Greece brings evildoers

Sisyphus was the builder and king of Corinth. According to legend, he once kidnapped the God of Death and made death unnecessary in the world.

Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, that old man should be the culprit of this kidnapping case.

According to the original fate track, his evil deeds will be exposed sooner or later, and after successively offending his heavenly father Zeus, kidnapping Thanatos, the god of death, and defrauding Hades, he will receive eternal punishment in the underworld.

Anyway, it is only a matter of time before you are caught and punished, so brother, just make a small sacrifice.

Lorne, who had successfully diverted the trouble away, muttered secretly in his heart, and then insincerely offered a few seconds of silence as repentance.

There is no way, a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

"Yoho! That woman is finally gone!"

An excited cheer interrupted Lorne's thoughts. Circe, who had successfully escaped, stood on tiptoes, patted her apprentice on the shoulder, and praised loudly.

"Well done! I really didn't raise you up like this in vain!"

Lorne smiled and took away Circe's paw, showing a philistine expression.

"Teacher, I've helped you so much, so empty words aren't enough, right? What are the benefits?"

"Yes! Everyone has one!"

Circe nodded repeatedly with a smile on her face, and immediately took out a few small cakes from the basket and put them into the hands of Lorne and Astraea respectively.

Looking at the exquisite snacks in her hand that had the shapes of piglets, gray wolves, white rabbits and other animals, and were sweet and fragrant, Astraya couldn't put it down.

"so cute!"

"Haha! Not bad, you are very discerning!"

In response to the praise, Circe's pretty face showed a look of satisfaction, and she held her head high to show off.

"In order to make these shapes, I made special molds. And there are fillings with different flavors such as apple, fig, grape and so on. You will never get tired of them!"

Hearing this, Astraea couldn't help but swallow her saliva, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to devour the small cake in her hand and taste the taste.

But a hand stretched out from the side held down the goddess of justice's head.

At the same time, the owner of the hand, Lorne, looked at his witch teacher with suspicion.

"Is there nothing else besides delicious food?"

"have!"

Circe nodded heavily, raised her hand and pressed her barren chest, and solemnly declared.

"That is my kindness to you, the witch Circe! Like the dark moon traveling in the sky, my gratitude will always be by your side!"

Feeling that the hem of his clothes was gently pulled by little Medea behind him, Lorne narrowed his eyes and looked at the "conscience" that was equivalent to nothing on Circe's chest. He handed over the little "conscience" in his hand with a smile. cake.

"No need to be grateful. Come on, help me eat these first. I have a bit of a taboo on sweets recently."

"Hey...? Uh...this...this..."

Circe subconsciously took a few steps back, speaking vaguely. Then she glanced aside and swallowed Astraea's saliva. She immediately rolled her eyes, took the small cakes, and gave them to the goddess of justice. .

"I haven't had a good appetite lately, so just eat it all!"

"good!"

Hearing that there was such a good thing, Astraea immediately nodded excitedly and opened her mouth to try one first.

"boom!"

However, just as the greedy Goddess of Justice raised her hand, there was a dull impact from the Ares Mountain, and billows of smoke filled the air.

Noisy sounds and chaotic commotions occurred one after another.

"Oops! Two pigs ran to the sacrificial ground and made a fuss!"

"Pig? Where did it come from?"

"He just rushed out of Stheno and Euryale's room. He has pink-purple fur and snake scales underneath! Is it...the two adults'...pets?"

"Don't worry about so many things for now. Quickly, deploy the suppression spell and catching net, and catch them first!"

"Wait, the suppression spell doesn't work? What's going on? Goddess above! They can actually fly!"

On the Ares Mountain, two pink and purple piglets spread their golden wings on their backs and ran around like lightning, knocking off the priests and priests who were chasing and blocking them around the square.

Hearing a cry for help, Astraea immediately put down the cake that was already on her lips, feeling a sense of justice in her heart.

"I'm going to help!"

"It's okay, it won't cause much damage. According to the situation, it will probably calm down in a while."

Circe stopped Astraea, waved her hand casually, and comforted her with a smile.

