Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 187 Greece, the beacon of civilization, the light of mythology
The two watched Cecrops negotiate with the other party, and then chatted with each other intermittently.

"By the way, do you know Inachus?"

"Hmm? No, actually I didn't come here specifically when I was spreading the seeds of civilization."

Prometheus shook his head and said with a slightly strange look on his face.

"Except for the initial enlightenment, I have not interfered too much in the affairs of mankind."

"But Inakos was able to build a civilization and city-state ahead of people from other regions. To be honest, I am also very curious."

According to her estimation, it would take quite some time for the city-state to form and emerge.

At least not now. After all, there is a real messenger of God in Argolis.

Theocracy should remain stable for a period of time before changing.

But Inakos's actions were unexpectedly fast, and it seemed that he was one step ahead of the times.

"Is that so?"

Eros thought about it.

Inachus, he only appears as a background in the legend of Io.

There are two opinions about his identity: one is the river god, and the other is the king of mankind.

As for the specific situation, Eros would only know it after seeing it.

After the two chatted for a few sentences, Cecrops's side was also settled.

The other party invited them to go into the palace first, and only after consulting the king could they get a specific answer.

However, Inachus, who is eager to save his daughter, will most likely summon them.

Following the guards towards the palace, the furnishings there were nothing much to say.

No matter how luxurious a human palace is, it is not half as good as the residence of gods.

After temporarily placing Eros and his companions in a side hall, the other party hurried to report.

Soon, news came that King Inachus wanted to summon them.

The news came so quickly that Eros was a little surprised.

It seems that this is his real father, not a fake one.

Since he is my biological father, that’s easy to deal with, so there’s no need to make any messy operations.

"King, several mercenaries have been brought here."

The armored guards brought Eros and his companions to the open-air courtyard of the palace. The old man wearing a laurel crown was draped in gorgeous silk.

He lay on his side on the sofa, holding a golden wine glass in his hand, his old face filled with a dull and sad expression.

"Are you the mercenaries who claim to be able to help me find Io?"

Inachus' old gaze first fell on Cecrops, and he seemed to see something and shook his head.

Then he shifted his gaze to Eros and Prometheus, and narrowed his eyes.

"You two."

His tone sounded somewhat doubtful, as if he was unsure.

He was observing Eros and Prometheus, and wasn't Eros also observing him?
He was indeed a very old man, so old that Eros even doubted whether he would die in the next second.

But he was able to build the city of Argos at such an old age, which shows that he was not an ordinary person.

However, Eros seemed to have discovered something different about the old man in front of him.

His skin was somewhat brown, and there were horrific marks of burns on his body.

Don't ask Eros why he could tell that it was left by fire. He has experience with it.

Some speculations and legends flowed through Eros' mind. He raised his head and spoke to Inachus.

"You, you are not Greek, right?"

"You're not Greek?"

Eros' tone was a bit speculative, but also had a hint of certainty. Although the octogenarian in front of him was dressed in a Greek style, Eros could feel that he was out of place.

If forced, Eros couldn't tell where exactly, but it was just different from the others.

Inakos was stunned for a moment, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clearer as he stared at Eros in front of him.

Obviously, Eros was right.

Inakos said nothing. He waved his hand to let the guards retreat, then spoke with a trembling voice.

"Who on Mount Olympus are you? How dare you show up in front of me in person?"

He lowered his crowned head in a very humble manner.

Being able to recognize his origins, the man wearing a mask in front of me is definitely a god.

"Where are you from? Canaan? Or Esseniro?"

Eros sat down calmly without clarifying his identity.

Seeing Inakos's reaction, he was already thinking quickly in his heart.

Some factors were connected together in Eros' mind, and the answer came out quickly.

"Esseniro, eh? From the Nile valley?"

Io would become the goddess Isis, and what Zeus had done with Europa was simply the same thing he was doing with Io.

After becoming familiar with this, it was not difficult for Eros to guess the origin of Inachus.

"Yes, I did travel all the way from Esseniro, through the World Wall and came to this land."

Inakos felt a little uneasy.

In order to come here, he gave up his position as the river god of the Aesseneilo and was willing to come to Greece as a demigod who had lost his divinity.

This old face is a symbol of rapid aging after giving up divinity.

And since arriving in Greece, he has never actually seen the Olympian gods.

As a stowaway, he was also very uneasy.

No one knows how Olympus deals with illegal immigrants. Does it deport them or just kill them on the spot?
He has only heard that the Greek world is open and inclusive, but he has never really experienced it?

"Then why did you come to Greece? Wouldn't it be better to stay in Esseniro?"

At some point, the situation began to turn into Eros questioning Inachos.

Inakos answered all these questions honestly.

Why sneak across the border? Of course, it’s because the world of Esseniro is not a place where gods can live.

In the Aesirene, the alternation of day and night represented the battle between the sun god Ra and the dark serpent Apophis.

Every change from day to night symbolizes that the world is on the brink of destruction.

Ra cannot win every battle, and He also fails sometimes, but when He wins again, everything will be restored by Him.

On days like this, it's as if there's a sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's head, ready to fall at any moment.

It was a very unpleasant feeling to be in suspense all the time, and just then Zeus of Greece came to power and swept away the evil tendencies that existed during Kronos' reign.

The rumor that Mount Olympus was a mythical beacon radiated to many worlds, so Inachus began to think about sneaking across.

It is better to be a demigod in Greece, a human king, than a river god in the Aesenil.

Greece's mild climate and natural scenery are much better than the endless deserts and storms of the Ethiopians.

Not to mention, there’s no worry that the world could be destroyed at any moment.

Inakos is still very satisfied with life in Greece.

His daughter Io was missing, which made him very worried recently.

　In fact, what I am mainly interested in in Egypt is Nephthys, because the title of Nephthys is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and I am also very interested in the handwriting of Nephthys on Bilibili.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)