Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 93 Rabbit is so cute, why not... (5.2k)

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The little rabbit squatting on the snow-white [ground], or Lorne in animal form, felt the majestic power contained in the body under his feet, and felt regretful in his heart.

You must know that there is a goddess taking a bath under the lake, and she will not jump down regardless of what she says.

Although he is a harmless little rabbit now, it will be a lot of fun once he digests the divinity of the god of agriculture in the jar of Hukeron wheat porridge and returns to his original human appearance.

After all, except for a few Greek goddesses, all of them are synonymous with trouble and danger.

Once exposed, the names of dishes such as diced red rabbit, shredded rabbit, spicy rabbit head, grated rabbit, etc. may be his final fate.

"Why do I feel so stupid..."

As the goddess's curious murmur reached his ears, Lorne, who was thinking about his miserable future, hurriedly raised his bunny head, blinked his big red eyes, and looked up at the blonde-haired and silver-eyed goddess with an innocent expression. And ignorant.

Seeing the cute appearance of the little thing, the goddess suddenly burst into laughter and happily held the little rabbit in her arms.

"That's right. If you weren't stupid, how could you have jumped directly into the water? Fortunately, you met me."

At this time, as the limbs swayed, the two towering peaks continued to squeeze inwards.

Caught in the middle, Lorne not only failed to experience the so-called ultimate enjoyment, but suffered from it. The alarm bell in his head almost sounded like a buzzer, and the twelve-sided die on the altar also cheered. Trembling with pleasure.

Obviously, this goddess is a very dangerous character.

Whether it was the instinct of his body or the twelve-sided die, it was clearly telling him that he was on the verge of danger and was seeking death crazily.

Fortunately, his beast transformation was influenced by Demeter's original version of Huceon's porridge. If it was the abridged version of Silly Bird Teacher Circe, he might have sent it on the spot.

At this moment, Lorne, who was trapped in a deep ditch and couldn't break free, could only hope that the remaining god of agriculture in his body would be strong enough.

In order to delay as much time as possible and find a gap to escape from the clutches of the devil, Lorne also stayed as quiet as possible, trying to slow down the digestion and absorption of the god of agriculture.

Finally, after an hour of hard work, the goddess in the lake finally finished her bath with satisfaction and walked naked to the shore.

Lorne, who transformed into a rabbit, was also hugged across the goddess's chest, becoming a natural fig leaf.

Sister, I really can’t stand it anymore...

At this time, as the power of the God of Agriculture in his body became increasingly thinner, and with the deadly touch that kept rolling and squeezing throughout his body, Lorne couldn't help but wailed in his heart.

Fortunately, the lake was not far from the place where the clothes were stored. The goddess arrived at her destination within a few steps, and the little rabbit responsible for covering up her shame was finally released after serving her sentence.

As his four feet stepped onto the solid ground again, Lorne almost cried out in excitement.

I am free!

And taking advantage of the gap when the goddess was getting dressed, Lorne did not hesitate to step out on his four short legs and dive into the bushes not far away, trying to escape from the crime scene as soon as possible.

But with a rustling sound, two golden long-antlered deer pulled a gorgeous chariot wrapped in gold and galloped from the bottom of the mountain.

Thanks to Lorne's quick reaction, a second crash was avoided.

However, before this happiness lasted for a few seconds, a series of converging gazes fell on him one after another, filled with greed and danger.

Lorne stiffly raised the rabbit's head, and suddenly saw the hounds following the chariot from the bottom of the mountain, staring at him with bright eyes and sticking out their bright red tongues excitedly.

"Woof woof woof!"

The next moment, three lop-eared dogs, two variegated dogs, a spotted dog, and seven very fast Spartan dogs filed out of the bushes and headed straight for the snow-white rabbit on the fallen leaves. .

run!

With almost an instant instinct, Lorne cursed secretly in his mind while paddling his four short legs crazily, avoiding the clutches of the thirteen hounds, trying to break out of their encirclement.

Since an unknown goddess was behind him, Lorne, who had turned into a rabbit, did not dare to show off too much, so he could only use the ordinary rabbit's ability to escape.

