Greece brings evildoers

A few months later, Athens.

Large and small ships were moored in a row at the port. The wind was blowing on the Aegean Sea, and the waves were surging on the wrinkled sea surface.

Rumble...

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the suppressed thunder came from the low clouds from time to time, making the entire Peloponnese Peninsula look much gloomier.

This damn weather, it seems that we can't go out to sea today.

A fisherman with gray hair and a strong body on the boat had no choice but to lower the sail, tie the rope, and then go ashore to lean on the back of the golden wings, ready to fly in front of the statue of the goddess of victory, and his drifting thoughts began to recall the past.

These days, the life of mortals is really not easy.

Be careful of monsters on the road, be careful of storms when going out to sea, and be careful of divine punishment at ordinary times...

Even the nobles of the blood of the gods who are the builders of the cities of various states must be careful in what they say and do, otherwise if they accidentally make some petty gods unhappy, the disasters they bring down will be enough for everyone in the city-state to drink a pot.

If things go wrong, even the snakes, insects, rats and ants in the city will be in trouble.

Since the war of gods in Olympus, the gods in the upper world have been limited in status, and their temperaments have gradually become more restrained. In order to develop faith, they have even become more friendly to humans like them.

As a result, the mortals and city-states on earth have lived a peaceful life, and they don’t have to worry about waking up every day and some gods coming to their door and killing everyone in the city for unknown reasons.

In those years, as long as you are willing to work and put in some effort, even a civilian like him who has no skills and background can have enough food.

If you continue to work hard, you can even save some money and send the two boys in your family to the Academy of Athens to learn some skills and knowledge, and slowly move into the inner city to make a living.

And all of this is the grace brought by a group of kind-hearted gods such as Athena, the goddess of wisdom, Lorne, the god of wine, Hestia, the goddess of hearth, and Themis, the goddess of justice.

They limited the power of the gods, restrained the words and deeds of the nobles, and compiled universal laws, bringing order and fairness to this rotten world.

But the good times didn't last long. After a few years of peace, disasters began to hit various places.

The tsunami in Trozen, the beast tide in Arcadia, the demon pigs in Calydon...

And the most ferocious giants, the Gigantes.

During that time, it was like returning to the dark days of the past. There were monsters, giants, natural disasters, evil gods... There were things that wanted to kill people everywhere.

Every breath of air was a life after a catastrophe;

Every time you wake up, you have to be grateful to have lived another day;

Every time you go out, it is a farewell of life and death...

Fortunately, the adults on the God of War Mountain really treat them as human beings.

They set out from Athens, pacified the beast disaster in Arcadia, suppressed the tsunami in Troezen, sent people to subdue the demon pigs of Calydon, and then built a defense line in Thessaly, gathered heavy troops, and slaughtered the Gigantes giants who ran out from the depths of the earth.

And the Olympian gods who were worshipped and sacrificed by various city-states really changed their nature. They all descended on the battlefield in Thessaly and annihilated the Gigantes giants who ate human flesh raw, ending this protracted natural disaster.

Such gods are called gods!

Such gods are worthy of their worship and faith!

If he wanted to build temples and sculptures for them, he would rather pay a few more cents to the priests who raised funds. The worst thing is to cast a few more nets at sea.

After all, compared with those gods and heroes who fought to the death on the battlefield, what does it matter if he has a few more arms?

The old fisherman knocked on the marble platform under his buttocks, and a trace of pride appeared on his face with ravines.

Speaking of which, this stone for the statue of Nike, the goddess of victory, was transported from the mountain overnight by him.

Moreover, his two sons who studied at the Academy of Athens participated in the war of gods in Thessaly, and finally each received a medal called "Olympian".

Thinking of this, the old man looked up at the sky flashing with lightning, and couldn't help spitting with contempt.

Bah, shitty Olympus!

Let the giants of Gegantes block his doorstep, but he dared not show up, and could only hide in the sky and shrink his eggs. What kind of god king is this?

It's a pity that he still enjoys the most tributes in the annual great sacrifice!

Just as the old man was complaining in his heart, the shadows of the trees on the distant hills swayed, and flocks of birds were startled.

A marble bust sitting on the throne holding a thunderbolt was pushed down by hundreds of people with ropes and crowbars, and smashed into the waves under the cliff.

Hearing the faint cheers from the mountain, the old man sitting on the stone platform couldn't help but smile.

