In ancient times, the sun god Apollo once had a golden bird.
Apollo, the sun god, trusted it very much and regarded it as his ears and eyes.
The son of the god king Zeus, the sun god Apollo is a handsome and romantic god.
At that time, gods and humans lived together, and it was normal for gods and humans to fall in love.
Apollo married Colonis, the daughter of King Phlegeus of Thessaly, and was rumored to have given birth to a son, Asclepius, who later became a very famous god of medicine!
But there is a distance between God and humans after all, and it is still as close as a chasm in the sky.
Apollo is a god and a powerful main god who holds multiple responsibilities. He is the god of the sun, the god of music, the god of prophecy, the god of light, and the god of medicine. Therefore, Apollo is very busy and has no time to spend with his beloved.
's wife.
So when Apollo couldn't stay by Koronis's side, he gave the golden bird he trusted, a golden-feathered crow that could speak human language, a mission - to convey the situation of Koronis to Koronis every day.
Apollo.
However, Colonis was not a woman loyal to love. After becoming pregnant with Apollo's child, she had an affair with a man named Iscus.
Because she feels that God's lifespan is infinite, while a woman's youth is limited.
Apollo is the eternal sun in the sky, and she is the firefly in summer.
Only humans can stay with her forever, and God is ultimately superior.
And all this was seen by Apollo's golden bird attendant.
The loyal bird flew to Apollo's side without thinking too much and told its owner the news.
After hearing the report of the golden bird, Apollo was very angry. He was so excited that the laurel crown jumped out of his head and the plectrum fell to the ground. His heart felt like it was being burned. Unable to control the fury in his heart, he picked up his bow and arrow.
, then went to Colonis's residence to vent his anger.
Jealousy buried the Sun God's reason, and anger made Him shoot the golden arrow in his hand.
The long arrow shot through the chest of a beautiful woman and took away a living life.
Looking at Colonis in a pool of blood, scenes of past love appeared before Apollo's eyes again, and regret crept into the heart of the Sun God.
He cut out his child from the belly of Colonis, named him "Asclepius", and sent him to Chiron the Centaur, entrusting him to raise him.
In pain, Apollo burned the body of his woman, regretting that he had made himself hate the golden bird, his god's attendant.
Because the Sun God felt that it was the golden bird who told Him this disgraceful thing that led to this tragedy, so he deprived it of the ability to speak, and could only make the sound of "Yah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"
Feathers turn black.
This is the origin of the Corvus constellation in the starry sky.
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The golden bird was so fast that even the magic mirror lost its trace, causing William's plan to fail again.
Even if he wants to "attack Huanglong", William can only continue to "wait and wait".
When it was almost dawn, the gardener's eldest son Galba woke up alertly. He opened his big, dazed eyes and looked around. It was very quiet. Nothing happened. Then he nodded with peace of mind, stood up, and pretended
Staying up all night on guard duty.
After a while, when the vibrant sunshine filled every corner of the garden, the gardener with a tired face walked into the barrier, came to his eldest son, and asked, "Were the golden apples stolen last night?"
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"No, father, I've been staring! I haven't seen a single figure. The thief must have seen me, so he didn't dare to come over." Galba patted his chest vigorously and said shamelessly.
"I hope so too, Galba, when you grow up, you can share the pressure with me..." The gardener nodded happily and looked up at the golden apple tree.
When Galba heard his father's praise and was feeling proud, the gardener suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Galba, why is there another golden apple missing?"
Galba's heart trembled. He raised his head and looked in the direction he was staring at. A delicate, ripe and delicious golden apple was really missing.
Galba brushed his face and turned pale. He trembled and said, "Father...I...I really have been here all night..."
"Needless to say!" When the gardener saw his son's performance, a trace of disappointment flashed deep in his eyes, and then he said calmly, "This thief is more difficult to deal with than we thought. I will be on duty tonight!"
Galba's face suddenly turned ugly.
At this time, a voice intervened.
"Father, let me help you. You have worked hard all night, so you should go and have a good rest. Wait until tomorrow morning, and you will be able to see the thief and the two missing golden apples, I promise!"
The gardener and Galba turned back to where the sound came from.
The second son, Antony, with a confident face walked from the house with firm steps, and behind him was the frowning younger son Servicus.
It was obvious that they all knew about the golden apple being lost again.
"Anthony..." Looking at his second son's confident look, the gardener hesitated.
"Father, I will climb the golden apple tree tonight. Any thief who wants to steal the golden apples must step over my body, and any thief who wants to steal the golden apples must step over my body."
Anthony strikes while the iron is hot.
The gardener was even more shaken.
"Father, if you are worried, then you can continue to guard outside. If anything happens inside, I will call you immediately!" Anthony's words finally moved the gardener.
"Okay, you will be on duty at the golden apple tree tonight." The gardener was finally convinced by his son and nodded in agreement.
Galba lowered his head, a hint of coldness and jealousy flashed deep in his eyes.
Only the youngest son Servicus looked thoughtfully at the leaf above his head where the golden apple was missing.
The gardener did not report the matter to the king, mainly because he had no face to report it. He would only dare to report it if he caught the thief and got back the golden apple.
And now, he can only place his hope on his second son, whom he has vowed to do.
The gardener was exhausted after staying up all night. After giving instructions to his sons, he returned to the hut to rest.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep, and the sound of purring started to sound.
Without his father by his side, Galba looked at his brother coldly, snorted, and left alone.
