Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 339: Do something you love (5.3k)

In the hall.

Seeing the arrival of Lorne and his party, Hercules smiled on his rough face, and quickly stood up and waved to invite the Dionysian saint who had helped him a lot to sit next to him and drink together.

Lorne smiled and nodded, and sat next to Hercules as invited. Helen, Medea, Hippolyta, and Caenis followed suit.

The twin brothers and Telamon naturally sat opposite, sitting at the same table with the three people from the Temple of Poseidon.

As all the members officially entered, King Admetus clapped his hands and summoned the maids to present the sumptuous delicacies and treasured wine to entertain the allies who came from afar.

Standing up and looking around, Admetus showed a humble and polite smile, not caring about his identity as a king, and took the initiative to pour wine for each table and solemnly expressed his gratitude.

These allies in front of him not only represent themselves, but also represent the forces behind them. To be honest, he can't afford to offend any of them.

Hercules and "Hylas" obey the orders of the God King Zeus, are the spokespersons of the Olympian lineage, and also symbolize the original faith of Thessaly;

Triton and his two companions are from the Temple of Poseidon, with Poseidon and most of the ocean gods behind them, and sent a large amount of rare mountain copper, which improved Thessaly's defense capabilities by several levels;

Medea, a teacher and student of the Academy of Athens, is a saint of the Dionysian Church, and the other is a direct disciple of the great witch Circe, who belongs to the Ares Mountain. The goddess of wisdom Athena and the human shepherd have extraordinary influence in various city-states.

Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors, who obey the orders of the hunting goddess Artemis, are also the legion-level battle group that Thessaly urgently needs;

And the last three princes and princesses of Sparta, who come from the door of their close friend Apollo, are responsible and reliable, and have good strength. Moreover, the dispute between Apollo and the craftsman god Hephaestus over the belief in light seemed to be about to be settled. This close friend who had freed up his hands had already conveyed the oracle to Sparta to send more troops to Thessaly. It won't be long before a Spartan army of a thousand people will rush to Thessaly, led by the two princes, to jointly deal with the invasion of the Guigantes.

It can be said that the above five parties are the most influential and powerful representatives among all the allies at present, and almost determine the direction of this war.

Fortunately, the people who attended the banquet on behalf of the five forces were not overbearing characters. With the careful accompaniment of King Admetus, the atmosphere in the hall quickly became warm, and each other maintained basic etiquette and decency.

After three rounds of wine, the dishes were five flavors.

King Admetus, who successfully warmed up, was relieved and brought the topic back on track, starting to talk about the current predicament of Thessaly and the movements of the Guigantes.

"During the last offensive and defensive battle, Thessaly's defense system was severely damaged and almost collapsed. Although it has been repaired several times with your efforts, it is probably difficult to withstand the rumbling of the Earth by the Guigantes. So I plan to do everything I can to strengthen Thessaly's defense before the next crisis comes. If you have any good suggestions or opinions, please speak freely."

"We brought more than 20 tons of mountain copper and thousands of kilograms of mithril this time, which should be able to improve Thessaly's defense and armaments by several levels. If it is not enough, the Temple of Poseidon is also willing to send some mechas to listen to your orders."

Triton stood up and raised his glass, taking the lead in expressing his opinion.

Hearing that the mermaid prince readily agreed, Admetus nodded with satisfaction, and the only trace of worry in his heart dissipated, and the smile on his face became warmer and more sincere.

In view of the fact that the god-like products of the Sea God are everywhere, he is really not sure whether the private promise can be counted in the future.

And under the witness of so many people, the things and help that Triton promised to provide in public can at least ensure the authenticity.

Then, he thought for a moment, turned his eyes to Lorne and Medea, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I heard that Arcadia was able to eliminate the beast disaster and return to peace, and you two have made great contributions. In addition, Arcadia's Warcraft front that successfully resisted the invasion of beast tides was also participated in and planned by you. So I want to give you full responsibility for how to strengthen the Thessaly defense line."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Medea and I will definitely live up to your trust."

Lorne raised his hand to his chest and nodded in response.

