Greece brings evildoers

——Apollo, the god of light and prophecy!

Almost as soon as he saw the dazzling and handsome young man in front of the door, Lorne instantly determined the identity of the other person.

There is no way, there are only so many male gods in the entire Olympus, you can count them on one hand.

With such a close relationship with Artemis, and the standard equipment of a silver bow and arrows, plus his peacock-like shape, he is probably the legendary brother-in-law.

At this time, Apollo outside the door and Athena inside the door were so dark that they could almost squeeze out ink.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lorne quickly stopped the enthusiastic Huntress next to him and winked at her crazily, signaling her to pay attention to the situation. At the same time, he tried to maintain a smile and made polite inquiries in order to change the topic.

"Master Artemis, Master Apollo, how come you two came to the city of Knossos?"

Finally, Artemis noticed some subtle atmosphere around her, and couldn't help but wake up from a dream. She quickly distanced herself from Lorne, regained her elegant standing posture, and explained with a smile.

"Athena invited us here. She heard that a grand festival is being held in Crete. The scene is very lively, and there will be a good entertainment program after the end. We happened to have nothing to do recently, so we came to take a look."

While the Huntress answered the questions patiently, she did not look at her accompanying brother or Athena who initiated the invitation and was the host. Her eyes were staring at someone from beginning to end.

Gradually, Apollo's handsome face became a little angry. He took a step forward, stood in front of Artemis, and asked coldly.

"Where is Aunt Hestia? Isn't this her home? Who are you? Why are you here?"

A scrutinizing gaze was cast, stern, mixed with some unpleasant hostility.

"He is my aunt's newly recruited god, and like you, he is a distinguished guest from Crete."

Athena stepped forward and responded lightly with a smile.

Although the voice of this goddess of wisdom is soft and gentle, her words are both soft and yet hard, with a majestic and majestic aura that no one can doubt.

Apollo was slightly startled after being slapped back. He couldn't help but restrain his arrogance, and re-examined Lorne in front of him, still a little suspicious in his eyes.

"Auntie's new disciple? How come I haven't heard of it?"

At this moment, the stove goddess, who was awakened by the noise outside the door, walked downstairs, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and snorted unceremoniously.

"Hey, Apollo, what does it have to do with you whether I recruit or not? Do I need to report to you first?"

"Aunt Hestia, how could that be? I'm just caring about you."

Seeing the visitor, Apollo immediately put on a smile and explained in a low voice. He looked gentle and elegant in every gesture, and his words and deeds made people feel like spring breeze.

"No need! I'm fine!"

Hestia rolled her eyes unceremoniously at her nephew outside the door, and at the same time pulled Lorne, who was in the center of attention, to her side, then shrank behind Athena and whispered softly.

"Hey, did this guy bully you?"

Lorne shook his head mechanically, trying to maintain a polite smile on his face.

"No? That's good! If he dares to mess around, see how I beat him!"

The stove goddess on the side rolled up her sleeves, showed off a slender and white arm, and waved it in the air, looking like "I am very reliable" to support her newly promoted god.

Lao Da, I beg you, if you don’t want me to die, just hold back your words!

Enjoying the care from the goddess, Lorne could feel the murderous aura around him, and the expression on his face gradually began to collapse.

At the same time, Apollo, who was ignored in front of the door, Athena, who was used as a human shield inside the door, and Artemis, who was left alone, gritted their teeth and looked at each other with gloomy eyes.

“Isn’t it bad to have guests staying outside?”

Finally, under Lorne's "kind-hearted" reminder, Hestia suddenly seemed to have a switch turned on. She patted her head skillfully and showed a formulaic warm smile.

"Yes, yes, let's go in first and eat first!"

Faced with the warm invitation from the goddess of the hearth, the three Olympian gods walked into the room expressionlessly. Like puppets on strings, they sat down and waited for breakfast to be served. Then they picked up their respective portions and tore them apart. and chewing.

It felt like three zombies gathered around the dining table, enjoying a feast of human flesh.

As the dim light of the dying fire reflected on the faces of the three gods in the living room, a terrifying and gloomy atmosphere arose spontaneously.

Lorne, who was hiding in the kitchen to help cook, couldn't help but swallow his saliva and felt a slight chill on his body.

At this time, the stove goddess, who went back and forth between the kitchen and the living room several times to feed the three nephews and nieces, couldn't help scratching her head and muttering softly.

"What's wrong with them? Eat so much so early in the morning?"

"I'm hungry..." Lorne in the kitchen rolled his eyes and hummed angrily.

Hearing the resentment in the words of the external brain, Hestia shrank her neck and smiled. Then she quietly poked her head out and looked into the living room, unable to help but whisper.

"It's true Athena, why did you invite that annoying guy here?"

"Apollo?" Lorne raised his eyebrows.

"Well, when we were in Olympus, he and Poseidon kept pestering me, insisting on reading poems to me and asking me which notes should be filled in for which piece of music. How do I know? It's so annoying!" Kitchen While Hestia was talking about the past, there were waves of depression on her face.

When Lorne listened, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Reading poetry? Composing?

Do you think this God of Light is still a literary young man?

However, singing poems and playing music to the Goddess of the Hearth is really just flirting with a blind man.

"To tell you the truth, I just moved out of Olympus and took refuge on Crete because I was annoyed by their troubles."

In the kitchen, Hestia was talking about the past and began to complain about her landlord who also made her feel uneasy.

"Athena knew it clearly, but she still dared to let that guy in. Let's see how I deal with her later!"

Realizing that this stalemate was not an option, the Stove Goddess, who was gradually getting bad at being around someone, decisively added a few more spoons of salt to the newly cooked food.

After a while, the new meal was served. After a few simple bites, the three main gods in the living room couldn't help but twitch their facial muscles slightly. They immediately put down the tableware in their hands, ended the long and depressing meal, and got down to business.

"The weather is nice today, how about we go hunting together?" Athena suggested first.

"Okay!" Artemis and Apollo looked at each other and nodded happily.

Immediately, Athena turned to look at Hestia in the kitchen, with a faint smile on her face.

"It's a rare occasion to get together, right?"

After being bored at home for a long time, Hestia couldn't help but feel a little moved. She immediately pulled Lorne beside her and nodded.

"Okay, Lorne and I will go and have a look too!"

Seeing Hestia holding the hand of the new servant god and walking out of the kitchen in an intimate manner, Apollo's originally sunny face suddenly became a little gloomy, and he looked at someone with a rather unkind look. .

Similarly, noticing the undisguised hostility of the brother-in-law, Lorne couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Among the symbols of the Greek gods, Apollo represents absolute rationality. He is opposed to the irrational madness represented by Dionysus, the god of wine. The Greeks believe that following Apollo's rationality can make people better. Life, and occasionally falling into Dionysian ecstasy, is an excellent way to break through the imprisonment and shackles.

At the same time, the aristocratic politics advocated by the Apollonian sect in Delphi was in sharp contrast to the civilian line advocated by the Dionysian sect.

Obviously, he and his brother-in-law are not naturally at odds with each other.

Whether it is thoughts or interests...

Lorne's eyes swept over Artemis and Hestia, his eyes twinkling faintly.

What a coincidence, I don't like you very much either, brother-in-law...