Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 251: The Down-to-Earth Prophet
Once upon a time, Cecrops was lost for half his life, haunted and confused by his own sense of mission.

And now, having defeated Actaios, Cecrops stands tall on the land.

Looking at the people around him cheering for the death of this cruel demigod, and those who bowed down to him and thought that he was sent by God to save them.

Looking at the animal skins and leaves on their bodies, I could see that their mental outlook was completely different from other places I had been to.

The scene before my eyes, the memories in my mind, and what I had seen and heard over the past decade gradually merged together.

The so-called innate mission and divine authority will never be imposed on people forcefully.

When half a lifetime of experience blends together with the kinship connection with the land at birth.

Naturally, some thoughts would arise in Cecrops' mind, some thoughts that she had not paid attention to before, but could not be ignored at this moment.

Then, she understood the lingering feeling that had always lingered in her heart.

She finally arrived at the destined place she had long anticipated.

The crowd gathered, worshiped, and sang praises to the demigod hero who defeated Actaeus.

Cecrops's magical half-body with snake scales and flesh wings was also regarded as a sacred part in their eyes.

The wooden spear in Cecrops' hand was held like a scepter and slowly raised.

Cecrops stepped on the body of the dead demigod, raised his hands high, and a hint of heat burned in his vertical pupils.

She let out a sharp and loud scream, which pierced the sky, announcing her victory.

She is the king of Attica, the only demigod in this land, and the link between humans and gods.

She will bring civilization and prosperity to this land, not barbarism and violence.

Amid the crowd that was rushing forward enthusiastically, Eros and Prometheus quietly avoided the crowd.

At this time, I won’t bother you anymore, but it seems that Prometheus needs to find a new deputy.

"Cecrops is probably going to resign with you. Do you have a backup plan ready?"

Walking towards the place where the ship was docked, Cecrops's thinking obviously changed after what happened.

In the past, she just lived a day-to-day life and didn't know what to do, so she just followed Prometheus and wandered around.

And now, she has apparently found what she is pursuing and what she wants to do.

"It doesn't matter. I don't need a deputy."

Prometheus closed his eyes with satisfaction. He was relieved to be able to witness the fulfillment of every one of his prophecies.

There is a sense of relief that the seeds I planted have finally sprouted.

"After this last trip with you, my mission of observing humans will probably be almost over, and I won't have to sail around anymore."

Over the years, Prometheus has already traveled almost every place he could and completed even the most difficult tasks.

Over the years, she has traveled to various lands, left her footprints, and spread knowledge everywhere.

"You have been following me all the way with a similar mentality, right?"

As he spoke, Eros suddenly realized something and asked.

"If you have any predictions for me, you can just tell me directly. There is no need to be a riddle teller."

Faced with Eros's questioning, Prometheus simply explained a few words.

"How can there be a 100% prediction? It's just a glimpse of the future and the possibility."

"Besides, how can I see your future? I can only see the threads of fate entangled in you, layer by layer."

Prometheus narrowed his eyes, glanced at Eros, and said.

"You can cause a lot of interesting changes and affect many things just by making random moves." "Just like what you did just now, if you hadn't helped Cecrops and she was defeated, this land would have taken a completely different path."

"Or you kill it yourself. Cecrops doesn't understand much and leaves with us to an unknown end."

"These are all possible situations, and fate is not immutable."

“Moreover, the more deeply connected one is to the world and the greater the influence one has, the easier it is for one to cause change.”

It is precisely because of this that Prometheus rarely speaks or does anything, but just acts as an observer in obscurity.

The only thing he would do was to obey Zeus' orders and guide the future he foresaw to come true.

Because she doesn't live for the present, but for the future.

Her style is to make sure that her vision of the future is stable and accurate.

Of course, there is one future, countless possible timelines, but there are only a few observers.

Only the future established through joint observation will become a reality.

Prometheus was just an insignificant observer among several.

Above her, there are those primitive gods, not to mention super gods like Zeus and Ananke.

They are the main force that can determine the direction of the future.

"tsk"

Eros clicked his tongue.

Ultimately, it’s a question of approval process.

What kind of future is better? What route can satisfy more people?
Each of the primitive gods had a say, but the final decision was mainly in the hands of Ananke, the goddess of destiny, and Zeus, the king of gods.

Zeus said that humans should be the focus in developing a new era, so the other primitive gods could only obey and make some minor changes within this big framework.

Ananke seems to be the type who has a stronger desire for control and likes to arrange everything for you, big or small.

But the good thing is that the goddess of destiny only looks at things and not people, even if you ruined her entire plan in the previous thing.

As long as you help her do the next thing, she won't bother with you.

Speaking of which, I don’t know how long Hecate’s accidental blessing will last. Should I take some time to go back to the underworld and renew the card?

Eros didn't care about being guided and arranged to do something to add fuel to the fire.

Because no matter what is done in the end, it must be what Eros wants to do.

But he didn't want to be targeted by Ananke in terms of luck, always being one step behind in doing things and failing at critical moments.

Apart from anything else, with the blessing of Hecate and a little guidance from Zeus.

After Eros came back from the underworld, he never failed at critical moments again.

On the contrary, I have pretty good luck and always manage to achieve my goals by accident.

When the two of them walked slowly back to the shore while chatting, Cecrops, who was standing by the boat, came back faster than them.

"Eendymion, and Captain Prometheus."

Cecrops was still wearing some wreaths and laurel wreaths thrown to him by people, and his whole spirit was refreshed.

She held the wooden spear as if she were holding a scepter, and her vertical pupils looked weird but also had a different texture.

"Thanks for your help, I understand everything now."

"But before that, I want to fulfill my final duty."

　I was killed by a friend online recently, playing games every day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)