With a positive reply, Admetus couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the Temple of Poseidon brought the most scarce and precious materials in Thessaly, for the sake of safety, he still didn't dare to easily entrust the problem of city defense design to Triton and the other two.

On the contrary, the two Athenian allies who had experience in building and defending cities in Arcadia and were not so deeply involved in Thessaly seemed much more reliable.

After all, one of the two main gods on the Ares Mountain was once the mother of mankind, and the other is now the shepherd of mankind.

No matter in terms of position or moral integrity, there is no reason to stab him in the back.

Seeing that the three people from the Temple of Poseidon next to him did not raise any objections, Admetus was completely relieved and turned to tell his allies about another secret he had recently discovered.

"Everyone, since the last siege, the Guigantes have been silent, as if they disappeared from this land."

"Disappeared?"

"Well, we sent the descendants of Hermes to explore along the caves dug by the giants, but found nothing. And there are no eyewitness clues of the giants' activities in the nearby Thessaly city..."

Admetus paused and frowned.

"Although this seems like good news, I always feel that they will not give up so easily."

"As far as I know, boxers in the ring retract their arms and hide their fists, often not because they are retreating, but because they want to throw a more powerful next blow."

Pollux, one of the Spartan twins who is good at boxing, gave examples of what he saw and heard and gave a serious reminder to King Admetus.

"That's right." Loen nodded in agreement, turned the wine glass in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "The Thessaly region was once the battlefield of the Titan War. The giants can awaken the divinity and power of the twelve Titans to the maximum extent underground. This is the most suitable bridgehead for counterattacking the surface, and they will never give up. Moreover, they seem to have rebuilt the temple dedicated to the old gods underground in Thessaly, and it is even more impossible to give up this pre-selected holy land. So the giants will definitely come back, it's just a matter of time."

"I understand what you said."

Admetus nodded, but couldn't help showing a helpless bitter smile on his face.

"But these rats have the blessing of the earth god, they come and go without a trace, and they always hide in the intricate underground caves. Even if I want to find their lair and find out what tricks they are doing behind the scenes, I am powerless."

Everyone couldn't help but feel a headache when they heard it.

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, so we can only guard against thieves for a thousand days. This is indeed a troublesome problem.

But after some discussion, they really didn't have any better way to achieve success in one battle, so they could only work hard to strengthen the defense of Thessaly and prepare for the next fierce battle.

After the two topics were discussed one after another, the banquet entered a more cheerful and relaxed stage.

Medea stared at the exquisite snacks and wandered around to find food;

Katniss, slightly drunk, swung her waist in the center of the venue and danced hotly;

Helen didn't know why she was so competitive, and then presented a sacrificial dance she was good at. Her gestures showed her elegant and graceful temperament, winning cheers from the audience;

Then, there were some entertainment programs such as Telamon and Hercules wrestling, Pollux and Ares boxing, and the whole hall was full of joy.

Without the entanglement of the group of tigresses around him, Lorne was happy to be idle, leaning against the stone pillar and leisurely drinking the new ambrosia honey wine brewed in Thessaly this year.

"Don't you feel bored drinking alone?"

Accompanied by a charming and sweet voice in Loen's ears, the machine goddess Aphrodite came over with two glasses of wine and a smile.

"I was offended when I entered the city last time. This glass of wine is an apology."

Loen's eyes flashed and he smiled.

"It can be said that we are acquainted after fighting. We are all on the same boat. There is no need to be so polite."

Then, he politely took the wine glass and drank the scarlet wine in the glass under the smiling gaze of the machine goddess Aphrodite.

Seeing the other party drink this glass of wine representing reconciliation, the smile on the face of the machine goddess Aphrodite became brighter and more beautiful. While taking back the wine glass, the scallion-white fingertips gently stroked Loen's palm, whether intentionally or unintentionally, leaving a slight numbness like an electric shock and an indescribable delicate touch.

When Loen came to his senses, the red-haired and golden-eyed mechanoid had already left, and there was a crumpled little paper ball in his hand.

