Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 318: The Jockey's Ancestor (5.7k)

The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the window into a quiet bedroom.

Accompanied by a vague mumbling, Lorne on the bed woke up slowly, opened his eyes and looked up.

Hmm, a strange ceiling.

Looking around, Loen found that the room he was in had warm tones and a distinctly feminine style.

The wall painting of swans playing in the water and the cute little sculptures on the windowsill reveal the owner's childishness. Several illuminated fluorites are even arranged into star-shaped geometric figures. The thick mattress and a set of soft and silky velvet quilts make this an ideal place to rest.

As if sensing the movement on the bed, a little head that was sleeping soundly on the side of the bed suddenly pulled itself out from the soft bedding and looked at Lorne in surprise.

"You finally woke up!"

Looking at Helen who was so excited that she couldn't control herself, Lorne felt warm in his heart. He nodded and asked with a smile.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been three months."

Helen spoke in a deep voice, her eyes full of fear.

"After the anomaly in the royal city was eliminated, Sister Atalanta brought you back from the palace, but you remained unconscious and your whole body seemed to be about to break apart. You looked so scary..."

Lorne listened quietly and roughly understood the whole story.

In the battle between him and Typhon's incarnation at the Astrological Observatory, he had used too much power beyond his limits, causing this body to be unable to bear the burden and to be on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, Atalanta, who had dealt with the King of Arcadia, arrived in time and brought him back to the courtyard, leaving him in the care of Helen. She herself rushed to the Arcadia Mountains without stopping to support her teammates who were fighting the beast disaster in the back, and finally successfully brought most of the crusaders back to the city.

After three months of recuperation, the cracks in Loen's body have basically healed and his consciousness has recovered.

Everything came to a happy ending.

"boom!"

Just as Lorne nodded secretly, a dull roar came from outside the window, and the whole window was shaking slightly.

His heart tightened involuntarily, and he frowned and asked.

"what sound?"

"Oh, it seems to be a city defense weapon invented by the alchemists sent by Hermes."

Helen answered casually, adding as if it was a matter of course.

"Although the temple was destroyed and the main force of the beast disaster was eliminated, the influence of Typhon's divinity is still there. The violent monsters in the mountains always run out from time to time to harass nearby towns, so the confrontation between Arcadia and the monsters is not completely over yet."

As he was speaking, several dull roars and faint roars of beasts were heard.

Luo En was a little worried, so he got up from the bed and said, "Take me to see it!"

Helen nodded obediently and led Lorne to the scene.

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At the same time, in Arcadia Royal City, north wall.

Hundreds of magical beasts crossed the wilderness, stirring up thick smoke and dust along the way, and rushed towards the Arcadia Royal City where humans gathered.

Looking around, in addition to the familiar faces such as the magic wolves, wyverns, and magic pigs, there are also a few two-headed dogs, chimeras, and other mid- to high-level magical beasts with the characteristics of Typhon's descendants.

"Ichor Cannon, all gun ports, open!"

"Adjust the elevation angle! Capture the shooting range! Release!"

The green-haired, cat-eared female hunter standing on the top of the city wall seized the opportunity, immediately waved her arm and issued an order.

Precious materials such as lapis lazuli, obsidian, and magic crystals were loaded into the energy-supply grooves on the top of the bronze cannon by the alchemists and magicians with painful faces.

Then, the muscular warriors on both sides turned the wheel, raised the shooting range, and filled the muzzle engraved with Hermes with giant bronze arrows as thick as a baby's arm.

As the priests and divinities chanted in unison, the spells on the cannon were activated, and the blessed and enchanted weapon shot out of the city like worthless junk.

Halfway through, driven by the runes of disintegration and fission, these carefully crafted things instantly collapsed, erupting with powerful ether tides.

Dense beams of light shot out in all directions like sharp swords piercing through the sky, tearing the two-legged flying dragons into pieces.

Amid the dull thuds of flesh being pierced and the sharp cries of beasts, dragon scales, bat wings, chunks of meat and other monster parts were scattered bloodily to the ground.

In just a few moments, dozens of flying dragons were slaughtered.

Loen, who was watching the battle in the shadows, nodded with satisfaction as he saw Atalanta responding calmly. Then he swept his eyes over the so-called city defense weapons and the young faces of several defenders wearing owl badges on their chests. He immediately understood where these things came from.

Ichor Cannon, a magical weapon technology that the Minoan civilization learned from the bronze giant Talos, and once equipped it in the Minoan fleet

After the sinking of Crete, these technologies spread to Athens and can be found in the Academy of Athens.

