024. Care
Facing Perseus, who might be here to kill me, I suddenly realized that even the sea god Poseidon, whom I hated, was nothing.
Only then did I realize that the dream had left such a terrible shadow on me. Clearly, up to this point, Perseus had not caused me any substantial harm. In fact, from the conversation I vaguely overheard, I even discovered that he seemed to be here to save me.
But I am still afraid of this young man who is destined to kill me, and I am afraid that this moment of peace is only temporary.
If I am willing to die for revenge, then now that nothing has changed, I am more eager to create more possibilities by surviving.
Fortunately, the worst did not happen, and now I still have a chance.
But the sense of urgency in my heart also became stronger. I had to hurry up to avoid falling into the situation I least wanted to see.
I was about to say something when I suddenly realized that the environment I was in had changed. Poseidon, the god of the sea, didn't seem to care about Perseus who was thrown ashore by him, nor did he care about the injured nymphs. Instead, he was just like what I said before, like a wild animal in heat but cruel, and he suddenly pressed me down on the table.
My back felt cold and hard, and I subconsciously wanted to step back because of the discomfort, but His hands kept tightly gripping my waist, and He even pulled me towards Him without any explanation.
After what happened before, I knew that the more I resisted, the more excited He would become, and it would be difficult to end it all quickly. Considering that although my back was a little sore, my body was tired and happy, I calmly looked at the exquisite carvings and structures above the palace, silently accepting everything Poseidon said.
He seemed deeply dissatisfied with my indifference. His handsome face before me revealed a deep sense of arrogance and cunning. Suddenly, he whispered in my ear with a voice as cold and venomous as a venomous snake, "What are you thinking about? That foolish and weak son of Zeus?"
I was already lost in thought. Perhaps because He was trying to prove His strength, His superior skills and radical actions only made me sink deeper into the quagmire. So, I just frowned in confusion and glanced at Him, "Even if... I'm thinking about him, so what?"
But soon, I noticed that a dangerous expression that frightened me immediately appeared on His face, which made me shudder and force myself to wake up.
At this moment, I simply didn't want to argue or argue with Him. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and He clearly had no intention of letting me go anytime soon. I simply didn't want to waste my energy and strength like this, so before He got angry, I quickly lowered my eyes and chuckled, "Didn't you hear just now? He's here to kill me, right?"
Hearing what I said, Poseidon's movements suddenly slowed down meticulously, and for some reason he began to laugh softly. His laughter made his chest vibrate, and I couldn't help but tremble from the delicate and dense caress. I bit my thenar and almost cried with excitement.
"What kind of lies did you tell to deceive that foolish son of Zeus into thinking you were an innocent and pitiful woman, and how dare you come to provoke me..." He chuckled and stroked my painful face.
I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear his belittlement and ridicule of me. As a high and mighty god, whatever Poseidon said was right. As for me... I was born wrong.
"What do you think will happen when he sees your true face?"
"Hate you? Kill you?"
His hands slowly moved to my mouth and nose. With just a little force, he could easily take away my ability to breathe. Even though I already had strength, it would still not be difficult for him to crush me to death.
"You should know that it was me who protected you and allowed you to continue living. Think carefully about yourself. You should be grateful to me from the bottom of your heart."
I opened my eyes and looked deeply at Him, trying to memorize His sinister expression as He belittled and manipulated me. But I couldn't really express my feelings. "Of course, my respected Poseidon, God of the Sea, you saved me from this terrible situation. How could I not be grateful to you?"
As I said this, I reached out and held Him tightly in my arms, trying to hide the disgust in my eyes. I squeezed Him, kissed Him, and tried my best to please Him so that He could feel my "gratitude"...
I don't know how long it was, so long that I was exhausted and even wanted to fall asleep, when I finally heard His breathing getting heavier. He suddenly stopped moving, and a warmth that I hated rushed into my body. Seeing the sigh and satisfaction on His face, I realized that now was my chance to instigate Him.
