I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"You really dare to appear in front of me again."

Apollo glanced at Hermes whose legs were trembling a little, then patted the chariot beside him with a kind smile.

"You put the rope around your neck yourself, or I'll help you."

"I think we can talk about it," Hermes took Siddigar out as if offering a treasure.

Siddija blinked, things happened so fast that he couldn't react for a while.

Didn't you say that you should persuade Apollo yourself!

"Hidika?" Apollo raised his brows, "If you didn't come today or come with him, we might have a good chat."

"That... beloved sun god - Apollo, I think I can resolve the conflict between you and Hermes," said Siddija biting her head.

"Solution? This is no longer a contradiction." Apollo glared fiercely at Hermes, who was hiding behind Sidgar. "In the past, you cheated my cow, but the violin you took out made me feel It's very valuable, so it doesn't matter that the cattle are given to you, but!"

Apollo took out the harp that had been broken in two.

"I just want to strap you around the world on a chariot now, or shoot you into the sun."

"And what if I offer you a new instrument that pleases you?"

Although Hidega also supported Apollo's throwing Hermes into the sun, since he had already agreed to God's request, he absolutely could not go back.

"Oh? Hermes, don't you think you can still be the same as last time?" Apollo smiled faintly, "Okay, you must take out a musical instrument that does not exist in this world, and let me Satisfied music, so I will consider dragging you for half a day."

Hermes shuddered with fright, the instrument was fine, but how could a music that satisfied Apollo, who was on fire, come out.

For the first time, Hermes had the idea that he had gone too far.

Hidega took a deep breath and handed the erhu hands that Hermes had prepared to Apollo.

"What's this?" Apollo raised his brows, but still took the erhu. His slender fingers gently plucked the strings, but the sound was not as wonderful as he had imagined.

"My dear sun god—Apollo, this is not what it is used for," Siddija took out the bow. "As long as you use it to pull the strings, I believe you will be able to make a sound that will satisfy you."

Apollo raised his brows, took the bow and put it on the strings, and tentatively pulled it up. It was completely different from the feeling of plucking with his fingers. The unique tone made him narrow his eyes, as if he was practicing countless times. , the fingers turn the piano shaft to mobilize the tension of the strings, and an unknown piece of music is played in his hands.

Hermes quietly breathed a sigh of relief. What he needed most to appease others while provoking others was the ability to observe words. Although he misjudged how much Apollo loved music, it was precisely because of Hermer's incomparable love for music. Only now can I be sure that Apollo is in a good mood.

At least no more shouting about shooting him into the sun or dragging him around in circles.

At the end of the song, Apollo held the erhu in his arms and glanced at Hermes expressionlessly, and his eyes softened a lot when he saw Sidika.

"Did you come up with this?"

"No," Siddija shook her head.

"If you say it was made by yourself, you can get a lot of treasures," Apollo said softly. "Don't you want [blessings] now?"

"Because I really didn't come up with it, I don't have that ability," Siddija said seriously.

"I'm very satisfied," Apollo reached out and touched Siddija's head, "whether it's you or this instrument."

"Great!" Hermes wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"But! Hermes, I didn't say I would forgive you!" Apollo raised his voice. "Unless you come up with another piece of music that satisfies me, I will drag you away for a long time!"

"What's the matter!" Hermes wailed while holding his head and looked at Siddija as if asking for help.

"That... Lord Apollo, the sun god, I have a tune..." Hidega bit her head and pulled Apollo's sleeve.

"Hidika, you don't have to speak for this guy who is full of crooked brains," Apollo rubbed Sidika's head, "he was not at ease when he first came to you."

"It's really too much~" Hermes shrugged, "But you really don't have to push yourself hard, your erhu has already surprised me."

"Shut up!" Apollo gave Hermes a fierce look.

"Then it's a song I dedicated to you," Siddigar coughed lightly. "Although it wasn't composed by me, I may not be able to hum the essence of it."

"Okay," Apollo took a few steps back and looked at Siddija quietly.

In short, I hummed Erquan Yingyue again...

To be honest, Siddija hummed with all his might. It seems that his musical cells belonged to the ordinary type, especially in front of a god of music.

Hermes yawned, circling in place with his head in his hands.

The frequent out-of-tune, the rhythm control is not right, this will not anger Apollo again, how should I take this kid to run?

Hermes had already sentenced Siddigar to death in his heart.

"What do you think?" Siddija swallowed and looked nervously at Apollo, who frowned.

"You . . . sucked," Apollo smiled, "but I did receive an amazing piece of music."

Siddija breathed a sigh of relief.

Rotten or rotten, as long as the essence can be expressed.

"Eh? Lie!" Hermes widened his eyes in disbelief.

"How could you possibly understand the essence of this song," Apollo glared at Hermes dissatisfiedly, "I'll beat you up if you talk nonsense."

Hermes immediately covered his mouth, but this did not mean that he had shut up, but to cover up the corners of his mouth that could not help but rise.

Apollo's anger was gone, and he was still very happy.