Obviously, the students of the Academy of Athens and the alchemists of the Hermetic school in the crowd made great contributions to the imitation of these finished products.

Human beings are truly an extremely tenacious species.

While Loen was sighing, the monsters had already rushed to the city.

However, due to the loss of their air combat units, these beasts with only brute force could only rely on their physical strength to climb the high walls that were reinforced with magic and divine words.

The Arcadian soldiers standing at each checkpoint and the God-blood heroes from different city-states formed a tight Spartan phalanx, calmly holding their shields and spears.

The twin brothers who were in charge of close-range combat estimated the distance, a sneer gradually appeared on the corners of their raised lips, and they suddenly swung their right hands down.

In an instant, nets woven from monster tendons, javelins engraved with Hermes, and grappling hooks coated with poisonous potions were shot out one after another, binding and killing the monsters that wanted to climb up the high walls and jump into the city.

Then, Atalanta shot arrows into the sky, and the sound of bowstrings vibrating came from the arrow towers distributed on the city walls one after another, and several waves of arrows rained down on the monsters gathered outside the city walls.

Among them, there are not only explosive arrows that can explode, but even more deadly are the poisonous arrows that are hung with bottles of secret poisons from various sects.

If the monsters outside were splashed with these poisons, the affected parts would immediately turn into pus, blood and bones.

Even the stone bricks of the city wall that had been protected by various spells were affected and made crackling sounds, with bursts of white smoke rising.

As the breeze blew, white smoke spread all around, and the monsters began to feel dizzy. The purple-red lines representing the poison spread through the bloodstream to their hearts, causing purple-black blood to continuously flow out of their seven orifices.

"Open the gates! Raise your shields!"

"Mage, cast a protective spell!"

"Priests and priests, prepare to dispel the mysteries!"

The twin brothers took the opportunity to give orders, and charged out with the trained Spartan phalanx, finishing off the monsters that had collapsed on the ground outside the city one by one, and then pulled these dead monsters into the city to divide and kill them.

For humans, the corpses of Warcraft are very valuable resources.

If used properly, this small-scale battle with the Warcraft would not only bring no losses to humans, but would make a huge profit.

As the situation settled, Atalanta and Medea, who was mixed in with the magicians, finally saw Lorne smiling at them from the corner.
The two of them immediately rushed over excitedly and gave each other a big hug.

"teacher!"

"Brother!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wait a minute..." Two priestesses of the Moon Temple hurriedly followed Atalanta and shouted, looking helpless as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Queen?" Loen looked at the student in his arms with curiosity.

Atalanta blushed and felt helpless as well.

"They insisted that I be the one."

"This is the oracle of Lady Artemis." The elderly priestess corrected carefully and reiterated, "Moreover, your bloodline and identity have been certified by the queen, and everyone in Arcadia is willing to support you to become the new king of this country..."

Lorne listened to the conversation between the two parties and roughly understood the whole story.

Although the King of Arcadia died, he left behind a lot of mess.

In order to solve the subsequent troubles and prevent her holy land from falling into the hands of others, Artemis, after learning of Atalanta's royal bloodline, simply pushed Atalanta, her good apprentice whom she had raised personally, to the forefront and let her succeed to the throne and become the queen of Arcadia.

Although it was rare for a woman to be king among the Greek states, Artemis was currently competing with Ares for the faith of the Amazons on Paradise Island.

The Amazon tribe was a group led by a queen, so Atalanta's succession to the throne was not an exception in Artemis's view.

At the same time, Atalanta went along the way, quelling the beast plague in Arcadia, interrupting the sacrificial ceremony in the royal city, rescuing allies as promised... These achievements have long convinced the Arcadian people and the outsiders who jointly fought against the beast plague.

When one's own strength and achievements reach a certain level, there will naturally be no question of gender discrimination.

Thus, with the support of the Temple of the Moon, the strong support of a group of crusaders and two Spartan princes, and the personal certification of the Queen of Arcadia, Atalanta naturally became the Queen of Arcadia.

At first, Atalanta, who did not like being constrained, did not want to take over the title. However, the aftermath of the beast disaster had not been completely eliminated. For the sake of the land where she was born and raised, Atalanta had to take charge of the defense of Arcadia and concentrate on restoring order.

But with the aftermath of several consecutive defeats of beast disasters, Atalanta's reputation grew day by day. After more than three months of running-in, she has been tacitly recognized by all parties as the new Queen of Arcadia.

