021. Ambition
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The rapids slapped my body, and I pulled hard at his arms to try to break free from his shackles, but even though I already had some strength, I could feel that I still couldn't face the powerful Poseidon head-on.
Since there is no way to kill it with one blow, I can only continue to lie in wait and wait until it reveals its weakest point before taking action.
Now, I still need to wait.
"Let me go!"
Even so, when faced with the other party's violent behavior, I still couldn't help but shout at Him angrily.
But He suddenly curled the corners of His mouth towards me, then pulled me and threw me heavily onto the moving carriage. Fortunately, this time I had the protection of strength, and the pain I imagined did not come.
The carriage quickly stopped, and He stood before me, looking down at me. His expression was uncertain, and his calm tone seemed to be brewing something. "What were you doing just now?"
Perhaps it was the power of hope that gave me some confidence. I looked at Him coldly, without showing any dissatisfaction on my face. "I was just talking to a passerby who was asking for directions."
But just as I finished speaking, He suddenly moved even closer to me. However, under my wary gaze, He did not do anything drastic to me. Instead, He turned His palm over and gently touched my cheek with the back of His knuckles, narrowing His eyes suspiciously. "A passerby asking for directions?"
"You have Triton in front and the son of Zeus behind. You are really a slut. Are you trying to seduce every man who sees you?"
He gritted his teeth and whispered in my ear, perhaps thinking that such humiliation and ridicule would make me ashamed, but He looked down on me. I would never hate myself because of the mistakes made by others.
As for what He said, I just found it funny. I am far from being as dissolute and passionate as He is.
However, for men, being promiscuous is something to be proud of, but for women, the opposite is true.
However, I didn't expect that Poseidon, the god of the sea, would know Perseus's identity so easily. But when I think about it, he is the god of the sea second only to Zeus after all, so it seems understandable that he knows this matter.
But in the end, I simply concealed the mockery in my eyes. I raised my hand, and with trembling lips, I kissed His long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles. "Then what is the son of Zeus? You should know that my true debauchery... is only for you to see."
Poseidon raised his eyebrows, as if he hadn't expected me to say that.
His scorching gaze lingered on my lips, his anger seemingly subsiding slightly at my words. He gently stroked the peak of my soft lips with his thumb and said meaningfully, "Medusa, you must know that your sharp tongue could very well harm you."
"With the protection of Poseidon, the god of the sea, who would harm me?"
As I spoke, my hand roamed affectionately over his handsome face, and I sneered contemptuously, "Is it Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom? Or... Zeus, the king of gods?"
But where He couldn't see, I tapped my fingers in the water, and strange spots of light suddenly appeared, and then quietly slipped into His mouth and nose.
It embodies unrealistic and blind hopes... What better time than right now to incite Poseidon, the god of the sea, to ignite his rebellious heart and let him seek his own death?
I hope to unleash a powerful force, but I may not necessarily win when facing these powerful gods directly. Hope can also be a subtle change, which makes it much easier for me.
But suddenly, before I could react, Poseidon, the god of the sea, grabbed my rebellious hand tightly and looked at me warily.
He must have sensed something, but perhaps he wasn't sure. I was frightened by his deep and dark gaze and couldn't help but look away for a moment.
“—look at me!”
Who would have thought that Poseidon's tone suddenly changed? His voice was so cold and indifferent that it seemed to eat away at me. "You may not know that Athena, the one you once believed in, came here today to ask me to pay attention to you... Tell me, while I was away, what else did you do that even the great Athena had to pay attention to? Hmm?"
He forcefully turned my face towards me, forcing my eyes, which had been looking away, to look back at Him.
I guess Poseidon might have sensed some movement when I gained the power of hope, but he left the ocean and without the perception of the ocean, he couldn't determine the truth.
"No."
Of course I couldn't admit it, not only because it might put me in a more dangerous situation, but also because I might implicate the sea goddess Thalassa who was helping me.
"Yeah?"
Poseidon, the god of the sea, clearly expressed deep suspicion. He glanced at the adorable dolphins hovering around us, then smiled at me and said, "Perhaps a creature will prove your innocence for you."
My body suddenly stiffened, especially when I suddenly remembered that Triton once mentioned casually that dolphins are informants of the sea. His mother Amphitrite had originally hidden at the end of the sea, but the dolphins brought Poseidon, the god of the sea, to find her.
