Greece brings evildoers

After thinking for a moment, Lorne carefully repeated his previous remarks.

"It's just a way to take you home, there's no need to pay you back. After all, I didn't help much before, and I caused you a lot of trouble..."

"You want it, are you still afraid that I can't afford it?"

Hera frowned and snorted, showing displeasure.

Lorne thought for a moment and then spoke sincerely.

"Then give me a smile. During the time I spent with you, it was the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen!"

"..."

The unexpected answer made Hera stunned.

Lorne looked shocked when he saw this.

"Why, can't you?"

"boring……"

After coming back to her senses, Hera glared at Lorne, snorted and turned her head away, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly, forming a faint smile.

Lorne caught the subtle change in expression, and a certain sense of accomplishment arose in his heart.

Sure enough, no matter how cold-hearted a person may be on the surface, she longs for warmth in her heart.

It seemed that the ice in the patient's heart had begun to melt under his words.

"Buzz!"

Just as the atmosphere in front of the holy spring gradually changed subtly, a pattern of light lit up on the stone wall.

When Hera saw this, her face suddenly became filled with gloom and resentment.

"That bastard was born!"

"Bad breed?"

"This is the disaster that my husband left behind when he made peace with his great-granddaughter Alcmene!"

Hearing Hera's gritted reply, Lorne's eyelids twitched.

His father is Zeus, and his mother is the granddaughter of the great hero Perseus, that is, the great-granddaughter of His Majesty the God-King - Alcmene. Then isn't this child the future Hercules?

Legend has it that Olympus needs to go through three divine wars before the divine power will be completely stable.

They are the Battle of Titans, the Battle of Typhon, and the Battle of Djinn...

The dust of the first two has settled, only the battle between the giants and the Gigantes family has not yet happened.

According to the [Apocalypse] of the three goddesses of destiny, Hercules is the key to victory in this war.

No wonder Zeus fought with Hera because of this affair, even harming his former first wife, because it was related to his status as a god and the prosperity of Olympus.

Realizing that he seemed to have gotten himself into big trouble, Lorne's throat felt a little dry.

At this time, Hera closed her eyes for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes, her gaze gloomy.

"Found it, seems to be in Thebes?"

As the protector of women and children, as well as a professional killer of mistresses and terminator of illegitimate children, she naturally has the ability to sense the birth of certain special objects.

Sensing the murderous atmosphere, when Lorne, who was also the illegitimate son of the God King, was considering whether to run away, Hera stepped forward.

"Are you from Thebes too? Just in time, take me there!"

"..."

Another wave of strong men were temporarily arrested, and Lorne was depressed and speechless.

What kind of vest should I wear if I have nothing to do? In order to look good, he gave away his ancestral home.

According to blood relationship, he is from Thebes (Thebes), but Crete and Athens are his real homes.

Moreover, the Alcmene whom Hera wanted to kill was not an orthodox Theban. She was a Mycenaean princess who was exiled to Thebes after committing a crime.

What is this all about...

Lorne was on the verge of tears, vaguely feeling the malice of his hometown towards him.

Refreshed to the birth point for the first time and was killed by Zeus;

Spread Dionysianism for the second time and was persecuted by King Pentheus;

For the third time, I actually wanted to form a team with Hera to clear the dungeon in my hometown...

It seems that as long as there is a direct relationship with Thebes, nothing good will happen.

"What are you doing standing still? You haven't even gotten in the car yet!"

Hera's cold snort came, and seeing the queen's gloomy face, Lorne did not dare to say anything, so he could only obediently board his bronze chariot, drive two divine horses, and march towards Thebes.

Traveling quickly all the way, day and night.

It only took about a day and a half for the two of them to arrive at Thebes.

It was the autumn harvest season at this moment. The harvested fields were covered with golden straw, and the festive joy of harvest came from the distant city.

"Faster!"

Hera urged with a sullen face, as if she couldn't wait to put her love rival and illegitimate son to death.

"Wow~~!"

At this moment, a loud cry of a baby came from the field on one side.

Lorne's heart moved, he braked suddenly, then jumped out of the driver's seat, followed the sound and searched in the straw next to him, and then picked up a small basket.

"What's going on?" Hera asked with a frown.

