Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 549 550. The ancient Greeks were like this

Lan En helplessly looked at the Cross of Life in his hand, which was of no use to him but shone golden light when it was in Cassandra's hand.

If this thing can't be used by itself, how can it be used as a pre-ordered smart surgery platform?

Let Cassandra do it for you?

If you just consider the friendship between the two at this time, this is not difficult. And Harpalos' idiotic way of using it also proves that the operation method of this thing is very simple.

But the problem is that Lan En is leaving soon and returns to the world of magic.

Only by relying on the advanced magic equipment of Arethusa Academy could he produce high-precision enhanced organs that met the requirements.

Could Cassandra go with him?

She left the isolated island of Kefalonia in search of her family. Her goals in this life are all in this blue Aegean Sea, waiting for her to find them.

How could she possibly follow herself into a strange, aimless world?

It would be great if I could travel back and forth between the two worlds as I wish.

Lan En thought so.

But at the same time, I feel a little greedy and whimsical.

"That's a shame, sir. We already have the tools we need."

"Get used to it, Mentos." Lan En shook his head, "Come back and study this Anka more to see if you can bypass the usage restrictions inside. Although it should be unlikely."

"Let's go, Lan." Kassandra called the witcher behind her as she walked outside. "There's nothing left here."

The huge stone door slammed shut again.

The two of them stood under the bright sunshine of the Aegean Sea again.

But Lan En frowned slightly when he walked out, and his palms wearing leather gloves with steel armor quickly grabbed the side of his head.

‘Whoosh~’ An arrow happened to be caught in the hand of the demon hunter from the air.

Cassandra in front was instinctively activated by the movement and her fighting consciousness was activated. She lowered her body and looked at the trajectory of the arrow.

It was a tall white cliff. In the middle of the cliff, a muscular man wearing a shiny golden Greek armor was staring at Lan En who caught his arrow with his palm.

But the words he shouted were obviously addressed to Cassandra.

"It's time for you to talk to me!"

After saying that, just like a replica of Cassandra, he completely overcame the steep and steep white cliff with just a few knuckles of his fingers and climbed towards the top of the cliff.

Kassandra climbed up the cliff together without thinking too much.

She didn't think about whether there would be an ambush above, or whether this person would take advantage of her high position to knock her down. This is very unusual for a mercenary who has experienced many battles and made a name for himself.

That man must be Cassandra's brother.

Because they are blood relatives, they don't have many wariness.

Lan En looked at the cliff in front of him, which was at least forty meters high, and couldn't help but grind his teeth.

"Okay, both of them are rock climbing masters, right?"

The young man complained softly.

But complaining was all about complaining, so he quickly found a relatively smooth road to catch up.

Although he was Cassandra's biological brother, after being trained and brainwashed by the Cult of Kosmos, who knew what he would do.

The two of them started talking about something on the top of the cliff. Lan En didn't arrive, so he didn't know.

But he heard the last bit.

"Don't call me Alexios! This name is so weak that it makes you want to vomit! I know what happened that night! I am Deimos now!"

"Yes, Deimos. If you are Deimos now, then I really don't know you at all!"

"Then let me introduce you."

The man in golden armor took a step forward with his well-developed chest and pressed against Cassandra's chest with great force.

"He is a demigod! His power and fury are unparalleled! The entire Greek world and religious cults revere and worship him!"

"Is this also the story the cult tells you when it puts you to sleep?"

Cassandra said evilly.

This made Deimos wave his arms angrily, and Lann felt that it would be impossible for him to jump up and curse at the next moment.

"Whatever you say, the Divine Religion will eventually take control of everything!"

In the end, Deimos didn't jump up, but sneered.

"Don't expect that if you just say a few words of 'Mom', we can turn enemies into friends, and then we can embark on a funny road to find relatives together. We are extremely weak!"

After saying that, Deimos slapped away the hand that Cassandra extended to him, turned around and left.

And when he passed by Lan En, who had just arrived, he looked up at his face rather uncomfortably, then gave a slight 'hum' and left without looking back.

The witcher scratched his chin and walked up to Cassandra, who looked downcast because she was rejected by her brother, with a strange look on her face.

"Your brother," Lan En said carefully, carefully considering his words, "Why do I feel that he is a bit naive?"

When Deimos said that Cassandra was 'extremely weak', Lan En thought he was seeing a rebellious guy who was showing off his excellence by laughing at his sister.

Cassandra was still immersed in the pain of being regarded as an enemy by her brother.

But Lan En's words suddenly broke her guard.

".Pfft!" It was obviously very contradictory, but Cassandra still couldn't help laughing.

"He was trained by the cult. I guess those people are not prepared to give their violent weapons a normal education, right?"

"But it doesn't matter, Lan En, I will definitely bring him back!"

There was nothing worth stopping in Andros, so Cassandra and Lan returned to the Adrestia and sailed into the blue Aegean Sea again.

That night, Cassandra came to Lan En's cabin again, weighing two amphora filled with wine.

Just like the night they left Megaris.

"Are you going to have a drink with me every time you have trouble with a relative?"

Lan En huddled in the small cabin. With his current size, living in a regular cabin was really a bit awkward.

After Kassandra entered the door, she closed it behind her back and stood with her back against the door, tilting her head and smiling as she looked at Lan En, who was huddled in the cabin.

And just like a middle-aged uncle sitting on the sofa watching TV, he drank a swig from an amphora in his mouth.

The Aegean Beauty's face was flushed with alcohol.

She smiled and said nothing, but Lan En felt something was wrong.

The young man then pulled himself tighter with a sullen expression.

"Uh, what do you want to do?"

Lan En stuttered, and then a fist hit him directly in the stomach!

Kassandra placed the amphora in her hand beside the bed. After the broken spear, the Spear of Leonidas, was strengthened on the forging platform, she seemed to have been strengthened as well.

At least this punch really hit the unprepared Lan En hard.

Cassandra, on the other hand, sat on her prey like a huntress who had finished hunting.

"Shut up, Lan En. I can't even imagine that I can endure being around the person I like for so long without sleeping with him!"

"Uh, but I have a wife."

Lan En explained carefully while covering his stomach where he was punched.

But this beauty who was born in ancient Greece asked in confusion.

"wife?"

"But what does that have to do with you sleeping with me?"

No problem, the ancient Greeks were like this.

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