Greece brings evildoers

Ares Mountain, Hestia's new home.

After ending the lackluster table greetings, Lorne carried a bottle of newly brewed wine and went up to the balcony, sitting at the small table and overlooking the surrounding courtyards.

Familiar faces are either busy firing pottery, or focusing on smelting metal, or carefully mixing potions, or purchasing furniture for a new mansion...

They are the remnants of Crete and the fire entrusted to their two daughters by King Minos.

Compared with those who fled one after another, this group of people who stayed until the end were far superior to the former in terms of mental perseverance and loyalty to civilization.

Therefore, even if they saw the destruction of their motherland with their own eyes and entered a new environment, they did not expend too much energy in meaningless grief. Instead, they tried hard to assume their new identities and get back to work as soon as possible.

Busy work can make people forget to think and forget the passage of time, which is often the best healing elixir for the soul.

Looking at the outstanding performance of the group of people in front of him, Lorne, who is the former clerk of Crete, secretly nodded, and a stone in his heart fell. He raised the full wine glass and raised it towards the south, and then gently Sprinkle it on the ground as a tribute.

At least judging from the current results, the sacrifice of King Minos and that group of elite warriors was worth it.

Not only did they defend their civilization to the death, but they also dragged their old enemies, the Atlanteans, who had been entangled for hundreds of years, into the underworld.

Entering the game with one's own body can win half the battle, and they did it.

This battle is a glorious defeat!

In addition, their sacrifices also resulted in more brilliant achievements.

——It has preserved more than 70% of the population of Crete and almost all the essence of the Minoan civilization!

The eyes of the gods always love to focus on shining individuals, while ignoring those humble ants.

It was also relying on this arrogance of the gods that Lorne and King Minos successfully sent away most of the Minoans through six days and six nights of extreme transportation, allowing them to disperse to various parts of Greece and continue to branch out. Loose leaves.

Of course, such a huge plan cannot be flawless.

As long as we investigate carefully, we will eventually be able to find some clues.

But here, let’s talk about the benefits of the Santorini volcano erupting at the end of the plan.

——The overwhelming volcanic ash and menacing huge waves have torn Crete twice inside and outside.

Even the stone buildings are beyond recognition, let alone ordinary living people.

Therefore, after all this, no one knows how many people on Crete were martyred in that catastrophe.

In this way, the Minoans who had fled one after another were completely safe.

It was for this reason that he and Athena did not collect the bones of King Minos and the heroic spirits of those warriors, but allowed them to rot in the ruins on the seabed.

Of course, it is also their long-cherished wish to exchange death for rebirth and the continuation of civilization.

With a hint of respect and guilt, Lorne poured the second glass of wine on the ground, then raised his left hand and looked at the bronze coat of arms rotating flexibly between his fingers, with a slight arc at the corner of his lips.

However, it's not like he didn't do anything.

——Before the battle, he gave all the chips he had accumulated from the [Daily Notes] and [Weekly Notes] to King Minos and the warriors in the name of [Amulets].

Although there are only a hundred or so coins and cannot benefit everyone, this is still his heart.

It is said that on the dark River Styx in ancient Greek mythology, Charon, the boatman, was responsible for transporting the souls of the dead. Only by bribing him could he ferry him safely.

Therefore, when ancient Greeks held funerals, they would often put two coins on the eyes of the deceased for the deceased relatives to use in the underworld.

In addition, it is said that Charon, the boatman, and the gods of death and sleep are both the sons of the goddess Nyx.

In one version, Hecate is also the daughter of Nyx.

It was based on this possible relationship that Lorne spent almost all the remaining chips he earned with that dice, hoping that those badges could help King Minos and his warriors bribe the Styx. The position is boatman.

But now it seems that his investment was not in vain.

Lorne picked up the third glass of wine on the table, drank it in one gulp, and toasted it to himself.

Subsequently. He turned around and looked towards the opposite side - a mist-like figure that appeared on the chair at some point, and spoke playfully.

"So, what should I call you? Persephone? Hecate? Or... Nyx, the goddess of the night?"

"What?"

After nearly a year, the goddess who reappeared blinked, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, showing an approving look.