Anthony was not angry when he saw it, nor did he ask why. Instead, he came to the golden apple tree with a smile on his face and found a comfortable seat to sit down.
The younger son Servicus was still staring at the leaf, the doubts in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.
When the old gardener woke up, it was already late at night.
He was grumbling with hunger alone, but he didn't dare to waste a moment. He grabbed a piece of hard black bread and rushed out.
Outside, the heroic second son Antony, fully armed, was walking around under the golden apple tree, looking up from time to time at the golden apples above his head.
As soon as he heard the strange sound, Anthony immediately set up his bow and arrow and aimed at the location where the sound came from.
After seeing clearly that it was his old father, Anthony put down his bow and arrow, "Father, is it you? You're awake!"
"Well, where are your younger brother and older brother?" The gardener was quite satisfied with his second son's performance and felt a little more at ease.
"Servicus has gone to bed. As for Galba, I wonder where he went?" the second son Antony answered truthfully.
"Yes." The gardener was silent for a moment. The disappointment in his eyes grew stronger. He paused and then said, "I'll go and watch outside. You can watch carefully here tonight. You can't let the golden apples get lost again. Do you understand?"
"I promise, father, unless a thief steps over my body." said the second son Anthony.
"Very good!" The gardener patted Anthony on the shoulder to encourage him, and then walked out of the barrier.
The proud second son was left behind.
He cheered up and started patrolling seriously.
Time passes bit by bit, and night is mankind's biggest enemy.
Anthony couldn't help but yawned a few times. He looked around and saw that there was no sound at all in the silent garden, let alone any human figure.
Anthony leaned against the tree, squinting his eyes and wanting to take a break, but he didn't expect that fatigue was like a tide. Once it hit, it wouldn't stop. Anthony actually returned to Hypnos, the god of sleep, just like his brother.
's embrace.
the next day.
When the younger son Servicus walked out of the house sleepily, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere outside.
His gardener father had a gloomy face.
His second brother Anthony looked ashamed.
Although his eldest brother Galba also had a straight face, there was a hint of joking in his eyes.
Servicus suddenly understood and his sleepiness disappeared. He walked up to his father and asked, "Father, have the golden apples been stolen again?"
"The third one!" The gardener's voice was like a suppressed volcano.
The youngest son Servicus felt awe-struck and quickly looked up, but could not find the familiar golden apple next to a familiar branch.
The golden apple was stolen again.
"His Royal Highness Calasio saved the lives of our father and son and gave us shelter. Is this how we repay him?" The gardener's voice was very heavy. "Tonight, I will personally guard it! If the thief of the golden apple is still not found.
, I will give my life to compensate the king!"
"Father!"
"Father!"
Galba and Anthony shouted, neither of them expected that the matter would become so serious.
"Stop talking, I have already decided! You will stay outside tonight!" the gardener waved his hand.
"Father, let me be the guard tonight. I guess I know what a thief is?" The younger son Servicus, who had been observing the branches, suddenly interrupted.
"What?" The gardener's father frowned and asked in a suspicious tone, "Vikus (nickname), don't tell lies. How do you know about the thief that your two brothers have not discovered?"
"It's simple, because my two brothers have their eyes on the ground," said Servicus, who didn't know that his two brothers deserted in the middle of the night, "but our thieves come from the sky!
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"In the sky? Do you think he can fly?" Galba asked.
"Yes, brother, the thief can fly. He is not a human, I guess it is a well-trained bird!"
"Little bird? What little bird knows how to steal golden apples? And also has to cross this barrier to get in." Anthony also retorted.
"So I said it was a well-trained bird! Look at the marks on the two leaves, do they look like birds have pecked them?" Cervicus said, pointing to two inconspicuous marks on the branches.
The gardener and his two other sons also looked up, but they were not sure.
After pondering for a while, the gardener said, "Let's see, no matter whether the thief is a human or a bird, we will be here to watch tonight, and we will catch the thief when he comes!"
The other two sons nodded in agreement, hoping to regain a good impression in their father's heart.
"Father, if there are too many people, the birds will not dare to approach." But he didn't want his younger son Servicus to have different opinions, "It's better to do this. Father, you and your two brothers are guarding outside, and I am inside.
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"Your two brothers said this two nights ago. I don't want to get angry here tomorrow morning..." The gardener disagreed.
"Father, I haven't finished speaking yet. You are watching from the outside, but every once in a while, come in and take a look. If anything happens inside, I will report it in time. In this way, isn't it safe?"
The suggestion of the younger son Cervicus was thoughtful. After pondering for a while, the gardener agreed, "Okay, Cervicus, I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Of course, father. Okay. Then I'll go back!" The younger son, Servicus, turned around and left.
"What are you going to do?" the gardener asked doubtfully.
"Go to sleep, father. I have to watch all night tonight, and I will not participate in the day's work! I want to maintain the best mental state, hoping to catch that nasty thief."
The younger son Cervicus was not as confident as his two brothers, but this attitude made the gardener more confident. The gardener agreed, "Well, you go and have a good sleep, Vicus."
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Servicus went back to sleep again.
Not to mention how the old gardener and his two other sons made arrangements outside, the younger son Servicus slept through the night and woke up full of energy.
William, who was in a state of seclusion in the void, had not slept for the past few days, but he had seen all this.
He is a third-level wizard. Let alone a few days, let alone dozens of days without sleep, he will not be as likely to die suddenly as ordinary people.
For people like him, he is becoming less and less human.
William endured two nights of not taking action, fearing that he might alert the enemy, but as soon as tonight passed, things would be different.