But the thirteen hounds in front were obviously well-trained. Not only did they possess speeds that exceeded those of ordinary domestic animals, they also knew how to cooperate and chased and intercepted the escaping little rabbits.

Lorne made several detours, but was forced back again by the group of hounds, and the space for movement was gradually compressed into an unobstructed open space.

"Woof woof!"

Finally, the two mixed-colored dogs that had taken the lead let out a cheerful growl and rushed forward, one from the left and one from the right, ready to take the lead.

At this moment, a clear whistle came, and the thirteen hounds who heard the order immediately receded like a tide and gathered in front of the heroic goddess in hunting attire, whining excitedly while shaking their heads and tails.

"It's not that easy for prey to escape from my hands."

Along with the quiet and melodious teasing, a hanging bare hand picked up the long ears of the rabbit, recaptured it, and held it in his arms with one arm.

Immediately, she jumped onto the chariot pulled by the two golden long-horned female deer. She picked up the golden reins with her other hand and swung it gently.

Immediately, the golden-horned doe who received the order snorted, stretched out their long legs, and winds gathered under their feet, pulling the gorgeous chariot and heading towards the distant city of Knossos at lightning speed.

Along the way, the cold wind howled, and Lorne, who was held in the arms of the hunting goddess with one arm, shrank and did not dare to move, for fear that the last of the three virgin goddesses would find out.

That's right...

Through many clues, explicit or implicit, the identity of this hunting attire goddess is actually ready to be revealed.

——One of the twelve main gods of Olympus, Artemis.

That is, the goddess of the moon and hunting in ancient Greek mythology is known as the "mistress of beasts and lord of the wilderness". She is also the daughter of the god king Zeus and the conservation goddess Leto, and the twin sister of Apollo, the god of light and prophecy. .

Therefore, Lorne's blood boiled with this wave of beasts, and he really happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

And after learning the true identity of this hunting attire goddess, Lorne, who was caught between two mountains of pressure, was even more afraid to move.

Because, once the virgin goddess who swears to be chaste discovers his human identity and is convicted of voyeurism and blasphemy, he will definitely get nothing good, no matter passively or actively.

If he remembered correctly, a certain future cousin of his would go through this thunderstorm for him.

Legend has it that Ottonavo, the princess of Thebes and another daughter of Cadmus, and the demigod hero Aristaeus, gave birth to a son named Actaeon.

Because his father loved hunting, Actaeon also fell in love with this sport. For this reason, he learned the secrets of hunting from the centaur and half-horse sage Chiron when he was young. After returning home, he became even more enthusiastic about it.

One day, while hunting in the forest of the Kitalon Mountains, he strayed into the Holy Land of Artemis in the Galphia Valley due to the hot weather. He bumped into the goddess of hunting who was bathing in the pool.

Perhaps because he was young and energetic, Actaeon did not run away immediately, but was fascinated by Artemis's beauty and figure, and stared blankly at the naked goddess of hunting.

Immediately, Artemis was offended and cast a spell with a handful of lake water, turning Actaeon into a deer.

Realizing that something was wrong, the young hunter fled in panic, only to be torn into pieces by the hounds he had brought into the mountains as prey, and died.

With such a classic case, Lorne would not return to his human form in front of this hunting goddess unless he had a brain attack.

But at this moment, even if he didn't want to, the remaining power of the God of Agriculture in his body could only last for just a quarter of an hour.

Come on, come on!

It seemed that Lorne's prayer had an effect, and the speeding golden chariot soon stopped outside the city of Knossos.

Artemis let go of the reins, jumped off the chariot, and waved back casually,

Immediately, two golden long-horned female deer and thirteen hounds of various colors, under the command of their master, turned around obediently and went back into the dense forest, waiting for the next dispatch.

Immediately, the goddess, who appeared like an ordinary hunter, caressed the soft and smooth little rabbit in her arms, walked into the city of Knossos at night, and walked towards a certain house with a clear purpose.

The closer to the destination, the harder Lorne's heart beat.

