Stab Your Brothers Twice
Water Marsh Treehouse, Themis raised her hand and beckoned, and with a surge of divine power, the collapsed fragments and debris spontaneously reassembled themselves.
When Daphne saw her little nest, which had been half-destroyed, gradually return to its original state, her sorrow turned to joy. She grinned widely and happily tugged at Astraea's arm.
The dim-witted little Nymph had absolutely no doubt about her "cousin's" extraordinary control.
After a long day of work, the apologetic Goddess of Justice finally compensated the victim for the damages she had caused, and also provided emotional support. She also expanded the treehouse to make it more spacious and comfortable.
A group of Nymphs who came to help, led by Daphne's boisterous manner, headed to the vicinity of the Tonwood and the Water Marsh to search for food and prepare a celebratory feast.
As a child, Tina was playful and active. Guided by the ancient snake, she happily followed her Nymph playmates, finding joy in picking mushrooms and gathering twigs.
Once the perilous crime scene was cleared of all remaining evidence and the atmosphere returned to calm, two sighs of relief were almost simultaneously heard.
The Serpent of Original Sin and the Goddess of Justice, who were working together in a gang and colluding with each other, not only turned their heads slightly in surprise, but also stared at each other speechlessly before covering their mouths and laughing.
"Woof!"
At this moment, a wonderful tacit understanding gradually brewed and solidified between the two.
Because of its terrifying appearance, Cerberus, who was left behind by the group of Nymph, stuck out its tongue and barked at the zookeeper.
Those three relaxed dog faces were filled with the obsequiousness of someone who had completed a task and was waiting for praise.
"Good boy, good boy. Come back and I'll drag the Hydra out and beat him up."
Samael turned around, smiled, and gently scratched the forked part of the three dog heads, causing the tamed hellhound to sit on the ground with a broad smile, experiencing both mental and physical pleasure.
Seeing the expression on someone's face as they petted the dog with great pleasure, Themis also became interested and, imitating Samael, gently combed Cerberus's fur on its back.
The Cerberus, with its strong aversion to outsiders, wriggles slightly and whimpers softly when touched by others.
However, the three dog heads sensed the faintly threatening gaze from behind them, as well as the similar scent emanating from the person they were in contact with.
Cerberus, under the tyranny of a certain person, obediently squatted on the ground, allowing the two dog lovers to abuse and ravage it.
Even more surprisingly, the silly dog, finding Themis's strength more comfortable, scurried over and squatted down at the feet of the Goddess of Justice.
You dislike me? I'll stew you sooner or later!
Samael glanced at the hellhound, which had a rich expression, was grinning and sticking out its tongue, looking extremely irritating, and muttered to himself.
As he looked down, a familiar image from a book in a past life flashed into his mind.
A blindfolded woman in a white robe, holding scales and a yak sword, with a wise snake coiled around her and a silly dog with its tongue lolling out sitting at her feet...
Uh, isn't this the most classic look of Themis, Goddess of Justice?
So, am I changing history or creating history?
Bah! No philosophy! No wrestling!
But soon, a certain guy who loathed philosophy immediately extinguished the philosophical speculation in his mind, turned around and stretched out his claws, wrapped them around Themis's fair wrist, and nodded in satisfaction.
Tsk, that's more like it, it's more like it now.
As the setting sun cast its last rays, the simple celebration of the old house's reconstruction, led by Daphne, the tyrant of the waters, was turned into a wild party.
Dew, water chestnuts, meat, magic crystals, nectar, and other delicacies were brought from all directions by the Nymphs, who held a lively outdoor feast and banquet.
In this joyful atmosphere, even Samael and Themis had a little wine and were slightly tipsy.
After leaving Tina and the group of girls to make a ruckus, the two who entered the room also became serious and came to the table to solemnly face the troubles they had to think about.
That is, the dual pressure from Mount Othrys and Mount Olympus.
After breaking through that "barrier" in the relationship, Themis immediately opened her heart.
Through simple communication and analysis, Samael could easily determine that even without Zeus's overtures, the Goddess of Justice would most likely not side with Mount Othrys.
After all, Cronus, the King of Gods, was even more pathetic than Zeus.
The Nymphs die each year under his cruelty is unknown. This Tyrant also enjoys watching monsters and gods fight.
As the power of Mount Olympus grew stronger step by step, Cronus, who had already been corrupted by power, revealed his true colors.
Lately, he has been hiding in the Mount Othrys all day, drinking and brooding, living in constant fear that his nemesis will actually come to his door and pull him off the throne.
In fact, Themis saw through the true nature of the King of Gods at a glance, even after Zeus's Six Siblings escaped from the clutches of the demon and Cronus tortured and killed the Nymph to take the blame.
With just a few words, she easily persuaded Cronus to give up pursuing his wife Rhea's betrayal, making him consider the possibility of failure and leave himself a way out.
After a blustering outburst, Cronus, once Themis left, obediently released his wife Rhea, replacing it with a painless house arrest.
Perhaps that is why those Titan Gods who should have shared in Cronus's glory so easily turned against him.
After all, even the King of Gods himself was afraid before the battle even started, so how could they be expected to fight wholeheartedly with Zeus, with whom they had no major grudges?
These days, those who would go to great lengths for their brothers are few and far between.
It's common for people to betray their brothers for Yang Yi's sake.
Since they all started out betraying others, they saw things were going badly and jumped ship to cut their losses. The fact that they didn't openly join Zeus's camp was already enough to appease the earth.
In conclusion, this wrecked ship on Mount Othrys is destined to sink.
In the Age of Gods, Samael and Themis, whose moral integrity far surpassed that of most gods, would naturally not be foolish enough to jump into the fire and collude with Cronus.
However, what's more of a headache for the two is that they seem to have offended Olympus, the New King of Zeus.
Those who provoke deities are often very petty.
Who knows, just as they finish dealing with Mount Othrys, that ambitious New King will have time to deal with Samael and Themis.
The repeated deductions and discussions continued until late at night, and after the banquet ended, the two still could not come up with an effective strategy to break the deadlock.
A cool breeze was blowing, and the weather was slightly chilly. Samael, feeling lost and confused, rubbed his aching temples and went to the courtyard.
The ancient snake gently carried Tina, who was fast asleep on the table with glistening drool on her face, back into the house. It carefully covered her with a blanket, its eyes filled with a hint of apology.
To be honest, Samael hadn't anticipated that he would be caught off guard by not being adequately prepared and thus attracting Zeus's attention prematurely, exposing both Tina and himself to danger.
A snake is most threatening when it hides its fangs in the dark, poised to strike.
If exposed to sunlight, this creature is not so terrifying.
However, the ancient serpent slightly raised its hand, its five fingers interlocking with Themis's soft hand, its gaze both gentle and firm.
He doesn't regret it! Never!