That's right, that's what we should do!

Why put such an eyesore on the mountain? If we have to put it, we have to put our goddess and the god of wine!

The old man, in a good mood, immediately got up and went home, ready to take the pickaxe into the mountain.

Anyway, there is no way to go out to sea to fish today, so it's better to get two pieces of the best marble and let my sons give them to the priests in the city.

After all, it will definitely be useful for making statues for the new god.

If you are lucky, those priests will pay a lot of money, which is much more than fishing.

The old man went out with the cunning and mercenary of the petty citizens on his face.

~~

At the same time, on the God of War Mountain.

Artemis, with a radiant face, walked out of a door wearing a leather belt, stretched her waist comfortably, raised her hand and threw two meat bones from the magic circle.

A fat and strong golden retriever smelled the scent and ran over happily.

The goddess of hunting rubbed the dog's head with satisfaction, then took out the bow and arrow, and drew a Hermes pattern with her fingers, calling back the two golden-horned deer that were leisurely chewing tender leaves in the back mountain, pulling the golden retriever that was busy chewing bones, and jumped on her beloved chariot together, flying to the hunting ground in the Arcadia Mountains to enjoy the entertainment after dinner.

As the silver streamer disappeared into the sky, the two figures who were looking out of their heads dared to come out from the corner of the corridor, carefully came to the door all the way, and quietly got in.

At this time, the house was in a mess, the tables and chairs were broken into pieces, and all kinds of places were covered with shocking scratches, bites, trampling, collisions and other marks. The floor, ceiling, and walls were as tragic as a battlefield, and a strange smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers and wine filled the air.

On the large bed made of all metal, the few mountain copper carvings on the headboard were violently twisted into a twist. A young man with slightly sunken eye sockets and long messy hair sat on the bedside, lying on the bed in the shape of a "too" character, motionless for a long time, like a dry grass that had been squeezed dry, looking down at the ceiling with melancholy eyes.

Since the Battle of Thessaly, he should have been tossed around by the female heroes who took turns to play for three months.

Sometimes it was a solo, sometimes a group;

Sometimes it was just a fight, sometimes it was a plot play:

Sometimes it was a traditional path, sometimes it was an iterative play;

What's more, some people even used props and potions...

With such a high-intensity line, Lorne felt more tired than playing two Thessaly battles. His jar of fine wine was squeezed until almost only the lees were left.

When will this day end?

Lorne pressed his waist, which seemed to be wailing faintly, turned his head to look at the two petite figures entering the door, and squeezed out a dry smile on his face.

"Anna, little Medea, why are you here?"

"You haven't eaten for a few days, I'll bring you something to eat..."

"We just made it."

The two little ones with purple hair looked at each other, answered, and came to the bed with the food box.

Lorne was so moved that he almost cried when he heard such warm words.

That group of unsatisfied nymphomaniacs should really learn what it means to be gentle and considerate. They just worry about whether he has eaten all day long, regardless of whether he is still hungry.

"What did you bring today? Let me see..."

Lorne, who was smiling and opening the food box, stopped talking. After scanning the pots and jars in the box and the various roots and herbs floating in them, he silently closed the lid.

Seeing this, Medea couldn't help but urge: "Eat, why not?"

"Yes, while it's hot." Medusa echoed in a low voice, with the same eager look.

Lorne's eyelids jumped, and he looked at the two caring little girls in front of the bed:

"What's inside?"

"Some supplements..."

"To keep fit..."

Medea and Medusa answered confidently, their concern was evident.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lorne's eyes, and he pushed the food box back with a fake smile.

"No need to supplement, I'm fine! If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

As he said that, he jumped up from the bed decisively and walked towards the door.

But before he took a few steps, Medusa on the side was anxious and hurried forward to stop him.

"No, you can't leave!"

"Why?"

Lorne looked at the two in confusion, but his steps did not stop.

Seeing that he was about to lose his target, little Medea shouted in a hurry.

"Because we paid for it!"

"Ah?"

Lorne was stunned on the spot when he heard this unexpected answer, and then he came back to his senses and asked with a smile.

"What money?"

Little Medea realized that she had said something wrong and looked away guiltily, as if she hadn't heard it.

Lorne didn't care and turned to look at Medusa on the other side with a bright smile.

"Anna, you are the best. You never lied to me before. Come on, tell me what happened?"

