Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 301

Chapter 301 Teacher, you actually peeked at a girl taking a shower!

In the evening, the dark curtain fell, and the four fluorite lamps hanging on the left and right sides of the car rafters in the dead wilderness were like floating will-o'-the-wisps, emitting a faint cold light, illuminating the road ahead. The wheels rumbled past, like muffled thunder in the sky, and the birds along the way Birds and beasts suddenly woke up, and there were rustling sounds from the surrounding bushes.

Ouch!

Under the cold moonlight, giant wolves the size of calves smelled the scent of strangers, and followed the carriage, jumping up and down in the dense forests on both sides and behind. The violent magic kicked up pieces of dust along the way, and the trees blocking the road were slapped with a claw. Broken, white wood chips flew everywhere, and there were creaking and breaking sounds everywhere.

Lorne, who was in charge of driving, glanced at the pack of wolves rushing towards him from the hillsides on both sides. He casually pulled out the bronze sword from his waist and poured divine power into it. Several inscriptions were then activated on the sword body, and the scarlet ghost was revealed. The light ignited ten feet of **** flames, sweeping in all directions.

The demon wolves within a hundred meters were instantly turned into charcoal, while the beasts a little further away were torn apart and exploded by the aftermath of the sharp sword attack, turning into broken corpses and flying minced meat.

"Teacher, please restrain yourself next time."

With mutterings of resentment, the disgraced Atalanta jumped off the roof of the car, her face full of depression.

She just found the opportunity to practice her skills, but she didn't even draw the bow, and hundreds of demon wolves were wiped out by her teacher with one sword.

"Sorry, sorry, I just changed my body and I haven't fully mastered my strength yet."

Looking at the dirty little cat in front of him, Lorne smiled dryly and handed over the kettle and towel, and continued to play with the bronze sword in his hand to familiarize himself with the feel.

However, after a few swings, the long sword broke with a "click", and the flying sword tip was thrown back into the carriage, and stuck against Medea's scalp into the wooden board behind her.

Looking at the few lavender hairs falling on the ground, Medea couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and looked at her senior brother with a pale face, looking weak, helpless and pitiful.

Lorne couldn't resist and quickly took the blame.

"Isn't the quality of this sword too bad? Negative review! Negative review is necessary!"

"That's because you put too much divine power into it! What you bought with a few silver Hera is not a magical weapon. No matter how good the quality is, it can't withstand your repeated tossing."

Atalanta sat aside with her arms folded, unceremoniously exposing her teacher's plan to divert trouble, and then asked her doubts.

"Don't you carry a few artifacts with you? Why do you use these ordinary things?"

"Didn't I teach you? When you go out, in addition to being careful about monsters, you also need to be careful about your own kind. If I bring those things with me and show off, you may not be able to live in peace on the way."

Lorne rolled his eyes and patiently taught Atalanta and Medea valuable travel experience.

The so-called common man is guilty of his crime. Each and every one of his artifacts are top-notch good things. If they are shown directly, they will inevitably be noticed and attract waves of coveters.

You know, not to mention rare weapons such as divine weapons, even the regular bronze armor worn by ordinary generals, the Greeks did not miss it when cleaning the battlefield.

Killing your enemies and stripping them of their armor is a way to show off your strength and collect honors.

Of course, they don't let go of their own people either.

In the Battle of Troy, the great hero Achilles died in battle. Odysseus and Ajax, both members of the Greek coalition, argued over Achilles' armor made by the craftsman **** Hephaestus. . Ajax believed that he protected Achilles's body with all his life and carried his body back to the camp, so he was eligible to receive armor; Odysseus believed that he also had merit for intercepting the pursuers from behind. The credit was originally split 50-50. In the end, Odysseus successfully won the debate and got the armor because of his better eloquence and Athena's favor. Ajax, who suffered the loss of being dumb, was very angry and planned to kill Odysseus in the middle of the night. Athena used a blind trick to cause Ajax to kill a group of sheep and eventually committed suicide in shame.

This murder caused by a piece of armor is enough to prove the tough social atmosphere and relatively low moral level of the heroic age.

Although Lorne is not afraid of challenges, he is afraid of trouble.

In order to avoid more troubles on the road, it is better to keep a low profile.

Likewise, he taught Atalanta and Medea the same way.

Although the two little girls lacked social experience, they were more obedient and wise enough to put some eye-catching things about themselves into the magic array.

Lorne nodded happily and asked casually while continuing to drive.

"By the way, where have we been?"

"We have just passed the Arcadia border, and we are still more than thirty kilometers away from the Arcadia Mountains."

Atalanta, who was familiar with this land, answered smoothly.

More than thirty kilometers?

Lorne looked at the corpse of the demon wolf on the hillside behind him and frowned slightly.

Traveling more than 30 kilometers from the habitat to hunt on the main road? There seems to be something wrong with this animal disaster.

"We speed up and wait until we pass the top of this mountain before stopping to rest."

Atalanta and Medea were accustomed to obeying Lorne's suggestions and naturally nodded in agreement.

The carriage galloped all the way until the moon was in the sky, and then it stopped. The three of them chose a nearby **** with higher terrain, set up early warning magic, and set up camp.

After it was generally completed, Atalanta pulled Medea aside and spoke.

"Teacher, I'll leave the rest to you. Let's go take a bath in the nearby river."

