Greece brings evildoers

The next morning, a noisy and chaotic sound, mixed with faint cries, came from the port.

problem occurs!

When Hestia heard the noise in the kitchen, her expression froze slightly, and she immediately stuck her head out from in front of the stove and looked longingly at the figure in the backyard.

Sensing the gaze that was almost stuck on his back, Lorne sighed, put away the bronze sword in his hand, and took the initiative to speak.

"Forget it, come with me to see it."

"good!"

Hestia suddenly felt reassured, hurriedly put down the kitchen utensils, followed Lorn obediently, and headed towards the port.

Before her eldest niece Athena left, she warned her to listen to someone's opinion on everything.

She doesn't understand many things.

But she knew that there were some words that she had to listen to carefully.

Following the flow of people out of the city gate, they rushed to the harbor on the outskirts of Knossos City. At this time, there were already many people gathered here after hearing the news.

There are soldiers who maintain order, priests who perform statistics and investigations, and priestesses who comfort and heal. On the outermost edge are circles of ordinary people looking anxiously inward...

At this time, in the port that was under martial law, dozens of corpses that had been soaked in seawater until they turned white were dragged ashore one after another by soldiers.

Most of the deceased were dressed in coarse linen and linen, with rough skin and a reddish tint due to exposure to the sun. They looked like standard faces of sea fishermen and low-level traders.

And the causes of their deaths are different.

Some faces were purple due to lack of oxygen, some were whole-body twisted, with broken bones, some had protruding eyeballs and were full of terror, some had their limbs torn off, leaving only half of their torsos...

The bloody and tragic scene made some Minoans around with weak psychological endurance turn their heads and squat on the ground to retching.

But more people dragged the soldiers and acquaintances around them to search and question anxiously; or after hearing the bad news, they rushed forward, crying and whining in disbelief.

Obviously, these dead may include their fathers, brothers and relatives.

As more and more people arrived, the situation became increasingly chaotic and noisy.

Lorne frowned slightly and pulled Hestia back to a high point on the outside, looking towards the sea.

The turbid waves crashed on the shore, forming circles of white foam.

Pieces of broken wood of various sizes were washed up on the shore.

Those were pieces of the ship.

Moreover, it is not just fishing boats, but also merchant ships with simple protective spells engraved on them...

Lorne's eyes passed over the jagged gaps in the wooden board, looking at a keel in the distance that was almost torn into two pieces by a huge force, and his eyebrows gradually tightened.

Lorne? !

While the two were looking around, a small purple figure surrounded by a group of white-robed priestesses on the field lit up and waved excitedly towards the high point outside.

Is this girl here?

Lorne raised his eyebrows, nodded distantly, then vaguely pointed to a relatively remote and quiet place, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

After a while, little Medusa understood the meaning and came to the agreed place to join Lorne and Hestia who were already waiting here.

"It's a ship out of Crete, and something happened to them!"

As soon as they met, little Medusa explained the situation straightforwardly and looked at Lorne opposite with a burning gaze.

Lorne, who had expected it, was not surprised by this, and murmured in a low voice: "Sooner than I expected..."

Immediately, he pinched his brows and asked the envoy of Athena, who had been officially certified by Minos.

"What about the number of ships, casualties, and range locations?"

"A total of 7 ships have gone out to sea from yesterday to today. The wreckage currently found in the harbor has been identified as belonging to 3 of them. There is no information about the remaining 4 ships."

Little Medusa truthfully told the news she knew, then paused, bit her lips tightly, and lowered her voice.

"Nineteen people have died, and no survivors have been found so far."

But soon, a gleam of light bloomed again on the little girl's face, which was covered by haze.

"However, I have asked the temple to light the sacred fire on the seaside tower as soon as possible to guide the remaining four lost ships. And if there are magicians on board, they can also find a way to communicate with the priests stationed on the tower based on the ether resonance. Let’s connect!”

"Do you really think that the wind and waves on the sea can tear the boat apart like that?"

Lorne spoke quietly, although she couldn't bear it, but she still cruelly and resolutely shattered any luck in little Medusa's heart.

"I'm afraid they encountered a sea beast..."

Needless to say, there is no need to elaborate on the fate of ordinary people encountering sea beasts on the dangerous sea of ​​Oceanus.

When little Medusa heard this, her eyes suddenly dimmed a lot.

Sister Beatrice’s father and Grandpa Kontanius’ son, they are all still on one of the missing ships...

However, before the little girl had time to worry about others for too long, a question in his ear interrupted his sorrow.

"When did the three ships whose wreckage was found leave the port?"

"It seems like yesterday afternoon..."

Little Medusa thought carefully and gave a serious answer.

yesterday afternoon?

Lorne's eyes flashed and he took the initiative to speak.

"Do you have the entry and exit times, the investigation status of the corpses, and the charts showing the trading routes and nearby fishing grounds? Give me one!"

"good!"

Upon hearing the request, little Medusa nodded without thinking, and then trotted towards the priestesses in the crowd.

When the little girl left to get the chart, Lorne turned to look at Hestia beside her.

"Do you know some experienced fishermen nearby? I have something I would like to ask you."

"Yes, yes!"

Hestia, who was doing nothing, couldn't help but perked up when she heard this. She immediately looked around and pulled an old man with a stooped figure from nearby.

The weather on his face and the calluses on his hands were enough to prove his identity.

Looking at the somewhat sad face in front of him, Lorne was slightly stunned.

He remembered that this old man's name seemed to be Cantanius?

"Ms. Anna's brother? If you have anything to ask, just ask!"

The old man tried his best to force a smile from his face and spoke proactively.

Lorne gathered his thoughts, nodded, and whispered a few questions about day and night tides, ship speed, and so on.

The old man named Kontanius is indeed an old fisherman. Although the description is a bit vague, he can basically give Lorne relatively accurate data based on his rich experience.

As the questions and answers confirmed each other, Lorne's eyes were thoughtful.

"coming!"

Soon, little Medusa, who had returned home with a full load, quickly ran to Lorne holding several nautical charts in her hands, placed them on the ground, and spread them out one by one.

Lorne said nothing, picked up a branch, and while examining various signs in the sea near Crete, he wrote down a few lines of numbers and made rough calculations.

And when the result was presented before his eyes, his face couldn't help but look a little solemn.

Little Medusa saw Lorne's expression and subconsciously stepped forward to ask.

"What's wrong?"

Lorne waved his hand, and after Hestia sent the old fisherman away with understanding, he turned to look at the newly appointed envoy of the Goddess of Wisdom beside him, and spoke quietly.

"Believe me, remind the city defense troops and temple priests guarding the coast not to sleep too much tonight, especially in the first half of the night..."

"...!"

Hearing that low and serious voice, little Medusa, who was familiar with the character of the man opposite her, her face hardened and she nodded heavily.