Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 263

Chapter 263 A few things about the stepmother and the illegitimate child

 The next day, night.

 “Where's the wine?”

"Gone."

"Don't try to lie to me. You still have two pots of fairy food and honey in your arms."

 “The injury is not healed, so it's better not to drink.”

 “I want to drink…”

The lady spoke quietly and stared at Lorne in front of her seriously.

 In the end, Lorne was defeated and had no choice but to hand over his private treasure.

Watching the noble lady deftly remove the cork and take a deep drink with a frown on her face, Lorne sighed helplessly.

 It was not that he felt sorry for the fine wines, he just felt that as a friend of women, he seemed to have encountered a disease that was difficult to deal with.

 Obviously, this lady didn't really like the taste of wine. She just wore her mask for too long and it was difficult to take it off.

 So, she needs to use wine to numb herself, break through the reserved and dignified side when she is sober, and show her long-suppressed negative emotions.

It can turn a noble lady into a shrew in an instant. One can imagine how deep her resentment towards her late husband is.

 Watching the other person stand up unsteadily after drinking two bottles of wine, Lorne stroked his forehead depressedly.

　　　Sorry, I won't be able to sleep well tonight again.

However, the expected violent storm did not arrive, and a beautiful head crashed into his arms.

Lorne wanted to push her away, but as a feeling of moisture appeared in his chest, he finally put his hand on the lady's back and patted her silently.

 The more powerful a person or thing appears, the more complete their weakness will be exposed once collapse occurs.

 Considering the arrogant self-esteem of these people, pity is full of insult to them.

 So, there is no need for too much comfort or expression, just give them a small fulcrum, stand quietly, and let them adjust on their own.

I don't know how long it took, but the lady's shoulders stopped shaking, and she fell asleep relying on her warm bosom.

In the early morning, the clear chirping of birds woke Lorne from his sleep. He opened his eyes and glanced at the familiar blanket on his body, then moved his eyes towards the graceful figure standing by the river.

"doing what?"

 The lady turned back and answered calmly.

“As you say, see how the sun rises and how the waters flow.”

Lorne smiled slightly, stretched, stood up and walked forward to ask.

 “How does that feel?”

"not so good."

The lady shook her head and looked faintly at Lorne beside her.

“Is this method really useful? Why do I feel like you are lying to me?”

“I let you see the scenery, I hope you can calm down and discover more fun in life, not to complete the task.”

Lorne explained dumbfounded, then picked up a stone from the ground, threw it towards the lake with a swing of his arm.

 Suddenly, the rapidly rotating stones stirred up clusters of water splashes on the lake surface, rushing all the way to the other side.

 “Oh yeah, 137, a new record!”

 Lorne clenched his hands with excitement and cheered happily.

 The lady next to her glanced at Lorne next to her and snorted disdainfully.

"childish!"

She couldn't understand that a dignified **** would go so far as to play such a child's game.

Lorne didn't care about the noble lady's disdainful gaze, and handed over a stone with a smile.

“Not convinced? You want to try it too? This is a skill I have worked hard to practice. It's not that easy to beat me in this aspect.”

"boring…"

"You do not dare?"

"snort!"

The arrogant lady was naturally unable to be agitated, so she snatched the stone from Lorne's hand, raised her hand and threw it into the lake.

As a result, the stones made dozens of splashes diagonally on the water, and then flew into the woods on the other side.

 “Haha, look, I won.”

 Such a simple game, but she was completely defeated. The lady's face suddenly became a little confused, and she immediately turned around with a cold snort.

“Have you had enough fun? I'm about to go.”

 “Don't move yet!”

With a low whisper, a figure approached her, placing two hands on her waist and behind her right arm respectively.

