Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Taking turns to take the blame, this year comes to my house (4.1k)

 In the charred pit.

Asclepius, who reacted from chaos and shock, raised his white hands and touched his familiar cheeks, feeling the normal body temperature and the flow of blood and vitality under the skin. His scholar's research The mentality arises spontaneously, and I can't help but marvel.

 “I'm actually still alive?”

 “To be precise, it is resurrection from the dead.”

The pale Lorne on the side glanced at the nephew who made him uneasy, and told the whole story angrily.

Facing Zeus's [Thunder], let alone Asclepius, a demigod, even if Lorne himself was present, he would still be exploded into heroic fragments.

 Therefore, there was absolutely no possibility of Asclepius surviving at that time, and his body was indeed destroyed by the power of [Thunder].

Moreover, there is no scum left.

But just as Lorne thought, His Majesty the God-King did not intend to let Asclepius's soul also be destroyed in order to create a brutal and **** image of himself to outsiders.

 He ​​originally wanted to destroy Asclepius' body first in the name of the gods' righteousness, so as to scare the monkeys and safeguard the authority of the gods. Then, in the intercession of the gods, he would use the donkey to upgrade Asclepius's soul to a star, embellishing his divine power in the sky, and thus fully control the power of the healer in his own hands. .

 The first half of the plan was implemented smoothly, but serious deviations occurred in the second half.

Zeus destroyed Asclepius' body and was about to imprison the grandson's soul, but found that Asclepius' soul was gone!

Whether he observed the scene with his own eyes or went to find the three goddesses of fate for verification, he only got this result.

 Actually, this is all due to Lorne.

Because before departure, out of caution, he used his own divine blood to turn into fine wine in advance, gave it to Asclepius to drink, and made a covenant with his soul with the holy words, preparing to go to the underworld to do things beforehand. Finally get a defensive move.

 As a result, the good will not work but the bad will.

Asclepius insisted on hitting the road to death, and his body was directly smashed into pieces by Zeus's [Thunder].

 But just like for so many years, Zeus and the three goddesses of fate have not discovered Lorne's identity and existence for so many years.

Asclepius' soul was also covered by Lorne's divine blood, contaminated with [accidental] divinity, and became a system bug. It was neither discovered by Zeus nor recovered by the underworld, and he escaped by chance. One calamity.

Since he knew nothing about this, His Majesty the God-King was currently confused. Faced with Hestia, Athena, and Artemis who came to the door angrily, he kept clarifying for himself:

  —This is an accident!

 —This is the problem of the underworld!

 —Someone is trying to frame him!

However, Zeus's scheming and consistent behavior has long exhausted his own integrity.

How could Hestia, Athena, and Artemis believe it? They just took it for granted that it must be His Majesty the God-King who destroyed Asclepius's soul and body, and tried to blame him. .

As a result, Zeus, who was unable to argue, could only choose to avoid seeing him. Recently, he was afraid of being blocked by the three main gods, and even did not dare to return to Olympus.

The above is all the information that Lorne got from Medusa, the spy, during his return.

 “He actually has this day?”

After listening to Lorne's story, Asclepius couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and a joyful smile of schadenfreude appeared on his usually calm and gloomy face.

Lorne glanced at the good saint grandson of God King Zeus and asked playfully.

 “So, do you still want to [live]?”

 “Goodbye.”

Asclepius sneered and shook his head, with some emotion in his tone.

“These days, it's much easier to be dead than alive.”

Immediately, the medical **** in front of him paused, and a trace of amusement appeared on his face again.

“Furthermore, there are not many things that can make His Majesty the God-King stumble..."

 Hearing Asclepius's meaningful answer, Lorne nodded with satisfaction.

 Sure, he is worthy of being the stubborn cub of Apollo. His back bone is naturally heavy.

Furthermore, he had just been tricked by his grandfather Zeus, and his original body had been blasted to the ground. No matter how good-tempered Asclepius was, he could not be without a little resentment.

 “Speaking of which, I feel weird now.”

At this time, Asclepius looked at his current body repeatedly, and the slight sense of unreality made him frown.

“Not quite like a dead person, but not quite like a living person, and the body's sensitivity and coordination are also a little less..."

