Chapter 187 Greece, beacon of civilization, light of myth
The two watched Cecrops negotiate with each other, and then chatted wordlessly.
"Speaking of which, do you know Inakos?"
"Huh? No, actually I didn't come here specifically when I was sowing the seeds of civilization."
Prometheus shook his head and said with a slightly weird expression.
"Except for the initial enlightenment, I have not been too involved in human affairs."
"But Inakos was able to lead people in other regions and establish civilizations and city-states. To be honest I’m also very curious.”
According to her estimation, the formation and emergence of city-states should take a lot of time.
At least not now, after all, there is a real messenger of God here in Argolis.
The divine power should remain stable for a period of time, and it will not change until a period of time later.
But Inakos's movements were unexpectedly fast, and he felt like he was one step ahead of the times.
“Is that so?”
Eros was thoughtful.
Inachus, he only appears as a background panel in the legend of Io.
There are two identities about him, one is the river god, and the other is the king of humans.
And what the specific situation is, Eros will only know after seeing it.
After the two chatted for a few words, Ceclops had settled the matter.
The other party invited them to go to the palace first, and only after consulting the king can they get a specific answer.
But Inachus, who is eager to save his daughter, will probably summon them.
Following the guards towards the palace, there was nothing much to say about the furnishings.
No matter how luxurious the human palace is, it is not even half as good as the residence of the gods.
After temporarily placing Eros and others in the side hall, the other party hurriedly reported.
Not long after, news came that King Inachus was going to summon them.
The news came so quickly that Eros sighed.
It seems that this is his real father, not a fake.
Since he is his biological father, it is easy to talk about it and avoid some messy operations.
"King, several mercenaries have already arrived."
The armored guards brought Eros and the others to the open-air courtyard of the palace. The old man wearing a laurel wreath was wrapped in gorgeous silk.
He was lying on his side on the sofa, holding a gold wine glass in his hand, his old face full of dullness and sadness.
“Are you the mercenaries who claim to be able to help me find Io?”
Inakos' old eyes first fell on Cecrops, and he seemed to see something and shook his head.
Then he shifted his gaze to Eros and Prometheus, and narrowed his eyes.
"You two."
His tone seemed a little uncertain, as if he was a little unsure.
And he was looking at Eros and Prometheus, so why wasn't Eros looking at him?
He was indeed a very old man. He was so old that Eros doubted whether he would die in the next second.
But to be able to build the city of Argos at such an old age seems to be no ordinary person.
However, Eros seemed to notice something different about the old man in front of him.
His skin color is a bit brown, and there are horrific marks on his body that have been burned by flames.
Don’t ask Eros why he could tell it was left behind by the flames, he has experience.
Some speculations and legends flowed through Eros's mind. He raised his head and spoke to Inakos.
"You, you are not a Greek, are you?"
"You are not a Greek, are you?"
Eros's tone contained a hint of speculation, but it was also vague It has a definite meaning. Although the octogenarian man in front of him was dressed in a Greek style, Eros could feel that he was out of place.
If pressed, Eros couldn't tell where it was, but it was just different from the others.
Inakos was stunned for a moment, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clearer, staring at Eros in front of him.
Obviously, Eros was right.
Inakos said nothing. After waving the guards to retreat, he said with a trembling voice.
“Who are you from Mount Olympus? You actually appeared in front of me in person.”
He lowered his crowned head, his posture seemed very humble.
If you can recognize his origin, the person wearing the mask in front of you is definitely a god.
"Where are you from? Canaan? Or Essenero?"
Eros sat down calmly, without clarifying his identity.
Seeing Inakos's reaction, he was already thinking quickly in his heart.
Some elements were connected together in Eros's mind, and the answer was quickly figured out.
"Is it Ace Nero? From the Nile River Basin?"
Io will become the god Isis, and Zeus's previous design on Europa is not the same as what it is now on Io. What is done on the body is just the same.
After becoming familiar with this routine, it was not difficult for Eros to guess the origin of Inakos.
“Yes, I did trek all the way from Essenilo, through the world wall to this land.”
Inakos felt a little uneasy.
In order to come here, he gave up his position as the river god in Essenile and was willing to come to Greece as a demigod who had lost his divinity.
This old face is a symbol of rapid aging after giving up divinity.
Since coming to Greece, he has never really seen the Olympian gods.
As a stowaway, he was also very uneasy inside.
No one knows how Olympus handles stowaways. Should they be sent away or simply killed on the spot?
He has only heard about the openness and tolerance of the Greek world, but has never really seen it?
"Then why did you come to Greece? Isn't it good to be in Aceniro?"
I don't know when the situation began to change into Eros' cross-examination of Inachus.
As for these problems, Inachos honestly explained them.
Why smuggle people across the country? That is of course because the world of Essenile is not a life that God can live in at all.
In Essenero, the alternation of day and night is the battle between the sun god Ra and the dark serpent Apophis.
Every time day and night alternate, it symbolizes the world passing by the edge of destruction.
Ra cannot always win every battle, He also fails sometimes, but when He wins again, everything will be restored by Him.
On days like this, it’s like there is a sword of Damocles hanging over everyone’s head, and it will fall at any time.
This feeling of being hung up all the time is not pleasant. It coincides with the Greek Zeus coming to power and sweeping away the unhealthy tendencies of Cronus' reign.
Rumors about Mount Olympus as a mythical lighthouse radiated to many worlds, and Inachus began to think of sneaking there.
Being a demigod and a human king in Greece is better than being a river god in Essenile.
The mild climate and natural scenery of Greece are much better than the endless deserts and storms of Essenile.
Not to mention, there is no worry that the world may be destroyed at any time.
Inachus is still very satisfied with life in Greece.
It was his daughter Yi'e who was lost, which made him look very sad recently.
Egypt: Actually, I am mainly interested in Nephthys, because the title of "Mistress" is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the handwriting of Nephthys on site b makes me very interested.
(End of this chapter)