It has to be said that cats love to be clean, especially during the day when they are on the road. Atalanta has just been covered in dust by her teacher's map cannon. At this time, she needs to be cleaned and removed. of dirt.

"Go, go, remember to come back early for dinner after washing."

Lorne waved his hand and vaguely turned in the direction of the old woman.

Atalanta, who had already slipped into the dense forest, did not forget to look back to remind her.

"Don't follow me and peek!"

"When have I ever done such an immoral thing?"

"Teacher Circe said that when you were a child, you loved to peek at her bathing, and you always wanted to bathe with her, so we must be careful about you."

"Slander! This is naked slander!"

Lorne complained with a dark face, wishing to catch the stupid teacher who was slandering her behind her back and pluck all her feathers.

Why peek at her taking a shower? It was obvious that the woman saw that he was small, soft and cute, so she insisted on taking him to wash him.

Moreover, the three of you have bean sprouts that are barely worth two ounces of meat in total. What's so interesting about them?

The barren chests of Circe, Little Medea, and Atalanta flashed through Lorne's mind, and while he cursed viciously, he yelled even more vicious punishments at the two figures disappearing into the dense forest.

"You two are out of dinner!"

Immediately, he returned to the camp, skillfully lit a fire and set up a pot, preparing to cook a sumptuous dinner for himself, so that he could wait for the two girls to come back and devour them to death. However, just after finishing two dishes, an off-key female scream came from the distant dense forest.

not good!

Lorne's expression changed, and he immediately activated the divine speed of [Goat], turning into an afterimage and galloping through the forest.

"Lower your head!"

Soon, Lorne followed the sound and came to the river. He shouted loudly, pulled out the half-cut sword, wiped the sword's spine with his right hand, carved a few Hermes words into it, and then threw it forward violently.

The broken sword passed over the girl who was crouching down with her head in the middle of the river, flew to the other side, and disintegrated in mid-air, forming pieces of metal fragments wrapped in blood-colored flames, and fired towards several ferocious beast shadows in the bushes ahead.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

For a moment, the dull sound of sharp blades piercing flesh was heard endlessly, and several monsters that popped up on the other side were splashed with blood and fell to the ground.

As the threat was lifted, the frightened girl threw herself into Lorne's arms, trembling and murmuring in a low voice.

"elder brother…"

Luo En was stunned when he heard this, and his expression froze slightly.

The name is wrong and the size seems wrong too?

Immediately, he subconsciously pulled out the head from his arms and looked down.

Under the moonlight, there is a pitiful and pretty face. The long golden hair is like the fragrance of wheat ears. The fair skin can be broken by blows. The body that is perfectly in line with the golden ratio has a kind of innate charm and beauty. Her appearance makes people feel an urge to protect her.

Finally, seeing the two big thunders dangling on the girl's chest, Lorne's heart completely died.

At the same time, after a slow beat, the blond girl's expression turned from confusion to shock, and finally she opened her mouth and let out a high-pitched scream.

"ah!"

The sudden soprano sound poured into the ear canal, causing pain in the eardrums. Lorne numbly raised his hands to block his ears.

When the high-pitched voice turned low, he was about to explain, but unexpectedly there were two angry roars behind him.

"asshole!"

"Let my sister go!"

Immediately afterwards, two sharp sword lights pierced from behind, arriving in an instant, directly hitting Lorne's head and heart.

Sensing the approaching threat, Lorne immediately stepped **** the ground with his right foot, and using the force of the counter-shock, he jumped up and reached the other side.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

"Let her go!"

Seeing their sister being kidnapped, the two men behind immediately raised their swords and chased after her.

After successfully closing the distance, Lorne immediately shouted.

"Stop! Look around first!"

The two chasing men subconsciously looked down, and were shocked to find several corpses of demon wolves lying in the bushes at their feet.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two people on the other side were distracted, Lorne quickly opened his mouth to clarify.

"This is a misunderstanding. I'm here to save people."

"Yes, that's right, brother, he just saved me."

At this time, the girl who finally stabilized her mind in Lorne's arms couldn't help but raise her head and stammered an explanation.

Realizing that it was a misunderstanding, the two people opposite couldn't help but put away their swords in embarrassment and took the initiative to introduce themselves.

"Castor..."

"Polux..."

"Sorry, I misunderstood you. Thank you for saving my sister's life."

Listening to the self-introductions of the brothers in front of him, the expression on Lorne's face couldn't help but froze.

Gemini?

Damn it, come and kill me before I even join the job. You Geminis are worthy of being the legendary second and fifth sons of the zodiac.

Wait, if these two are the Geminis in his memory, then the one in his arms is...

Thinking of this, Lorne turned his stiff neck and looked down at the blond girl in his arms.

"Hai, Helen..."

The girl answered timidly and couldn't help but shrink into Lorne's arms again.

At the same time, there was the sound of rustling rapidly passing through the forest, and two figures ran down the river from the upper reaches of the river, all the way to the crime scene, and looked at the man and woman hugging each other tightly on the other side in shock.

The atmosphere instantly became weird.

Atalanta, who was covered in moisture, pulled the thinly-clad Medea behind her and spoke quietly.

"Teacher, I never thought you were this kind of person."

The accused criminal looked at the conclusive evidence in his arms with a look of despair.

(End of chapter)

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