037. Letting Go
When Poseidon, the god of the sea, heard Perseus say that he failed to kill Medusa, he was stunned at first, and then felt relaxed and ecstatic from the bottom of his heart.
He suddenly wanted to laugh, and even wanted to laugh loudly at the cunning Athena beside him, but in the end, he failed to succeed.
But Poseidon didn't have time to dwell on the turbulent emotions he felt about Medusa. He couldn't let Athena discover his true intentions, so he remained calm on the surface and sneered, "It seems Perseus is truly a hopeless case..."
"But the seabed is my territory after all. I will keep Medusa under my care, so you won't have to worry about her."
After saying this, He didn't bother to exchange any more pleasantries with Athena, and couldn't wait to go back to the bottom of the sea to see Medusa.
Athena didn't care about Poseidon's sudden arrival and departure at this time. Faced with such a result, she couldn't help but feel indescribable anger and disappointment in her heart. Perseus' deep and painful confession only made her face gradually darker.
The other side.
Perseus raised his head in pain and looked at the tall, majestic, yet compassionate and sacred statue of Athena in front of the temple, and couldn't help but recall what happened later on the seabed.
Medusa asked him sarcastically at the time why he was still peeking at her body. In fact, she was wrong. Perseus was not only moved by her beautiful body, but he was even obsessed with the smooth feeling left by his hands when he touched her.
And when he learned that the innocent and naive girl in front of him was actually the evil and wanton Medusa mentioned by the gods, Perseus was almost in despair. He had no idea why things turned out like this.
Perseus could never forget her lively and playful way of showing him the way when they first met, the pain of being forced by Poseidon to save her, and even the disgust and contempt when she rejected him. It was just a fleeting glimpse and a few words between them, but in the end, it was like a ruthless closed loop of fate that trapped him.
Perseus did not think that he was a puppet being played around by the gods. In fact, he had vaguely sensed that something was wrong after embarking on this journey. At that time, many women in the Acropolis spoke well of Medusa, and the powerful sea god Poseidon was clearly the cause of the incident. He saw Medusa become a vicious monster and hurt innocent people in his dream, which was something that did not happen.
However, he did not dare to doubt the words of Goddess Athena and the gods, even though he was the son of Zeus, because doubting them was doubting himself. Therefore, Perseus could only choose to deceive himself and continue to complete this mission that would establish his heroic identity.
But under the repeated stimulation of Medusa's words, the deceived and enraged Perseus was not a perfect man after all. He impulsively raised the sword of Ares towards her, trying to stop Medusa's heart-wrenching words. But when he was really about to cut her off, Perseus still hesitated.
Although Perseus is now full of strength and has a completely different identity, he is no longer the little boy who was bullied because of his father... However, Perseus' past life has shaped his inner self. He always remembers how his mother persevered and survived with him despite the world's contempt.
Faced with fate, Danaë said nothing to her son, but she told Perseus everything through her actions and words.
Life in this world is extremely difficult for women. Even men's mistakes will be borne by weak women. But as long as they live strong and optimistically, nothing is insurmountable.
Perseus didn't understand. Facing his innocent mother, he swore that he would do his best to tolerate and protect her, but facing this poor woman who was obviously killed by Poseidon, the god of the sea, he had to choose to kill her?
Is it just because she is a loose and passionate woman?
However, the sanctimonious Perseus could not even resist such beauty and temptation, let alone swear that he had never thought of possessing her. How could he take it for granted that he would shift the blame to Medusa like other people or gods?
Perhaps, it was because of this brief hesitation that Triton and Hylia, the sons of Poseidon, had arrived in time without anyone noticing. Triton quickly swung his fish tail and embraced Medusa, who was almost pointed at by a sword.
Perseus was hit by the sudden water flow and his body swayed uncontrollably, but fortunately Hermes' flying shoes stabilized his body in time, so he was not defeated so easily.
But when he raised his eyes to look at Medusa again, he saw that the beautiful and graceful girl was held in the arms of Triton, who had a human body and a fish tail. She looked very petite, and Triton's slender hands were placed naturally and generously on her slender waist.
At the same time, the surprised Medusa turned her head and met Triton's eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were so different from the ones she was looking at herself. She looked gentle and affectionate.
Triton inherited the handsome face of Poseidon, the god of the sea. Unlike Poseidon's majestic and sharp temperament, he is more delicate and gentle, which makes him a perfect match for the clear and beautiful Medusa.
Perseus didn't even think that he could take this opportunity to use vicious words to confirm Medusa's debauchery again, so as to quickly pull himself out of such self-degradation and become the original righteous Perseus.
But Perseus couldn't do it. He just felt that it was no wonder that she hated him so much. Facing a man like him who wanted to kill her, it was reasonable for her to use any vicious words.