"Thirty minutes later, in the palace garden."

Seeing the beautiful characters on it and the extremely tempting pink lip print at the signature, Loen took a deep breath of the lingering fragrance of the mechanoid Aphrodite in the air, and a hint of playfulness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Hmm, this tea taste seems a bit strong...

Accompanied by the silent movement of his throat, a wisp of scarlet wine quietly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

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The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the crisp chirping of insects composed a pleasant natural movement. The shadows of the trees on the roadside and the flowers and trees in the garden danced with the wind, and a rustling concerto came.

Under the bright silver light, the red-haired and golden-eyed mechanoid of love leaned in the pavilion, stretched his limbs lazily, revealing his slender waist and the seductive ups and downs of his chest.

The glass of wine has been drunk, why don't you come to the appointment?

It shouldn't be...

Just as the machine god Aphrodite in the pavilion frowned and murmured, a faint whisper came to her ear.

"Hmm, you smell so good..."

The sudden hot and humid air rushed into her ear canal, and the red-haired machine god couldn't help but jump away quickly, instinctively entering a state of alert.

"Why are you so nervous? Didn't you ask me to come?"

Lorne looked at the machine god Aphrodite who jumped away in response to the stress, with a resentful look.

"Who told you to suddenly appear behind me and make me so nervous."

The machine god Aphrodite came back to her senses, and a trace of anger appeared on her charming face.

"Okay, this is my fault."

Lorne raised his hands in surrender, and then got straight to the point.

"So, what do you want to find me privately so late?"

"Of course, it's to do something that only two people can do in private."

The machine god Aphrodite walked up, her fingertips fell on Lorne's chest and gently drew circles, her words were full of ambiguity.

"Here?" Loen was stunned at first, then raised his hand to touch his belt.

Seeing this, the machine goddess Aphrodite's face froze slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm getting to the point." Loen answered as a matter of course, and then he did not forget to urge, "I don't know when the dinner will end, and there are many people coming and going here, you should hurry up too."

Seeing that the other party had untied his belt and stretched out his claws towards her, the machine god Aphrodite hurriedly stepped back and cursed in her heart.

He wanted to go straight to the point right after he came up. Isn't this beast too impatient?

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Seeing that the other party was rushing towards her again with a burning gaze, the machine god Aphrodite raised her hand to stop him.

Lorne stopped walking after hearing this, looking surprised.

"Isn't this why you asked me to come?"

"Well, actually I'm very interested in you and want to know each other better..."

The machine god Aphrodite replied with a dry cough with a flickering look.

However, before she could finish, the man who was originally passionate suddenly turned cold and waved his hand without hesitation and turned around.

"No time, no appointment!"

Seeing that the other party was about to walk out of the pavilion, the machine god Aphrodite suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Lorne's arm, and her voice became softer.

"Don't be impatient. After we get to know the surface, can't we have a deeper communication?"

"When will we have a deeper communication?"

Lorne turned around and asked impatiently, looking at the ambiguous beauty with burning eyes.

Looking at the other party's undisguised desire and the claws that climbed up and touched her waist, the veins on Aphrodite's forehead jumped slightly.

Doesn't this pervert know what modesty is?

Or has his brain been burned by the glass of wine, and now he only has the trivial matter of sexual intercourse in his mind?

Just as Aphrodite was secretly complaining, Lorne, who had not waited for a response, immediately let go of her hand with a lack of interest.

"You don't want to? Forget it, I just went to make an appointment with someone else."

"How could that be!"

Then Aphrodite, the god of machines, came back to her senses and quickly grabbed Loen's arm again, leaning against his arms, pointing to the brightly lit palace hall in the distance, her charming eyes full of anger.

"I think it's too noisy here, and the time is short, so it's not fun to communicate. Why don't we find a quiet place and get to know each other better slowly."

"Go to my house! I guarantee no one will disturb us there!"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

This time, Aphrodite, the god of machines, did not refuse, and shyly half-nestled in Loen's arms, followed the descendant of the gods, quietly walked out of the palace, and came to the house where the other lived.