Obviously, these cute-looking dolphins would not make me an exception to the informant, and Poseidon would definitely find out my whereabouts eventually.
Sure enough, after the dolphin's sharp and piercing cry, Poseidon's expression changed. He sneered and looked at me with his narrow eyes. "What are you doing in that bottomless trench?"
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Poseidon, the god of the sea, did not understand that if Medusa's beauty before was fragile and decaying, then today she was radiant, bright and charming.
Not only that, her obedience and flattery made the irritated Poseidon feel a little happy. Even though he had seen Medusa talking to Perseus, the son of Zeus, with a smile on her face before, his anger gradually disappeared.
Yes, her debauchery belonged only to him. Even though Perseus' eyes were almost glued to Medusa's naked white skin, what could he do?
Perseus is just a demigod. Even if he is the son of Zeus, how can he compete with him?
No!
Not only the son of Zeus, but also the sanctimonious Athena and the cunning and sinister Zeus...
He is the one who should be the king of the gods of Mount Olympus, and they can only crawl at his feet and bow down to him!
As soon as this thought came to mind, Poseidon, the god of the sea, felt something was wrong. However, although he was a powerful god, he could not explain this feeling. After all, he did have this idea.
At this, he suddenly remembered Athena's "kind" reminder before. Once he became suspicious, he couldn't stop, especially when he found out that Medusa had been to the bottom of the trench where Pontus was after he left. The angry Poseidon was about to start his attack.
But Poseidon did not expect that Medusa in front of him would suddenly change her attitude. A look of pain suddenly appeared on her beautiful face, and her calm eyes were filled with pitiful boredom and numbness.
She smiled faintly, but that smile was filled with despair, and slowly said, "Triton told me before that it is the most dangerous place on the seabed."
His cold gaze turned to Poseidon, whose expression was still grim. "I know I can't change my ridiculous fate. If that's the case, I'd rather die than become a puppet of gods like you!"
"But..." Medusa closed her eyes, revealing a gentle yet helpless face, as if she was sobbing silently. "I swam hard to the deepest part of the trench, determined to end my life before fate arrived. But I never expected that a warm current would always hinder me."
"Finally, I lost all my strength, but was carried to the bright sea surface by this warm current, and I survived."
As he spoke, Medusa suddenly reached out her hand and, as if truly tamed, obediently rested her furry head against the strong chest of Poseidon. "I suddenly understand what you said before. Accepting my fate is indeed my only option. At this moment, my only hope of survival is to rely on you, the majestic and handsome one."
She raised her slender neck, her dark purple hair fluttering, her slender and petite body leaning in his arms, her blue eyes looking deeply at Poseidon, the god of the sea, in front of her, and he clearly saw his own reflection in her eyes.
"Great Poseidon, I have never met a god like you. I am willing to give you my whole body and soul. I only ask for your kindness and protection throughout my life."
Medusa's eyes were slightly red, as if the god in front of her was really her only life-saving straw. She held His handsome and cold face and kissed His thin lips carefully.
The suspicious sea god Poseidon would naturally not easily believe the one-sided words of the woman in front of him, even if these words seemed to be truly from the heart, even if the fire in her eyes seemed to have really disappeared, he still remained skeptical.
That was where Pontus was, why would she go there to seek death?
What's more, Medusa is different from all the women he has ever seen. She is so unwilling to give up that she can even seduce other men to achieve her goals. How could she choose to die so easily?
Therefore, it is very likely that she made up this lie in order to deceive herself.
But even so, Poseidon, the god of the sea, still looked down on the humble Medusa from the bottom of his heart. He also knew that the former ruler of the sea, Pontos, would never do anything to betray the gods for this distant descendant, so he never thought that she would cause much trouble.
Perhaps, after discovering that resistance was indeed futile, she might have really accepted her fate.
Not only that, but at this moment, Poseidon's entire attention was drawn to Medusa's soft body and her wandering hands. Her long, slender legs were wrapped around him, and her moving moans were like the most melodious singing voice of a siren in the sea, captivating everyone...
At least at this moment, Poseidon, who always loves novelty and dislikes old things, enjoyed Medusa's sudden obedience and willingness very much, so he didn't bother to investigate further.
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