Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 306 Teacher, you don’t want to either... (3k, please follow up)

At night, in the simple and secluded courtyard, Atalanta sat on a wicker chair and ate comfortably.

Although the food was a little cold, she still enjoyed it very much.

Lorne was leaning against the grape arbor, tasting the newly brewed wine, and looking at Atalanta's cat ears that seemed to be shaking with satisfaction with interest.

I have to say that raising a cat is a joy.

Especially when the cat can turn into a cat lady, this sense of satisfaction will increase exponentially.

After Atalanta was full of food, Lorne took the initiative and handed over a glass of chilled grape wine.

The huntress drank it in one gulp, flushed the food into her stomach, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"According to what you said, I have inquired. There are currently only a dozen or so divine-blood heroes who have successfully reached the Royal City of Arcadia, and most of them have been attacked by Warcraft."

Basic?

Could it be that it was not a coincidence that those monsters that escaped from the Arcadia Mountains attacked them?

When Lorne heard this adjective, he frowned slightly and murmured.

"It seems that the water in Arcadia is very deep..."

"How about I help with divination?"

Seeing that her senior brother's face was a little solemn, Medea volunteered on the side.

Divination?

Yes, Hecate is the goddess of the road and has the power to guide people.

Since I don’t have a clue for the time being, it might as well give it a try.

After thinking briefly, Lorne nodded in agreement.

Immediately, Medea quickly opened the magic array, revealing a round oak board.

This thing is composed of twelve palace grids, with Greek numbers engraved on the bottom of each place, and correspondingly above, there are simple paintings of animals or gods and monsters such as cows, sheep, crabs, centaurs, and horses.

Moreover, there are three gemstones inlaid on the edge of each grid, from the 1st to the 12th, they are garnet, amethyst, azure, diamond, emerald, moonstone, ruby, peridot, sapphire, opal, tortoise. Paschalite, turquoise.

Lorne touched it with his hand, and the convex and concave feeling from his fingertips made him lower his head and take a closer look, and vaguely discovered the sun, moon, Venus and other major celestial bodies, as well as the symbols of other stars.

In the central groove, a crystal ball the size of an adult's fist is placed in it.

This seems to be the prototype of the Greek astrolabe, and the celestial patterns and the composition of the zodiac already have the basic outline.

The eighty-eight constellations are not entirely composed of posthumous heroes and misty legends, but they basically existed when the world was created. It was only later that for the convenience of memory, the constellations were connected to different people or things through storytelling. Together.

Because of this, the eighty-eight sets of holy clothes corresponding to the astrology existed earlier than that group of heroes.

Just when Lorne was distracted, Medea stood up and secretly pulled away a piece of his hair.

"borrow!"

Medea put a lock of Lorne's hair into the prepared crystal cup, then took several bottles and jars from the magic array and poured the colorful solutions into the crystal cup.

After sprinkling in various strange medicinal powders one after another, the solution reacted violently, producing uninterrupted light pollution of blue, red, and purple, and the strand of hair that had been stripped of its power was also shaking, gradually mixing with the solution, forming a fresh The witchcraft potion comes out of the oven.

"The [Spirit] in each person is different, and the things taken from the inquirer can guide the astrolabe to the correct position and convey more accurate information."

While Medea explained patiently, she poured the purple-black solution in the crystal cup into the grooves of the astrolabe. The stars lit up one by one, and the divine patterns floated and shimmered.

"Now, close your eyes, empty your mind, and ask the questions in your heart to the goddess of the road who guides you."

Seeing that the astrolabe had been fully activated by Lorne's unique spirituality, Medea grabbed Lorne's arm with both hands and solemnly pulled it towards the crystal ball.

Lorne had the attitude of giving it a try, and obeyed as told. While meditating, he asked the question in a deep voice.

"Tell me, what is the source of this [beast disaster]?"

After the crystal ball absorbed the divination potion on the astrolabe, it began to buzz and tremble, and the black, green, cyan and other lights inside flickered one after another, like a bright starry sky.

At least three colors of divinity?

Could it be said that there are three gods involved in the beast disaster, or even more?

Buzz…

While Lorne was thinking, the ether vibration in the air became more and more intense. The ether magic rippled in circles under the divine rhythm, and the crystal ball in the center gradually broke away from the groove and jumped up and down uncontrollably.

Medea, who had never seen such a situation before, looked at the crystal ball in front of her that began to emit bright light, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

It feels not good.

Click!

The next moment, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread from the inside out to the entire crystal ball.

Without saying a word, Lorne quickly pulled Medea behind him and at the same time kicked the crystal ball into the pond in front of him. At lightning speed, he outlined a hundred Hermes words in succession, sealing the pond. A strict and solid decision.

boom!