Because this place was very familiar to him, it was Hestia's mansion.

He couldn't help but shudder when he thought about the scene where he had exhausted all the power of the God of Saturn in his body and transformed in Artemis's arms, as well as the possible onlookers.

That picture is so beautiful.

A short knock on the door sounded, and there was not much time left for Lorne to maintain his beast transformation.

As the door opened, Artemis was obviously stunned and a little surprised when she saw the silver-haired and purple-eyed goddess appearing in front of her.

"Are you there too?"

Chance!

Realizing that the hands holding him had loosened, the little rabbit, who was already on the verge of the limit of transformation, decisively rushed out of Artemis's arms, nimbly slipped into the crack of the door, then strenuously opened its four short legs, and swooped into the backyard. Disappear into the shady nursery.

The sudden change made Artemis's face look astonished.

This was the first time that prey escaped from her grasp.

Especially, in front of this woman...

"It seems that the goddess of hunting will also fail one day..."

Athena in front of the door crossed her arms, leaned aside, pursed her lips and smiled.

Artemis glanced at the goddess of wisdom blocking the door and hummed lightly.

"I think there is obviously something dirty here that scared the little guy in my arms, so it reacted so aggressively..."

The two goddesses looked at each other, and their faint gazes met in the air, sparks faintly colliding.

After a brief confrontation, both sides, regardless of the outcome, unanimously expressed their dislike for each other.

"Tsk!"

"whispering sound!"

The almost simultaneous reactions of the two virgin goddesses seemed to be inexplicably in sync with each other amid the vague opposition.

In fact, although they are both virgins, they are different from Hestia who is indifferent to the world.

The remaining two goddesses are both peers and have similar strengths. They are also favored by the God King Zeus, so they are inevitably compared to each other.

After going back and forth, although the two competitive goddesses maintained a familiar and close relationship in front of others, they naturally had some thoughts of competition behind their backs.

Athena in front of the door looked at Artemis, who was dressed in hunting attire. Her eyes passed over the exposed snow-white skin, and finally landed on the shameful outline of the mountains on her chest, and she frowned inadvertently.

As if aware of the other party's gaze, the Hunting Goddess stepped forward, almost face to face with Athena, further highlighting the nutritional gap between them, and reminded her with a smile.

"I'm here to see Aunt Hestia. Where is she?"

"I don't know, I just arrived."

Athena glanced back and responded calmly.

I had just returned from Mount Olympus. I wanted to treat myself to a hot meal, but when I walked in, there was no one at home, and I didn't know where they had gone.

But before I could take a closer look, an uninvited guest came to the door.

Not here?

The two goddesses couldn't help but frown, subconsciously preparing to close their eyes and express their thoughts.

"Are there guests?"

At this moment, a strange voice came into the front hall, and a handsome young man with a smile on his face was walking quickly from the backyard.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, and his wet silver hair was tied back.

Hearing that familiar voice, Athena turned back first and frowned slightly.

"Where have you been?"

"Hey, there was a little accident in the cellar in the backyard. Let me clean it up."

Lorne quickly explained with a smile on his face, then changed the topic and looked at the guests outside the door in surprise.

"you are……"

"do not move!"

However, before he could ask about the identity of the visitor, the hunting goddess in front of the door had eyes as sharp as arrows. She shouted solemnly, squeezed through the door in one stride, and headed straight for Lorne.

In an instant, the kind smile on Lorne's face froze, and his heart beat violently.

It's going to happen!

Under the crazy warning of crisis, he twisted his waist and hips reflexively.

"Ahaha, what a cute dog. Come on, let me hug you."

At the critical moment, the hunting goddess passed directly past Lorne and came to the stairs. She intercepted the golden dog that was flying towards the original owner, and happily stroked the supple dog head.

"Wow..."

The golden dog who fell into the clutches of the goddess felt the surging divine will of the other party. He lay on the ground and did not dare to resist. He could only let out a pitiful low whine and desperately asked the owner beside him for help.

I was so startled that I was scared to death!

