Zeus does not want to be the king of gods in Greece

"Take me to see."

Chrisius was also interested, although he also knew that his captains of the guards were not very good people, but these rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs were already the best candidates that could be found within a hundred miles.

If you can bring that person under your command...

Over the years, he has never forgotten the fear that Zeus brought to Chrisius. If his life can be guaranteed, then it is not impossible for him to pay a little more.

"Yes."

Under the leadership of the guards, Chrisius quickly saw the young strong man who had stepped off the ring, but the moment he saw him, Chrisius turned pale with fright.

That smile and the pink hair made Chrissius seem to see Dana's shadow at that moment. If it wasn't for the gender difference between the two, Chrissius would have mistaken the boy in front of him for Dana.

"Why is it so similar?"

Chrisius looked at this pink-haired boy who defeated the challengers one by one, this strength gradually made Chrisius stack him with the figure of Zeus.

Although the pink-haired boy was still much worse than the Jupiter of the year, this sense of familiarity and trembling awakened the terrifying memory in Chrisius' heart.

Is he Dana's child?

If it was a normal old man, the teacher would be very happy when he saw his grandson for the first time, but Chrisius was very flustered.

He remembered the prophecy of the priest of the Three Fate Sisters.

He will be killed by his daughter's children, and his throne will be usurped by the other party.

A creepy feeling of terror struck again, and a distorted thought in Chrisius' mind began to grow wildly.

That's right, it's not because Dana didn't come to take revenge these years, and it's not because she stayed with her back then because she took into account the relationship between father and daughter. This is her complete revenge on herself.

Chrisius expelled Dana into exile because of the slander, and the reason was because of that damned prophecy. Since Chrisius believed in the prophecy so much, let the prophecy come true.

"This child is here to kill me, to take my throne."

When this idea occupied his mind, Chrisius couldn't accommodate other things in his mind.

Those who deal with others with the greatest malice will also speculate about others with the greatest malice. Chrisius is obviously such a character.

The filial piety with Dana's father and daughter back then was only because Dana didn't touch his core interests.

Once Dana is related to his core interests, he will definitely turn his face on the spot. This is the truth of Dana's exile back then.

More than ten years have passed, and it is clear that Chrisius's nature is easy to change. Once he encounters an issue involving his core interests, he cannot deal with it calmly.

Before, there was still something in my mind to keep the other party as my subordinate, but now my mind is full of how to cook to kill the boy in front of me and eradicate future troubles.

......

"It's really boring."

If Perseus was still interested in Argos and the powerhouses of Greece before, then he is starting to feel a little bored now.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he actually thinks that Greece is...too poor.

Perseus naturally brought a lot of valuable things with him when he went out. Although he was a prince, he didn't have much material desires. He originally planned to come here to be a boy of good fortune, make good acquaintances with good fortune, and seek advice from some strong men. , and finally challenge Medusa.

That's right, although Perseus came to Greece to become famous, in his heart, Medusa is still a formidable enemy that needs to be defeated. If he can't even defeat a woman, then he, a great hero, is also a great hero. It doesn't make sense either.

"Hello, warrior."

Just when Perseus was about to pack up his things and leave, a guard stopped his way, and he seemed to be the army of the city-state by his attire.

"I shouldn't have broken the law, right? I didn't kill anyone just now."

Although Perseus did not attack seriously at the beginning, he thought that Greece was full of Medusa-level powerhouses, so he injured many people at the beginning.

Fortunately, he stopped in time, no one was killed, and he paid a lot of medical expenses afterwards. Logically speaking, there is no need for the soldiers to embarrass him.

"Warrior, you are too worried. Our majesty the king has seen your bravery and wants to make friends with you. Please don't refuse."

"Befriend?"

Perseus frowned slightly. He was also born in the royal family, so he naturally understood that although the royal family needs to manage contacts, not everyone can appreciate it.

