I was a priest in the city-state era

Yucatan Peninsula.

The temporary palace in Puerto Juarez.

Philomela's bedroom.

Sensing the birth of the child, Roy returned here as quickly as possible.

When Roy walked into Philomela's bedroom, he saw Philomela lying on the bed with a pale face, holding a child with a divine light in her arms.

The six palace maids serving Philomela saw Roy and bowed to him.

At this time, Roy only had Philomela and the child in his eyes.

Ignoring the palace maids and walking in front of Philomela, Roy trembled and stretched out his hands to hold the child, but was worried that he would accidentally hurt the child, so his hands stopped beside the child.

"Brother Roy, you are back so quickly!"

Philomela showed a gentle and sweet smile and took the initiative to put the child in Roy's hands.

"This is our newborn daughter. She must want to be held in her father's arms."

The little body that could hardly feel the weight fell into Roy's hands, and Roy's body stiffened instantly.

Looking at his daughter Icarus's cute little face and bright eyes, Roy's eyes unconsciously shed two lines of tears.

"This is... my child..."

With a plop!

Roy knelt down on his knees in front of Philomela, with tears on his face and a bright smile.

"Philomela, you are really my goddess, giving birth to a miracle of life for me. Now I understand a little bit, how the ancient humans worshiped the ancient earth goddess with such piety."

"Brother Roy..."

Philomela said in surprise at Roy's appearance.

"This is the first time I see you cry like this, although these are tears of joy..."

"I didn't expect that the birth of this child would move me to tears."

Carefully holding his daughter in his arms, Roy continued to ask.

"I have already thought of a name for my daughter. What do you think of the name Ikaros?"

"Ikaros - does it mean yearning for the sky?"

"I am the sun god who dominates the sky. Of course, my daughter should also yearn for the sky where I am."

Roy raised Ikaros with both hands and said.

"Ikaros! As my daughter, this child will become the sun that shines on the New World."

"Brother Roy, do you want Ikaros to rule the New World?"

"This is a natural result!"

Roy nodded and said.

"I don't have the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. For me, daughters and sons have the same inheritance rights."

Then Roy said to Philomela.

"Philomela! The native ethnic groups and native gods in the New World that can fight against the Athenian Empire have been eliminated by me. Next, we need decades or even hundreds of years to effectively rule the 42 million square kilometers of the New World. For our daughter Ikaros, can I leave this matter to you?"

Philomela nodded without hesitation.

"For Ikaros' happiness, I will do my best to conquer every piece of land in the New World."

"Motherly love is so great!"

Roy put Ikaros in Philomela's arms and smiled.

"I believe you will be able to complete the great feat of conquering the entire New World."

After all--

This is not for me as a husband, but for your daughter who will continue your life.

Although the feeling of being a father for the first time made Roy lose himself for a short time.

But Roy has calmed down now.

Because Roy is not only Ikaros's father, but also the emperor of the Athenian Empire, the sun god who rules the gods of Athens.

So Roy does not intend to stop his pace for Ikaros temporarily.

"Ah...ah..."

Ikaros, who returned to Philomela's arms, stretched out his little hand to Roy, and his bright and pure black eyes also looked at Roy with eager eyes.

As a demigod born by Roy and Philomela, Ikaros is born with divinity and divine power, and is naturally different from ordinary children.

Looking at his daughter's hand reaching out to him, Roy didn't know whether she instinctively longed for him as a father or was born with wisdom.

After just a moment of hesitation, Roy put his right index finger into Ikaros' palm.

After Ikaros's little hand tightly grasped Roy's index finger, Roy smiled helplessly.

"Ikaros... If you like me so much, then I will do it for you..."

Although Roy had just decided not to stop moving forward for his daughter.

But in fact, Roy obviously couldn't refuse his daughter's desire.

In a blink of an eye.

Time came to 1595 BC.

August.

In order to take care of Philomela and Ikaros, Roy stayed in Port Juarez for ten months.

The temporary palace in Port Juarez.

The palace courtyard with flowers in full bloom.

Ten-month-old Ikaros can now not only run, but also have simple conversations.

Surrounded by a group of palace maids, Ikaros is playing on the grass and flowers.

In the pavilion of the courtyard.

Philomela lay in Roy's arms, looking at Ikaros, with a smile on her face that she had never had before.

Even when she was inseparable from Procne in the past, Philomela had never smiled so happily.

Roy asked curiously.

"Philomela, do you miss Procne now?"

Philomela was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said.

"Ikaros has filled my heart! If Brother Roy hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have thought of my sister at all."

"That's good!"

Roy said with relief.

"I'm already planning to leave the New World! Ikaros can fill your heart, so you won't be too sad about parting with me."

"Brother Roy--"

Hearing Roy's words, Philomela looked up at Roy and said with difficulty.

"I didn't say that Ikaros can replace your position in my heart. Even if you don't consider my feelings, you have to consider Ikaros-her growth needs the company of her father."

"Philomela! Since I'm not a dedicated good husband, how can I be a good father! I've stayed for you and your daughter for long enough, and now you can raise Ikaros alone!"

After that, Roy's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Roy--"

Philomela reached out to grab Roy, but caught nothing.

Tick-tick-tick-tick-

Just when Philomela couldn't help crying, Ikaros came to Philomela with the palace maid who took care of her and asked.

"Mother... why are you crying? Where is father..."

Philomela excitedly hugged Ikaros in her arms and said while suppressing her crying.

"Ikaros, I will give you both fatherly and motherly love at the same time, and use double love to make you happy forever."

Athens City.

The Royal Palace of Athens.

Standing on the tallest building in the palace and looking at the distant west, Procne said with a complicated expression.

"It's been two years... It's been two years since I separated from Philomela. The people who went to the New World brought back news that Philomela had given birth to a daughter named Ikaros with Brother Roy. I don't know how she is doing now?"

"She is no longer your sister, but Ikaros' mother."

Roy's voice sounded behind Procne.

"As a mother, Philomela now loves her daughter wholeheartedly and no longer feels sad about being separated from you."