Greece brings evildoers

A few days later, Ares Mountain.

A stream of purple light took advantage of the rich night and quietly flew out of the mountain covered by stars and landed in a dense forest outside Athens.

"Loen!"

Accompanied by a shout full of joy, the tall, purple-haired cold beauty rushed to the figure she had been thinking about day and night in front of the fire as soon as she landed.

Loen smiled and opened his arms, gave Medusa a big hug, and whispered in her ear: "Well, I'm back..."

After a while, the Gorgon, who had been warm enough for a long time, reluctantly got up from the warm embrace, took Loen's arm, and took the initiative to speak.

"Let's go, I'll take you back now, everyone misses you very much."

"No hurry, tell me specifically what happened during this period of time."

Loen pulled Medusa, who came over, and sat in front of the fire, asking about Athens' recent situation.

Faced with the inquiries of close people, Medusa, whose character has not changed the simple background, naturally knows everything and says everything.

With Athena as his insider, Loen quickly found out some changes in Athens.

First, with his unremitting efforts, the goddess of memory was finally persuaded to leave Mount Helicon with the nine muses and come to Athens. Under the arrangement of goddess Athena, he participated in the work of sorting out the Athens library, provided Athens with a large number of useful books, and made the cultural and educational work of the Academy of Athens flourish;

During this period, the goddess of justice who was responsible for compiling the [Code of Law] also often visited and discussed with the goddess of memory Mnemosyne how to write the law strictly and plug all loopholes that violate fairness as much as possible. Construction was also proceeding in an orderly manner;

Then, due to the arrival of the snake mother Echidnas, the disciplined Stheno and Euryale also became good kids and dared not to cause trouble easily;

The accompanying sea goddess Thetis was also solemnly entertained by Athena. The two often talked and laughed together to visit Ares Mountain and Athens City, as close as sisters;

Finally, there was Circe. Because Hecate selectively forgot her, this great witch on the island of Aeolus simply settled in Athens. Recently, she was enthusiastically learning cooking from the goddess of the hearth Hestia. Because of their similar interests, the two often got together to study recipes, saying that they were waiting for someone to come back and give him a big surprise. Although occasionally adding something wrong to the pot caused the kitchen to explode more than a dozen times, the overall situation was still stable, and it also directly or indirectly enriched the catering culture in Athens;

What ingredients can make the kitchen explode? You are not cooking, but alchemy, right?

Lorne listened, and after a while of complaints in his heart, he secretly thanked himself for not diving directly into Ares Mountain.

These goddesses gathered together, each of them was very good at acting, so on the surface they looked harmonious, but just like a mountain of gasoline barrels, they would catch fire at the slightest touch of a spark.

Unfortunately, Loen estimated that he himself might be the fuse.

He had just finished fooling around with the three Gorgon sisters and then ran away, and when he came back, he brought back such a large group of opposite sex with ambiguous relationships.

If he was not careful, he might be divided into dozens of equal parts by those tigresses.

Therefore, in order to avoid being harmed by those women, Loen did not dare to go directly into the city, but chose to seduce the easiest to coax Medusa first, and after asking for clear information, he would make plans.

"By the way, what about little Medea? How is she?"

"It seems that she has joined the Academy of Athens and is studying culture and magic systematically. The Centaur Sage Chiron gave her a high evaluation and seemed to plan to hire her as a lecturer directly after graduation."

Medusa answered truthfully and raised her head to take credit.

"Besides, we have a good relationship."

Lorne smiled slightly, stretched out his hand habitually, and touched Medusa's head.

This familiar touch brought them closer, bringing a warm feeling.

Feeling the warmth and intimacy above her head, Medusa's pretty face bathed in the firelight showed a satisfied smile.

If time could stay at this moment, everyone could continue to live quietly and happily, perhaps only the word "happiness" could cover everything.

However...

"Asclepius's matter..." Medusa hesitated for a long time before leading the topic to the cruelty that she was not willing to face.