"Besides, there are so many priests and priests up there. We can definitely solve the problem. Let's eat something to fill our stomachs first..."

"boom!"

Before Circe could finish speaking, a dull roar came from the courtyard at the northeast corner of Ares Mountain again.

"No, no, no! Pigs! Pigs! There are some here too!"

"It rushed out from the backyard of Master Hestia's house. It's golden, very small, but very fast!"

"No, it's coming to the temple!"

"Defense technique! Activate the defense technique quickly and force it into the uninhabited area to the north!"

With his excellent eyesight, Lorn saw the three little pigs on the sacrificial site that seemed familiar through the diffuse smoke and dust. Lorn suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He pointed at the small cake in the basket and faintly ask.

"Who did you give this to?"

Circe blinked and thought for a moment, then clapped her fingers and answered nonchalantly.

"Well, first there are two purple-haired twin brats who talk rudely and irritably!"

"There is also a little brat with golden braids and a pair of wings on her back. How dare she say that the color of my wings is not as good-looking as hers! Damn it!"

"Finally, there is a centaur with golden brown hair and green eyes. He is quite nice. He told me that there are more customers at the bottom of the mountain, so I gave him a few extra yuan for free..."

As a certain witch counted her few three batches of customers, a dull crashing sound came from the mountain again.

A huge wild boar with golden brown hair, several meters tall, stood up from the collapsed wooden house and looked around blankly.

And it seems to have the ears and tail of a pair of horses...

"Yes, that's it!"

Circe turned around and saw this, she couldn't help but excitedly clenched her fists and let out an excited cheer.

"Yohoo! A great success! The effect of Huukeweng version 7.0 is outstanding!"

"What effect?" Lorne asked quietly.

"This time, Hu Ke Weng is a formula that I worked hard to test. It can skip the verbal hints and directly inject the animal characteristics I want into the food, and the general poison resistance and magic potion resistance will not work at all. !”

Circe proudly introduced her latest academic achievements, looking at the four pigs running around on the mountain, her lips curled up in pleasure.

"It's really amazing. Even the gods are not immune to the attack." Lorne glanced over and couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart.

"It's not perfect." Faced with the praise, Circe couldn't help but become humble again and regained his rigor as a researcher. "Although Huconon version 7.0 can even temporarily change the characteristics of divinity, the effect shown and duration are not stable, and further research is needed.”

When it came to this, Circe was a little angry.

"I first took out the original Huconon Oatmeal 7.0 and went to the Academy of Athens to let people try it. After hearing the efficacy, those guys all rejected it with a frown and a shake of the head. None of them dedicated themselves to magic. I have no energy, it’s so rude!”

"So, you used these as fillings, made them into small cakes, and then went to the Ares Mountain to sell them?"

"That's right!"

Circe nodded repeatedly, and then looked at the small cake with more than half of it in the basket, with regret in her eyes.

"Unfortunately, there are only four people buying my little cakes now, and the experimental data seems not enough."

Immediately, a certain witch cast her eager eyes on her beloved disciple and a certain goddess of justice in front of her.

After listening to Circe's story, Astraya suddenly felt that the small cake in her arms was a little hot, and quickly stuffed it back into the witch's basket.

She finally understood why Lorne beside her kept preventing her from eating these cute-looking snacks again and again.

"Hey, don't! What I give you are the ones with minimal side effects. It doesn't matter how much you eat. I promise you won't be like them. Try one piece. Come and taste one piece!"

Circe picked up the small cake and continued to sell it to the two people in front of her.

Astraea and Lorne shook their heads firmly, and at the same time blocked the front and rear of the mountain road without saying a word, looking grimly at the unscrupulous witch who was selling black-hearted products.

Suddenly, Circe, who was caught in the middle, shuddered and shrank while holding the basket.

"By the way, why are you looking at me with such scary eyes?"

"What do you think?" Lorne gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong."

Circe quickly raised her hands in surrender, her head drooped in defeat.

Lorne continued to ask relentlessly: "What's wrong?"

Circe thought for a moment and answered carefully.

"Shouldn't we just find those four on the Ares Mountain? Should we put more of them and choose some comparison units?"

