Capítulo 67: Chapter 67. Three Goddesses and One Drama
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This is the test of three arrogant goddesses tearing each other for the golden apple, for the title of the most beautiful goddess.
They have an unreasonable pride in their looks, and even if they die, they will not admit they look worse than others.
Yes, their arrogance even makes other gods have a headache and they don't want to care about it! No matter who it is, it will definitely make this wedding unfinished, although it is already unbearable now...
They were arrogant, but after finding Cyd, the Hero of Pure White as the judge, they weren't that confident. So, instead of waiting for the result, they started all kinds of inducements.
First is Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom and War.
"If you give me the apple, I will give you unparalleled wisdom," Athena stepped forward, reaching out to touch Cyd's face with her slender hand, but Artemis happened to walk up to them. Sitting down next to him, she blinked her golden eyes and looked at Athena. Athena, who was inexplicably shy, immediately changed the direction of his hand and patted Cyd on the shoulder.
"Well, I see," Cyd nodded while rubbing his chin.
He is quite clear about the story of the Trojan War caused by the three goddesses' drama. Athena would say such a condition and for Cyd, it is not surprising at all. After all, she is the Goddess of Wisdom. The most confident thing in her is her wisdom, but on the other hand, it seems that Athena can't come up with anything else.
Cyd's bland reaction made Athena very hurt, and she had the illusion that she had been eliminated even before the result was announced, especially when Hera and Aphrodite showed their expressions of taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.
Athena curled her lips aggrieved and was hugged by Artemis beside her. Currently, Athena is still in a state of mental retardation.
"Athena, you're still out of luck. He doesn't need wisdom," Queen of the Gods - Hera, the goddess second only to King of the Gods Zeus, took a step forward with a confident smile, "His adventures never lack crises, yet he can always easily resolve them!"
No, the crises you gave me and Atalanta's crisis hurt my head, and now I'm still wondering how to make sure that you three don't make any more trouble.
"He is a man of great wisdom, and your conditions are meaningless. No, as wisdom and God of War, whatever you produce is just superfluous. Strength, wisdom, divine Weapon, he lacks nothing!" Hera showed a triumphant smile.
"I forgot!" Athena stared wide-eyed.
No no, don't take it seriously, the image you set up in front of me is about to burst.
Cyd was speechless.
"But Pure Son of Man, there is one thing you lack the most," Hera waved her hand confidently, "As long as you give me the Golden Apple, I will give you wealth! The wealth of that can rival any country!"
"..."
Cyd tilted his head and pondered, the confused gaze made the confident Hera somehow guilty.
To tell the truth, he was really moved when he heard he lacked something. Although he didn't know what he lacked the most, Hera's confident look was so contagious, which made him have some inexplicable expectations, and then a lack of money popped up...
Cyd just felt that his head was full of question marks for a while.
"I will make you the richest person in this world!"
"Emm..." Cyd nodded after thinking for a while, "Well, I understand."
In short, I feel that I am short of money, so I will make up for what I am lacking, right?
"It's so plain!" Hera jerked back as if someone had given a blow to her head.
This is the condition that gave her full confidence!
She watched Cyd's journey all the way, seeing that he often went to eat with other hunters (Atalanta), and the clothes were always the same. The journey relied on his two legs, and he as the greatest hero lived such a shabby life. Other heroes who have such great achievements have long been popular, wearing the most expensive clothes, covering their beds with jewels, and going out with a group of people carrying them.
Hera understands that Cyd doesn't want to accept the wealth of those villagers because he doesn't want to be the new bandit, so...
Let me give you the wealth!
You don't need to eat other people's things with a shy face, you don't need to stick to those ragged clothes, you shouldn't sleep in a tree, the king's bed is where you should sleep!
Hurry up and happily take over everything you deserve!
"You don't understand either," Aphrodite, who was squatting on the ground, holding her head frightened by Ares, stood up calmly, "Even if you keep looking at Cyd, you still underestimate him."
Wow, I feel like I'm being spied on by a bunch of voyeurs when you say that!
Cyd hugged his shoulders, feeling inexplicably hairy.
"He is a noble hero, he never asks for wealth from the villagers, and he never asks the locals for compensation for driving out misfortunes," Aphrodite opened her hands, "You think it was because he didn't want to increase the burden on those people? Yes, it is true, but it is just that he takes his desires very lightly. He does not need luxury clothes, because for him those clothes are enough. He doesn't need a comfy bed because even a tree trunk can make him have a good dream. And he doesn't need people to look up to him and revere him because he didn't become a hero for such superficial things. And he doesn't need wealth because he doesn't have any need for it."
Cyd subconsciously nodded.
Hera clutched her forehead and took a few steps back. She didn't expect her understanding of Cyd was not as thorough as Aphrodite's. She should have discovered that Cyd didn't endure poverty in order not to increase the burden on others. Rather…
"So, the only one who can win is me," Aphrodite clapped her chest and laughed, as confident as Hera and Athena before, "The condition I give is the only thing that Cyd really needs!"
Listening to her, Ares took a sip from the glass on the table. They were "husband and wife" after all. She had expected what Aphrodite would say, and she also expected Cyd's reaction in return.
"As long as you give me the apple, I'll give you the most beautiful woman in the world!"
Well, I knew she would say that.
Ares put the wine glass back on the table, raised her legs, and folded her hands on her legs as if she were watching a play.
"As expected of Aphrodite, she won," Zeus agreed with a nodded face. If he was Cyd, he would definitely give the apple to Aphrodite. This condition is not something that a man can refuse.
But Cyd's reaction was contradictory to Zeus's thoughts.
"Absolutely, no! I don't need it!"
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