"I know." Lorne nodded, interrupting Medusa's memories, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me where that place is, and I will take care of the rest."

Medusa nodded slightly and handed a rune stone with snake-shaped patterns to Lorne: "As you said, we closed the place and set up a ban. This rune stone is the key to enter and exit."

Lorne put away the rune stone, looked at the waning moon sinking into the west under the night sky, and stood up to say goodbye: "Okay, I'll go and see first."

Then he clapped his hands and summoned the three goddesses of beauty outside the dense forest to introduce them to Medusa.

"These three are my friends, and they are also the gods I chose for Lady Hestia. You take them back to the Ares Mountain first. When you are done with the things over there, we will meet again."

Medusa, who was simple-minded, did not doubt him and nodded in agreement immediately.

Looking at the caring little vest in the past, carrying three Molotov cocktails, going to take the mine for him, Lorne's black heart and black lungs could not help but feel a little guilty.

But soon, his strong desire to survive completely extinguished his hesitation.

It would be better to let Medusa take the three Graces there than to lead them to the Ares Mountain by himself, right?

He hadn't lived long enough, and he didn't want to be torn into pieces by the women on the mountain.

Watching the four figures in the night enter the city of Athens, Loen gathered his thoughts, extinguished the fire, put on a mourning style, and rushed to the burial place of the God of Medicine.

Guided by the resonance of the rune stone, Loen spent more than two hours to arrive at the scene of the incident.

Looking around, the surroundings were charred, the grass and trees were withered, and the stones and soil were full of tragic traces of burning.

And in the center, a gully tens of meters deep came into view.

Loen jumped into the pit, looked around, leaned over to pick up a piece of wood from the charred soil, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

A strong smell of medicine rushed into his nose, evoking his familiar memories of the past.

Alas, this kid is gone.

Loen sighed and looked around at the tragic traces left by the lightning. In his heart, he cursed Asclepius, the stubborn donkey who refused to listen to advice.

But now that things have come to this, whether there is still a chance or not, he can only try.

Then, Loen made up his mind. After confirming that there was no one around, he took out the golden holy cup with his fingers, poured his own divinity and divine power into it, and turned it into purple-red wine, pouring it on the charred land, chanting the holy words in his mouth.

"Fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it.

Repeat and repeat, the next is five.

The wind from the sky comes and separates it with a wall.

The doors open on all four sides and close them.

From the [Crown],

circulate back and forth on the three-way road to the [Kingdom]."

The purple-red wine seeped into the earth, circulated on its own, outlining a circular array base, with holy words interwoven and imprinted in it.

"Declare --

Your body obeys my command, and my life is with your body.

If you are willing to follow this will and this principle, respond to the call of the Holy Grail.

I swear here:

I wish to accomplish all the good deeds in the world,

I wish to kill all the evil deeds in the world,

You are the lamb imprisoned in the cage of madness,

I am the one who holds its chains.

Trust me, learn from me, obey me,

--Spirit serving the light!"

Accompanied by solemn and majestic murmurs, the last drop of divine liquid fell into the magic circle on the ground, activating the entire base.

Instantly, a beam of blazing white light rushed straight into the sky, and the cold ether tide on the periphery blew up the surrounding sand and dust.

In the center of the light column, a vague figure gradually became clear after absorbing the divine liquid sprinkled from the Holy Grail, and turned from virtual to real.

"What's wrong with me?"

Murmuring, the young man in black doctor's uniform, with long silver hair and a melancholy temperament, stood in the magic circle where the light faded. He looked up and looked around blankly, and finally fixed his eyes on the man holding a gorgeous golden wine glass in front of him.

"You..."

"What do you mean you? I saved your life again!"

Before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him interrupted the young man's murmur with a curse, and waved forward with a look of exhaustion.

"Asclepius, come over and help me!"

Instantly, this name seemed to awaken the dormant memory in his mind. The silver-haired young man immediately broke free from his confused state, stepped out of the magic circle, and helped his savior to sit aside.