Greece brings evildoers

The rich night shrouded the entire Ares Mountain, bringing a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

After coming out of the great temple at the top, Loen walked down the deserted bluestone path, looking around from time to time.

Until he successfully arrived at the foot of the mountain, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dense forest on one side.

"Okay, come out."

A flapping sound of wings suddenly sounded, and a skylark with brown and white feathers on the treetops flew out of the shadows and landed in front of Loen. With the flow of azure light, it turned into a blonde, blue-eyed, and elegant sea goddess.

——This is Thetis, who is proficient in the art of transformation. She was also the one who stayed outside the door of the great temple before.

Thinking of the interesting scene she just witnessed, the sea nymph couldn't help but raise her bare hands, lightly covering her cherry lips, and a hint of cunning hidden deep in her bones appeared on her quiet face.

"Not bad, even Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was fooled by you."

"What fooled you?"

Lorne rolled his eyes at Thetis and refuted righteously.

"What I said was all true, from the bottom of my heart!"

"Telling half the truth and hiding half the truth?"

Thetis smiled in response, with a teasing look, obviously having seen through the nature of a certain guy.

A good liar almost never lies, and every word they say may be true, and they are not afraid of outsiders to verify it. Their specialty lies in how to edit, sort out and pile up these "facts", and combine them to become completely different meanings.

So, the truth is in the hands of a master of lies, just like dough in the hands of a pastry chef, kneading it into a round shape and making it square. This art is called misleading, and it is a weapon to control people's hearts.

And someone just used this trick to successfully make the goddess of wisdom take the initiative to "pluck her hair".

——It is true that Sisyphus was captured, it is true that he was marked by Hecate, it is true that he needed to enter the underworld, and it is also true that he needed a certificate to gain the trust of King Minos.

——But, he did not say that this certificate can only be used to mobilize the Cretan forces in the underworld.

Seeing that the creditor has come to the door, Loen simply stopped hiding it, and took out the newly obtained owl feather from the magic circle with his fingers, humming and shaking it in front of Thetis.

"Look, look carefully, I did what I promised you before."

"Yeah."

Thetis nodded and subconsciously reached out to take it, but it was empty.

At this time, Loen closed his palm and said with a smile.

"Let you see it, but I didn't say I would give it to you."

"?"

"The conditions only require me to redo 'that thing', and I didn't say that I must give you what I got."

"..."

Hearing the slow answer from the other side, Thetis couldn't help but breathe and felt annoyed.

Looking at the depressed expression of the sea goddess, Loen felt happy.

Using the previous favor, he was asked to pluck Athena's hair. In addition to the intention of tricking his best friend and venting his anger, it was probably also to make things difficult for him.

Considering that Thetis had accompanied him through life and death several times and was repeatedly tricked by him, this little prank was harmless, so Loen didn't mind trying it.

Anyway, he was not without resentment after being punished by Athena so many times.

Just cooperate with Thetis and take a small revenge on the goddess of wisdom.

But it was done, and it was impossible for him to hand the handle to Thetis personally.

They were all foxes of a thousand years, and they were familiar with each other, but they had to be more cautious.

Who knows if this woman will show off this hair in front of Athena, and he will be unlucky then.

As long as this thing is still in his hands, the title of [token] can be confirmed. When he goes to the underworld and uses this thing, the matter of him stealing Athena's hair will be settled.

In the future, even if Thetis wants to drag him into the water, Loen can evade it.

Again, as long as he is not caught, he has not done it!

"There is only one favor left to you. I suggest you spend it sparingly."

Loen slowly put the owl feather into the magic circle diagram and reminded the creditor with a smile.

After working in vain for a while, he lost the debt of favor he had accumulated before, and got nothing except an audience seat. Thetis, who realized that this account was not worthwhile, suddenly felt a little itchy, frowned and snorted at a cunning debtor.

"Don't worry, I won't let you get away so easily next time."

Loen seemed not to hear the strong resentment mixed in the words, and smiled and changed the subject.

"What's next? What are your plans? Stay at Ares Mountain for a while?"

"No, Athens is too expensive. I spent almost all my money after staying for a few days and watching a show. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll have to sell myself and owe you a favor. While I can still get away, I'd better go back to the Sea of ​​Oceanus and continue to enjoy my scenery."

Thetis thought of the complicated situation in Athens and the endless troubles and chose to retreat bravely, and did not forget to take the opportunity to secretly insult someone's dirty heart.

Lorne, who felt a little guilty, smiled awkwardly and did not choose to stay.