Under the moonlight, the two stood in the courtyard, looking at each other, their eyes entangled, as if they could pull out threads in the air.

"Let's go in and sit down?"

The god of machines, Aphrodite, pointed to the spacious master bedroom, her cheeks flushed, and she softly issued an invitation with some hints.

Faced with this naked temptation, Lorne's eyes swept over the beautiful figure of the love god of machinery, which was divided into golden ratios. He swallowed his saliva, picked her up by the waist without any hesitation, and strode forward.

Bang!

As the door opened and closed, the two figures that were in close contact almost stuck together.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the god of machinery Aphrodite pulled out her white fingers from the restraints and smashed the fluorite that illuminated the wall.

"Why did you turn off the light?"

"Isn't this atmosphere better?"

With the soothing soft voice, the god of machinery Aphrodite turned over, and her red hair spread like a snake on her shoulders. Although the facial features that were sunk in the darkness could not be seen clearly, they still exuded a breathtaking beauty under the moonlight outside the window.

It was as if a fairy emerged from the waterside or the center of the lake in the dark night, attracting the lost travelers, step by step towards the swamp, sinking into the gentle land, and finally drowning in this quagmire without knowing it.

For a moment, Lorne's heart was pounding, his blood was beating, and he was actually a little dazed.

Then, a sense of weightlessness came over him, and he was pushed to the head of the bed by the slender jade fingers pressing on his chest.

Then, the graceful figure climbed onto the bed and sat between Lorne's waist and abdomen, holding the other's wrists that had nowhere to rest with both hands, and slowly pressed down with the upper body. The beautiful head with long hair hanging down, with an inexplicable sense of oppression, approached inch by inch, until the lucky person who was favored by the head of the bed, embraced each other.

And a mysterious and charming smile also spread on that beautiful face.

However, the atmosphere was a little inexplicably weird.

Lorne twisted his bound body and asked in confusion.

"Why are you pressing me?"

"Because I like to be on top."

A charming laugh came, and the graceful figure under the moonlight lowered her head to the neck of the prey under her claws, greedily looking at the golden divine liquid with a sweet smell in the other's blood vessels, and her cherry lips approached the other's ear, and said jokingly.

"You smell so good, I want to eat you bite by bite..."

"I understand."

Lorne smiled and hummed softly.

"After all, the food of the Guigantes clan should not be very good..."

The body of the machine god Aphrodite stiffened slightly, and then raised her head and showed a curious smile.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you know what the first principle of fraud is?"

"?"

"If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself."

Lorne answered with a smile, and attached a deeper analysis.

"When playing a role, you must first forget your own identity and understand the words and deeds of the role you need to play. Unfortunately, Aphrodite is just arrogant and conceited, not a green tea. And according to her personality, she probably won't do anything to throw herself into someone's arms." The graceful red-haired beauty raised her hand and tapped her forehead, looking annoyed and confused.

"So I was discovered early in the morning, but how did you know it was me?"

Lorne smiled and answered innocently.

"Didn't you tell me just now?"

"..."

The red-haired beauty's face darkened when she heard that.

"Are you deceiving me?"

"Not really, it's just a bold assumption and careful verification. After all, there don't seem to be many people who are so interested in my flesh and blood, right?"

"Hmph, so what if you know."

The red-haired beauty showed a malicious smile on her face, and a bunch of red and black mud appeared on Lorne's hands and feet at some point, forming a strong and powerful confinement.

"Now, you seem to be alone..."

While speaking, the white fingers hidden behind her back took out an ancient golden dagger and quietly stabbed it into the heart of the prey.

"Puff!"

The dull sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh sounded, and blood splattered.

However, the red-haired beauty's smile froze, and she turned stiffly, looking at the witch who had crawled out from under the bed and appeared behind her, and the purple dagger with a curved short blade stained with blood in her hand.

Hecate's divine tool, the talisman that can break all laws!

"It seems that you are the one who is alone." With the teasing laughter of a certain black-bellied god, Pandora suddenly lost control of this body, her eyes went dark, and she fell heavily on the other's chest.