Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 318

 Chapter 318 Jockey Mianzu (5.7k)

The early morning sunlight shines through the cracks in the window into a quiet bedroom.

With a vague murmur, Lorne woke up leisurely on the bed, opened his eyes and looked above his head.

Hmm, strange ceiling.

Looking around, Lorne found that the color of the room he was in was warmer and the style was obviously feminine.

The landscape paintings of swans playing in the water on the wall and the cute little sculptures on the windowsill reveal the owner's childishness. Several illuminated fluorites were deliberately arranged into star-like geometric shapes. The thickened mattress under the body and a set of soft and silky velvet quilt make this an ideal place to rest.

As if sensing the movement on the bed, a little head that was sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed suddenly pulled out from the soft quilt and looked at Lorne in surprise.

"You finally woke up!"

Seeing Helen who was so excited that she couldn't help herself, Lorne felt warm in his heart, nodded, and asked with a smile.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"It's been three months."

Helen spoke in a deep voice, her eyes full of fear.

"After the abnormality in the Royal City was eliminated that day, Sister Atalanta brought you back from the palace, but you have been unconscious and your whole body seems to be about to burst. You look so scary..."

Lorne listened quietly and roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

In the battle with Typhon's incarnation at the astrologer's platform, he used too much super-limited power, causing his body to be overwhelmed by the load and on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, Atalanta, who had dealt with the King of Arcadia, arrived in time and took him back to this courtyard and handed him over to Helen's care. She herself rushed non-stop to the Arcadia Mountains to support her teammates who were resisting the beast disaster, and finally succeeded in bringing most of the conquerors back to the city.

After three months of training, the cracks in Lorne's body have been basically healed, and his consciousness has regained consciousness.

Everything came to a happy ending.

"Bang!"

Just as Lorne nodded secretly, there was a dull roar outside the window, and the entire window shook slightly.

He couldn't help but feel tense, and raised his eyebrows in question.

"What sound?"

"Oh, it seems to be a weapon for city defense made by the alchemists of the Hermes sect."

Helen answered casually and added with a accustomed look.

"Although the temple was destroyed and the main force of the beast disaster was eliminated, the influence of Typhon's divinity is still there. Those monsters that have become violent in the mountains will always come out from time to time and harass nearby towns, so Arcadia and The battle of Warcraft is not completely over yet.”

As he spoke, several more dull roars and vague beastly roars came.

Lorne was a little worried, so he got up and got out of bed and said, "Take me to see!"

Helen nodded obediently and led Lorne to the scene.

At the same time, the Royal City of Arcadia, north wall.

Hundreds of monsters passed through the wilderness, picking up smoke and dust along the way, and rushed towards the Royal City of Arcadia where humans gathered.

Looking around, in addition to old faces such as demon wolves, wyverns, and demon pigs, there are also a few two-headed dogs, chimeras, and other mid-to-high-level demon beasts that have the characteristics of Typhon's descendants.

"Echhocannon, all gun doors, open!"

"Adjust the elevation angle! Shoot and capture! Release!"

The green-haired cat-eared female hunter standing at the top of the city saw the right moment, immediately raised her arms and issued an order.

Pieces of precious materials such as lapis lazuli, obsidian, and magic crystals were filled into the energy supply grooves on the upper part of the bronze cannon by the alchemists and magicians with pained faces.

Immediately, the muscular warriors on both sides turned the roulette wheel, raising the shooting range, and filled the muzzle engraved with Hermes text with huge bronze arrows as thick as a baby's arm.

Under the chorus of the priests and priests, the magic spell on the cannon was activated, and the blessed and enchanted weapon shot out of the city like free rags.

Halfway through, driven by the runes of disintegration and fission, these carefully crafted things instantly disintegrated, erupting into a powerful ether tide.

The dense beams of light shot out in all directions, like sharp swords piercing the sky, tearing the two-legged flying dragons into pieces.

Amid the muffled sounds of flesh being penetrated and the shrill wails of the beasts, dragon scales, bat wings, pieces of meat and other parts of the monsters were bloodyly sprinkled onto the ground.

In just a few moments, dozens of bipedal flying dragons were slaughtered.

Lorne, who was watching the battle in the shadows, looked at Atalanta who was calmly responding and nodded with satisfaction. Then he glanced at the so-called city defense weapon and the young faces of the defenders wearing owl badges on their chests, and suddenly understood Where do these things come from.