At that moment, he had already retreated, and even began to resent his impulsive attack. Even more resentful was he of these gods, wondering why they had made him the chosen "hero" and pushed the distance between him and Medusa further and further.
But Triton did not give Perseus the chance to repent or change. He was obviously angered by Perseus and blew his conch hard to attack.
When Triton was angry, the power of the conch became extremely strong, and it could easily sweep the water into a crazy roar, but Perseus was no longer the same as before, and such power could not easily hurt him.
But Perseus had already begun to doubt himself and his faith because of Medusa's identity and words, and he was simply unable to continue resisting.
So, Perseus, who was injured and driven away, flew to the Temple of Athena because of the painful struggle and confusion in his heart. He wanted to find out the truth, but more importantly, he wanted to find peace and guidance in his heart.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a huge roar and smoke were rolled up in the Temple of Athena, and golden light shone down from high above, blinding his already sore eyes.
When Perseus finally adjusted to the light and slowly opened his eyes, he saw a majestic and heroic goddess appear in front of him, distant and distant, holding a weapon, with eyes as sharp as an owl's. That was Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war.
Perseus' eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had finally found a guide and mentor who could quickly put him back on the road. Dragging his disheveled and wet body, he knelt and approached Athena in a daze, "My half-sister, please show me the way..."
But before he could finish his words, a huge force came towards Perseus and pressed him to the ground. The powerful pressure ravaged and crushed his internal organs. His eyes widened, veins bulged, and he tried hard to raise his head to look at the goddess Athena, not understanding what was wrong with him.
Athena's face still showed the compassion and kindness commonly seen in the world, as if she didn't care about anything at all. But even so, she spoke in a distant and indifferent voice, "Perseus, you disappoint me so much."
"Medusa is known to seduce and deceive men. I thought that as a demigod, you would be able to resist such temptation, but I didn't expect that you couldn't escape it either."
Perseus's muscles trembled at this. At this moment, he finally felt the absolute gap between himself, a demigod, and the main god. But even so, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Even Poseidon, the god of the sea, can't resist... How can I..."
Perseus didn't finish the rest of his words, but he felt the pain in his body become more intense. Athena suddenly took slow and elegant steps, approached him, and then said in a very low voice with disgust, "You are right, who are you?"
After saying this, He suddenly stretched out His hand, and the shield on Perseus' back, which originally belonged to Athena, suddenly moved, and then quickly flew into Athena's hands. At this time, His tone became distant and peaceful, completely different from before, as if everything was just his illusion.
"Perseus, since you insist on returning the shield to me, I have nothing to say. However, our father has great expectations of you, so I hope you will not be discouraged and will quickly break free from the influence of the evil Medusa and fulfill the mission from the gods."
Perseus stared blankly at the calm and peaceful Athena in front of him, but he opened his mouth but before he could say anything, he saw "Her" suddenly disappear from his sight. At the same time, the pain she had caused him and the shield she had given him also disappeared.
After a long time, Perseus finally recovered and slowly stood up from the ground.
But as his brain gradually became clearer from the pain, Perseus suddenly realized what the goddess Athena, whom he had always admired and respected, had done to him. For a moment, he looked at the still compassionate statue in front of him and began to feel cold all over, as if falling into an ice cave. He felt that his heart was constantly falling, as if he was about to fall into a deep, dark abyss.
Medusa was not wrong at all. At least, in Perseus's opinion, the goddess Athena, who was supposed to be elegant, kind and benevolent, actually had such a frightening and terrifying side. She spoke completely unimaginable and derogatory words to him and showed such an expression.
Perseus's breathing became heavier, and his chest rose and fell. He stumbled back, feeling that what he saw was not a great god, but more like an evil ghost.
However, no one would believe Perseus, just as Perseus before was unwilling to believe the accusations made by the poor and innocent Medusa against the gods. This was a great treason!
After all, those gods could easily crush a person to death with just a flick of their finger, so humans were forced to learn to tame themselves, believe in, and worship these great, supreme gods.
Even his mother didn't have the confidence to get Danae on his side.
Perseus, unable to accept the fact, fled. He hurriedly took off his flying shoes, threw away Ares' weapons and the magic bag from his father Zeus, trying to break free from their control over him.
He ran for a long, long time, so long that Perseus boarded the ship back home and wanted to tell his mother about all the strange things that had happened during this period.
But when Perseus finally arrived at the door of his house in panic, he saw a familiar young man, the messenger Hermes, who was smiling and chatting with his mother.
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After learning that Medusa was not killed, Poseidon, the god of the sea, was in a happy mood but also obviously anxious and nervous. He quickly drove his golden chariot back to the bottom of the sea, wanting to go back to his palace to see her.
Thinking that although Medusa was not seriously injured, she was suddenly frightened like this, Poseidon felt that he had to give her some compensation and comfort.