"You brewed it? It tastes good."

Lorne watched Hecate's performance quietly without answering, sneering secretly in his heart.

Still pretending!

To steal the dying souls from the River Styx in a grand manner and destroy the order of the underworld, the identity of the Godmother of the Underworld is not enough.

Unless, the entire underworld is under her control.

According to later research on the prayers and images of the two, the three-phase Hecate and the three-phase Nyx are likely to come from the same source.

Only the goddess who represents the original dark side of the world is qualified to make Zeus so afraid, and can make the three brothers Charon, the god of death, Thanatos, the god of death, and Hypnos, the god of sleep, obey her words and stand up to Hades, the king of Hades.

Under the cold gaze, Hecate finally lost her battle and responded with a slight smile, but she still looked enigmatic.

"The name is just a code name after all, you can call it whatever you want."

Lorne nodded, seeming to understand.

"Okay, Blackie!"

"..."

Hecate's face froze, her smile froze, her mist-like body shook violently, and there was a faint sound of gnashing her teeth from her tightly closed lips.

Seeing that the other person was about to have an attack, Lorne quickly put a smile on his face and changed the subject.

"Haha, just kidding, why does the goddess have time to come to my place as a guest? It must not be easy to enter and exit the underworld, right?"

"Didn't you just give me so many undead souls at once?"

Hecate snorted coldly, her eyes as dark as the night showing obvious displeasure, as if she was going to call for punishment.

Lorne smiled slightly and didn't care.

"What, you are not satisfied with this gift?"

"Gift?"

Hecate raised her eyebrows and looked at the eloquent figure in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a little interested. She listened slightly, preparing to give the other party a chance to explain.

"It's not that easy to leverage your destiny. The more fulcrums and supports, the better. Don't you think they are very suitable?"

Lorne's voice was low, with a bewitching smile on his face.

"In the small garden of [Gods], in the world of [Destiny], the most valuable thing is the soul that dares to break through all fates. It just so happens that they are all..."

Hecate looked normal and asked calmly: "Although what you said seems interesting, what do I want them to do?"

Lorne smiled slightly and said: "Of course, to assist Hades and manage the underworld. Just like the three brothers Charon, Thanatos, and Hypnos."

Hecate naturally heard the implication, raised her eyebrows, and became somewhat interested.

"Manage the underworld? Tell me..."

"The number of lives on earth continues to increase, and their birth, old age, sickness and death are becoming more frequent. It would be too hard for such a large workload to be placed on the head of His Majesty Pluto alone. It is better to set up judges in Hades to judge souls based on good and evil deeds. destination and belonging.”

"That makes sense."

Hecate nodded, seeming a little moved.

Lorne struck while the iron was hot and continued to speak.

"Then here, I recommend King Minos to you. He was known for setting laws and being fair and just during his lifetime. He is very suitable for the position of judge. His soldiers are brave and good at fighting and work tirelessly. They can also serve as underworld pawns to jointly serve the people. Your Majesty Pluto shares your worries.”

"Is the One Just?"

"Of course not, the triangle is stable. I suggest decentralizing checks and balances and choosing three judges. One is responsible for judging speech, one is responsible for judging behavior, and the last one is responsible for judging the soul. They can jointly decide where the soul belongs by voting."

"It's barely a good idea..."

After listening, Hecate just gave a neutral evaluation.

"In addition, I heard that the gods like to swear by the River Styx the most, and they also like to break oaths the most..." Lorne mentioned it casually, then shook his head and sighed, as if he was worried about these blood relatives. They worry, "No matter how long life is, it will eventually come to an end, and no matter how prosperous the order is, it may not be able to last forever. If one day the sun sets over the mountains and they fall into Hades and face judgment, wouldn't it be bad?"

Instantly, Hecate's deep eyes lit up with intense interest.

Judge the gods? interesting.

Soon, a happy smile appeared on the goddess's face and she nodded happily.

"I will advise His Majesty Pluto and ask him to seriously consider this proposal."

"Then it will be a blessing to the whole world."

Lorne bowed slightly and looked at Hecate, with the same meaningful smile on his face.