“Do you think I am so powerful that I can directly restore your former body, piece by piece?”

Lorne rolled his eyes at Asclepius beside him and snorted angrily.

"I used my divine blood and the power of creation to fabricate the body for you. At most, it can only be regarded as a temporary soul container. It's good to make do with it."

Asclepius is now alive and kicking, thanks on the one hand to the covenant before departure that protected and hid his soul; on the other hand, it is also thanks to Lorne who obtained creation from the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone. power.

 Otherwise, even if the eldest nephew's soul is recovered, he will only be a lonely ghost.

 “Come, drink this first, and deepen the fusion of body and soul.”

As Lorne said this, he took out a bottle of [Elixir of Immortality] from the magic circle and threw it to Asclepius next to him.

Asclepius took the elixir and drank it in one gulp, and the unreal feeling in his body subsided slightly.

　　Seeing the eldest nephew in front of him gradually becoming more alive, Lorne continued to add.

"In addition, although the covenant left in your soul can help you avoid the pursuit of Zeus and the three goddesses of destiny, it is only temporary. If you don't want to be captured by Zeus and taken back to Olympus and become his slave, you need to regularly Drink the divine wine I brew to maintain the operation of the covenant and the vitality of your body.”

 “Is there no other way?”

 “Not yet.”

Lorne shook his head and waved his hand angrily.

“Okay, don't ask so many questions, it will be good if I can keep you under Zeus,”

Asclepius looked at the unhealed wound on Lorne's palm and hesitated to speak.

Of course he understands what the raw materials of the so-called divine wine are.

 The blood of the gods is the source of divine power. Excessive loss will be a big burden on oneself.

He was saved twice in a row by the person in front of him. Even though Asclepius didn't care much about these favors, he didn't want to owe the other person too much.

Of course, Lorne is not a good person, and he does not have the noble character to give without expecting anything in return.

It's just that Asclepius has just escaped death and is completely penniless. Apart from his medical skills, he really can't make any money.

This employment fee has to be paid by another person.

Lorne stood up and patted the dust and grass clippings on his body, looking at a certain city-state in the north with a subtle smile on his face.

 “Come on, come with me to Thessaly.”

Asclepius was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he reacted and shook his head with a cold snort.

 “Looking for him? Don't go!”

"After all, he is still your father. Your aunt didn't dare to tell him about you before. Now that the dust has settled, you should let him know whether you are dead or alive, right?"

"What if he knows? Does he still dare to seek revenge on His Majesty the God-King for me?"

  "Not necessarily!"   Lorne smiled and looked at Asclepius with a look of disbelief in front of him.

"Why don't we make a bet? If he doesn't have the guts, even if you win, I'll beat him up for you and never interfere with the affairs between your father and son. On the contrary, if he dares to seek revenge from Zeus for you, even if you win, lose…"

A certain filial son was quite moved: "That sounds good, but what next?"

“Don't worry about your **** [Elixir of Immortality], help me concentrate on developing the [Elixir of Immortality], I'll provide the materials!”

As soon as Lorne said this, Asclepius's expression suddenly became unstable, and his eyes were extremely hot.

 “Do you have the origin of the [golden apple]?”

“It didn't happen before, but now it seems to have some clues.”

Lorne smiled meaningfully, and then the figure of the snake mother Echidna was reflected in his mind.

If I remember correctly, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon guarding the [Golden Apple] in the Holy Garden is the famous descendant of Typhon.

With this relationship with the Snake Mother, he might be able to sneak into it, bring a few golden apples, and ask Asclepius to help him prepare an advanced [immortality] potion.

 It's just a [Elixir], it has limited effect on the gods, and it's a lot of trouble. Of course he didn't notice it.

  In contrast, the [Immortal Medicine] with the characteristics of the Lord God is what really interests him.

 In the past, there was no chance or material, it was just a wishful thinking.

Now, there is a stepping stone to the Holy Garden, and it is not impossible to get golden apples.

And the most critical thing, Asclepius, has been wiped out on the surface, and the hidden danger of the elixir has been indirectly eliminated. It just happened to take advantage of this gap to let the **** of medicine concentrate on staying in the small dark room, working for him, and saving money. Wandering around outside all day long, causing any trouble.

 “It's a deal!”

