Greek Mythology: I open a treasure chest at Olympus - Chapter 130

Chapter 130: I was born from the Light, the Holy One, and the Great One!

At dawn, the night had not yet faded completely, and the far sky was still gray and dull.

In the corner of the Athenian palace, the ladies-in-waiting were busy.

Prince Pertus, dressed in decent satin clothes, stood silently at the gate of the palace with a pair of brown eyes looking into the distance.

The Athenian prince just turned thirty this year. The figure and appearance were born very extraordinary, heavy and slender, angular, looking like a kingly temperament.

He, indeed as he appeared, had a wise brain; in the case of his father, Erechtheus was getting old, to assist him in dealing with political affairs, which were done in an orderly manner by many minister’s trusts.

In the mouth of the people of Athens, he was called ‘Pertus the lion heart’, meaning that he had a lion-like heart, majestic and capable, tough and brave, but also lion-like cruelty and indifference.

“Your Royal Highness, your sister Princess Creusa is in labor.” An elderly maid of honor reported to him.

“Is that sinful child of unknown origin finally going to be born?”

Pertus patted his sleeve slowly, his brown eyes catching a glance of the wrinkled old maid before him, and said indifferently, “Patsy, you’ve been in this palace for almost forty years, haven’t you?”

The old maid nervously touched the corner of her coat: “Your Highness, I was chosen to enter the palace when His Majesty was first born. It has been fifty years.”

“Fifty years, what a long time. Speaking of which, my father and we were raised by you.” Pertus sighed, but there was no expression on his face.

He suddenly stroked the trigger ring on his left thumb, clean fingertips rubbing the smoothness of the ruby; a low voice said:

“To my poor sister and me, you and our mother are similar; I think no mother should be willing to see a beautiful daughter suffer the stigma of raising a child who does not know the father alone.”

The old maid shuddered and said, “Your Highness, I understand what you mean.”

“Then do it securely, and I will wait here for your news.” Pertus had a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand at her.

The old maid Patsy hurriedly greeted a few young maids and walked quickly towards the remote courtyard deep in the palace.

In the small, cold courtyard, several birth maids responsible for delivering babies were anxiously busy at this moment.

When they arrived at the courtyard, the old maid asked coldly, “How is the situation?”

Immediately someone replied: “I guess it won’t take long to give birth.”

“So she hasn’t given birth yet?” The old maid sneered and said to several midwives, “You all go back; I’ll take care of it here.”

“Lord Patsy…” Several maternity maids hesitated a little, but looking at the old maid’s sword-like eyes, they hurriedly slipped out.

“You guys keep the door closed; no one is allowed to come in.” The old maid instructed, and with two young maids, she walked into the inner room.

Just walking into the house, this old aged maid with wrinkles all over her face, her cloudy eyes couldn’t help but shrink.

This room, located in the most remote corner of the palace, had always been the coldest and most severe place, often used to hold the disgraced princess.

Outside, it was clearly as cold as ever.

But into the room, become filled with warmth.

“Could it be that someone brought her a fireplace to warm her up?” The old maid glared at the caretaker maid next to her.

“There is absolutely no such thing; no one has ever come to see her here since His Majesty ordered her to be held here.” The maid of honor shook her head hurriedly.

Then he hesitated and said, “According to our observation, the heat seems to come from her, or… From her abdomen.”

“Lord Patsy, Her Highness, she is not really carrying a child given by the God of light, right? Otherwise, how much heat could be emitted before it is even born.” The guard’s maid tapped her right fist against her brow.

She was also a believer in the Light.

“Nonsense!”

The old maid’s cloudy eyes glared at her: “The God of light is such a great and holy being; how could he give her child like this? As for emitting light and heat in the womb, this is clearly a characteristic of the descendants of monsters, a natural born sinner!”

She stomped her foot angrily and walked inside the room.

Under the reflection of the cloudy eyes, in the small dark room, in front of the simple hardwood bed, sat a beautiful girl in a simple dress.

The long silence so that the former noble princess, with a paper-like white face, rough clothing more than the once luxurious dresses.

But for some reason, the girl, lying calmly on her side of the bed but exuded a strange charm than in the past, a pair of jewel-like clear eyes, bright and full of determination.

The slightly thin face, less delicate but more illuminating tenacity, without makeup to set off, exuded a noble and holy temperament.

