Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 291 The more you resist, the more excited I am (4.6k)

Under the table, golden and blue eyes met, and the atmosphere fell into a strange silence.

Athena retracted her right hand, wiped her mouth as if nothing had happened, and showed a calm smile on her face.

"What a coincidence, you are here too?"

"..."

Sensing the familiar divinity, the silent Artemis's face turned from white to blue, then from blue to black, and finally from black to red. She rushed forward with gritted teeth and stretched out her hand to pinch a plastic girlfriend who dared to cheat on her in front of her.

"I'll fight you!"

The tabletop shook violently under the weight.

It's killing me...

Loen, who wanted to cry but had no tears, quickly pressed the corner of the table tightly, squeezed out a twisted smile on his face, and greeted Hera who had already entered the temple.

"My Lady Queen, why are you here?"

"You and Thetis are going to get married, and as her adoptive mother, I naturally have to come and see."

Hera answered as a matter of course, and then waved her hand forcefully to the light bulb beside her.

"You should leave first, I have something private to discuss with him."

Hearing this impeccable reason, the simple Medusa nodded and left obediently, and before leaving, she did not forget to close the door, leaving enough private space for the conversation between the two parties.

Seeing Hera impatiently walking to the desk after Medusa left, Loen's heart jumped, and he quickly called for a stop.

"My Lady Queen!"

"Everyone is gone, what did you call me?"

The white-armed goddess glanced at her lover behind the desk and snorted unhappily.

Under the scrutiny of the Queen of Heaven, Loen had to bite the bullet and pinch his throat to change his words.

"He, Hera..."

"That's better."

Hera nodded with satisfaction, a bright smile bloomed on her dignified face, and she reached out to untie the belt around her waist.

Really? Here? In the temple of Athena? Again?

Lorne looked at this familiar scene, wanting to cry but not tears, and hurriedly reminded.

"Didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about Theti's marriage?"

"There are still two days, no rush."

Hera casually perfunctorily pulled off the belt, and the white gauze skirt that lost its fixing gradually slid down from the ivory-white shoulders, revealing a seductive view inch by inch.

Lorne quickly reached out and pressed on Hera's shoulder, stopping the trend of the long skirt falling, and squeezed out a smile on his face to persuade.

"In the temple of Athena, this is not good, right?"

"So what?"

Hera glanced at the statue of Athena facing the desk, sneered softly, and didn't care.

"Don't even mention Athena's temple. Even if she is here and her mother is here, I can do whatever I want!"

Lorne's forehead was slightly sweaty when he heard this.

Speaking of which, Hera's position as the Queen of Heaven seemed to have come from Athena's mother, the original goddess of wisdom, Metis.

This nominal marriage protector is actually the mistress who got promoted. No wonder Greek marriages are a mess.

At this time, hearing the arrogant declaration of the Queen of Heaven, Athena, who had become the victim under the table, suddenly turned pale. She stopped fighting with her fake girlfriend in front of her and gritted her teeth and tried to rush out to fight Hera.

Seeing this, Artemis, who was about to fight to the death with her fake girlfriend, was sweating profusely. She pulled Athena back from the edge of the tablecloth and comforted her repeatedly.

"Calm down! It's not that bad, really!"

"Bang!"

At the same time, Loen, who had just secretly pulled up his pants and wanted to get up and slip out of the temple, was pushed down by the strong Hera and pressed in front of the desk.

A desk was divided into two worlds inside and outside, different battlefields inside and outside.

Hera was very unhappy to see her lover's timid reaction.

"I'm not afraid, why are you running?"

"Madam, don't do this, it's not a good influence..."

Loen, who was pressed on the desk, felt the increasingly intense vibration in the barrier under the table, and wanted to cry even more.

However, the always strong Hera turned a deaf ear to this, but raised her eyebrows, with a playful smile on her face.

"So, are you trying to play a forced game with me?"

"I'm not! I'm not!" Loen quickly denied it and advised earnestly, "The wedding date is approaching, and there is really a lot of work to do. How about we do it another day?"

"Yeah."

Hera nodded, seeming very reasonable.

Seeing this, Loen was filled with hope.

"You agree?"

Hera at the desk raised the corner of her lips and showed a meaningful smile.

"Remember the rules of the forced game?"

Seeing Hera's subtle expression, Loen immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

The rules of the forced game?

"Everything should be done in the opposite sense. Not equals to want, and opposition means consent."

Queen Hera, who reiterated the rules, looked at the prey under her claws playfully, her eyes flickering, and a touch of sadistic pleasure in her eyes.

"And the more you resist, the more excited I am!"

"..."

Athena and Artemis under the desk made the same evaluation after a silence.