However, since Atalanta was the spokesperson for the virgin goddess Artemis, the priestesses of the Temple of the Moon did not want their queen to have overly intimate relationships with the opposite sex, so as not to violate her vow to remain chaste for the goddess.

Atalanta was very annoyed by this and naturally had no good face for the priestesses who surrounded her all day long and emphasized the rules.

"Alright, alright, you guys go back first. If you have any opinions, you can raise them to Lady Artemis when I preside over the sacrifice. If you still stay here, whoever wants to be the queen can be the queen!"

After hearing this, the priestesses could only leave in disappointment.

Seeing that the group of old ladies had left her sight, Atalanta suddenly became visibly happy. She hugged her teacher's arm and snorted in reproach.

"Teacher, when did you wake up? You didn't even tell us."

"That's right!" Medea, who was holding her other arm, echoed.

"Look, I just woke up and came to see you." Luo En explained, and then pulled out a witness, "If you don't believe me, ask Helen."

"Ah?" Helen in the corner came back to her senses after hearing this, and nodded quickly, "Oh, that's it."

Hearing this, the two of them were in a good mood and hugged each other's arms a little tighter.

"Brother, to be honest with you, Arcadia has really changed a lot during the three months you were in a coma."

"The royal palace and the Moon Temple have also been renovated inside and out, and can serve as a fortress of refuge when necessary."

Hearing this, Luo En urged with great interest: "It seems that you have put a lot of thought into it. Then I must take a good look."

Seeing the three people talking and laughing together, Helen, who was left out, felt hurt. Seeing that there was no seat left, the little princess was unhappy and left the venue on the grounds of feeling unwell.

Loen thought the other party was tired from taking care of her, so he thanked her and called the twin brothers to take their sister back to rest.

However, someone who turned around and chatted and laughed with Atalanta and Medea did not notice that Helen's look seemed even more resentful when she left.

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"boom!"

After watching her two brothers leave, Helen could no longer hold back her resentment and slammed the door shut.

Why? It was me who waited for three months, it was obviously my turn first!
The little princess complained indignantly while torturing the pillow in her arms.

But the more she thought about this, the more the scene of the three people getting along intimately on the city wall kept appearing in her mind.

Finally, Helen, who had been tossing and turning in bed, stood up angrily and clenched her fists in hatred.

No! I don't want to lose to them!
Then, the girl jumped off the bed barefoot, took a deep breath, opened the magic circle diagram, and three golden apples with pleasant fragrance fell into the plate.

Looking at the mouth-watering golden treasure in front of her, Helen swallowed and showed a proud look on her face.

Humph, I'll give the daytime to you.

When night comes, with the treasure given to me by Lady Aphrodite, I will definitely be able to get back the person I love!
Helen thought so and glanced at the rising sun outside the window, and suddenly felt a little bored.

It’s still early before nightfall. How am I supposed to get through the rest of the day?

The depressed little princess looked around and her eyes soon fell on the bed where someone had been lying, her eyes gradually brightening.

After a moment, Helen jumped onto the bed, hugged the velvet quilt tightly in her arms, buried her head and took a deep breath of the remaining smell in the quilt, her face full of comfort, as if her soul had been purified.

"The smell, hehe, his smell..."

The girl rubbed her flushed face against the quilt, and her mumbling became increasingly unclear.

~~
At night, the three people who had been wandering in the city for a day finally returned to the courtyard.

Loen took out his homemade mead and gave it to the two to quench their fatigue and thirst. He sat aside and recalled the news he had heard from the two during the day.

Strictly speaking, the ending of this beast disaster subjugation mission was not perfect because there were too many variables.

Although the Temple of Typhon was destroyed and his will was expelled, the second generation of Typhon descendants he created spread to all parts of Greece with the invasion of beasts.

Now, some surrounding city-states have begun to spread news that monsters are blocking roads and injuring people for evil.

This was an unprovoked disaster for the first generation of Typhon's descendants who were forced to take the blame on the God of War Mountain.

But it’s better this way, just let the second generation who are doing evil outside take the blame for the little guys in the God of War Mountain, and they hide behind the scenes.

Even if they secretly use Typhon's name to do some bad things, they can also put the blame on those second-generations.

After Loen calculated the pros and cons, he felt a little happier.

At this time, Atalanta and Medea drank a few glasses of wine and their stomachs began to growl.

Luo En came back to his senses and smiled.

"Hungry? Well, I'll cook tonight as a reward for your excellent performance over the past three months!"

Upon hearing this, Atalanta and Medea nodded happily, their faces full of anticipation.

