Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 230 Zeus: Slander! They slander me! (2.6k)

Of course, the reason why the whitewash went so smoothly was because of Apollo's inherent trust in his own sister.

As long as Lorne does a little artistic processing and labels what Artemis does as "well-intentioned," Apollo will think it's logical.

——My sister must have a deep meaning when she does this!

——Even if you use your friends to blackmail him, it’s all for his own good!

——All the faults are all your own!

On the contrary, if the main target of whitewashing is Lorne himself, convincing Apollo, a stubborn donkey, may be even harder than climbing to the sky.

After all, this brother-in-law was very wary and hostile towards him. Any good words about him would probably be met with some suspicion, and he would think over and over again for confirmation.

Therefore, selling well straight away is doomed to not work.

And once the tone of "great honor and integrity" was established for Artemis, Lorne, as the executor, was indirectly whitewashed regardless of his actions and motives.

"Listen, although I was lucky enough to save Asclepius, this matter is not trivial. The fewer people involved, the better, especially your sister. I don't want her to be involved. So next, Asclepius I will take full responsibility for Lepios’ safety!”

"Um……"

Apollo nodded slightly, then looked at the face that once made him extremely disgusted and repelled. He hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and murmured.

"Thank you, thank you..."

After saying that, the God of Light seemed to have broken through a certain shackle in his heart, and his gloomy mood suddenly became much more relaxed. The figure in front of him that was originally annoying to him seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye.

How could such a guy be so kind to his sister, and willing to take risks repeatedly for his sister's sake, even at the risk of violating Zeus's orders? No matter how bad this guy could be, how bad could he be?

——In the past, I probably misunderstood him.

At this time, Lorne still looked so unfazed by Apollo's expression of gratitude.

"I'm not doing it for you, just for Lady Artemis. She has helped me a lot. And this kid Asclepius is also to my liking."

"Well, I know, one code equals one code."

Apollo nodded slightly, his expression remained calm, but his gaze towards the other side was even softer.

Seriously, this guy seems to be an upright and upright person, and he doesn't seem that annoying...

Unconsciously, Apollo's view of someone gradually changed.

"Okay, that's all. You serve your sentence well and don't act rashly until your labor in Thessaly is over."

Lorne said as he stood up from the ground and prepared to leave.

However, before he took a few steps, he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Apollo on the side subconsciously reached out his hand, grabbed Lorne's arm, and supported his former enemy.

But as soon as the bodies of the two parties came into contact, the God of Light couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"Your body..."

"It's okay. If you want to steal someone from His Majesty the God King, you have to pay a certain price."

Lorne answered lightly, then raised his hand and gently pushed Apollo away.

At this time, the God of Light looked at the enemy in front of him who he once hated so much, his eyes became more complicated.

His divinity was declining rapidly, his divine blood was nearly exhausted, and his vitality was swaying like a candle in the wind.

Apparently, he paid a heavy price to save Asclepius' soul from Zeus.

After all, this is something that even he was not sure he could do in his heyday. Even if he succeeds as a mere follower, the losses will definitely be huge.

"What? Are you worried that I can't protect Asclepius?"

Lorne glanced at Apollo, whose expression was changing, and made a serious promise.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised Artemis as long as she's not dead!"

With that said, he took frivolous steps and walked towards the mountain road in the distance.

There was no other way, so he first resurrected the snake mother Echidna in the crypt of Arima, and then rushed all the way to the scene of the crime, providing a large amount of divine blood and divinity to incarnate Asclepius' soul... …

After two consecutive resurrection ceremonies, each one was extremely troublesome. Even if he had the resuscitation power of the [Crown], it was basically drained. It was a rare perseverance to be able to hold on to Thessaly without falling down.

Of course, high risk leads to high reward.

"etc!"

Hearing the call from behind, Lorne curled up the corners of his lips vaguely.

No, here comes the one who pays the bill.

