Greece brings evildoers

In the early morning, the grass at the foot of the Ares Mountain rustled, and a figure covered with dew and dust crawled out of a human-shaped pit.

And every time the body moved, the figure lying on the ground twitched involuntarily, and the handsome features on his face wrinkled into a ball, full of bitterness and grief.

It hurts! It really hurts!

It seems that all the skin is torn open, all the muscles are cut off; every bone is trembling, and every drop of blood is making a painful wail...

The organs all over his body seem to be tortured to the point of wanting to go on strike collectively, or escape from the body...

Isn't it just plucking a feather from you? Is it necessary to be so cruel?

With a bitter face, Luo En reached out to touch the swollen buttocks, and endured the severe pain to touch out a handful of thorns that pierced into the flesh.

"Athena, wait, sooner or later you will be beaten!"

Just as a miserable victim was secretly gritting his teeth and swearing, a brisk footsteps came from the front.

Two familiar figures were walking along the mountain path, their purple and green eyes looking around.

"Where's the teacher?"

"The goddess said he was waiting at the foot of the mountain, so he should be around here."

Atalanta and Medusa, who were traveling with them, walked forward, looking for someone who had agreed to take them to the Academy of Athens to handle the formalities today.

"Hey, you're here? So early?"

Soon, accompanied by a familiar call from the forest, the person they were looking for was walking out from under the shade of the tree, smiling and waving, while taking small steps towards the mountain path.

But for some reason, his steps seemed a little shaky and shaky.

Atalanta was a little surprised when she saw this.

"Teacher, you today..."

"Oh, I was a little too hasty in practicing the power I just mastered last night, and I consumed too much, so my body can't bear it."

Lorne held the tree trunk beside him and explained with a smile: "But it's okay, I'll take you to complete the formalities first, and then go back to rest."

"Is it really okay? In fact, I can accompany Atalanta to register by myself." Medusa on the side was a little worried and took the initiative to suggest.

But Lorne waved his hand and smiled and declined the kindness: "It doesn't matter, this little trouble is not difficult for me."

Insisting on going together, it's not the so-called face, but he has a reason to go.

Afterwards, after a brief chat with the two little ones, Lorne took the initiative to lead the way, leading Atalanta and Medusa straight to the Academy of Athens.

Soon, after a short distance, the mountain turned around, and the front suddenly opened up, and a magnificent academy with a large area and standard ancient Greek temple-style architecture came into view.

A group of young talents from the surrounding city-states were either competing in swordplay, archery, fighting and other combat skills in the open training ground, or reading manuscripts of poetry, history, philosophy, magic and other subjects beside the quiet garden, or walking with teachers and classmates who had just finished class in the light-transmitted corridor, and engaging in a heated debate on the knowledge learned in class...

Looking around, although the Academy of Athens is still in its infancy, it already has a strong academic atmosphere.

Lorne nodded secretly, took Medusa and Atalanta, crossed the elegant marble arch, and came to a forest-style hut built on the lakeside.

As the door was knocked, the Centaur Sage Chiron walked out with four long legs, and looked at an old friend who had disappeared for a while in front of him with surprise.

"You're back?"

"Well, things are going well."

"I'm glad you're back..."

Chiron nodded slightly, with a trace of relief in his eyes, but then he remembered something, and his expression was inexplicably depressed.

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was somewhat depressing, Lorne immediately smiled and waved his hand, pushing Atalanta behind him to the front of the stage.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you a student this time."

Chiron came back to his senses and looked at Atalanta, his eyes lingering on her arms and behind her for a moment, with a warm smile on his face.

"Well, she is a good archer with a good bow."

"Not only that, her speed and combat skills are first-class, and she is also learning to identify herbs."

Lorne praised his student and then told the centaur sage his plan.

"Teacher Ma, she has been living in Arcadia before and just came out of the mountains, so I want her to understand the cultural customs of different city-states."

"Etiquette and cultural classes? Yes, no problem."

Chiron nodded, then coughed dryly to correct it.

"But my name is Chiron."

"Okay, you are good at herbal medicine, right? I'll trouble you to teach her later, Teacher Ma."

"That's no problem. But can you call me Chiron?"

"She doesn't have enough experience in archery, Teacher Ma, you can practice with her when you have nothing to do."

"All right, I..."

"Then there's no problem. Are you free tonight, Teacher Ma?"

"..."

Looking at the bad friend in front of him who was obviously not prepared to listen to others, the honest centaur could only give up his naming rights depressedly and asked with a wry smile.

"What? Something else tonight?"

"Well, Atalanta will be taken care of by you for a while in the future. She has no relatives in Athens, and as a teacher, I have to show my appreciation, right?"

Lorne patted the centaur sage on the shoulder affectionately, squeezed out a warm smile, and announced loudly.

"So, let's go to my house for dinner tonight, and we've happily decided!"

"Your home?"

Chiron was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

After knowing each other for so long, he seemed to still not know the specific home address of this guy.

"Oh, it's the residence of the goddess of the hearth Hestia on the mountain. I am her subordinate god."

"Lady Hestia? It's not good to disturb her without permission, right?"

"Don't worry, Lady Hestia is warm and hospitable, she won't mind, and you helped so much today, we will treat you well no matter what we say!"

Lorne patted his chest and promised solemnly, then stretched out his hand to hook the neck of the centaur sage, pulled him aside, and whispered.

"Besides, Lady Hestia will cook tonight herself, so don't miss such a good opportunity."

Hearing the repeated enthusiastic invitations from the other side and the name of the chef, Chiron couldn't help but be moved.

It is definitely a rare enjoyment to be able to taste the food cooked by the goddess of the hearth in person.

"Okay, it's settled! You help Atalanta with the formalities first, and take her to visit her home after school in the evening, and we'll have a good meal at home!"

Lorne patted Chiron on the shoulder, and then left Atalanta and Chiron to handle the formalities without saying anything, and then dragged Medusa all the way out of the gate of the Academy of Athens.

After walking a distance, someone restrained his enthusiastic smile, stopped and looked back, looked at the dense forest where Chiron lived, quietly made a cross on his chest, and whispered.

Teacher Ma, Jianghu help, you are so kind, you shouldn't blame me, right?