I, Former Embers, Now Greek God of Fire

"I said, that's it? That's it? That's it?"

Athena almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

Looking at Hephaestus who seemed to be taking it for granted, Athena covered her head, and she suddenly understood why those guys who shouted "Praise Vulcan" all day became like this.

This wave, this wave is the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked!

"Tsk tsk tsk, I think you don't understand at all. You are the goddess of wisdom and war. I think you are the goddess of fools and foolishness."

"Who is a fool and a foolish goddess!"

Ignoring Athena's protest, Hephaestus looked at her with caring eyes for the mentally retarded, and shook his head helplessly: "Since you know that you are the goddess of wisdom and war, then be smart."

"You have to figure out one thing first."

Hephaestus said earnestly: "Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. Let me ask you, is this sentence wrong?"

"Yes."

Athena nodded.

"If it's right, why do you think they did it wrong?"

Seeing that Athena agreed, Hephaestus took the opportunity to ask back.

"what?"

Athena was a little confused, but she reacted immediately and shook her head violently: "No, no, this is different. I mean there is a problem with their methods, not their attitude."

"That's how you look, Athena."

Hephaestus walked up to Athena, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Athena, my lovely little niece, you must know that you are not only the goddess of wisdom, but also the goddess of war. War is never above board."

He looked directly into her eyes, and said in a low voice: "The so-called war means that the two sides will exhaust their resourcefulness, exhaust their bravery, and place all their bets on each other. , can no longer threaten myself."

"Only dead enemies are good enemies."

"Winners write history, losers make history."

"As long as you can get the result you want, how important is the process?"

Hephaestus gave an example from the experience of his previous life.

"For example, if there is an enemy you can't fight against that blocks your way forward, you must move forward, and if you must hit this enemy to move forward, what will you choose?"

Hearing this question, Athena replied subconsciously: "I will choose another way to defeat the opponent, or see if I can make a detour."

"What if there is only one way, and you have to defeat him to pass, and you can't fight him at all? Which method can you change?"

Athena worked hard to run her brain, she always felt that something was wrong, but nothing seemed wrong.

Soon, she thought of a way.

"Uh...then, set up a trap?"

"Yes, that's right"

Seeing that Athena was gradually catching up with his thinking rhythm, Hephaestus nodded in satisfaction and said, "Dig a pit to make a trap to lure him over, then pour mud into the pit and let him drown in it."

"Wait, pour mud and drown what..."

"Or pretend to be a bush or something, and when he turns around or passes by, he will give him a fast, accurate and ruthless backstab at the waist."

"what?"

"Or smear poison on the flying knife, and keep flying his kite with the flying knife until he is poisoned to death."

"No ..."

"You can also use the blind spot of your sight to blow his head off with a hammer at the moment he doesn't notice."

"Ehhh??"

Hephaestus spread his hands and pouted at the stunned Athena: "Look, if you think about it this way, will there be more solutions?"

"When thinking about things, you must learn to jump out of the frame, so that you may be able to solve your own dilemma from unexpected angles."

"Forehead……"

Athena froze for a moment, looking at the calm Hephaestus, feeling faintly as if she had touched some gate.

"So, judging from the final results, those human beings won. They got the sacrifices they wanted at the lowest cost. They were able to return to their homes one by one, and see their family and friends. They The compatriots of the country can also be continued, so do you think they are worth it?"

Hephaestus said to Athena earnestly: "Athena, you must know that the so-called justice is for one's own people, and for the enemy, it can only be more despicable, shameless and indecent. The effect, you can do whatever you want, this is the backstab of justice, the poisonous knife of justice, as long as it is good for one's own people, it is justice! Other justice is not even fart!"

"Is this justice?"

Athena lowered her head and muttered to herself.

Hephaestus' words completely opened the door to a new world for her. At first, she felt that this seemed wrong, but now she felt that there was nothing wrong.

After all, didn't that guy Zeus win his father Cronus by playing tricks?

If you can't win a head-to-head confrontation, if you want to win, isn't it normal to change the method and method?

As long as you can win, as long as you can achieve the result you want, isn't that all right?

If that's the case, why do you still have to worry about it?