"It's a child..." Lorne stretched out his hand and took out a pink and tender baby. His tone was full of pity, "It was abandoned by its mother just after birth. How pitiful."

Hera was silent for a moment, then raised her hand slightly: "Let me see..."

Lorne hesitated for a moment, and then handed the infant child to Hera on the chariot without leaving any trace, his heart beating wildly.

At this time and at this place, an abandoned baby appeared in a nearby field. If nothing else happened, it should be that the future Hercules had not escaped.

Fearing the revenge of Hera, after giving birth to her child, Alcmene hid the child in a basket and abandoned it in the fields.

According to the original historical trajectory, he should have been picked up by Athena and Hera who passed by, and under Athena's persuasion, Hera breastfed him, thus saving Hercules' life and gaining amazing divine power.

But Athena could deceive Hera, but it didn't mean that Loen could do it.

Moreover, Hera came to hunt down the mother and child because she sensed some information.

Fortunately, it seemed that fate had driven her. The queen only held the baby to comfort him for a while, and then returned the swaddle to Loen.

"It just so happens that we have to go into the city. Let's find a family for him when the time comes."

Hera spoke lightly and then stopped looking at the delicate child.

Although he is the patron saint of women and children, the baby is also pink and tender, very lovable. But for some reason, she just can't like this child.

As the swaddle returned to her hands, Loen's heart, which had been raised to the throat, finally settled down.

In order to avoid more trouble, he drove the chariot to the outskirts of the royal city and spoke after stopping.

"You go ahead and find an adoptive parent for him."

Hera listened to this usual thoughtfulness, nodded slightly, stood up and walked into the gate of the royal city alone.

After confirming that Hera had left his perception range, Loen touched his back soaked in cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not easy to keep Hercules, the famous illegitimate son, under the eyes of the queen.

So, when you grow up, you must remember to repay me, your brother.

Loen pinched the pink face of the future Hercules, and then followed the crowd into the city and walked towards a certain place in the palace.

Given that Hera was chasing Alcmene, he did not dare to send the child back to the mother according to the original historical trajectory.

Otherwise, the mother and child might die directly, and he himself would also be killed.

Therefore, the person who raised the baby that Loen thought of was his aunt Agave, who was his blood relative.

Back then, his cousin Pentheus was killed because he persecuted the followers of the Dionysian Church and was cruel and absurd. Aunt Agave has been depressed ever since.

Since she lost a son, it would be better to indirectly compensate her with a son.

Just as Loen was secretly making up his mind, Hercules in his arms suddenly burst into tears.

At the same time, a graceful figure rushed out of the gate on one side barefoot, looking around following the baby's cry, and her eyes finally fixed on a certain place.

Then, she stumbled over the threshold and steps, rushed straight to Loen in the alley, and grabbed the swaddling clothes in his hand tightly.

"Child? My child? Is it you?"

Looking at the beautiful face, and the anxious and surprised expression on that face, Loen, as the person involved, was sweating profusely.

The mother and child should not be together at this time, and someone's life will be lost!

Lorne quickly reached out to block Alcmene's lips and teeth, and cast dozens of magic spells such as concealment and psychedelia, and then shouted with a dark face.

"Shut up, follow me if you want to live!"

Alcmene was about to speak, and a gloomy whisper came to her ear again.

"Hera is coming..."

Instantly, the Mycenaean princess trembled, and her pale face was full of fear.

Seeing that Alcmene had realized the seriousness of the problem, Lorne grabbed her arm without saying anything, and sneaked out of the city quickly and carefully.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour of fear, the three of them finally found their way out of the gate of the royal city.

As they got out of danger, Alcmene hugged her lost son and couldn't help wanting to express her gratitude to the kind stranger in front of her.

"I..."

"Don't say anything, go quickly, the farther the better!"

Lorne immediately interrupted Alcmene's politeness, looking around and urging urgently.

Things have become a mess at this point.

Now, all he can do is to point out a way out for the mother and son and buy some time to escape.

As for what happens next, he can do nothing about it.

Hearing the anxiety and uneasiness in the other party's tone, Alcmene immediately picked up her son and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, be careful, we'll go now!"

"Let's go, where are you going?"

A cold and low voice came from above. Lorne and Alcmene under the city wall looked up at the white-armed goddess who appeared on the top of the city wall at some point. Their bodies froze and their faces changed drastically.