Greece brings evildoers

As the night deepened, Lorne discovered a secret about the lady.

She got drunk easily and had a bad drinking habit...

"What did I do wrong that made him do this to me?"

"You are not wrong, you are not wrong. There is no need to punish yourself with other people's mistakes."

"Why can he go out and mess around, while I have to be worried and swallow my anger every day?"

"So you have a high moral standard."

"You were caught in bed, and you dared to hit me?"

"You are worse than an animal!"

Under the flickering firelight, the lady in a gauze skirt waved the wine pot in her hand, swearing and accusing, drinking a few sips from time to time, constantly brewing emotions;

A certain listener sitting nearby echoed and occasionally added a few indignant remarks to set off the atmosphere, just like a supporting role on the stage, but the frequent rolling of his eyes proved that he was mostly forced to do business.

Don't reason with an angry woman, especially a drunk woman who needs to vent.

She had made her husband a dead husband, and Loen didn't want to get himself into trouble because of an unfamiliar Argosian.

Besides, the old man didn't sound like a decent person.

Finally, after holding the wine pot and cursing for half an hour, the noblewoman named "Kera" finally calmed down, drank the last sip of wine in the pot, and lay down beside the fire contentedly and fell asleep.

It seemed that because of the previous action was too intense, the loose dress fell down from the noblewoman's huge and smooth old shoulders, revealing a layer of snow-white and a bottomless ravine.

Loen glanced at it and was a little amused.

Madam, you really don't treat me as an outsider.

Loen complained for a while, and pulled out a blanket from the magic circle and covered the noblewoman with it to cover her spring light.

However, just as he stood up and left, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Don't... don't go..."

In a dream that was unclear whether it was a confession or a plea, the lady curled up her body, tears seeping from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.

Lorne tried to pull his arms a few times, but the lady held him tighter.

At the same time, fear and anxiety continued to accumulate on her face, as if she could wake up from her sleep at any time.

Lorne's heart softened and he sighed, chose to sit down nearby, gently closed his eyes, and waited for the dawn to come.

~~

The next day, the morning light penetrated the shadows of the woods and fell on a pile of embers with curling green smoke.

Sensing the changes in light and darkness outside, Lorne, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

The lady came to the campsite with freshly picked wild fruits in her hands. Her clothes were as dignified as usual.

Lorne smiled slightly, without mentioning what happened last night, and said a few polite words.

"Hello, Madam."

"Yeah, you too."

The lady nodded gently in response. The corners of her mouth, which were originally a little tight, quietly relaxed. She looked at Lorne with a hint of intimacy and satisfaction.

I thought that alcohol was just an ordinary drink and I could easily control it.

I didn't expect that when she was really drunk, she showed a more wanton and indulgent drunkenness than those children.

Fortunately, the only person who knew about it was more considerate and sensible, and she didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Otherwise, this scene would really make her ashamed.

"Madam, I'm relieved to see that you are okay. If there is nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Wait!"

Lorne made a few polite remarks and was about to turn around and leave, but the lady in front of him blocked his way and spoke in a deep voice.

"I need to go back to Argos. How about you escort me?"

"Uh, I have some things to deal with in Thebes."

"That's just on the way."

The lady spoke lightly and her tone was unquestionable.

Loen was somewhat amused. How come this lady seemed to be dependent on him?

At this moment, the lady stared at the young man from Thebes and proudly murmured: "Take me to the destination, I will give you whatever you want!"

Hearing the other party's boast, Loen couldn't help but laugh: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't seem to ask for anything else."

Hearing the refusal in the words, the lady's face sank, gritted her silver teeth and snorted coldly.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

With that, she stood up angrily and walked alone into the depths of the dense forest.

However, after walking a few steps, the lady's figure swayed, and she held on the tree trunk with one hand, coughing violently.

Spots of golden red liquid overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Loen saw it from a distance and couldn't help frowning.

It seems that this lady was really injured. Besides, the distance from here to Argos is not short, so it is normal to encounter some monsters and robbers. She may not be able to deal with it in her condition.

