"I lived here before I came to the holy mountain," said Dionysus. "I was raised by the fairies of the forest. When I was a child, I played with mountain gods and talked to animals."

Because of this experience, the divinity of Dionysus is full of wildness and freedom.

Venus looked longingly: "That sounds cool."

Dionysus smiled and said nothing. What he didn't say was that every time the Heraists came, he had to hide and live like a rat in the gutter.

That was too embarrassing, not cool at all.

Cupid followed behind them, flapping his wings along the way, flying to the tree to see the birds in the nest, and flying to the river to play with the fish in the water.

"Uncle Bacchus." Cupid pointed to the flowers by the roadside curiously, "What kind of flower is this?"

He had only seen a large field of red and white roses in his father's garden, but it was clearly not a rose, he had never seen it.

"It's daffodils," said Dionysus.

"How did it come?" Cupid knew that the rose came to the world with the birth of his father, and he was curious about the origin of other flowers.

Dionysus told him a story: "One of my playmates is a beautiful mountain fairy named Ike, who fell in love with a boy named Narcissus. Narcissus has the most beautiful face in Greece... …”

Venus Occupational Disease Attack: "Is It Prettier Than Me?"

Dionysus paused and smiled: "Of course not. But among humans, he is quite good-looking."

Venus followed and listened to the story: "You continue."

Dionysus went on: "He rejected Iko's courtship, thinking that no one could surpass his beauty."

Cupid immediately said: "Then he should meet his father and feel what it means to be ashamed!"

Dionysus smiled: "I'm afraid there's no chance. He saw his reflection in the water by the river, marveled that there are such beautiful people in the world, he fell in love with himself and wanted to embrace his reflection... Then he He jumped into the water and drowned. The forest fairy was so sad that he turned him into a daffodil."

Venus: "...So daffodils represent narcissism?"

Dionysus said: "The summary is incisive."

"Okay, the story is over," Dionysus laughed. "It's time for us to go to the Dionysian Carnival."

The forest was already lively. The faun Pan played the reed flute, the sheepman Satir drank wine, the forest fairies played together, and the Dionysian madwoman dressed in animal skins held torches high in the forest, singing and dancing.

When Dionysus, wearing a wreath of ivy and grape branches, holding a scepter of wine, appeared in the forest, the revelry stopped for a moment, and then all beings bowed and worshipped, they were all Dionysus fanatical believer.

Who is the young man beside His Highness Dionysus? Is it his new lover? That was the most beautiful man they had ever seen!

Venus wears a wreath of white roses and a gorgeous robe, which is incompatible with the wild dress of the mountain people.

Dionysus raised his head and took a sip of wine, tilted the wine jar down, and poured the rest of the wine on the ground, signaling the revelry to continue.

So the people cheered loudly and danced in a circle, and even Cupid was caught in the circle.

Dionysus stretched out his hand to Venus: "Little Venus, I regret not dancing with you when I was an adult. Can I invite you to dance now?"

Infected by the joyful atmosphere, Venus gladly put his hand up: "Of course."

...

I can't remember how many dances danced or how many drinks drank.

Venus was drunk, and his cheeks were as delicate as red roses. His blond hair is scattered, and even his dance steps are not stable, and he will collapse when his body becomes weak.

Dionysus took him in his arms just in time.

"You are drunk," said Dionysus. "I will help you to rest for a while."

"Cupid—" Venus hadn't forgotten his son.

"With so many people watching, he'll be fine." Dionysus whispered.

Venus thinks too. Even if there are bad people who meet Cupid, there will only be bad people. The effect of Cupid's arrow is terrifying.

Although it's just a toy bow and arrow made by Hephaestus. But Vulcan products must be high-quality products, and they are made for their own children. They are very careful. They look cute and playful, but they are actually very powerful artifacts. Cupid improved the arrow again, adding his own power of love, and completely transformed the hunting arrow into an arrow of love, from the gods, kings and queens to birds and beasts.

"Okay." Venus quickly gave up his son. Dionysus helped him to a place far away from the crowd, so far away that the music could hardly be heard.

They sat and rested under a big tree, and Venus closed his eyes on Dionysus' shoulder.

He is incapable of drinking, and his love is gradually surging.

After giving birth to Cupid, it took him a long time to bring back his divine power. During this period, he never had any relationship with other gods except that Hephaestus would send him divine power. Those Olympians guessing that he has slept all over the Holy Mountain is absurd.

Hephaestus has been trying this dish for too long, it's time for a change.

"Dionysus." Venus opened his drunken and hazy eyes, and his mouth was still as straightforward, "Do you?"

Dionysus was just stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "No one is willing to refuse little Venus."

Cupid was so cute that he was kneaded by the forest fairies for a while, and finally escaped, and immediately stayed away from the carnival dance.

Where have father and Uncle Bacchus gone?

Cupid couldn't find Venus there, but instead went more and more remote.

Suddenly, he stopped, aware of the imminent danger, and immediately flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

An arrow hit where he was standing before, and if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been injured by now.