"..."

Even though Lorne knew Circe's nature well and was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be speechless for this genius answer.

"Hopeless……"

Astraya on the side shook her head, her eyes getting colder.

Such a stubborn character can no longer be made to repent simply through persuasion and education.

——Must hit hard!

The goddess of justice, who almost overturned her car, cracked her finger bones and raised an itchy fist angrily.

Circe noticed the strong resentment on the other side. He hurriedly shrank his head and hid behind his beloved disciple, holding him firmly in front of him.

"Whoa...whoa! Lorne, help!"

"You want my help? I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Lorne unceremoniously opened Circe's claws and pushed the unscrupulous witch forward who was trying to use him as a shield.

"You have no conscience. I have worked so hard to raise you in vain! After you ran away, I have been worried about your safety!"

Circe, on the other hand, was like a piece of brown sugar, clinging to the life-saving straw in front of her eyes, complaining pathetically, and showing an expression on the verge of tears.

"I obviously love you so much! I miss you from the bottom of my heart. If I had known better, I shouldn't have taken you home... Wuwuwu..."

Faced with the tragic scenes of Circe crying, making trouble and hanging herself, Lorne, who had been tricked dozens of times since childhood, has long been immune to all poisons.

He first pulled the piece of brown candy off his body with an expressionless expression, then pointed at the Ares Mountain behind him with violent auras rising into the sky, and sneered.

"It's useless to beg me. If you want to run away, you should at least ask the people behind you if they agree."

At this moment, as the turmoil subsided, streaks of light broke through the air from the sacrificial ground above the God of War Mountain and rushed straight to the foot of the mountain.

Angry yells and resentful curses resounded all around.

"Catch the cake seller! Don't let her run away!"

"I'm going to pluck out all her hairs!"

"Tie knots with her wings and then cover them with gum!"

"..."

Hearing the vicious punishments and watching the dangerous streams of light approaching from the mountain, Circe immediately realized that something was wrong. She immediately let go of Lorne, opened the magic circle, and quickly took out two full-body cloaks of the previous style.

"Medea, put them on quickly, those guys are chasing us!"

At the same time, a certain unscrupulous witch rolled her eyes and stuffed the basket full of cakes in her hand into the arms of little Medea.

"Come on, take this too, and follow him closely! We'll run separately and contact each other later!"

As she said that, Circe threw away her confused little niece, turned around and rushed forward, trying to rush out of the crime scene before the closed barrier of Ares Mountain was completely covered.

"Snap!"

However, a hand that fell on her shoulder fixed her firmly in place like an iron hook.

At the same time, a faint voice came from behind.

"Circe..."

"Ouch, what are you doing, running for your life! Woo...!"

Circe turned back subconsciously, and just as she was about to complain, a hand instantly removed her jawbone.

Then, Lorne, who could no longer bear it, grabbed a basket of small cakes with a dark face and stuffed them into the mouth of the unscrupulous witch in front of him.

Not only the apprentice, but also the niece was sold!

This woman is hopeless!

"Woo woo!"

Under the unshakable force, Circe, who was stuffed with small cakes in her mouth, could only make a helpless cry, swallow hard, and suffer the consequences.

A moment later, accompanied by a burst of light in front of her, a pink piglet hummed and crawled out from the clothes scattered on the ground, looking around blankly.

At the same time, several streams of light fell to the ground.

Familiar figures such as Stheno, Euryale, and Nikki rushed forward, gnashing their teeth and looking around, looking for the culprit who made them embarrassed.

In the end, everyone's eyes were half stunned and half surprised, fixed on the front.

"You're back?"

Lorne smiled and nodded, then grabbed the back of the neck of a piglet in front of him, lifted it up in front of him, and spoke righteously.

"Witch Circe, you are suspected of selling dangerous food, kidnapping young girls, and framing others. I am now formally filing a lawsuit against you in the name of the Athenian judge. From now on, everything you say will become evidence in court, and the goddess of justice Astraea will make a fair judgment on your crimes!"

"Woo? Woo!"

The arrested pink piglet heard the words, his eyes went black, and he fainted "happily" in a shrill cry.