Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 237

Chapter 237 Sorry, Teacher Ma

In the early morning, the grass at the foot of Ares Mountain rustled, and a figure covered in dew and dust crawled out of a human-shaped pit.

Every time his body moved, the figure lying on the ground would twitch involuntarily, and the handsome features on his face were wrinkled, full of bitterness and grief.

It hurts! It hurts!

It was as if all the skin had been torn open and all the muscles severed; every bone was trembling, and every drop of blood was screaming in pain...

His organs all over his body seemed to be tortured to the point where he wanted to go on strike collectively, or to escape from the body...

Isn't it just to pluck a bird feather from you? As for being so cruel?

With a grimace on his face, Lorne reached out to touch his swollen buttocks, and endured the severe pain and pulled out a handful of thorns that had pierced his flesh.

"Athena, just wait, sooner or later you will be beaten!"

Just as a miserable victim was gritting his teeth and swearing secretly, there was a sound of brisk footsteps in front of him.

Two familiar figures were walking along the mountain path, their purple and green eyes looking around.

“Where's the teacher?”

“The goddess said he is waiting at the foot of the mountain, he should be nearby.”

Atalanta and Medusa, who were traveling with them, walked forward while looking for someone who had agreed to take them to the Academy of Athens to complete the formalities today.

“Hey, are you here? You got up so early?”

Soon, accompanied by a familiar call in the forest, the person they were looking for was walking from the shade of the trees, smiling and waving, while taking small steps towards the mountain road.

It's just that for some reason, his steps seemed a little shaky and unsteady.

Atalanta couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw this situation.

“Teacher, today you...”

“Oh, I practiced the power I just mastered last night a bit too hastily, and consumed too much, and my body was a bit overwhelmed.”

Lorne held on to the tree trunk nearby and explained with a smile: "But it's okay. I'll take you through the formalities first, and then go back and rest."

"Is it really okay? In fact, I can accompany Atalanta to report." Medusa on the side was a little worried and took the initiative to suggest.

But Lorne waved his hand and declined the kindness with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this little trouble won't bother me."

The reason for insisting on going together is not because of the so-called face, but because he has a reason to go.

Immediately, after Lorne briefly chatted with the two little ones, he took the initiative to lead the way, leading Atalanta and Medusa straight towards the Academy of Athens.

Soon, after a short distance, the mountains turned round and round, and the eyes suddenly opened up. A majestic college with a very large area and a standard ancient Greek temple-style architecture came into view.

A group of young heroes from surrounding city-states competed in swordsmanship, bow and arrow, fighting and other combat skills in the open training ground, or read manuscripts on poetry, history, philosophy, magic, etc. by the quiet garden, or In the light-transmitting corridor, I walked with the teacher and classmates who had just finished class, and had a heated debate on the knowledge in the class...

Looking around, although the School of Athens is still in its infancy, it already has a strong academic atmosphere.

Lorne nodded secretly, took Medusa and Atalanta, crossed the elegant marble arch, and arrived at a forest-style cabin built on the lakeside.

As the door was knocked, the centaur sage Chiron walked out with four slender legs. He looked at an old friend who had disappeared for a while with a surprised look on his face.

"You're back?"

“Well, things are going pretty well.”

“It'll be nice to come back…”

Chiron nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes of meeting again after a long absence, but then he remembered something, and his expression became inexplicably depressed.

Seeing that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit depressing, Lorne immediately smiled and waved, pushing Atalanta behind him to the front of the stage.

“Oh, by the way, I brought you a student when I came back this time.”

Chiron came back to his senses and looked at Atalanta, his eyes lingering on her arms and behind her for a moment, with a warm smile on his face. “Well, he is a good double archer, and his bow is also good.”

“Not only that, her speed and combat skills are top-notch. In addition, she is also learning to identify herbs.”

Lorne praised his student, and then told the centaur sage his plan.

"Teacher Ma, she has been living in Arcadia before and just came out of the mountains, so I want her to understand the cultural customs of different city-states."

“Etiquette and cultural classes? Well, no problem.”

Chiron nodded, then coughed and corrected himself.

“But my name is Chiron.”

“Okay, you're good at herbal medicine, right? I'll ask you to teach her later, Teacher Ma.”

“That's okay. But can you call me Chiron?”

“She doesn't have enough experience in archery. Teacher Ma, just practice with her if you have nothing to do.”

“Anything is fine, I...”

“That's no problem. Are you free tonight, Teacher Ma?”

Looking at the bad friend in front of him who was obviously not ready to listen, the honest centaur could only give up the naming rights for himself in frustration and asked with a wry smile.

“What? Do you have anything else to do at night?”

"No, Atalanta will be under your care for a period of time. She has no relatives in Athens. As a teacher, I have to show my respect, right?"

Lorne patted the centaur sage affectionately on the shoulder, put on an enthusiastic smile, and announced loudly.

“So, we decided to go to my house for dinner together tonight, I happily decided!”

"your home?"

Chiron was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

Having known him for such a long time, it seemed that he still didn't know this guy's specific home address.

“Oh, this is the residence of Hestia, the goddess of the hearth on the mountain, and I am her subordinate god.”

"Lord Hestia? Isn't it wrong to bother you by coming to your door?"

“Don't worry, Lady Hestia is hospitable and won't mind. Besides, you have helped so much today, we will treat you well no matter what!”

Lorne clapped his chest and made a solemn promise, then reached out and hooked the centaur sage's neck, pulled him aside, and murmured in a low voice.

“Besides, Lady Hestia is going to cook tonight. Don't miss such a good opportunity.”

Hearing the repeated warm invitations from the other side and the name of the chef, Chiron couldn't help but feel a little moved.

It is definitely a rare treat to taste the delicacies cooked by the Stove Goddess.

“Okay, it's settled! You go through the formalities for Atalanta first, and then take her for a home visit after school in the evening, and we'll have a good meal at home!”

Lorn patted Chiron on the shoulder, then left Atalanta and Chiron to go through the formalities without any explanation, and then dragged Medusa all the way out of the gate of the Academy of Athens.

　　After walking a certain distance, someone stopped his enthusiastic smile, stopped and looked back, looking faintly at the dense forest where Chiron lived, quietly crossed himself on his chest, and murmured in a low voice.

Teacher Ma, Jianghu is here to help. You are such a kind person, so you shouldn't blame me, right?

(End of this chapter)

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