Finally, under Lorne's mental PUA, Medusa, who had a higher sense of morality, had no choice but to give an honest account.

"Yes, it's some of your money..."

As Medusa hesitantly told the whole story, Lorne's face turned from white to blue, from blue to black, and from black to green, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

He now seemed to know why he would run into old lovers from all walks of life who would block him back whenever he was about to go out in the past three months.

After all this time, it turned out that someone had sold him out!

That's right, this is not a description, but an actual behavior.

——There is a dark and evil force on Ares Mountain, monitoring his actions all day long, determining his free time, and secretly auctioning these time periods, and then arranging various service objects for him according to the amount of money offered by the bidders.

Even, that group of people would hire third-rate playwrights from Athens to write various PLAY scripts for him to choose from.

No wonder his [daily] schedule in the past three months is always full from morning to night...

No wonder imprisonment, thick breasts, and squeezing are all over him...

Bidding behind the scenes, queuing for appointments, paid services...

From another perspective, isn't this just the courtesan in the brothel who is forced to smile and welcome guests from all directions?

So, what about him? The top card of Ares Mountain?

When Luo En thought of this, his face was full of black lines, and he asked sinisterly.

"Who did it?"

Medusa and Medea shook their heads in unison, looking very secretive.

Seeing this, Loen immediately frowned, looking extremely disappointed.

"Don't tell? Then I'll have to inform the Snake Mother and the King of Colchis..."

The two little ones shrank their necks when they heard this.

This trick of seeing parents has great lethality in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

Seeing the victim walk out the door in a big way, the two little ones who still felt ashamed were helpless and defeated.

Medea carefully confessed the mastermind: "Yes, it's Aunt..."

Loen heard the answer and felt a little suspicious.

"When did she develop this business?"

"Aunt has been obsessed with alchemy recently, and the expenses are very high, but the college didn't give her funding because she blew up several laboratories, so she set her sights on you."

Medea whispered the motive of the mastermind's behavior, and then made a supplement.

"Besides, she said that after raising you for so long, it's time to charge some interest."

"So, she stopped selling cupcakes and switched to selling me, right?"

Lorne's face darkened, but more doubts immediately surged into his mind.

"That's not right, how does she know my schedule and movements all day long?"

"It's the eldest sister and the second sister..."

Medusa on the other side raised her hand cautiously, and then she started to complete the operation mode of the entire criminal industry chain.

"Because they swallowed a lot of Typhon's flesh and blood, the power of the beasts of the eldest sister and the second sister has been greatly improved. Now the monsters, cats and dogs on the mountain listen to them. When you go out and who goes out from you, they all know clearly."

"So that's the case, quite professional."

Lorne nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the two patrons who had just lined up today, and asked with a smile.

"So, how much did you two spend?"

"Fifty high-level magic books, seventy gems, one hundred kilograms of mithril..."

"Three thousand gold Zeus, three hundred kilograms of mountain copper, and more than one hundred magic cores of Typhon's offspring..."

The two little ones hung their heads and answered dejectedly.

"Hiss~~" Loen took a breath and looked at the two generous little enemies in astonishment, "Just for such a trivial matter, you two spent so much? This price is enough to buy a small city-state!"

As if they were reminded of sad things, Medea and Medusa looked up at Loen, and their expressions became more depressed.

"You are too expensive. Hera, Artemis, and a few other regular visitors always bring several carts of gems to the Ares Mountain."

"Medea and I don't have that much money. We got the share of this opportunity by pooling our money together."

Lorn was speechless when he heard this. He raised his hand and gave the two little girls who stole the chicken but lost the rice a slap each, and scolded them unhappily.

"It's a loss, so let you remember it."

The two little ones covered their heads, and their pretty faces turned bitter.

But then, the voice in my ear became softer: "In the future, if you want to see me, just come directly. Why give money to others?"

Medea and Medusa heard this, and immediately turned from worry to joy, and nodded with red faces.

But after a moment, the two seemed to think of something and looked worried.

"But, it seems that there are still seven or eight people behind you who haven't finished queuing."

"..."

The gentle smile on Lorne's face froze, and turned into a dark cloud. He turned to look at Medea and Medusa, and asked sinisterly.

"Then, where are Circe, Stheno and Euryale now?"

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, causing Medusa and Medea to shiver.

Now, someone is going to be finished.