Chapter 363: No Astringency
The visitor was none other than Hera, the Queen of Heaven and the patron saint of Argos.
Hearing that he was fired on the spot, Eurystheus was shocked.
"Lord Hera, what do you mean by this?"
"Didn't you understand?" Hera looked at Eurystheus in front of her, her eyes gradually colder. "You dragged the country into an unnecessary fight just to vent your anger, and threw my instructions behind your back. You are not worthy of leading Argos at all!"
If it was just an ordinary blood dispute, it wouldn't warrant such a severe punishment.
After all, the relationship between relatives in Greece has never been very friendly, and everyone has their own conflicts. Although Eurystheus had some small thoughts, he was still dedicated to his sacrifice to her.
But this time, he had clearly issued an oracle to send troops to support Thessaly, but Eurystheus, as the ruler of a country, dared to embarrass the state guest of Thessaly in public and became enemies with Thessaly, which was a serious act of exceeding his authority.
"Lord Hera, I do this all for you!"
Eurystheus saw that he was really going to lose his throne on the spot, and he hurriedly spoke up for himself.
"I don't regard Hercules as an enemy out of personal desire. I just want to eliminate this illegitimate child who brings shame to you and defend your sacred marriage!"
For me?
Seeing that the King of Argos, whom she had personally chosen, was actually throwing the blame to her in public, Hera, who wanted to leave some leeway, was almost shaking with anger.
Moreover, the so-called "holy marriage" sounds particularly ironic to my ears.
Just as Hera was about to explode, a gentle and soothing question came from the corner.
"So, what do you gain by suppressing Hercules?"
"If I can keep my throne from being threatened, I might even be able to gain the favor of Lady Hera! Everyone in Greece knows that she is notoriously mean to her illegitimate children and mistresses, and she wishes they would all die! As long as I do this well..."
Eurystheus' face flushed and he narrated excitedly, until he suddenly woke up with a start and his face changed drastically.
How come I accidentally said everything that was in my heart?
At this moment, the field was completely silent, and all the heroes looked at the King of Argos with contempt.
Even the blood-god guards of Argos lowered their heads in shame and secretly distanced themselves from Eurystheus.
Thinking of the strange feeling of tipsiness that lingered in his mind just now, Eurystheus looked at the god of wine who was smiling and raising his glass to him at the banquet, and he felt like crying but had no tears.
Drinking is harmful to things. He never wants to drink again.
Of course, the premise is that there will be a future...
Looking at the gloomy face of Queen Hera in front of him, Eurystheus broke out in sweat and stammered in his argument.
"I'm not, I didn't..."
"puff!"
Before he finished his words, a flawless white arm slapped down heavily, and the surging divine power squeezed Eurystheus into a pool of meat paste through the air.
Watching the King of Argos walking towards a dead end step by step, Loen sneered, shook his head, and drank the wine in the glass.
Eurystheus' death was not unjust. He was indeed the kind of person who used the name of gods to do his own evil deeds.
Originally, according to the prophecy of fate, he was the one who issued the task for Hercules to complete the twelve trials, and he could be said to have no choice but to target Hercules.
If everything had ended here, he could have retired safely in his later years and continued to be the King of Argos.
However, after the death of Hercules, Eurystheus no longer had to fear his cousin, the Hercules, who had ascended to heaven, so he sought revenge on the hero's descendants, intending to wipe out the whole clan.
Most of the descendants lived with Hercules' mother Alcmene. In order to escape the king's persecution, they fled to Trachis in Athens, hoping to be allowed to take refuge. When Eurystheus heard the news, he still refused to give in and demanded that the king of Athens hand them over, otherwise he would use force against the country.
The descendants of Hercules felt very uneasy and were forced to gather refugees and Athenians to rebel together. In order to achieve the final victory, Hercules' daughter even offered her life as a sacrifice to the gods.
As a result, Eurystheus was defeated and captured, and Hercules' elderly mother Alcmene personally avenged her son and granddaughter.
Good fortune and misfortune have no doors, they are only brought upon oneself; the rewards for good and evil follow like a shadow, that's about it.
After executing Eurystheus personally, Hera's gloomy expression eased a lot and she turned and walked towards Hercules in the hall.