"Beast!"

However, because the sound was isolated by the small barrier, Queen Hera, who was unaware that she was live-broadcasting this ultimate insult, became more and more into the play and began to tear off her lover's clothes.

Lorne didn't know whether it was because he was getting into the role or because Athena and Artemis were watching him under the table, so he could only resist and persuade him dejectedly.

"This is the office..."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"There are too many people here, if we get caught..."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Hera, who was in the right state, was unmoved, with a face full of joy of breaking taboos.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Just as a certain queen was getting into the game, there was a hurried knock on the door, and a familiar sentence.

"Loren, someone wants to see you, and we can't stop him."

"Who is it?"

Seeing that the game seemed to have triggered a hidden plot, Hera suddenly felt interesting and turned around to ask for Loren.

Medusa outside the door subconsciously answered: "It's the god of craftsmanship Hephaestus, and Thetis, they came together and said they wanted to discuss the wedding."

"..."Hera's excited smile froze instantly, and her body froze.

"Oh, no need to report. I've already said that I'm familiar with that kid Loen. There's nothing particularly important about visiting him today. Let me see if he's inside."

At this moment, a rough voice came from outside the door. A somewhat hunched figure dragged his iconic lame foot and came to Medusa, reaching out to push the closed door of the temple.

And behind him, an elegant figure exuding a hint of moist sea air also stepped onto the steps.

Hearing that the door had begun to creak, Hera's soul was terrified. She looked around anxiously and threw down a word of advice, ducking under the table.

"Don't let them know I'm here. Find a way to get them out first!"

Looking at the queen of heaven who dived under the tablecloth, Hephaestus who walked into the door with a smile on his face, and the bride-to-be Thetis who followed behind, Loen, who was responsible for blocking the desk, had a look of despair on his face, and a certain thought inevitably popped up in his mind.

How about destroying it? Hurry up!

The visible sadness made Hephaestus who entered the door slightly stunned.

"What's wrong with you? You look so bad? Your expression is not right?"

"Ahem, it's because there is too much work."

Medusa coughed lightly and stepped forward to explain for Loen.

"You also know that the war of gods has just ended. Although the main gods are sleeping as promised, the world has experienced the devastation of the war and is in ruins. Many things need to be handled by special people, especially Athens today, which cannot do without people."

Thetis nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Because she had lived on Ares Mountain for a period of time, she witnessed Athens' progress and development beyond the times in culture, skills, entertainment, education, food, etc., and could also vaguely perceive how different and important this city-state is to the human world with wisdom.

And to maintain this glory, the Athenians and the gods of Ares Mountain need to work together.

But now, Athena, Hestia, Themis, and Mnemosyne, the original four leaders of the Ares Mountain, have fallen asleep for various reasons. As the secretary of Crete and the spokesperson with a close relationship with these four main gods, Lorne naturally has to come out to preside over the overall situation.

With so much workload concentrated on him alone, it is inevitable that he is overworked.

Thinking of this, Thetis looked at the inexplicably haggard figure in front of the desk and the piles of documents behind him, and felt a little distressed.

"How about sitting down and resting for a while?"

Thetis said, and was about to step forward to help.

However, when he saw the chair behind the desk, Lorne seemed to have turned on the switch, and he shivered uncontrollably, and hurriedly shook his head to decline Thetis's kindness.

"No, I can hold on!"

What a joke, there are already three people stuffed below, and if he sits on it again, he might be pulled open by the lionesses under the table in a minute.

But strangely enough, the three of them didn't fight on the spot...

Lorne looked at the stable table, muttering in his mind, and a glimmer of hope in his heart was rekindled.

It seems that I can still be saved?

Then, he cheered up again and squeezed out an apologetic smile to Thetis who came to visit.

"I'm sorry, you can see that there are too many trivial matters and I can't treat you well."

"It's okay, I understand."

Thetis spoke softly, with a gentle tone, showing the demeanor of a good wife and mother.

"Anyway, I just came to see you, it's nothing important."

"In order for our wedding to be held as scheduled, I will definitely deal with the things that need to be solved these days as soon as possible!"

Lorne vowed and made a solemn promise, stating the original intention of his day and night hard work.

In fact, he worked so hard to stabilize the order in Athens to prevent any problems from happening in the upcoming wedding.

His good intentions are witnessed by heaven and earth.

But he didn't expect something went wrong during the execution. Athena, Artemis, and Hera, all the romantic debts he had caused before, came to him one after another, and happened to mix them together, which led to such a difficult situation.

"Well, then you go ahead." Thetis nodded lightly, and then put the snacks and gifts she brought from home on the table, appearing very reasonable.