In a trance, the old maid Patsy felt that she had come to the temple of the Goddess of wisdom and saw the goddess Athena, who was known for her independence and self-reliance, and pure wisdom.

No, how can she be compared with the goddess Athena? She is just a dirty woman who has been defiled! The old maid told herself this.

Suppressing the thoughts in her mind, her cloudy gaze surfaced cruelly, bitingly staring at the young girl’s rising belly.

“Patsy, what are you doing?” The young girl sensed the evil in her gaze, and her slender hands crossed over her belly warily, caressing it like a rare treasure.

“O Princess, what do you want me to say about you?” In the dark room, the old maid found a chair and sat down, a sigh escaping her lips.

Her cloudy eyes looked at the young girl on the bed; she lowered her voice and said: “You were the most honored Princess of Athens, the representative of purity and beauty, the most perfect dream girl in the hearts of all the princes.”

“But you betrayed the holy goddess Athena, conceived a sinful child for an unknown monster, and set it on the head of the great God of light with blasphemous words.”

“I grew up watching you. How could I have ever imagined that you would become like this!”

Creusa huddled up and frowned: “I’m telling the truth. Just wait for my child to be born, and then it will all be clear.”

“When he is born?” The old maid sneered and stood up, “No, such a sinner should not have the chance to live in the world. I am here to deal with him. As soon as he is born, I will let him return to the arms of Hades.”

Creusa’s beautiful face was full of shock, staring at her with a deadly gaze: “You are offending the great God of light. You will suffer divine punishment!”

So saying, she suddenly felt a swelling pain in her belly, intense light and heat spread in her body, and beautiful cheeks couldn’t help but frown.

“This is her going into labor. You guys deliver her.” The old maid commanded the two young maids around her while a cold smile played at the corners of her mouth.

“It’s never you who offend the God of light; I want to see what kind of divine punishment that sinner can give me!”

In the middle of the old maid’s laughing, the birth of Creusa over there gradually began.

The two maids tensed to deliver her.

The old maid, with a fierce smile on her face, looked coldly at the sky outside.

I didn’t know when the vast sky faded away the curtain of darkness; the sky was flooded with light goldfish belly white, brilliant dawn light through the clear void, for the earth began lead warmth and hope.

“What a beautiful day!” Patsy murmured this but felt something was wrong.

Today the dawn seemed to have come a little early and was far more glorious than usual.

It was like being overlooked by the great God of light.

Just then, a baby cried.

She turned her head with a chill on her old face: “He is born, right? Come, give me the baby.”

The lady-in-waiting answered, “Yes, he was born. He was a beautiful little boy with blond hair…”

“Can you pretend to be the son of the God of light just because it’s blonde?” The old maid let out a sneer and rushed to Creusa. A hand from the maid snatched the child.

“Let go of my child!” Creusa cried out.

But the old maid lunged in vain, and the golden-haired baby, held in the hands of the midwife, floated in the air, opening his brilliant golden eyes with a divine glow.

Creusa and the two young maids were stunned.

Only Patsy, with her old body, abruptly pulled out a knife from her sleeve and shouted: “It is indeed the offspring of a monster, which can fly at birth!”

Her heart was actually filled with panic at this moment, but she knew she had no way back and roared and stabbed the baby with her knife in the air.

“O mortal, is the glory of the son of God of Light something that mortal beings can offend?” The golden infant’s childish eyes indifferently scanned her, and abruptly a pure white flame emerged from the void.

Buzz!

The old maid’s knife just stuck to a bit of that flame and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

She was stunned and scurried backward in shock.

But the flames had long since followed to envelop her body.

“No, O great God of light, please forgive…” She did not have time to finish her plea for mercy before she was completely engulfed by the pure white flames and became a sky of ashes.

The two attendants who assisted in the birth were stunned and fell to their knees in fear, worshipping more than the golden baby floating in the air, chanting the name of the Light with their mouths.

The golden baby, enveloped in brilliant light, ignored them, and his bright eyes smiled at the beautiful maiden on the bed.

The tender voice made a solemn declaration: “I was born from the light, and I was born on the earth through your pure body, bringing glory and splendor. Both holy and great, my name… Fopper!”

The words had not fallen; I didn’t know when the vast sky would be completely covered by the endless brilliant light and lilting music hovering in the void.

Like the world was celebrating the birth of a sacred and great existence.