He thinks that he just came to Greece, and his martial arts skills can't even beat a priestess of the temple of Athena. If he is the king of Argos, he probably has no interest in making friends with such a person.

"Your majesty saw the battle between you and our captain of the guard just now. Your strength is beyond doubt. Please don't refuse."

The guard seemed to see Perseus's hesitation, but he couldn't help but feel a little anxious because of his orders.

If this person can't be brought over, it's hard to say whether he can see the sun tomorrow.

"I see, I'll go back and tidy up a bit before I follow you to the palace."

Perseus thought that the people he defeated just now, let alone one against a hundred, could also be said to be local hooligans.

I didn't expect that Argos needed these people to be the captain of the guard. One can imagine how weak this city-state is.

It seems that this city is just a city that focuses on business, and there is no strong force to sit in it. No wonder the king wants to win him over.

But Perseus didn't intend to stay like this.

If he really wants to be rich and famous, then he doesn't need to travel this far away at all, wouldn't it be good to just be his own dandy in Rome?

Of course, as a royal family, Perseus would not be rude enough not to give face to the king of the city-state.

......

"Your Majesty, Perseus has agreed to come to the palace for a banquet."

Chrisius listened to the soldier's report, he didn't pay attention to the soldier's words, just muttered: "Perseus, is your name?"

At this time, Chrisius was also very hesitant, and now he didn't know why he wanted to see the other party at this time.

It's about breaking the boat and getting rid of the opponent before Perseus kills himself.

It's better to see the grandson I have never seen before, to ask Dana how she is doing recently, and to follow a god, I think the life now is not bad.

"Stand back, everything is going according to the original plan."

"Yes."

The soldiers retreated, and Chrisius, who was left alone, was still hesitating.

Reason told him that he didn't need to do this.

If the other party is really Jupiter's child, is he really capable of taking him down? Even if he really kills Perseus, how should Jupiter deal with him if he comes to settle accounts with him?

Chrisius didn't have an answer, because no matter what the result was, he couldn't make a judgment, but he still did it.

He cannot lose power. When a person has been soaked in the poison of power for a lifetime, then he cannot adapt to life outside.

Power is what they live for, and enjoyment is the creed of life. Standing on a high place, they can wantonly look down on the ants below them and laugh at their mediocrity.

Chrisius is such a person, and what such people are most afraid of is losing their power. When they degenerate into what they call "the mediocre people", they will go crazy without anyone mocking them. .

Chapter 230 Self-fulfilling prophecy

"Is this the palace of Argos?"

Under the leadership of the attendants, Perseus looked at this so-called palace, which is a bit too hip.

"That's right, although it's not as big as it was back then, we Argos still persevered in such battles, and the future Argos will definitely thrive."

Perseus hid his thoughts very well, and the attendants at the side thought that Perseus was amazed at the scale of their palace, and Zeus had not continued to maintain that kind of sustainable bad performance over the years, not just Al Goss The whole of Greece is moving towards a steady and positive trend.

"then?"

Perseus was keenly aware of this key word. If he guessed correctly, the so-called year should be the time when Rome retreated from Greece.

Is this the reason why the mother asked herself to leave Argos as soon as possible?

"That's right, it was a great battle that year, everyone should know about it."

The guard looked at Perseus with some doubts. Didn't he even know which valley this boy came from?

"Of course I know, it's just that I was not born back then, and I always listened to what my parents said about me."

"Then my story here will be much more exciting."

"How wonderful?"

Perseus became interested. He was very interested in what happened to his parents when they were young.

"In other places, it's just a battle between humans and humans, but in Argos, there have been gods fighting."

That's because he's not much older than Perseus, and many things come from hearsay.

As the guards approached slowly, the evil god Jupiter coveted Princess Dana's beauty and came to take it forcibly. Argos' army was no match for the gods, but fortunately the king worshiped the sea god on weekdays. The coming of winter drove away the evil god. Although Princess Dana was not rescued, the city-state was still preserved.