Now a lot of goddesses have gathered at Ares Mountain. Just mediating between them and balancing the demands and relationships of all parties is a very stressful thing.

Thetis, who lives alone, wisely did not get involved. She chose to withdraw and return to the Sea of ​​Oceanus to rest, which indirectly reduced Lorne's burden. Naturally, he had no reason to stop her.

Seeing that they were about to part, Lorne stepped forward, his eyes flickering with a faint look, and lowered his voice to remind her.

"The seven-year sentence of Thessaly is about to end. I feel that there may be major changes in the Sea of ​​Oceanus. During this period, you'd better be careful. If you need help, you can ask me for help..."

"Yeah."

Thetis nodded calmly, with a serious look in her eyes.

It was because she thought of this that she returned to her hometown in Oceanus in advance to deal with it.

The lessons of the Atlantis continent are still vivid. If the brother-in-law of the Sea King stirs up any storm again, the next one who can help him take the bullet may be their family.

Since the road ahead is uncertain, it is better to be free and easy about some things and not leave any regrets.

Thinking of this, Thetis opened her arms and smiled brightly.

"We are leaving soon, shouldn't you give me a hug?"

"Of course!"

Hearing this, Loen smiled faintly and stepped forward to hug the goddess of the sea gently.

Under the beautiful moonlight, the two people who had walked a long way together embraced each other quietly, their heartbeats resonated with each other, and their figures blended with each other.

After a full half a minute, Thetis let go of her arms reluctantly, stared deeply at the bad guy in front of her who had left many entanglements with her, and then stood on tiptoe.

A wet kiss fell on Loen's forehead, bringing a soft touch.

"I like the 'gift' just now, this is a reward."

Accompanied by a soft whisper, Thetis looked up at the forest immersed in darkness behind Loen, and the corners of her lips then raised a happy arc.

Then, the goddess of the sea stepped back, her body turned into the appearance of a skylark, and quickly flapped her wings and flew into the thick night. She disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a meaningful and crisp cry that echoed around.

"However, be careful of plucked owls. When they get angry, it hurts to bite people...

Lorne was slightly stunned, and just as he was about to speak, he felt a sudden chill on his back.

He couldn't help but stiffen his body, and his neck turned mechanically, like a set of rusty gears creaking in friction.

He glanced back from the corner of his eye. The moonlight in the forest was cold, and a snow-white owl stood among the lush branches and leaves, overlooking the earth quietly.

"So this is how you use your credentials? "

The low murmur was like the cold wind of winter, whistling through the woods.

Then, a white owl flapped its wings and flew out from the woods, and the surroundings lit up with floating and flickering light patterns. It landed in front of Loen and turned into a goddess with silver hair and purple eyes.

"Gurgle~"

Loen swallowed hard, moistened his dry throat, and squeezed out a hard smile on his face.

"Actually, this is a misunderstanding."

"Have you finished your last words?"

Athena asked lightly, and took out the Spear of Victory.

Loen's heart jumped, and fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I can explain..."

"Well, just say it, I'm listening."

A plucked silver hair fell lightly on the tip of the spear, and instantly split into two pieces. Athena nodded with satisfaction.

Loen's forehead was sweating more and more, and he swore solemnly.

"I really use your token to go to the underworld! I can swear to the Styx River here! "

"Well, is there anything else?"

Athena nodded nonchalantly while summoning the Aegis.

Seeing the calm reaction from the other side, Lorne coughed dryly and moved his body back involuntarily.

"I have to take Atalanta to school tomorrow. This child is likely to be the princess of Arcadia, which is directly related to Athens' plan to spread its cultural influence to the Greek states. It's so late, why don't we talk about it another day?"

"What's the hurry? It's still early before dawn."

Athena smiled slightly, paused the Spear of Victory in her hand, and the [Fortress] built with light patterns rose from the ground.

Lorne, who was retreating, stopped and looked at the moving maze that was like a closed door around him. He showed a smile that was uglier than crying and tried to struggle desperately.

"Little Medusa and I agreed to go together. You don't want to disappoint the child, do you? "

"Speaking of which, you have always taken care of my servant, and you have taken good care of me..."

Athena murmured meaningfully, the light patterns on her body surged synchronously, and the cyan-gold armor covered every inch of her skin.

Looking at the golden female war god in front of him, smiling and walking towards him, Lorne in the corner of the [Labyrinth] took a deep breath, his face full of tragic grandeur.

"Can I have one last request?"

"Say it."

"Don't hit me in the face..."

"Buzz!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Spear of Victory whistled out, and the thick, big, black and hard spear barrel went straight to Lorne's face.