Hephaestus on the side scratched his head helplessly, a little depressed.

"It seems that the wine can't be drunk."

Hearing this, Luo En smiled casually.

"This is simple. There are plenty of fairy wines in the Ares Mountain, and there is also a batch of new wines brewed this year. I will let Medusa take you to get them, and I promise you will drink enough!"

Not only him, the god of wine, but also a large number of the backbones of the Dionysian Church live in Athens. They are naturally familiar with brewing wine. The inventory accumulated over the years will definitely satisfy Hephaestus.

Having said that, Hephaestus still has some regrets.

"Even if there is good wine, you have to drink it with people who have the same temper as you to enjoy it."

"That's no problem. Several newly recruited teachers in the Athens Academy are very talented in forging. If you are interested, just let Chiron take you to have a look."

"Chiron? The legendary centaur sage?"

Hephaestus immediately became interested, and Lorne smiled and nodded.

"That's right."

"I have heard of his great name for a long time, and it's just right to talk to him today."

"I'll let Medusa and the others take you to the wine cellar to pick a few jars of fine wine, and then lead you. If you get drunk, stay on the mountain tonight."

After making proper arrangements for the god of craftsmanship, Lorne immediately turned his gaze to Thetis on the side and spoke softly.

"Since you are here, why not go see Astraea? She has been talking about you recently."

"Yeah, I miss that child too."

Thetis nodded gently, with a nostalgic smile on her elegant face.

Back then, she and Lorne were chased around by the goddess of discord Eris and the three goddesses of vengeance. If it weren't for the critical moment, Astraea, the kind-hearted second-generation goddess of justice, helped them and took them to find Themis for help. I am afraid that she would have died on the Sea of ​​Oceanus because of the [Mark of Vengeance].

Speaking of which, the relationship between her and Lorne heated up rapidly at that time.

In a sense, Astraea is the little cupid who facilitated this marriage.

"Well, you go shopping first, and we'll talk after you finish these."

Lorne waved his hand, and Thetis and Hephaestus also nodded and left under the guidance of Medusa.

Outside the temple, the breeze blew on her face, and the fresh air rushed into her nose. Thetis took a deep breath of the long-lost smell of Ares Mountain.

Then, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and looked at the temple with the closed door behind her.

This smell...

Medusa, who led the way, turned around and looked at Thetis standing there with concern: "What's wrong?"

For some reason, the back of the snake-haired banshee was inexplicably tense, filled with a hint of defensive tension.

"Nothing, I suddenly remembered something else." Thetis smiled and turned to follow Medusa's footsteps, but her drooping eyes flickered faintly.

At the same time, sensing the figure outside the door walking away, Loen breathed a sigh of relief, carefully picked up a stack of documents on the ground, and reached out to touch the door.

"Why are you running?"

However, a faint voice came from behind, and three figures lifted the tablecloth one by one, walked in a triangle formation, and blocked someone who was about to run away again in the corner.

Looking at the three smiling faces, Lorne couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"When did you become so close?"

"Just now."

The three goddesses looked at each other and smiled, as if they had reached a certain consensus tacitly.

A strong sense of crisis rose in Lorne's heart, and he quickly reminded him.

"Thetis hasn't gone far..."

He kept his fiancée on the Ares Mountain, which was a safety precaution he prepared for himself.

"It's already beyond 1,000 meters and is within the safe range." Artemis smiled and pierced this false deterrence, taking a step forward with a scorching gaze.

Lorne's eyelids jumped, and he stepped back step by step, turning his eyes to Athena, laughing dryly for help.

"In the temple, you should pay attention to the impact, right?"

"What are you looking at me for? This is Athena's temple, what does it have to do with me, Sasha?"

"Sasha" with purple hair and golden eyes spoke innocently, raised his hand to outline Hermes characters, and constructed a tight barrier.

Lorne was speechless, and finally looked at the queen who protected the marriage with a sincere look.

"Thetis and I are getting married soon."

"Isn't it two days away?"

Hera spoke faintly, stepped forward to block the last gap, and cut the only fig leaf on the prey with her fingertips.

The goddess who swore to protect chastity betrayed her previous oath;

The goddess who could not tolerate defilement contributed her own temple;

The goddess who protected the legitimacy of marriage was obsessed with the pleasure of taboos...

The three people who were obviously not clean in front of them, after experiencing a situation of frankness, became close because they held each other's handles, formed a stable triangular interest alliance, and agreed to share the prey together.

Looking at this shameful scene of collusion, the victim who had nowhere to escape raised his hands tragically and accepted his cruel fate.

A feast of immorality was fiercely unfolded in the holy hall.