"The battle that Argos has experienced is beyond the imagination of those city-states on the earth. Although the loss is heavy, it is also our glory."

The guard seems to be proud of this, he listened to the teachings of the elders, these are as unshakable as the truth to him.

But Perseus frowned slightly. Jupiter and Dana were his biological parents, and they respected each other as guests on weekdays. How could their encounter come from such brutal acts of violence.

Besides, Jupiter was a god-king of the Roman generation, even if he really had an interest and sexual interest in a mortal girl, he wouldn't use such a low-level method anyway.

Insulting our god-king of Rome?

Chrisius, right, grandpa, I remember you little brat.

Although Perseus knew that this guy named Chrisius was probably his grandfather, so what?

If he really has a good relationship with his mother, why hasn't his mother mentioned this grandfather once in all these years?

Apparently, father's trouble with Argos was definitely not what these people in front of him said. I will torture them in a while. If they can't say one, two, three, then Perseus can only do as the Romans do, and then grow out of blue up.

After all, Rome was strictly developed by some Greeks, and the "traditional virtues" of Greece must not be lost.

"First time meeting, young warrior, please take your seat."

Entering the hall, Perseus saw Chrisius sitting on the top seat. It was a white-haired old man with a peaceful expression, as if he had found someone in Perseus. figure.

"Why is Your Majesty looking at me like that?"

"You are very similar to that daughter of mine."

Chrisius didn't hide it, apparently he was certain in his heart that the young man in front of him was Dana's son, that is, his grandson.

"Son, what's your name?"

"Perseus."

"Perseus, where is your mother? I haven't seen her for so many years, to be honest, I miss her a little bit."

Chrisius was still smiling, as if it was just a couple of grandparents chatting at this moment.

"How can Your Majesty determine that my mother is your daughter? I just heard about the incident on the road, which is completely different from what I know."

"Really? Actually, you can also imagine that some lies must exist. In the face of the entire city-state, I can't let go of remarks that are not conducive to my rule."

At this time, Chrisius basically opened the skylight to speak out.

"For some reason, I believed in a prophecy, which said that my daughter would give birth to a child, and that child would kill me, and I would take everything away from me."

Chrisius briefly told Perseus what happened that year.

In Chrisius' mouth, this story restored the original appearance of the incident as much as possible, and he also freely admitted that he exiled Dana and sent troops to encircle and suppress it later because of his own selfish desires.

Chrisius seemed to see something, but he didn't see it completely, only a little bit.

"Since you know that you were wrong back then, why do you keep making mistakes again and again? Do you think the tricks that were useless on my father can work on me?"

Perseus was mentally prepared before he sat down, and had already started observing the surroundings.

The position of many guards is very problematic, and although the palace is a place that needs to be heavily guarded, but for the city-state, there should be more guards on the city wall.

Now Perseus still feels that there are more guards in the palace than when he entered the city before, it is obvious that Chrisius has temporarily dispatched troops, and the purpose is self-evident.

"Probably not, in fact, I have already felt it, but ah..."

Chrisius drank the wine in the glass, and then threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground. With the sound of the wine glass falling to the ground, soldiers armed to the teeth came out one by one. Obviously, this was a grand feast.

"Some things, even if they are clear, there is nothing you can do. You are Dana's son and Jupiter's son. In the future, you will definitely understand my feelings."

"Who knows what you say?"

Perseus didn't understand. As a prince, Dana had also taught him the art of being an emperor, so he naturally understood that Chrisius was absolutely stupid at this time.

"You will understand, as long as you can survive today, then you will definitely understand how pleasant this feeling of holding power is, and when this power is about to slip away, the feeling of anxiety is indescribable of."

Chrisius finally held the sword in his hand again after many years.

Power has corroded him in all directions, the ambitions of the past are long gone, and the feelings he once had are also gone.