Humans have indeed obtained the result they wanted most at the lowest cost, so shouldn't they be praised?Why should I be angry?

If human beings really do what they thought before, can they really be as happy as they are now?

Athena thought for a long time, and gradually, she felt that she had realized something.

But when she came back to her senses, she found that Hephaestus had disappeared, and there was a sound of ding ding dong dong coming from a distance.

Where is Hephaestus?

Athena followed the sound and looked for it, but saw Hephaestus in an open space, holding a chisel and a hammer, beating on a huge stone carving.

Ferocious head, thick long horns, slender neck, strong limbs, muscular body, and thick and long tail.

Just standing in front of the stone sculpture, Athena seemed to feel a barbaric atmosphere rushing towards her face, and the statue seemed to be just sleeping and might wake up anytime, anywhere.

She raised her head and murmured subconsciously: "What is this?"

"Why, can't you see this?"

Hephaestus heard her talking to himself, turned his head and glanced at her, and said casually, "This is a dragon."

Chapter 35 Who Brought My Head?!

"dragon?"

Athena looked at the stone sculpture carefully for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "If it's a dragon, why does it only have one head? And the body is also weird."

"Forehead…"

After hearing Athena's words, Hephaestus paused for a moment.

Most of the monsters called dragons that are active on the land today are weird-shaped guys, and the most notable feature is that they have a lot of heads, and the more heads they have, the stronger their fighting power will be.

But the dragon carved by Hephaestus is not the case. Not to mention only one head, although the body is strong, it is also slender. If you look closely, you will find that its figure is very similar to that of a human.

The stone dragon carved by Hephaestus is a descendant of an ancient dragon named Midil. It was one of his defeats in his previous life, and it took him a little effort to solve it.

However, compared to its ancestors, Midil has already been resolved,

Hephaestus shook his head to shake off this thread of thoughts, and said lightly: "You just think this is my impromptu creation, it's just a stone sculpture anyway."

Anyway, I was just feeling the situation, because of the increase in [users], I unconsciously thought of the glorious years in the past, so my hands itch a little.

Originally, the stone carving was almost finished. After spending a little time to finalize the final details, Hephaestus took two steps back and admired his work with satisfaction.

And Athena, who was standing beside him, was stunned by this lifelike statue.

Ferocious head, sharp dagger-like teeth, huge wings covering the sky, powerful limbs, slender and powerful body, these elements combine to form a unique charm , a creature that perfectly blends two words, scary and beautiful, that should be diametrically opposed.

Is such a creature really just a fantasy of Hephaestus?

Athena couldn't help but think this way.

She looked at Hephaestus beside her, but saw a little nostalgic look on his face, her lips moved, but she remained silent in the end.

It was obvious that Hephaestus was by her side, but she suddenly felt that he was far away from him.

This inexplicable feeling made her subconsciously reach out and hold Hephaestus' palm.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Hephaestus turned his head and looked at Athena with some doubts.

"It's nothing."

Athena shook her head and smiled at Hephaestus: "Now that you have finished the work, let's go, I still have something to ask you."

"Huh? What's the matter? Are you not going back to the human side?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's talk about it after leaving here. As for the human beings, they are already on the right track, so I don't need to worry about it anymore, and there is still Prometheus."

"Tsk, you failed to imitate Athena."

As the footsteps of Hephaestus and Athena gradually drifted away, the place became quiet again. The huge stone sculptures stood quietly on the ground, and the carved heads watched their backs disappear into the corner. .

then…

Then the stone-carved eyeballs rolled.

………………

Meanwhile, Mount Olympus, the Pantheon.

It's a happy scene as always.

The gods were unrestrained, enjoying the sacrifices of humans on the earth to their heart's content.

Every god had a flush of excitement on his face.

On that throne, the great king of the gods and his favorite queen watched all of this, and the handsome god king had a gentle smile on his face, looking at everything in front of him with interest.

Some nymph fairies or goddesses who had drunk too much noticed the gaze of the king of gods. Their brains were flooded with alcohol, and they sat next to the king of gods regardless of the queen, and boldly met the king of gods.

At the moment when their eyes crossed, they were captured by the charm of His Majesty the God King, showing fascinated or provocative expressions.

And what rewarded them was the divine king's smile full of hints.