Telamon, who was standing by, thought of the queen's past record of fighting against illegitimate children and lovers, and was about to stand up and step forward to smooth things over for his friend Hercules, but he was unexpectedly pressed down on his seat by Lorne beside him.
rest assured……
As the god of wine's lips opened and closed silently, Hera, who had come to the table, grabbed Hercules' arm and raised it high in full view of everyone.
"From now on, Hercules will be the new king of Argos!"
Hearing this unexpected announcement, the heroes looked stunned, and even Hercules himself was a little at a loss.
"I?"
"Yes, according to the oracle: Perseus' first grandson rules the Argos region, will rule Argos, and dominate all other Perseus' descendants. Since Eurystheus is dead, the throne should naturally be inherited by you."
Hera answered as a matter of course, and a golden olive branch crown representing royal power appeared in her palm, and then she personally put it on Hercules' head.
Seeing the scene before them, the heroes' faces were filled with disbelief, and they immediately started talking about it like a boiling pot.
Is this still the mistress killer and illegitimate child nemesis?
Doesn't she hate illegitimate children the most?
Wasn't Hercules always persecuted by her?
"You believe the lies of a dead person?"
The god of wine in the corner shook his wine glass and asked with a sneer.
When faced with the fact that Hera personally crowned Hercules, the son of her rival, the heroes realized how deep their misunderstanding of the queen of heaven had been.
There is no such thing as a mistress killer or an illegitimate child nemesis; they are all just rumors!
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on, and they looked at each other with contempt and spat at the pool of meat outside the door.
He actually slandered the kind Queen of Heaven for his own selfish desires and the throne. He deserves to die!
"Well, everyone, today is the great day when Hercules is crowned king. Why don't we raise a toast together to celebrate and share this glorious moment!"
The god of feast on the field raised his wine glass and shouted, the power of rhythm made the dishes on the plate more delicious and the wine in the glass more mellow.
Everyone was infected by the joyful atmosphere and raised their glasses in response.
"cheers!"
For a moment, the place was filled with clinking glasses and everyone was toasting each other. The entire hall was immersed in a sea of joy.
The happiest among them were undoubtedly the blood-blood guards and heroes of Argos. They gathered around Hercules and toasted the new king.
In the world of gods, only lions are worthy of leading the flock, only warriors can be praised, and only heroes are qualified to be supported.
Although it was Eurystheus who ruled Argos all along, it was Hercules who constantly killed evil beasts and averted disasters. I wonder how many Argos people have benefited from his kindness.
Now, they lost a cowardly and selfish coward monarch, but gained a hero who could lead and protect them. Nothing could make the Argives happier than this.
It seems that the former King of Argos was right to worry. He could not compare with his cousin in terms of prestige or ability.
Looking at Hercules, who was being forced to drink wine by a bunch of people on the field, Loen chuckled and shook his head, then picked up a glass of lighter wine on the table and handed it to the person next to him.
Hera, who had come over at some point, took the wine glass and gave her lover a coquettish look.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied, of course I am satisfied! Your fairness and kindness are now known to everyone in the world."
Lorne clinked his glasses gently and joked with Hera with a smile.
With Hercules as an example, Hera's negative influence as a mistress killer and illegitimate child nemesis will naturally disappear gradually, and she will become a queen admired by more people.
However, Hera didn't care about it at all. She narrowed her eyes and leaned close to Loen's ear.
"So, how are you going to make it up to me?"
Hearing that very obvious hint, Lorne's body stiffened slightly, and he looked resentfully at the radiant Hercules on the field.
Why do you always enjoy the good things while I suffer?
Do you know how many times your brothers have sacrificed for you, openly or secretly?
Just as Loen was secretly complaining, a hot breath poured into his ear canal, bringing waves of itchiness straight to his brain.
"Have you made up your mind? Do you want me to help you decide?"
Hera in the corner twisted her snake-like waist and asked jokingly, the thunder on her chest sweeping across Loen's arm intentionally or unintentionally.
Since she broke free from the shackles of marriage, she seemed to like playing immoral games with her lover more and more.
For example, let him lose his composure in public...
The embarrassment under tension and the conquest under half-hearted push are like a jar of fine wine, which can bring a different taste every time.
Just as the gorgeous queen was about to further tease her lover, she saw Lorne's face change and he coughed violently.
