Chapter 405: Can I call you mom?
Eros fell into a golden wave of wheat.
This is a plain under the dusk and sunset. As far as the eye can see are endless waves of golden wheat and neatly divided plains.
The golden afterglow of the setting sun and the golden ears of wheat together constitute the color of this world.
What pours into the tip of the nose is also the aroma of ripe wheat, as well as the smell of grass and earth.
Eros stood up, threw the scythe aside, and looked at the person in front of him.
“Dear goddess Demeter, we have just met, so there is no need to use such an extreme greeting gift, right?”
Slapping the neck, Eros can ignore it, but attacking Going down the third route would be a bit too much.
Although I knew that Demeter must have a grudge against him, the person who stole her daughter, she was not so vicious.
After all, this is a sickle that can cut even divinity and tear apart the fertility power of the Heavenly Father. If it is really cut off, I don’t know if it can be reattached.
Demeter, standing in front of Eros, waved the scythe back into her hand and just smiled coldly.
"Then how do you think I should greet you? Do you want me to smile and hug you?"
She originally wanted to express the relationship between the two people, as well as herself of anger.
But I didn’t expect that Eros would shamelessly show a look of surprise.
"Is it okay? I have always felt that a hug is the most friendly way of greeting. I think the entire Mount Olympus can advocate this kind of greeting."
After that, Eros added another sentence.
“Of course, the cheek-to-cheek gift and the hand-kissing gift are also acceptable.”
As for the more outrageous things, Eros won’t think about it. After all, it’s not a book world and it can’t be used. Just came to say hello.
Faced with such a shameless Eros, Demeter also choked up and said speechlessly.
"Sure enough, you are just as shameless as Zeus and Poseidon, and you cannot even try to persuade."
"Nonsense! What I said are obviously serious things."
Eros said confidently. He remembered that the kissing etiquette originated in ancient Greece.
Herodotus once recorded that in Greece, citizens of the same social status would kiss each other on the lips when they met, and the humble would kiss the feet of the superior.
This kind of thing is obviously a Greek tradition, how come he is being shameless?
Oh, humans haven’t developed to that point yet, so that’s okay.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Eros, do you think this can calm my anger?"
Demeter's face was cold, but she was not a cold-faced beauty. She is one of a kind, so Eros is not very interested in her like this.
“So you dragged me into this small world and wanted to teach me a lesson?”
Eros looked up and looked around. This should be Demeter. This is the treasure at the bottom of the box, a rudimentary and incomplete little world.
If Eros remembers it correctly, Demeter will give this thing to Persephone in the future and turn it into the garden of the Queen of the Underworld.
But this is not important. Even with these treasures at the bottom of the box, Demeter is not sure of victory.
I can only say five or five, after all, no one knows the specific situation and outcome before actually trying it.
Battle is not a game. With numerical comparison, absolute victory can be determined.
There is only absolute self-confidence in oneself and absolute confidence in victory.
Eros has such confidence, but does Demeter definitely have it?
Demeter sharpened the scythe in her hand. She didn't care about winning or losing, she just wanted to vent. Although Athena had blocked Eros once before, the depression in his heart still did not dissipate.
"Goddess Demeter, I don’t think this is necessary, right? I have never bullied Persephone."
Yes, although Persephone Ersephone sometimes fainted directly, but that was not bullied by Eros, it was her own request.
Eros didn’t do anything excessive, he did it with Persephone’s consent.
It can only be said that it's a good thing that Demeter didn't know what Eros had done in private, otherwise she probably wouldn't have the patience to stand there now.
Faced with Eros’s sophistry, Demeter’s expression finally changed, and she gritted her teeth and said.
“You seduced my daughter!”
“But it was Hades’s fault, and you have accepted it!”
Eros He immediately retorted, not giving Demeter any room to explode.
"Didn't this matter end then? Why do you continue to worry about it now?"
"What? You can accept your sister taking away your daughter, but you can't accept me?"< br>
“And I didn’t take Persephone away, I just did things with her that both she and I were happy to do.”
“Even if we have to worry about this matter, It was also Hades who came to me, Goddess Demeter, why do you want to argue with me about this matter now?"
Eros retorted to Demeter confidently.
His voice and momentum in turn overwhelmed Demeter, leaving her stunned.
“I neither forced nor harmed Persephone, nor did I take Persephone away from you like Hades did.”
“As a result, now you are facing I am dissatisfied. This makes me feel aggrieved and puzzled. Why?”
Everyone who heard what Eros said was a little confused. For a while, Demeter even prepared her posture and posture. All the emotions were wiped out by Eros.
After all, what Eros said does have some truth. If you want to count the matter of Persephone being abducted to the underworld, it has nothing to do with Eros.
If the two of them had stolen food, it was something that Hades should care about, and it had nothing to do with her.
But the truth is this, but Demeter is still very unhappy, and there is an unspeakable depression in her heart.
Her daughter was deceived by a scumbag. Why not give the scumbag a lesson? It was only because of her kindness that she didn't break her legs.
But without giving Demeter a chance to clear her thoughts, Eros quickly changed the topic and guided her thinking in another direction.
"Of course, I will not blame the goddess for your unreasonable troubles. On the contrary, I understand your feelings very well."
"Your daughter has suddenly grown up, and you are still worried about everything about her. You are even suspicious and hostile to the people she comes into contact with."
"This is a normal thing, but... Like Hades once said to you, it’s time for you to let go.”
“To put it another way, if you feel uncomfortable, I’m not like Hades, no. We must talk about each other, and I can also call you Mother Goddess."
"What do you think? Mother-goddess--"
Eros deliberately pulled his long hair. Sound, saying this title that Demeter had often heard in her ears.
Demeter trembled subconsciously.
(End of this chapter)