Poseidon quickly swam to where Medusa was, but before he saw her, the smile on his face froze.
As the god of the sea, he immediately felt that in addition to her and Hylia, there was also his son, Triton, in his bedroom.
So, Poseidon, the god of the sea, didn't know what was wrong with him. He, who always disdained to be sneaky, slowed down his movements and concealed his breath. With a gloomy face, he quietly looked into his bedroom when no one noticed him.
Medusa was wrapped in a gauze curtain that was obviously pulled down temporarily. She was holding Triton's hand and expressing her gratitude to him affectionately. Although Triton looked away with a complicated expression, his hand showed no signs of struggle and he let Medusa hold it like this.
"Triton, I really want to thank you today. If it weren't for you, I would have most likely been killed by Perseus."
"You're welcome. Saving you... is my duty. No matter what happens to you, I will do my best to help you."
Triton's mood was complicated and tangled. He had made up his mind to stay away from Medusa, but he still rushed over quickly when he heard that she was in danger.
For example, at this moment, facing the beautiful but fragile Medusa in front of him, he didn't understand why he said such misleading words.
However, things have come to this point, no matter how much he shouldn't say it, Triton still said it, even though he had given up on winning her from her father.
But Poseidon was unaware of Triton's complicated feelings at this time. He was immediately furious. Seeing his lover and his son being so ambiguously together in the same scene, and knowing that they admired each other, the peace of mind and relaxation that he had originally felt because of Medusa's safety disappeared.
It was like a burning fire of jealousy, just like when he saw his brother Zeus taking away the throne of the gods that he had coveted for a long time. Even though Triton was just gently holding Medusa's slender and soft little hand, he felt the same difficulty in accepting it.
However, what puzzled Poseidon was that he didn't understand why he was jealous of Triton?
He is clearly an extremely powerful sea god who rules the sea, handsome and majestic. How could a kid like Triton compare to him?
Is it because Triton is young, because of his innate gentleness, or because of his simplicity and loyalty in love?
These were things that Poseidon had never had and was unwilling to possess in the past, but at this moment, he hated such a lack so much.
But why did he suddenly lose the coldness, ruthlessness, cruelty and brutality that he was most proud of, and actually want to treat a woman like Medusa gently?
If it was any other lover of his who had an ambiguous relationship with his son, he would definitely kill this lover who was restless and betrayed him at the first opportunity, but when the object became Medusa...how many times had she "betrayed" him?
Could it be that because he had not been able to obtain all of Medusa's love until this moment, the regret and reluctance caused him to never take action?
In any case, Poseidon, the god of the sea, could not imagine her death at all. If he really tried to imagine it, he would feel the same extremely complicated and uncomfortable mood as when he heard Athena say that Perseus was about to kill him.
However, Poseidon was concerned about Medusa's safety, but Medusa repaid him in such a way, and he could not help but feel angry!
"——Triton, please don't say such ambiguous things again in the future."
At this moment, Medusa suddenly spoke after a long silence.
"I am your father's woman. Although I did want to escape from Him at first because of His rudeness and cruelty, at this moment, I have... unknowingly developed love for Him."
"I really appreciate your help, but I don't want to upset your father. If he hears you doing this, he might misunderstand our innocent relationship."
Poseidon, who was hiding in the darkness, had a slightly shifted expression and looked at Medusa with burning eyes. Perhaps because he mentioned his beloved god, her face revealed a vivid shyness and charm that made him stunned.
Triton's expression suddenly changed, and he asked unwillingly, "But my father is so sentimental, you will be heartbroken by him!"
"It doesn't matter."
Medusa couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile, and even her originally charming eyes narrowed in pleasure. "It's my business that I love the great sea god."
Poseidon turned his gaze to his unwilling son, his expression becoming ugly and cold, but in the end he just chuckled in contempt, and then soon he couldn't suppress the joy he felt at Medusa's words, his heart seemed to be filled with warmth and satisfaction.
Medusa is his lover, and in the end, she can only be conquered by him and can never escape from his palm.
"But at the same time, I also have my own independent soul. My love is huge, and He only occupies a part of it. When He no longer loves me, I will give up this love so that I will not be heartbroken by Him."
Triton's originally dim eyes brightened slightly. "You mean, your father only took a part of your love? You can give it up in the future?"
Faced with such an open-minded and optimistic Medusa, the smug smile on Poseidon's face froze again. He suddenly felt that his originally full heart had been quickly dug out by her, leaving it even emptier.
Before Medusa could reply, Hylia, who was forced between them, suddenly felt a familiar and violently fluctuating strong pressure.
She subconsciously turned her head and saw Poseidon, the god of the sea, looking at them with his deep, dark blue eyes reflected in the darkness. Suddenly, her eyes widened in fear. "Respected God of the Sea, why are you back?!"
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