The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Only Patroclus knew that it was Apollo who sneaked up on him, and the searing arrow pierced his chest and hit his powerful beating heart.

In order to let Zeus' youngest son win.

Vile and shameless deity.

Selfish and greedy.

He could only watch his soul slowly rise, and as a mortal, he was powerless to resist the power of the gods.

Destiny is in the hands of the gods, and when you fall in love with someone, where you get hurt, and when you die, it's up to you.

All that remained in his heart was endless sadness.

The soul drifted farther and farther away, to where he belonged.

"Good luck, Axte. The

voice of the sun god Apollo gradually dissipated, his mission was completed, the victory of this war was decided, and he did not need to stay here.

Axte held the silky ribbon in his hand, which Apollo made from the light of the sun and the moon, and with the blessing of the gods, he could better cover the power of those eyes.

The gentleness of the goddess of the moon, the heat and warmth of the god of the sun.

It was not much different from the strap before Tilo.

"Fobos, we will eventually fall in love with the same person.

Axte looked into the distance, where the sun set.

There was a mournful cry from the battlefield.

The Greeks were defeated for the second time.

Axter had expected that under Zeus' forced intervention, everything would be as prophesied.

Back to the barracks.

Agamemnon, however, did not frown, only because this time Achilles offered to return to the battlefield, and as long as he was there, the Trojans would be afraid, and the victory must belong to their Greeks.

As always, the first thing Akta did when he returned to the barracks was to look for Tilo.

The induction of the golden ring told him that Tilo was not in the barracks at the moment.

Axte's heart sank.

Tiluo is simple by nature, and he is most afraid of living people, and is easy to be coaxed.

Fuis looked up at Axter, her beautiful azure eyes were a little surprised: "Lord Axte, didn't you take your little highness to pick wild fruits, why did you come back so soon?"

Fuis crooked her eyes, not yet realizing the seriousness of the matter.

Axter suddenly spread his huge wings, followed the induction in his heart, and flew quickly in one direction.

His heart was beating fast, as if it was about to explode from his chest.

He had never been as afraid as he was at this moment, afraid that the simple boy would be robbed and killed by the gods, and quickly flapped his wings and flew in that direction.

The distance is getting closer.

It's a huge valley.

There is no end in sight to the green meadows, cows and sheep grazing by the stream, the flowers are delicate, and the branches of wild fruits on the fruit trees hang down the branches, full and juicy.

He saw a familiar figure.

He swooped down from the sky and took the boy into his arms before he could react.

It wasn't until the familiar soft touch in his arms came, and Axte's beating heart that almost exploded, that it slowly calmed down.

"Lord God, I miss you so much. The

young man hugged his waist, his voice was a little aggrieved, the white robe on his body was still prepared by him in the morning, his face was clean, and there were no scars on his body.

Only the fingertips were stained with a little dirt.