Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 668 The little master was taken away by a strange woman!
"The Nile is the reflection of the Celestial River on earth, and its waters are the blood of the gods."

"It flows through the land of the Pharaoh, allowing the dead and the living to share eternity."

After obtaining Typhon's credentials, Eros finally left the vast sea of ​​sand smoothly.

Chanting an unknown hymn to the Nile, Eros finally saw the color of the oasis.

Only after spending several days in the sea of ​​sand and feeling the harshness of the sun and the yellow sand, will you understand people's love for oases and water sources.

That touch of green is undoubtedly the color of life for people.

The boundless golden sand sea is indeed magnificent, but when you walk out of the sand sea and come to the endless plain depression along the Nile River, you will also feel your eyes brighten.

Perhaps compared to Greece, this rich oasis scene is nothing.

But everything requires a contrast. After seeing too many flowers and plants on a daily basis, it would be nice to change your taste occasionally.

"Finally it came out, it's all thanks to you, Lord Amon."

Menage breathed a sigh of relief when she finally saw the oasis.

For so many days, she almost thought she would be trapped to death in that sea of ​​sand.

But now that she has escaped from the sea of ​​sand, shouldn't she say goodbye to Eros?

The girl was hesitating in her heart. After all, she thought Tueros's sand boat was comfortable and convenient in the beginning, so she shamelessly asked him to give her a ride.

"It's still early. We still need to get some information and then rush to the place where the competition is held. The journey is not short."

Eros chuckled, seeing through the other person's inner thoughts.

Only a low-level scumbag would ask you if you want to continue to be with me, while a high-level scumbag would directly and implicitly agree to it.

Of course, if you are not charming enough, don’t use it, or you will be regarded as a subordinate.

Eros could see that the other party was a little hesitant, and the hesitation was naturally due to wavering, so he just had to give it a push.

Sure enough, after Eros finished speaking, Menage smiled a little embarrassedly.

"That's true. We may have a long way to go. It just so happens that we are going the same way."

Don't think that the Esseniro is a small world just because it revolves around a river.

In fact, this world is no smaller than Greece. The Nile River spans the world, connecting life and death, the source of life, and the embodiment of primordial water.

Even the sun god Ra was born from this primordial water. Although the land she blessed was smaller than the endless sea of ​​sand outside, it was still not small.

"Father, are those people farming?"

The voice of Dionysus interrupted the conversation between Eros and Menage.

Following the direction of my daughter's finger, there were people bending over and tilling the "black soil".

Eros touched his daughter's head and nodded.

"Yes, they are farming. The black soil is the silt left after the Nile River flooded. It is natural fertile soil."

"The Ethiopians had no four seasons. Their calendar seasons were determined by the Nile River, which was divided into three seasons: flooding, growing, and harvest."

"When the river flooded, they would leave the marshland, wait until the water receded, sow seeds in the mud left behind, and harvest before the next flood."

He answered his daughter's questions softly. In Menag's eyes, the mysterious Lord Amon was the most real and trustworthy only at this moment.

He must be a good father and a good man, and even because of this, he doesn't look like a magician. Smart magicians will not expose their weaknesses in front of others.

Menage was inexplicably envious of the father-daughter relationship between Eros and Dionysus, but she did not show it. She just followed their gaze and looked at the people who were sowing seeds in the oasis.

It should be that the flood season has just ended not long ago, and the silt has not yet completely solidified. People, who already have dark skin, are farming in the black land.

"Hermes, stop being lazy, it's time for you to work."

When they first set out, Eros felt that Zeus was making a fuss over nothing by insisting on arranging someone for him, as he thought that Zeus was worried about him.

But now I realize that Hermes is really easy to use. Hermes is so easy to use.

As long as he stroked her a few more times, she would obediently help Eros take care of all these trivial matters so that Eros wouldn't have to waste any more effort.

Only Hermes is such a versatile person who can communicate with everyone and has no airs at all.

"By the way, bring your little mistress along so she can gain more experience."

Eros also left Dionysus to Hermes, so that his daughter could get a close look at the lives of foreign people.

After all, in Zeus' eyes, these will sooner or later be the countries that their daughters will rule.

After the two of them went down, only Menage and Eros were left on the sand boat. This feeling of being alone made Menage inexplicably nervous.

It's not any feelings, but a little fear.

Having seen how Eros could deceive even a vicious evil god, Menage was always afraid that she would also be deceived by Eros and forget who she was.

Although her mind told her that it probably wouldn't happen, the girl's intuition told her to be careful of Eros, the evil wolf that preyed on innocent girls.

But the feeling Eros gave her was just like her card spirit, the demon wolf Ganag.

Because of the bond with her partner, she always unconsciously felt a little close to Eros.

"We have nothing to do anyway, why don't we play cards?"

In order to ease the tension, the girl could only use the only thing she knew how to do, which was also her only entertainment, to start a conversation.

Looking at the sincere and pure eyes of the girl in front of him, Eros hesitated to speak.

Although your eyes are really innocent, sister, the way you five-covered me in the backcourt and tricked me into falling into the trap makes it really hard for me to want to play cards with you again.

Hiss. If all the card players in Esseniro are such underworld dogs, then it is no wonder that Typhon was so angry that he customized a coffin for Osiris.

Eros said that no matter what, this was Ra's intention, and Typhon would not turn the table over in Ra's face.

He will definitely be beaten to a pulp by the underworld! Just like him!
Just as he was thinking about how to politely decline the girl's invitation to a duel, Hermes had already returned.

"Amon, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

With a little bit of guilt and temptation on his face, Hermes carefully opened the curtain and poked his head in.

"Don't play that on me. Where's Dionysus? Why are you alone? You're pretty efficient."

"That's the bad news I have to tell you."

Hermes smiled bitterly.

"The little master was taken away by a strange woman."

(End of this chapter)