Having calmed down, I turned around, propped up my head, and looked up at Him. As if something had suddenly occurred to me, I spoke in a hoarse, lazy voice, "By the way..."
But what I didn't expect was that Poseidon didn't bother to pay attention to what I said. I don't know what aroused his greed again. His eyes were red with impatience again, and he reached out and hugged me.
I frowned, reaching out to push him away while hurriedly saying, "My respected Poseidon, God of the Sea, I suddenly can't help but think that Perseus holding the treasure of the gods must have Zeus's intention behind it..."
"...So?" He lowered his head and bit my lower lip, with a strange smile in his eyes, as if he was patiently waiting for me to reveal my true identity.
But I also reached out to cup His face, my fingertips flickering with golden stars once again. I narrowed my eyes and said meaningfully, "It seems that your strength has even made the God King Zeus wary... So, please protect yourself well, lest the insidious and cunning Zeus attack you in secret."
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Poseidon, the god of the sea, doesn't like anyone coveting his things, even if he might get tired of it in the future.
Whether discarding or destroying, only He has the power to decide and control.
The same goes for Medusa in front of him.
He was very displeased by being spied on repeatedly by his son Triton and nephew Perseus. Even though he knew in his heart that these were all clumsy tricks played by Medusa, he still cared.
Even gods cannot escape such bad habits. Even if they abandon something at first, once they find that many people are fighting for it, it will definitely arouse everyone's attention and concern, which is definitely the best.
What's more, Medusa is indeed smart and beautiful. As long as she wants, she can even make the mighty Poseidon, the god of the sea, feel extremely happy and fresh. Even when she is as cold as ice, she is an alternative temptation to the person or god who possesses her.
Her every smile and frown seemed to carry a subtle charm, and she was even more charming when she had evil thoughts. Poseidon could guess that the brilliance revealed in her eyes just tickled the hearts of all men who looked at her. Even after Poseidon had fully possessed her, his greed would still be aroused by her coquettish eyes and movements, as if she was born with a charming body and was destined to be a disaster wherever she went.
However, this disaster is now in His hands, and He will not allow her to have the strength to stir up any trouble.
Therefore, when Medusa finished speaking, Poseidon saw through her thoughts at a glance, but even so, he could not help but frowning as he was wary of her.
Poseidon suddenly felt as if something had magnified his suspicion and ambition, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that this was clearly a thought that already existed in his mind, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
The Medusa in front of him looked at him sincerely, her rosy and plump lips slightly parted to reveal her white teeth, and her clear blue eyes seemed to be filled with endless affection. Her slender fingers touched Poseidon's cheek vaguely. If he were an ordinary man, he would definitely indulge in such tenderness and ignore all the things that were wrong.
But Poseidon was not like that. He was also well aware of Medusa's rebelliousness. She had said similar things before, most likely to sow discord between him and the King of Gods Zeus - although there were indeed undercurrents between them. Poseidon was very dissatisfied with his brother, the King of Gods, and he desperately wanted to replace him.
But even if He really wanted to take action, Poseidon would definitely be fully prepared and planned.
Therefore, he did not care about Medusa's instigation. After all, how could he be easily instigated by Medusa with just words?
However, when Medusa mentioned him in front of him, Poseidon strangely felt dissatisfaction and anger towards Zeus at that moment, and couldn't wait to pull the king of gods down from his throne.
Poseidon, the god of the sea, ultimately didn't take this feeling to heart, nor did he show any displeasure. Instead, he held her hand, lowered his head seriously, and kissed her fair knuckles with a conceited smile, "More reminders from you."
The Medusa in front of him also smiled faintly, but her dark eyes were filled with a hint of hallucination and desire. Her lips and teeth were ambiguously stuck together and she opened her mouth to make a mouth shape that sounded like a blessing but also like poison.
“Good luck, my...KING.”
She said silently.
Poseidon is the ruler of the sea, so using the word King does not seem to be wrong, but in fact, they both know what the word king means.
