Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 517: Horse Eyes See People's Yin

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

Although Perseus looked very stupid and incompetent, he seemed to pose no threat to Acrisius.

But because of Perseus' mother Danae, the seemingly harmless girl, Acrisius' plans always failed.

Acrisius gradually came to his senses and realized that his seemingly well-behaved daughter was not a caged bird in his hand.

Because he had been deceived once by Danae with this innocent image, Acrisius was now somewhat wary of Perseus.

No matter how innocent and simple Perseus seemed, Acrisius was still worried.

And Perseus had been practicing in the sanctuary for so many years and was out of his control, which greatly fueled his suspicion.

He grew up and became stronger.

Acrisius looked at Perseus with a kind expression on his face, but there was an unfathomable coldness in his eyes.

The Perseus of today is no longer the weak cub he once was, but a strong and vigorous wild beast with bared fangs.

However, he was an old beast that had aged, and both his physical strength and vision were beginning to become cloudy.

Acrisius was caught off guard by Perseus's sudden bear hug and still felt some pain in his ribs.

Was it really an unintentional act?
Acrisius didn't think so, just like a snake would measure whether its mouth could grow big enough before swallowing its prey.

Many predators will measure the size difference between themselves and their prey, just like Perseus's seemingly unintentional action just now, perhaps it was a similar action.

Acrisius thought so calmly, but his face still showed a hint of kindness.

He turned to look at Andromeda and asked.

"Perseus, who is this?"

Andromeda, who knew Acrisius's identity from Perseus's address just now, looked a little restrained and at a loss at this moment.

She hesitated about how to introduce herself appropriately.

While she was hesitating, Perseus said, patting his chest with a smile on his face.

"Grandfather, she is Andromeda, the girl I want to marry and take home."

The straightforward and pure confession made Andromeda blush, but she did not refute it. She just greeted him in a low voice shyly.

"King Acrisius, hello, I am Andromeda, the Andromeda Saint. My father is King Cepheus of Ethiopia, and my mother is Cassiopeia."

"You don't have to take Perseus' words to heart. He has always been like this."

"What do you mean don't take it to heart? I'm serious, okay?"

Perseus said this in a somewhat serious tone, causing Andromeda to hit him coquettishly to express her dissatisfaction.

This flash bomb between the young couple had no effect on Acrisius, an old man who was almost indifferent.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about other things.

A princess of Ethiopia? He had heard of that country, far from his Argos, on the other side of the sea.

Perhaps it would have been better for Perseus to leave Argos and live out his life in Ethiopia.

Thinking of this, Acrisius put on the appearance of a kind elder and spoke gently.

"Really? Then Perseus, you have to work hard to become a man worthy of her."

Hearing the encouragement from his grandfather, Perseus was beaming with joy and spoke confidently.

"Of course. When I become the king of Argos, I will marry Andromeda." Such an innocent and pure sentence made Acrisius' face darken instantly.

"Eh? Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly look unhappy?"

Perseus was still a little dazed, not understanding why Acrisius's face suddenly turned so ugly.

He thought Acrisius was feeling unwell and reached out to support him.

"Grandfather, are you feeling unwell? Do you need my help? I've been treating you very well lately."

Although I don’t know whether Perseus is hinting at me or is really so naive.

But Acrisius quickly calmed himself down and regained his original kind expression.

"It's okay, I just thought of some things from the past."

Acrisius said, patting Perseus on the shoulder.

"Let's not talk about these unhappy things. Pack your things, Perseus. I'm here to take you back."

"Ah? Go back? Why?!"

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Perseus was quite surprised. The news was a little too sudden for him.

But if I go back, I won’t have to accept the cruel training of the Lord God anymore.

But Andromeda was also in the Sanctuary, and he would be reluctant to let her go just like that.

"You have been in the Sanctuary for so many years. You should go home and visit. Your mother misses you too."

Acrisius explained calmly, and Perseus no longer hesitated after hearing his mother's longing.

"Okay, I'll go back and pack my things."

Although he agreed, Perseus's face was obviously depressed and he couldn't hide his emotions at all.

Andromeda saw this and couldn't help but comfort him.

"It's okay Perseus. I just happen to have to go back to Ethiopia soon. I'll see you later."

"Who knows, if it's convenient, you can come to Ethiopia to see me, and then I can show you around my country."

Simple and pure love is the easiest to satisfy. Andromeda just said a few words of comfort, and Perseus soon stopped being depressed and became cheerful again.

Acrisius looked at the silly smile on his face and couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.

Is he really as innocent as he seems, or is he like his mother Danae, who knows better than anyone what to do?

Acrisius didn't know, he wasn't sure, so he had to prepare for the worst.

After returning this time, he will have to think of a way to solve the trouble of Perseus.

As Perseus reluctantly said goodbye, Andromeda watched him leave with Acrisius.

She waved until Perseus was out of sight, the smile fading from her face.

"Am I worthy of you? Maybe I should be the one who should worry about whether I am worthy of you."

Although she was indeed a princess of Ethiopia, she had never felt any rift between herself and Perseus.

But things have been different recently. Perseus has inexplicably received close attention from the Lord God, and the girl's delicate heart made her aware of the disharmony.

And now, this feeling is getting stronger.

　It's painful. Why do I have to work overtime on the weekend? Today's second update will be sent later, and I have to stay up late to write tomorrow's, and then I have to work overtime tomorrow.
　　
　
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