Besides, she just lost her husband. Even if she returns to her hometown, her life may not be easy.

No wonder she wants me to escort her...

Lorne pondered for a moment and sighed helplessly.

Forget it, whether going to Thebes or Athens, she has to pass through the Argos area. It doesn't matter if I give her a ride on the way. Just treat it as a good deed.

After making up his mind, Lorne quickly buried the ashes, followed the staggering lady in front, reached out to help her up, and the expression on his face seamlessly switched to a gentle smile.

"I mean, it's no problem to send you home, but there's no need for a reward. After all, I didn't help you much before, and I caused you a lot of trouble..."

The lady's expression gradually eased after hearing this, but her tone was still stiff.

"It's for you, just take it, don't worry about the rest!"

"Yes, yes, let's go?"

Lorne smiled and nodded in response, then summoned the divine horse and chariot he got from the Queen of the Sea, and invited the lady beside him to sit down.

Descendants of God?

Seeing this, the lady's eyes flashed and nodded proudly.

That's better! In case I give too much, this little guy can't bear this blessing from God.

At the same time, Lorne, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also murmured in his heart.

Not surprised?

Isn't this lady an ordinary Argos royal family?

Kela, who stabbed her husband to death with her own hands...

No, I have no impression of this name and deeds, and he is not very familiar with the history of the Argos region...

Lorne was puzzled and could only temporarily suppress his doubts, driving the bronze chariot, carrying the mysterious lady, to the Argos region.

Although he could not figure out the whole story, he was now looking forward to this "reward".

~~

After galloping all the way, the chariot arrived at the outskirts of a city-state at night.

As the two horses slowed down, the lady in the car suggested in a deep voice, "Rest in the suburbs, I don't want to deal with strangers."

Lorne, who also had a secret, naturally agreed to this.

So, the two chose a dense forest nearby, lit a bonfire in the open space, prepared meals, and took a short rest.

Soon, the delicious dishes filled the dry stomach, but the lady always felt that something was missing.

Then, her eyes fell on the wine pot on Luo En's waist, and she suddenly realized.

"Give me the wine."

"You want more?"

Thinking of the drunken state of this lady last time, Luo En was a little scared.

The lady rolled her eyes at Luo En and snorted arrogantly.

"It's just a taste of some drinks, what's the fuss?"

After that, she reached out and took the wine pot on Luo En's waist without saying anything, pulled out the cork, and drank from the bottle mouth.

It didn't look like she was drinking, but more like she had a grudge against wine.

As for the result...

The fairy honey wine brewed by the god of wine himself will subdue every stubborn person.

"You used sweet words to deceive me, and when you got what you wanted, you wanted to kick me away. Forget it!"

"Hmm..."

"You've had wives and lovers in the double digits, and you didn't even let go of your great-granddaughter! Shameless!"

"Hmm..."

"You said I was mean and cold-blooded, but it was because of him. If I expose the bad things he did, he won't have a good life!"

"Ah, right, right, right..."

As usual, Loen carefully echoed and finally coaxed the cursing, crying and making a fussing lady to sleep.

After confirming that the other party was sleeping peacefully, he quietly reached out his hand and wanted to take away the wine pot held in the lady's arms.

However, as soon as the rope was pulled, the lady reacted instinctively, and her hands climbed up like a snake.

As a result, Loen not only failed to get the wine pot back, but also half of his body was trapped in a warm and rich swamp.

It's really big.

But ma'am, I'm sorry, I'm not a casual person.

Luo En forced himself to stay calm and tried to pull the drunken lady off him.

Unexpectedly, the more he resisted, the more excited she became.

The snake-like body twisted restlessly, wrapped tighter and tighter, and began to erode the remaining half of the victim's body step by step.

Seeing that he was about to get into trouble, Luo En quickly threw down the wine pot and withdrew.

Then, he looked at the lady on the ground who was holding the wine pot and turned into a puddle of mud. As usual, he covered her with a blanket and made a decision in his heart.

This woman is too bad at drinking, so don't let her drink in the future.