But strangely, the meaning behind this word seemed to truly emerge before Poseidon's eyes. He vaguely saw himself sitting on the summit of Olympus, and saw all the gods, including the defeated Zeus, bowing to him and ruling everything in the world...
Unprecedented levels of complacency and impulsiveness filled him, causing Poseidon's entire body to tremble with excitement, his mind racing with wild thoughts.
However, for Poseidon, this feeling did not last long. He slowly closed his eyes, and after all his emotions had subsided and hidden, he looked at Medusa who was quietly looking at him.
Is there something that has changed about Medusa, or is she simply a demon who is adept at seducing out the deepest desires buried in the hearts of both humans and gods?
Poseidon released his hand that was holding Medusa's lower back, and suddenly looked at her face, her eyes, her lips seriously...trying to find out what was different about her.
But He had already seen every part of her body clearly. Even a powerful person like Poseidon did not detect any obvious power from her body. He did not notice anything until Medusa became unhappy.
It was obvious... Poseidon was overthinking it.
"My respected Poseidon, I really don't like you looking at me like this, as if you have determined that I am a scheming woman."
After she finished saying this, she gathered up her clothes that were torn by him again with a cold face, and without paying any attention to Poseidon's expression, she dragged her tired body and swam out tremblingly.
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Poseidon lowered his suspicious and displeased eyes, and his mind couldn't help but recall his uncontrollable crazy thoughts. He couldn't help but frown in confusion, but as he thought about it, he couldn't help but think of Medusa's slender and exquisite back when she left.
At the same time, a little nymph guarding the door noticed Medusa leaving, and suddenly left as well, turning around to inform the leading nymph Hylia.
But Helia was listless at this moment, sighing, "Oh, let her go."
The little nymph swam back and forth anxiously, pulling her arm, "Sister Hylia, if you don't go now, His Majesty the Sea God will forget you!"
Although Helia was naive, facing such urgent urging, she suddenly became sensitive and soon noticed a trace of yearning and admiration on the little nymph's face.
For a moment, Helia was a little unhappy and said unhappily, "You go if you want to go. I'm not going anyway."
"Ah?" The little nymph's face suddenly turned red, but her body floated in the same place, hesitating, as if she wanted to go but was embarrassed. "Why do you want me to go?"
Seeing that the other party seemed to have unusual feelings for Poseidon, the god of the sea, Helia recalled how he had been toyed with and belittled by him for so many years, but he still infatuatedly put all his emotions on him, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed.
Somehow, perhaps because he had finally come to his senses after being reminded by his mother, Helia reminded the little nymph with kindness and sighs.
"Little Susa, His Majesty the Sea God has no shortage of women around him. He accepts all who come to him, but he never takes any woman seriously. I have served him for so many years but it is of no avail. Besides, the Queen of the Sea should understand."
Due to Hylia's identity, Susa didn't say anything, but she felt a little dissatisfied in her heart. Medusa, who came from the land, fascinated the majestic sea god, so why couldn't she do it?
Helia saw that Susa clearly didn't listen at all, so she didn't bother to persuade her anymore, "Forget it, whatever you want, just go away and leave me alone!"
"Then I..." The little nymph looked at Helia timidly.
Helia ignored her and turned around to do her own thing.
Susha was secretly delighted. After leaving Helia's room, she swam quickly to the door of the bedroom of His Majesty the Sea God. She shyly adjusted her clothes and then swam in slowly.
The tall and handsome sea god Poseidon's clothes were a little disheveled at this time, and there were still traces of love and desire in his eyes. His frown seemed to be thinking about something, and his whole body was filled with an aura of indifference.
But even so, in the eyes of the innocent little nymph Susa, the lazy Him was so charming that she wanted to throw herself into the fire at all costs.
So, she swam over carefully and said considerately, "Your Majesty, the Sea God, let me sort out your clothes."
