with your performance, so I paid you."

"But I don't like the look in your eyes just now, so you have to pay a price."

Amid their stunned expressions, Eros raised his hand before they could even react.

Eros' finger had already penetrated the leading guard's left eye, just lightly.

A bloody eyeball fell to the ground along with the obsidian in his hand, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

"A small punishment is a big warning. Remember the lesson this time."

"Privilege without power is nothing but a laughing stock."

After saying this calmly, Eros took Cecrops and Prometheus and headed towards the city of Argos.

The stunned guards behind him came to their senses, swallowed their saliva, and no one dared to chase after him.

After looking at each other, they all rushed towards the obsidian that fell to the ground and started snatching it.

As for the fact that his companion was blind in one eye? Was that important?

"Rough, too rough."

After gradually leaving the dock, Eros sighed.

Collecting protection fees can also make others willing to do these things, or even give them to you voluntarily.

But their operation was still too crude, and the threat was basically written on their faces.

In this case, we can't blame Eros for punishing them a little.

They have the freedom to indulge in their greed and violence, and Eros naturally has the same freedom.

However, Prometheus still had some doubts.

"Since you don't like them, why don't you just use other methods from the beginning so that they don't have the chance to offend you?"

"Why do we have to do this? Isn't it troublesome and meaningless?"

Eros had a thousand ways to make these blackmailing guards speechless.

But Eros allowed them to speak, and then punished them.

It makes Prometheus feel like a fishing expedition.

"No, it's different, Prometheus."

Eros just shook his head and said.

“Fun itself is the greatest meaning.”

"Besides, would it make sense if I could eliminate all the troubles before they happen?"

"They will remain the same as before. The world and them will remain unchanged."

“By doing this, I left a mark, gained fun, and brought about a different change.”

As if looking back at the guards on the dock, Eros raised the corner of his mouth.

"In their hearts there will be anger, fear, greed, and a desire for power."

"And I can bring about more interesting changes just by doing it. Isn't this meaningful?"

Eros knew that Prometheus was an observer, and she tended to stand silently in places that humans could not notice and observe everything they did.

But Eros is not like that. He just wants to push things in an interesting direction and ignite the motivation and enthusiasm of more people.

So he would allow these guards to cause trouble for him and bring them some unexpected developments.

Only the leaders were punished, breaking the status relationship between them and engraving the desire for power into their minds.

And it left behind interests that could tempt them to compete with each other, adding a lot of changes to the development of the whole thing.

Isn’t that interesting?

Passion and motivation do not necessarily come from good places. Desire and conflict, discord and hatred can also ignite passion and motivation.

Human beings need the flame of passion, whether or not it will burn themselves.

　In Greek mythology, Eros, the primitive god, represents impulse and passion, because only with motivation can one create the world.

　　So this is also the characteristic of Greece that is full of humanity.

　　But I think this impulse and passion are not necessarily a compliment, just like what the god of love brews are mostly tragedies.

　　The evil god's nature with a bit of chaos feels more suitable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)