"Hebe? Why are you here?"
"!"
Hera's body stiffened instantly, and she suddenly distanced herself from her lover, put on a dignified demeanor, and turned to look behind her.
“Huh…”
Seeing the heroes of the divine blood walking around as usual, Hera was slightly stunned, then she reacted, looked at the empty side with a dark face, and her clenched silver teeth made a creaking sound.
Want to default on your debt? Not that easy!
Hera immediately rushed out the door and launched an aggressive manhunt.
As the queen left, the wall on the other side of the corner began to wriggle like water waves, and a figure carefully stepped out of the [maze] and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he also likes it, he can't be sour all day long, right?
When it's time to do your work, you should do more of it.
While Loen was familiarizing himself with the origins, bloodlines, and abilities of each of the divine-blood heroes on the field, he was also inquiring about the current situations of the main gods of the major city-states.
Given the size of the giants, it would not be enough for him and Hera alone to defend Thessaly.
If the coastal walls in various places have been completed, it is better to urge the main gods and spirits to come and join as soon as possible.
By the way, based on the progress of projects in various places and the words and deeds of the main gods, analyze whether they are slacking off and whether they are really trustworthy.
While Loen was secretly gathering intelligence, he inadvertently saw a handsome young man grabbing Medea's arm and refusing to let her leave, while the yellow-haired Jason next to him whispered in support.
Seeing this, his face turned dark.
Why are so many people in a hurry to reincarnate today? Or is this the normal moral value of the God Blood heroes?
"What are you doing!?"
Loen moved in front of Medea and looked at the two of them with a gloomy face.
As the chilly coldness hit him, Jason, who was extremely sensitive, immediately shrank his neck and hurriedly winked at the handsome young man beside him.
The young man suddenly realized what was going on, abandoned Medea, grabbed Lorne's arm, and excitedly asked for help.
"Brother-in-law, please try to persuade my sister! She refuses to come back with me!"
Luo En was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively.
"Who are you……"
"Absyrtus, the prince of Colchis, is the brother of Lady Medea. I have just brought them together."
Yellow-haired Jason quickly stepped forward to introduce himself and to clear up the misunderstanding.
As a socialite at the banquet, after running around the scene, he basically knew the origins, bloodlines and abilities of most of the heroes. This prince of Colchis was the little brother Jason had just made.
After a few drinks, the young prince Absyrtus, who was not very worldly-wise, told his life story like a bamboo tube bean, and also told some information about the situation at home.
- For example, he was born into the royal family of Colchis and had an older sister. When he was just born, he was taken to the island of Aeolus by his aunt Circe to be raised and devoted to learning witchcraft.
As she had not been home for many years, her father and mother missed her very much and often asked her to go and inquire about her sister while she was traveling.
However, due to the long time and lack of information, his search has made little progress.
After hearing this, the well-informed Jason instantly thought of a certain witch queen who had shined in the Battle of Thessaly, and immediately brought the little prince Absyrtus to recognize his relatives.
But Medea was obviously skeptical about this sudden appearance of relatives. The little prince Absyrtus had no tokens or evidence to show, so the two sides had a dispute.
After listening to the narration, Lorne pointed at himself.
"What about brother-in-law?"
"Oh, Brother Jason said that you and my sister were flirting with each other, so you must have hooked up with each other, and only you can persuade her!"
The honest little prince answered without hesitation, betraying Jason who was standing beside him.
Seeing the god of wine looking at him with a smile, the nervous Jason jumped away like a frightened rabbit.
"You guys chat, I'm leaving now, I won't disturb you!"
Running pretty fast...
Watching the yellow-haired guy disappear into the crowd in a few seconds, Lorne rolled his eyes, patted the little prince Absyrtos on the shoulder, and spoke to the two of them.
"There are too many people here, let's go outside and talk."
Medea nodded slightly, pinching the corner of her senior brother's clothes, and followed closely behind, with a hint of excitement flashing in her lowered eyes.
He didn't deny it?
He admitted it!
Brother-in-law…hehe…brother-in-law…
The waves of joy that surged in her heart made Medea feel that the strange and reckless brother in front of her seemed a lot more pleasing to the eye and more trustworthy.
(End of this chapter)
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