Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 207: Isn’t Gaia a beauty?
"Okay, let's rest here tonight."

After Hermes took Eros on a tour of Arcadia, they found a cave backed by a mountain.

There were still some signs that other people had lived in the cave, but it had been abandoned for a long time.

"Since there is neither a temple nor a king, naturally no one will come to entertain us, so we can only do it ourselves."

Hermes said this and cleaned up the cave skillfully.

These words also made Io a little discouraged. In an utopia like Arcadia, one has to do everything by oneself.

Is this any different from camping in the wild?

“Not relying on others, not needing anyone’s help or support, and being able to do everything independently is the real freedom.”

Prometheus said to Io meaningfully.

“People here are individuals who don’t work for anyone but themselves.”

“This is their absolute freedom and beauty, because people are always constrained by fetters and cannot be free.”

The city symbolizes order and also restraint.

Home symbolizes family and love, but it also symbolizes bonds and concerns.

The wilderness symbolizes freedom, because there is nothing there and one has to rely on oneself for everything, that is why one is free.

After understanding the meaning of Prometheus' words, Io suddenly felt that the utopian Arcadia in the rumors was not so beautiful.

The conversation between the two naturally fell into the ears of Eros.

But what Prometheus said was indeed what Eros was thinking.

During the day, he and Hermes traveled around Arcadia, and found that it was indeed as the rumors said.

It is both free and beautiful. People are not bound by any constraints and there are no unnecessary connections between people.

Children will become independent when they grow up, and partners will maintain their respective division of labor, which is very coordinated and stable.

But it was precisely because it was too coordinated and stable that Eros felt a little weird.

They seem to have no extra desires or goals, and are full of satisfaction and relief with their current life.

After completing the work to support one's life, one would rather choose to lean against a tree and daydream, thinking about life or taking a nap.

They would not choose to work a little longer or build a bigger house.

It’s not that there’s anything wrong with this contented mentality, but Eros finds it a bit weird.

But Eros doesn't care about this now. He is not cruel enough to destroy something just because he doesn't like it.

I just kind of understand why most people come to Arcadia, praise the life here, but always leave.

After all, giving up is only temporary. Unless life is really hopeless, humans will still choose to try a little harder.

Of course, it is also possible that the outsiders who have integrated into this place have all been assimilated into the same way.

Eros didn't think about it for the time being and sat down.

Across the table, Hermes was pouring him some wine, which he had brought from somewhere.

"Stealing again? You are not in line with Arcadia's self-reliant style at all."

"I stole it with my own ability, how can it not be considered self-reliant?"

Hermes had no sense of shame. As the god of thieves, her face was already covered with shame.

When she was just born, she stole Apollo's cattle, and then she had the audacity to say in front of Zeus that she did not steal them.

It's not a problem to just grab a bottle of wine or something.

"How does it feel? Does it feel like you're in a crowded place, but also like you're not?"

Hermes said something a little confusing, but Eros understood what she meant.

"It's indeed strange, but I don't care about Arcadia's affairs."

"I'm here to look for Garmanion. Where's the stuff? Or is it about you?"

Eros urged, not forgetting his original intention.

"I have a lot of work to do."

"Tsk, why are you so anxious?"

Hermes curled his lips. "Aren't you curious about how they did it?"

Hearing her words, Eros immediately shook his head.

"No, I'm not curious about what's going on here. It's all complicated and boring anyway."

"Just tell me the real thing."

Without the beauty, Eros' mind was completely focused on business, and he had nothing to pay attention to Arcadia.

Seeing that Eros was really not curious at all, Hermes stopped talking about these things.

After taking a sip of wine, he leaned lazily on the table and spoke to Eros.

"Garmanion, that thing is not available in Arcadia."

"That thing can only be produced deep in the earth, in the embrace of Mother Earth. It won't be found on the surface."

The embrace of Mother Earth?
Eros had a bad feeling. Could it be that he was going to look for Gaia?

Unexpectedly, just as he thought this, he saw Hermes raising his finger at him.

"That's right! We have to look for it in the realm of the Original Mother Goddess!"

"And in Arcadia, there is a cave that leads directly to the depths of the earth, which can lead you directly to Gaia's throne!"

Hearing this, Eros subconsciously refused.

He went to Gaia's throne?!

This is not the way to seek death. Eros consciously went to Gaia. There are only two possibilities.

One is to be beaten to death directly, and the other is to be captured by Gaia and used as a breeding machine until death.

Eros killed Python, beat Typhon, and betrayed Echidna. He had an unclear relationship with Zeus, and his hatred for Gaia was basically constant.

At this time, let him take the initiative to go to Gaia's territory?

On the ground, Eros was not worried that Gaia would come up for no reason.

But taking the initiative to go deep underground, the scope of Gaia's domain. Then Eros is really like carrying a lantern into the toilet.

"Shouldn't you be the one doing this?"

Eros looked at Hermes with some confusion, and seemed to understand why Zeus arranged for Hermes to wait for him here.

"As a friend, it seems okay for you to help me steal some Gamanian, right?"

With Hermes, the god of thieves, around, stealing something from Gaia shouldn't be a small problem, right?

"Hey, I'm just a messenger. I can help you do something, but isn't it too much for me to go?"

Hermes looked embarrassed.

"Don't think too highly of me. I don't even dare to set foot in the realm of the Primordial Mother Goddess."

But Eros didn't believe her words at all.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. What about the other thing?"

"Oh, another thing. It's nothing really."

Hermes said, looking at Eros with a smile.

"Actually, Father God just wants you to go to the Original Mother Goddess and steal something."

"Um????"

Eros's face was full of questions, and he seemed to not quite understand.

"No? Didn't we say there would be a beauty?"

"Yes, I have?"

Hermes said calmly.

"Isn't Mother Gaia a beauty? Isn't she?"

　The abstract female junior high school student who made a comeback just after taking the high school entrance exam, who is the same age as my sister but has already been writing books for a year and a half, really makes me sigh.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)