"I'll teach you how to play. Come on, place your feet shoulder-width apart, lean your body slightly forward, and hold the edge of the stone tightly with your thumb and index finger. This will allow you to better control the flight path and strength of the stone... "

Under Lorne's careful teaching and step-by-step demonstration, the lady's stiff body gradually softened, her waist twisted with the instructor's pulling, and then her two right arms, which were linked together, were suddenly thrown forward.

 Suddenly, a series of splashes appeared on the lake.

 “108, not bad.”

　　The man behind him smiled and praised, and the lady raised her lips simultaneously, admiring the masterpiece she had left behind.

“Look, are you laughing? It's not as difficult as you think to make yourself happy.”

When the lady heard this, her cheeks tightened, her smile stopped, and she regained her former cold and arrogant look.

 “Is a little trick worthy of your complacency?”

Lorne didn't argue or refute, he just let go of the lady's waist and arms and spoke with a smile.

“Practice more in the future, and maybe you'll have a chance to beat me.”

Watching the man leave behind her, walk towards the camp, and pack his luggage, the lady who was left alone by the lake felt inexplicably lost. By some strange coincidence, she actually leaned down and picked up a stone.

But immediately, the lady shook her head.

 How could I suddenly care about such a trivial and boring thing? Really.

 Throwing it away casually, the pebbles stirred up nearly a hundred splashes on the lake and successfully reached the other shore.

 Unknowingly, she actually used the technique taught by someone just now.

The noble lady, who didn't notice this at all, turned around and came to the clean camp. She looked at Lorne who was stopping under a tree, with a surprised look on her face. “Why aren't you leaving yet?”

 “Wait a minute while I cure the little thing.”

Lorne turned around and picked up a shivering bird from under the tree, and explained softly.

"It seems that the wind was too strong last night and blew it out of the nest. It seems that only the left wing is broken. It's not a big problem. It will be fine soon."

As he spoke, dots of light green light appeared in Lorne's palm, and then merged into the bird's body, causing its bones to automatically reset.

As the injury healed, the very humane little guy chirped excitedly, then stared at the man and woman in front of him with eyes the size of mung beans.

Upon seeing this, Lorne let go of his hands with a smile.

 “It seems to like you quite a bit?”

 The bird immediately fluttered its wings and took off, crashing into the lady's arms, as if it wanted to express intimacy.

 However, after seeing that it was a cuckoo, the lady's expression suddenly changed and she waved her hand fiercely.

 “Get out of here!”

 “Poof!”

With the spurt of golden divine power, the cuckoo flying in the sky burst into a cloud of blood mist, turning into minced meat and miserably sprinkled to the ground.

The originally warm scene suddenly turned into a **** scene, and the noble lady who was the instigator had a gloomy face.

 Finally, she bit her lip and spoke in a deep voice.

 “Argos is almost here, let's go.”

Lorne nodded, without asking or saying anything more. He just led his employer, who suddenly changed his temperament, into the chariot, drove two magical horses, and headed towards Argos.

 Stressed? Because of a tiny cuckoo bird? How is this going?

Lorne's twinkling eyes were full of doubts, and he was even more confused about what the employer in the car had experienced and who she really was.

However, his confusion did not last long.

Of course, it was not because they had the answer, but because after several days of galloping, they had arrived at the mainland of Argos.

 “Ahead, enter the mountain!”

“Isn't this the road to the royal city of Argos? People on the road said that the city-state here seems to be called Nafplion?”

“Well, there is a spring pool in the mountains nearby, and the destination I am looking for is there.”

The lady spoke calmly while giving directions to the chariot.

 A moment later, the chariot passed through a dense fog and successfully reached the destination.

 Clear spring water flows gurglingly and merges into an emerald spring pool in a low-lying area, in which a certain sacred and clean atmosphere brews and condenses.

 “Here we are, you stay outside and watch while I go and come back.”

The noble lady jumped out of the chariot, gave a few simple instructions, and headed straight to the spring pool ahead.

 Looking at the scene in front of him, a strong sense of déjà vu lingered in Lorne's heart.