As frequent visitors to the Ares Mountain, they knew that their teachers and senior brothers had inherited the legacy of the goddess of the kitchen, Hestia, and had superb cooking skills.

However, since becoming the main god, the god of wine has been busy with government affairs and rarely cooks.

Now that they have the opportunity to taste his cooking, Atalanta and Medea feel excited just thinking about it.

"Okay, I'm going to go out and buy some food. You guys go play with Helen next door first, and then call her over when it's time for dinner. She's been watching over me for so long, it must be hard for her."

Lorne waved his hand, left a few instructions, and began to prepare for dinner.

Originally, the twin brothers should have invited them, but unfortunately, they had just received news from the hunter that he was taking a team of people out of the city to the Arcadia Mountains to deal with a completed beast nest. It was estimated that they would have to wait until later to entertain these two.

After watching Loen leave, Medea and Atalanta, who had nothing to do, came to Helen's door, knocked gently, and prepared to have some emotional exchanges with the little Spartan princess.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no response from inside the door.

not there?

The two men were stunned. Slightly tipsy, they raised their hands, pushed open the half-open door, walked into the room, and activated the fluorite.

Unexpectedly, Helen was in the room, but she was sleeping soundly under the quilt.

At this moment, the girl on the bed had a flushed face, her cheek rubbing against the velvet quilt, her legs sometimes clamped together, sometimes stretched straight, and she murmured vague mumblings, as if she was having a wonderful dream.

Seeing this, Medea poked Atalanta's arm and asked in a low voice.

"Should we wake her up?"

"Shh!"

Atalanta made a gesture of silence and shook her head slightly.

"She has been guarding the teacher's bed for three months. She must be exhausted. Let her have a good rest. Besides, it's still early before dinner time, so there's no rush."

Medea nodded in understanding, and just as she and Atalanta were about to leave quietly, their eyes were attracted by the three golden apples on the table.

They smell so good...

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“Crackle~Crackle~~”

A sound like a rodent grinding its teeth reached her ears, and Helen, who was sleeping on the bed with her head covered, was awakened. She opened her eyes in depression.

She was almost there, she was almost able to complete her coming-of-age ceremony.

Moreover, the protagonist is the person she has been thinking about.

“Crackle~Crackle~~”

The familiar gnawing sound came again. Helen was angry and immediately threw back the quilt and looked at the two people at the source of the sound.

"What are you doing late at night?"

Atalanta and Medea at the table stopped chewing and looked apologetic.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry..."

"This apple smells so good, we couldn't help it..."

Apple?

Helen was slightly stunned, then looked at the fruit core with golden skin in the hands of the two men. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and her heart and lungs stopped.

"You, you guys..."

After a pause of several full seconds, the girl let out a trembling cry.

"My golden apple!"

Seeing Helen's heartbroken look, the two looked at each other.

"It's just two apples, right? Even though they taste good, there's no need to be so stingy, right?"

"How about this, where did you buy it? We'll buy it for you later!"

Helen couldn't help but feel sad when she heard this.

"Buy? Can you afford it?! That's..."

The talk stopped here.

Helen realized that these things given to her by the god of love seemed a little shameful, so she could only purse her lips and shed tears of grief and anger.

"You guys are going too far!"

"No, no, don't cry! It's all because the apple smelled so good that we couldn't help ourselves!"

"Besides, we didn't finish eating, so we left one for you."

As Atalanta and Medea spoke, they quickly handed the remaining golden apple to Helen.

Seeing the only remaining seedling being taken out of their arms by two people, Helen became even angrier.

"go out!"

"Well, we..."

"go out!!!"

The girl immediately jumped out of bed with a dark face, dragged Atalanta and Medea out of the house, then slammed the door, holding the only golden apple left in her arms, and couldn't help crying.

Looking at the closed door, Atalanta and Medea were dumbfounded.

"What should I do? Helen seems really angry?"

"How about we find our senior brother? Let him come and coax her."

After the two of them discussed it, they turned around and rushed to the kitchen to ask Loen for help.

But for some reason, the further they walked, the hotter they felt inside their bodies, and their vision became a little blurry. Especially when they saw the figure busy in the kitchen, it seemed as if a switch in their bodies was suddenly turned on.

An indescribable urge and hunger surged into my heart, drowning everything.

"What's wrong with you two? Why are your faces so red?"

"Why are you rushing over? The rice isn't cooked yet..."

"Wait, stop touching me!"

"Help, help!"

A wailing sound was drowned out by the rough tearing sounds in the night.

(End of this chapter)