At this moment, Lorne, whose blood pressure soared, realized that it was a false alarm. He looked at the goddess of hunting happily playing with her dog, ignored the screams of the golden retriever, and retracted the step behind Athena without leaving any trace.

I have no choice but to use my dear old sister as a shield if I really want to reveal my secret.

After all, this goddess of wisdom was the only one who could stop the furious Artemis.

However, before Lorne could take a deep breath, Artemis, who was satisfied, reluctantly let go of the golden dog on the ground, letting it run towards its owner, smiling apologetically at Lorne, and spoke softly.

"Sorry, this kid is too cute, I couldn't hold it back just now."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you like it."

At this moment, Lorne squeezed out a smile on his face, just wanting to distance himself from the hunting goddess as soon as possible.

"Cynthia, just call me Cynthia..."

However, as if to apologize for the blunder, the hunting goddess actually introduced her pseudonym and reached out her hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Lorne maintained his calm on the surface and answered simply, carefully holding the fingertips of the goddess. After accepting the kindness of the release, he took another step, wanting to get closer to Athena, who could bring him a sense of security.

But one wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

"Wait, what...do you smell like?"

Before Lorne could take a step away, Artemis sniffed her nose and leaned forward curiously.

"smell good……"

"It's wine. I accidentally got some on it when I was cleaning up the cellar just now. I didn't expect that the smell wouldn't go away after I took a shower."

Lorne, who was already harboring evil intentions, quickly threw out the evidence that he had forged in advance.

liquor?

The two goddesses were slightly startled when they heard this new word.

"Ah, butt, butt hurts a little..."

At this moment, vague murmurs came from the backyard, and a certain stove goddess crawled out of the cellar and groped her way to the front hall.

Artemis and Athena looked surprised when they saw Hestia appearing in front of them.

"Aunt? So you are here?"

"Ah? Artemis? And Athena? Why are you here?

Hestia raised her head and saw the two eldest nieces gathered here. They implemented the attributes of the self-destructing truck and directly called out Artemis's real name.

For a moment, the hunting goddess who had her vest exposed on the spot felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"Forget it, I accidentally drank a little too much, and not only did I sleep in the cellar for most of the day, but when I woke up, my whole body hurt, especially my butt."

Hestia muttered and rubbed her buttocks that seemed to be plump, waving her hands feebly like a seriously ill patient.

"No, no, no, my throat is a little smokey. Let me drink some water and sit down for a while."

"I told you to drink less, but you didn't listen..."

Seeing that the thickest wind-blocking wall had finally arrived on the battlefield, Lorne intervened and stepped forward decisively. He helped Hestia to a chair aside and thoughtfully poured him warm tea to sober up.

"Wine? A new drink? The one that is very popular in Knossos City recently? Interesting..."

"It's actually something that can make even the gods drunk. It seems I have to have a taste today."

As that new term was mentioned frequently, Athena and Artemis couldn't help but become interested.

"It wasn't me, it was Lorne who did it. If you want to drink, go to him."

Hestia did not take any credit, and directly pointed out the original inventor to her two nieces. She smacked her lips, and after a brief recollection, she commented with lingering meaning.

"Although there are some side effects after drinking too much, it tastes really good, and the experience after being drunk is quite interesting."

Hearing the comments from the hearth goddess herself, Athena and Artemis became even more eager to give it a try, and their eyes invariably focused on something.

"It just so happens that there are still a few jars in the cellar. Please wait a moment while I go get them. I will also make some dishes to go with the wine and entertain you."

Lorne immediately nodded understandingly, turned around and left the scene in a very polite manner, and went to prepare the drinks and dishes for the guests.

As he walked out of the front hall and stepped into the cellar again, the face that had maintained a smile from beginning to end finally burst out in the distortion of the joy of surviving the disaster.

Phew, so dangerous!

This fatal crisis was finally avoided.

After calming down briefly, Lorne looked at the remaining seven jars of fruit wine in the cellar, and his eyes flickered when he thought of the three virgins in the front hall.

By the way, this is a rare opportunity, why not get them all drunk?