 Similar scenes, he seemed to have seen them somewhere.

In a daze, he lowered his eyes and looked at a stone tablet standing outside the spring pool. There was a line of Hermes written on it as a geographical indication.

　　—Carnassus?

Lorne subconsciously read the characters above, and then a thunderbolt flashed in his head, and his face changed drastically.

 Sacred Fountain of Carnarsos?

No way…

Lorne looked at the spring pool shrouded in mist in front of him, as well as the graceful figure bathing in the water, rising in momentum, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

The Holy Spring of Carnathos in the city of Nafplion can completely wash away and purify the bather's previous anxiety, fatigue and aging, so that he can return to the pure image of youth and beauty when he was a virgin, and his function is similar to that of Aphrodite, the goddess of love. The Sacred Pool of Paphos on the island of Cyprus is similar to…

It's just that this place belongs to another beauty from the divine world—Hera!

 …Cerra, the Argives would be nervous when they saw the cuckoo bird…

　　…My late husband loved cheating, and he had many illegitimate children, and he even hooked up with his great-granddaughter…

 Lorne couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he recalled the noble lady's self-introduction and confession on the road.

 He ​​remembered that the mainstream belief in Hera, the Queen of Heaven, was distributed in the Argos area, so she was also called the "Goddess of Argos".

Once upon a time, she lived in Cuckoo Mountain. Zeus turned into a trembling cuckoo bird, took advantage of her mercy, flew into her arms, and combined with her.

 Having just finished the first half of the family match, it is normal for the cuckoo to have a stress reaction.

 So, the late husband who likes to flirt with women is obviously Zeus himself.

 Otherwise, who could seriously injure Hera?

　　However, the arrogant diva was obviously unwilling to admit her painful experience of being tortured instead of being caught, so in her mouth, it was she who killed her philandering husband and achieved the final victory.

As a result, one lie among these ten truths, coupled with Hera being in a weak stage, made Lorn mistakenly believe that he just met the so-called Argos royal family and a family ethics drama.

Unexpectedly, he actually bumped into Hera herself.

 In the end, as the clues were outlined and connected, the vague and fragmented memories were awakened, and Lorne gradually solved the mystery of "Kera".

 In some areas of Greece, Hera was worshiped as a maiden, a mother, and a widow, and three temples were dedicated to each of these three forms. As an unmarried girl, Hera was called Pais; as a mother and wife, Hera was called Telea; as a widow who left Zeus, Hera was called - Kera...

 So, when she introduced herself with this name, she regarded herself as a widow, indicating that her cheating husband was dead in her heart?

Well, this lie seems to be half the truth.

 I used to use this trick to trick others, but I didn't expect that one day I would fall over because of it.

Lorne muttered depressedly, glanced at the mist-shrouded holy pool guiltily, and quietly moved back.

 He did not forget that he did many transgressive things in the process of escorting Hera to the Holy Land.

 Who knows if the Queen of Heaven will come to him to settle the accounts after she regains her powers?

 Otherwise, let's run away?

But by running away like this, wouldn't it mean that there is no more than three hundred taels of silver in this place?

 “Wow~~”

Just as Lorne was getting entangled, the mist surged, and a woman with arms as white as lilies, beautiful curly hair flowing out from one side of the crown, bright eyes like stars, graceful temperament, and beauty that was not inferior to Aphrodite's elegance. The goddess, walking barefoot on the stone steps, looked down at the young man stationed below, and proudly pondered.

"My name is Hera, and I am the Queen of Olympus. You are very good. You escorted me to the Holy Land to complete my baptism. I will naturally keep this credit in mind. According to the agreement, I will fulfill one of your requests. Tell me, What do you want? Foreigner?"

 Hearing that the queen didn't seem to have any intention of burning bridges, Lorne couldn't help but feel relieved but was faced with a difficult choice.

 Yeah, what should I want?

 (End of this chapter)

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