At this time, Asclepius was breathing rapidly and accepted the bet without hesitation, his voice was a little out of tune due to excessive excitement.

Golden apples! That is a golden apple that contains [immortality]!

This guy actually has a way to get it!

If he really does what he said, his dream research can go a step further, and it is not wishful thinking to analyze and reproduce the "immortality" that can only be possessed by the Lord God through magic potions.

 So whether he wins or loses in this bet, he will not lose money!

At this time, Asclepius was completely attracted by this bet and was urging him excitedly. He was extremely eager to see his annoying father for the first time.

 “Where is Thessaly? Let's go! Let's go quickly!”

"I know, I know. When you get there, you can't be exposed without my consent."

Lorne responded helplessly, while secretly raising the corners of his lips.

The father and son may have gained, but he will never lose.

Moreover, a drama about a loving father and a filial son is worth the extra ticket price.

 Oh, no.

 To be precise, it should be two games...

Lorne's ghostly eyes glanced past Asclepius beside him, looking at the Thessaly labor camp and the Great Temple of Olympus in the distance, with a malicious smile on his face. As the road progressed, More and more intense.

 A few days later, Thessaly.

On the green grass, a prisoner from Olympus who was grazing cattle and sheep received an unexpected visitor.

 “It's you? What are you doing here!”

The moment Apollo saw Lorne appear, his face, which had become somewhat weathered after several years of labor reform, suddenly showed an angry look.

 “Get out! Get out! Don't appear in front of me!”

Seeing his brother-in-law's reaction so excitedly, Lorne coughed dryly, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

“Ahem, actually I have no bad intentions in coming here this time. I just came to visit you. By the way, I was asked by Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, to express my gratitude for your tolerance to the Muses.”

 Because of Artemis's agreement, Apollo no longer pursued the rebellion of the gods. He also agreed to the nine Muses' demands and wrote a letter to Mnemosyne to make a reconciliation promise.

 At this point, the previous conflicts between the two parties have been completely overturned.

It is for this reason that Mnemosyne dared to leave the Temple of Memory and led the Nine Muses to visit the God of War Mountain.

However, after hearing Lorne's proactive expression of "goodwill", Apollo's face couldn't help but turn livid, full of traces of humiliation and grief.

“That's enough! I've already given them up to you, what else do you want? How long are you going to humiliate me?”

"ah?"

Seeing the God of Light in front of him gnashing his teeth, as if he had been greatly wronged, Lorne couldn't help but have his mind filled with questions.

Just when the atmosphere was somewhat solidified, a burly figure rode a war horse across the pasture, rushed to the gentle slope, and asked Apollo with a smile from a distance.

 “Do you have guests coming? Just let me entertain you.”

 “Admetus, what are you doing here! Go back!”

However, when he saw his friend arriving, the God of Light blocked him back as if he were facing a formidable enemy, and looked at Lorne in front of him warily.

Watching the king of Thessaly retreat to the shade, Lorne spread his hands, looking very innocent.

"I said, at least I helped the Thessalians when the giant Guigantes rebelled before. They just came to say a word. Are they so defensive?"

 “Help?”

Apollo's face turned darker and he asked through gritted teeth.

“You mean to ask my sister to stuff a poisonous snake into him on his wedding day and poison him to death?!”

"ah?"

Lorne looked at a loss when he heard that the blame fell on him for no reason.

"what are you saying?"

 “Still want to argue? Well, let me help you recall your memories!”

As the God of Light took a deep breath and recounted the previous encounter in a few words, Lorne's forehead sweated slightly.

Not long ago, the king of Thessaly, a close friend of Apollo, forgot to offer a sacrifice to Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunting, at the wedding ceremony. As a result, the goddess was angry and sent a snake to the bridal chamber. Apollo arrived in time. He saved him, but still couldn't save him.

Apollo found his sister and begged for a while, and then he got his friend's soul back.

 The price is to bow your head and reconcile with the Nine Muses.

At this time, with new hatred and old hatred added to him, Apollo looked at Lorne in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness, anger and determination.

“Just say what you want! Don't embarrass my friends! Don't threaten me with my sister!”

 Lorne: “…”

Oh my God, the devil knows that Artemis said so. He is really innocent this time.

 (End of this chapter)

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