Ares, God of War

With the footsteps of the messenger god, within half a day, he came to the land in front of the hell gate of the underworld. After explaining his purpose to the soldiers in the God of War camp, Hermes was quickly summoned by Ares. The soldiers were called in.

In the camp of Ares, Hermes saw a tall black-haired young man besides his God of War brother. Of course, he also recognized this young man. He was the son of Zeus, who was well-known in the Greek world. Some time ago Hercules, who was once recognized as the strongest hero in the world.

It seems that opposite to Athena's side, Ares is also ready to use the "hero" of medicinal herbs.

"Haha, Hermes, you're back, and you're still running as fast as ever."

Seeing Hermes being ushered into the tent by his messengers, Ares pretended to be happy and walked forward, grabbed Hermes' arm, and pulled him to his seat.

"Come on, tell me, what did Zeus say?"

Hermes stopped with a look of embarrassment, hesitated for a long time, and then took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Ares, and replied in a low voice:

"See for yourself."

Ares took the roll of papyrus brought by Hermes, unfolded it, glanced at it, but kept it firmly in his heart, and then he pretended to be upset He put the roll of papyrus back into Hermes' hand, and scolded:

"Don't read too many words! Read!"

"what?"

Hermes froze for a moment, and looked at Ares with a kind of gaze.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Ares raised his voice, released his breath, and urged again:

"I'll let you read it!"

"Oh, oh!"

Hermes was taken aback, quickly unfolded the papyrus, and read intermittently in a trembling voice.

"According to the command of Zeus, the king of gods, Ares, Marshal of the Olympus Giants Expeditionary Legion, will immediately lead his army back to Mount Olympus to join the Olympus army and wait for Athens, the supreme commander of Olympus. If you disobey Na's instructions, you will be regarded as rebellious, and you must bet on the life of the god king Zeus, and you must let him and his followers fall into the endless hell..."

"enough!"

Hermes still had a paragraph to finish, but Ares had already stopped him "angrily". Thinking that there were some disgusting Ares nonsense, Hermes stopped. He lowered his mouth and looked straight at his elder brother.

"Damn Athena! Does she know what she's doing! Zeus too, I didn't expect him to be so old and dizzy!"

Ares turned around, faced Hercules and asked:

"Tell me! Hercules, Athena is not trying to seize power, what is she doing?"

"That's right." Hercules nodded and agreed, "Athena, the goddess of wisdom, is an old hollow monster."

"Besides, what did this guy say to me as a 'partisan'?" Ares walked around twice, and suddenly came to Hermes' side, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and asked at the same time: "Hermes Si, Athena is both my sister and your sister, you can translate for me, what is 'partisan wing'?"

"Is this still using translation?"

Hermes muttered:

"A partisan is a partisan."

"Translate and translate for me." Ares still persevered, and repeated to him: "What is a 'partisan'?"

"No need to translate." Hermes said anxiously: "This is the literal meaning of 'partisans'!"

"I said!" Ares grabbed Hermes' neck with one hand, pointed to the ground with the other, and shouted in a deafening voice: "Translate for me, what, what the fuck is it called 'partisan'?! "

"Where do I know what the fuck is 'partisans'? I'm not a god of words."

Hermes was so frightened that he was about to cry, but at this moment, Hercules, who was standing beside him silently, said, "The so-called 'parties' refer to all the people who are close to the teacher, including you. believers, us disciples, and your teacher, the goddess Hecate."

After all, he spread his hands to Hermes: "Do you understand?"

Hermes glanced at Hercules gratefully, then pointed at him and reported to Ares: "This is called 'partisan'."

"Translate, translate." Ares' fingers were still clinging to him like an iron hoop: "I'll fucking let you translate!"

"!" Hearing the threat in Ares' tone became stronger and stronger, Hermes finally managed to get his wits about him, imitating Hercules and shouting: "The so-called 'partners' are all the people who are close to you. , including your followers, your students, and your teacher, the goddess Hecate!"

"Ah."

It seemed that Hermes' answer finally satisfied him. Ares finally let go of the palm holding Hermes' neck, and even stroked him to calm his breath.

He walked to the table, pulled out a stone slab wrapped in cloth from his table, put it in Hermes' hands, and smiled at him:

"Hermes, this is my reply letter to Zeus and Athena, please help me deliver it to them, please hurry up."

"I'm going right now!"

Hearing Ares' words, Hermes, as if he had been pardoned, quickly took the slate from Ares, left the barracks in a hurry, and left the underworld as if fleeing.

He hurried back to the Temple of the King of God in Olympus. At this time, Kratos's ceremony had just ended, and the four main god-level existences on Mount Olympus hadn't left yet. When I got here, I immediately held up the slate and shouted:

"Zeus! I have brought you the reply from Ares."

"Huh?" Zeus raised his brows and ordered, "What's written on it? Read it to me."

"Ah?" Hermes was so frightened that his legs gave way and he almost knelt on the ground.

"What are you so afraid of doing?" Athena frowned and said, "It's impossible for me and Zeus to do anything to you. If you want you to read it, just read it."

After hearing Athena's words, Hermes finally relieved the pressure that Ares put on him, tremblingly opened the sackcloth wrapped around the stone slab, and looked at the contents above.

"There's a poem on it."