At this time, seeing Lorne turning back, Apollo gritted his teeth, took out a bronze emblem from his arms, raised his hand and threw it over.

"Take it!"

Following the heavy portion, Lorne looked surprised.

"What?"

"Something that can save your life!"

Apollo turned his head and answered with a cold voice.

Lorne lowered his eyes and looked at the horse pulling the bronze chariot on the bronze emblem and the [sun] hanging on the chariot. Feeling the scorching temperature contained in it, he suddenly understood in his heart.

——The sun chariot of the sun god Helios!

——Due to the negligence of Phaethon, the son of Helios, this authority over the [sun] was deprived and handed over to the control of Apollo, the god of light.

However, before Apollo had time to fully digest this power, he was sent to Thessaly to serve his sentence because of the death of Pan.

Afterwards, Artemis took over the Temple of Light and temporarily maintained the basic divine power for Apollo, and the [Sun Chariot] fell into the hands of the goddess of hunting.

The reason why this thing returned to Apollo's hands was probably because after the riot of the Gigantes giants, Artemis was worried that Apollo, who had just broken up with the nine muses, would get into trouble, so while rushing to Thessaly to educate her brother, she also returned the [Sun Chariot] to its original owner in case of an emergency.

Loen shook his head and refused righteously.

"This is yours, I can't take it!"

"From now on it's yours." Apollo snorted coldly, and added seriously, "You have risked your life to save Asclepius, I won't put you in trouble, and I don't want to owe you more favors."

Then, the god of light explained lightly: "In addition to the power of destruction, [Sun] also has the characteristics of illuminating the earth, which can promote the emergence of vitality of all things. Absorbing this divine power may make up for the loss of divinity and vitality in your body, so that you can recover as soon as possible."

Loen showed a trace of worry at the right time: "What will you do?"

"This thing overlaps with the characteristics of [Light], I don't need it for the time being. Besides, the labor service in Thessaly will end soon, who dares to touch me? I haven't fallen to the point of letting a subordinate god worry about me!"

After that, Apollo waved his hand impatiently.

"Just accept it if I ask you to. From now on, we are even!"

Looking at the determined and proud figure, Loen nodded, approved this "fair and just" deal, and once again made a solemn promise.

"Don't worry, I will definitely protect Asclepius!"

"Still not leaving? Admetus's reinforcements are coming!"

Apollo looked at Loen who was still standing there, couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and snorted, pointing to the smoke and dust in the distance.

In order to avoid further misunderstandings, Loen had to turn around and walk towards the mountain road.

When his figure was about to sink into the shade of the forest, he seemed to remember something, stopped, turned around and looked at Apollo standing there, and spoke sincerely.

"Finally, there is one thing I need to declare to you. The rebellion of the Gegantes giants really has nothing to do with me."

"Well, I know..."

Apollo nodded, his tone was not the slightest bit up and down, and he quietly watched Loen's figure disappear in the dense forest.

At this time, accompanied by a thunderous sound of horse hooves, King Admetus of Thessaly led his Blood of God Guards to the scene, looking around murderously.

"Where is that guy? Where did he go?"

"I'm fine, that's not an enemy, we just have some misunderstandings."

Apollo raised his hand slightly and comforted his friend who wanted to chase him.

Admetus breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that it was a false alarm: "That's good. Let's go back to the city first. Don't think about these unhappy things today. Let's get drunk."

Apollo nodded, then his eyes flickered, and he spoke casually.

"By the way, I haven't seen my uncle for a long time. Can I invite him too?"

"Of course, my friend!"

The hospitable King of Thessaly waved his hand, and several Blood of God Guards took the initiative to come out and go with orders to invite the middle-aged slave named "Neptune" who was fishing on the beach.

Watching the messenger disappear from sight, Apollo lowered his head, with a strong gloom and coldness in his eyes.

Since the father is so heartless, don't blame the son for being filial in his own way!