The surging divine power formed a terrifying ether tide, and the purple-black undercurrent compressed to the extreme enveloped the crystal fragments and shot out in all directions. Finally, the terrifying power was consumed by layers of defense techniques.

After the aftermath, Medea looked at the fragments of the crystal ball on the ground and wanted to cry without tears.

"My crystal ball..."

Although she is a princess of the Kingdom of Colchis by blood, she has been on the island of Aeolus since she was a child, and has lived a hard life with her aunt Circe.

In addition, Circe's temperament is tossing around. On weekdays, she either makes a series of troubles and needs a large amount of compensation, or consumes a lot of precious materials to do useless experiments, wasting resources in vain.

Because the great witch has suffered a major change and is also penniless, she has basically no money except for a few magic props, so Medea, the niece, is responsible for cleaning up the mess every time.

This has caused her and her aunt Circe to become poorer and poorer, and they are almost unable to make ends meet recently.

Therefore, Medea, who is really unable to bear it, will follow Atalanta to Arcadia to participate in the crusade against the beast disaster.

On the one hand, this is to eliminate harm for the people; on the other hand, she plans to take the opportunity to make some extra money to supplement the family income.

As a result, Arcadia's bonus was not seen, and the only magic item she had left was also scrapped.

Seeing his little junior sister's tearful appearance, Loen felt bad, and immediately opened the magic array map and handed over two things.

"You didn't give me any gifts when you became my apprentice, so I'll make up for it this time."

Then, he introduced the names and functions of the two items to his little junior sister.

The first one is [Talisman of Breaking All Laws].

This purple curse knife with a lightning-shaped blade was seized from the conspiracy goddess Melinoe. It is one of the three artifacts of Hecate, the goddess of the underworld. It specializes in breaking curses and breaking boundaries. At the same time, it can improve the efficiency of magic release, which is very suitable for casters like Medea;

The second one is [Tooth of the Skin].

This is the prize Loen got from the [Dice Game]. The dragon tooth soldiers summoned with them are quite strong and resistant to beatings. For magicians, they are first-class combat servants.

Now, Loen himself can no longer use this thing. Medea exposed her weakness of lacking experience in fighting enemies and needing a quiet environment to cast spells in the last battle. Therefore, giving it to her can also maximize the value of this thing.

Looking at the two things in her hand, Medea was happy.

Especially the cursed knife named [Talisman of Breaking All Laws], she couldn't let it go.

After the excitement, Medea was a little unbelievable: "Are these really for me?"

Loen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, accept it."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

After getting the exact answer, Medea was ecstatic. In excitement, she hugged Loen's neck and kissed this senior brother on the forehead.

Compared with the aunt who cheated her all day, this senior brother who took care of her a lot is a real relative!

Sudden attack, Loen came back to his senses, touched the water marks on his forehead, and was a little amused.

Atalanta, who was standing aside, looked at Medea who ran back happily with the gift in her arms, with a teasing look in her eyes.

"Teacher, I can't pretend not to see this kind of thing, and you don't want to hear it from Lady Thetis..."

"Stop, what gift do you want? Just tell me, I'll give it to you!"

Lorn quickly waved his hand in surrender, and made an expression that he was willing to cut his flesh and seek peace.

"Gift, you have already given me one, this is enough."

Atalanta raised the Sky Bow in his hand and chuckled.

"So, I want to use this opportunity to ask a question."

"What?"

"Who are my parents?"

Atalanta restrained his smile and looked at his teacher seriously, with a strong desire in his emerald eyes.

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At the same time, the Palace of Arcadia.

King Arcadia, lying on the bed, coughed violently, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the veins under his skin jumped like earthworms. The bones of his fingers, which were tightly grasping the sheets, turned white, and his nails pierced the skin of his palms unconsciously, and pieces of bright red blood seeped into the sheets.

It seemed that he was enduring great pain.

"Medicine... medicine... give me medicine!"

Accompanied by a suppressed roar, the maid outside the door walked into the bedroom with hurried footsteps and carefully presented a dark red pill.

Seeing this, King Arcadia grabbed the pill like a mad dog, swallowed it whole, and then raised his head to swallow it.

After a moment, King Arcadia breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed. His originally pale face had a touch of rosy blood.

But even so, the feeling of powerlessness on the edge of life and death, and the gradually worsening symptoms, still made him feel scared.

"Bang!"

King Arcadia punched the bed heavily, his face grim.

Why? Why can gods live forever, but he has to suffer pain and injuries?

Unfair! This is unfair!

"Go, invite the [Headmaster]..."

King Arcadia waved his hand and pondered, his eyes flickering, as if he had made a decision.

The trembling maid beside the bed was as if she had been pardoned, and hurriedly left the depressing and gloomy hall with the tray.