Poseidon, the god of the sea, suddenly cast a cold glance at her and said in annoyance, "Get lost."
Susa panicked. In the past, she had always seen Poseidon standing majestically on a golden chariot, ruling the sea with dignity. This was the first time she had faced such a violent Poseidon.
So she immediately changed the subject in panic, subconsciously trying to pass the blame, "Your Highness Poseidon, I'm not here for anything else, but for Sister Hylia. She hasn't seen you for a long time and misses you terribly, so she sent me here."
Poseidon scoffed, finally focusing his attention on her, "Oh, really?"
Susa was young and hadn't experienced much. It was also her first time talking to the god of the sea. She forgot that Poseidon was omniscient and omnipotent under the sea and continued to make up lies. "Yes! You and Medusa are entangled every day. Sister Hylia cries almost every day. Everyone says you must be deeply fascinated by Medusa!"
He remained silent, tapping rhythmically with his slender fingertips. His angular and indifferent face made Susa stare at him for a long time with a blushing face.
Poseidon obviously didn't care about the Hylia part of the conversation, but instead focused on the latter part, narrowing his eyes dangerously, "I... am bewitched by Medusa?"
"Yes, I also heard that the respected Queen of the Sea was also very sad about this." This time Susha did not lie and hurriedly added.
He raised his eyebrows, as if he found it funny. At the same time, his eyes moved down to the petite and lovely Susa's face. Looking at her clumsy lies and admiring expression, Poseidon seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, his heart moved and a trace of desire was ignited.
Poseidon stretched out his hand and suddenly embraced the blushing little nymph Susa in his arms. Looking at her familiar red lips, he couldn't help but slowly move closer.
What Hylia said was actually not wrong at all. As the ruler of the sea, Poseidon always accepted anyone who came to him. He wanted women who were pretty enough to bear offspring for him. He also wanted the daughter of Oceanus or the daughter of the former Poseidon for political purposes. But to say that Poseidon had true feelings for any woman or goddess was not the truth.
For a long time, Poseidon, the god of the sea, loved only himself and supreme power.
Therefore, facing this little nymph that he had presented to him, he could naturally possess her without any hesitation, just like he had done to Medusa.
However, for Medusa at that time, He was more trying to humiliate Athena, and His possession was filled with more malice and abuse.
Thinking of this, when Poseidon's lips were about to touch the shy and nervous nymph in front of him, he suddenly stopped.
There was pure infatuation and obedient submission in the eyes of this nymph, her cheeks were rosy and her lips were slightly upturned. She was so innocent that one could tell the difference at a glance. Compared to Medusa, she actually made Poseidon suddenly feel a little bored.
It was like after tasting the finest and most novel delicacies, one would lose interest in the common dishes. At least the ordinary little nymph in front of him was not as interesting as the cunning, intelligent and tenacious Medusa.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Susha." Her face was flushed, full of anticipation and joy.
"Susa..." Poseidon's tongue tip touched his jaw lightly, and he stretched out his tone ambiguously, as if he wanted to savor something from the name.
But in the next second, He suddenly let go of Susa and said maliciously and deliberately teasingly to her in front of her surprised gaze, "How could I be interested in a humble and ordinary little nymph like you? Get out of here now."
Susa was stunned. After realizing what happened, her eyes quickly turned red. She covered her face in shame and swam out of the Poseidon's bedroom. One could even faintly hear her sad sobs.
Poseidon smiled, but in the next second, the smile disappeared without warning, and was replaced by an unfathomable expression that only belonged to gods.
His face was hidden in the shadows, his eye sockets were buried in darkness, more like revealing the dark side of his divinity.
After the little nymph's reminder, Poseidon suddenly realized that he had indeed been paying too much attention to Medusa in recent days.
Poseidon, who is ambitious and unwilling to be influenced by anything, naturally does not want to see this influence become bigger and bigger.
But it doesn't matter, Poseidon thought.
Tired of waiting, just kill him.
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