The Ichor Cannon is a magical weapon technology that the Minoan civilization learned from the bronze giant Talos and installed it in the Minoan fleet.

After the sinking of Crete, these techniques reached Athens and can be found in the Academy of Athens.

Obviously, the students of the Academy of Athens and the Hermetic alchemists in the crowd all contributed greatly to the ability to imitate these finished products.

Humans are such a tenacious species.

While Lorne was sighing, the monsters had already rushed to the city.

However, due to the loss of air combat units, these beasts with no brute strength can only rely on physical strength to climb high walls that have been reinforced by magic and divine words.

Acadian soldiers standing at various passes and divine-blood heroes from different city-states formed a tight Spartan phalanx, calmly holding up their shields and firing their guns. Unmoved.

The twin brothers responsible for close combat estimated the distance, a sneer gradually appeared on the raised corners of their mouths, and they suddenly waved their right hands down.

In an instant, nets woven from the sinews of monsters, spears engraved with Hermes text, and grappling hooks coated with poisonous potions were fired one after another, binding and killing the monsters that wanted to climb the high wall and jump into the city.

Immediately afterwards, Atalanta raised her head to the sky and fired a thunderbolt. The sound of bowstrings trembled from the arrow towers distributed on the city wall, and several waves of arrows rained down on the monsters gathered outside the city wall.

Not only did the arrows include exploding arrows, but even more deadly were the poisonous arrows hanging from bottles of secret poisons from various sects.

Whenever the monsters outside are splashed with these poisons, the affected area will immediately turn into pus, blood and bones.

In fact, even the stone bricks of the city wall that had been protected by various spells made a sizzling sound when they were struck thickly, and bursts of white smoke rose.

As the breeze blew, the white smoke spread to all directions, and the monsters began to feel dizzy. The purple-red lines representing toxins spread to their hearts through the blood flow, causing purple-black blood to continuously flow out of their seven orifices.

"Open the city gate! Raise your shield!"

"Magic, apply a protective spell!"

"Priests and priests, prepare to dispel the mystery!"

The twin brothers took the opportunity to give orders, and led the trained Spartan phalanx to attack the monsters that collapsed on the ground outside the city, one by one, and then pulled these dead monsters into the city, and carried out Split processing.

For humans, the corpses of Warcraft are quite precious resources.

If utilized properly, not only would humanity not suffer any loss from this small-scale confrontation with Warcraft, but it would actually make a huge profit.

As the situation settled, Atalanta and Medea, who were among the group of magicians, saw Lorne smiling at them in the corner.

The two immediately rushed over excitedly and gave each other a big hug.

"teacher!"

"Brother!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wait..." The two priestesses of the Temple of the Moon hurriedly followed Atalanta and shouted, looking helpless but unable to speak.

"Queen?" Lorne looked at the student in his arms with curiosity.

Atalanta blushed and felt helpless.

"They insisted on me."

"This is Lady Artemis' oracle." The older priestess corrected her seriously and reiterated, "Furthermore, your bloodline and identity have been certified by the queen, and everyone in Arcadia is also willing to support you in becoming a The new king of this country…”

Lorne listened to the discussion between the two parties and roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Although the King of Arcadia died, he left behind a huge mess.

In order to solve the subsequent troubles and prevent her holy land from falling into the hands of others, Artemis, after learning about Atalanta's royal bloodline identity, simply pushed Atalanta, her good apprentice who she had raised by herself, to the throne. She came to the front desk and allowed her to succeed to the throne and become the queen of Arcadia.

Although it is rare for a female king to be king among Greek states, Artemis is currently competing with Ares on the island of Paradise for the faith of the Amazons.

The Amazon tribe is exactly a group led by a queen, so Atalanta's succession to the throne as queen is not a special case in Artemis' view.

At the same time, Atalanta came along the way, quelling the beast disaster in Arcadia, interrupting the sacrificial ceremony in the royal city, and rescuing allies as promised... These achievements have already attracted the attention of Acadians and outsiders who worked together to fight against the beast disaster. Sincerely convinced.

When one's own strength and great achievements reach a certain height, gender discrimination naturally becomes out of the question.

Therefore, with the support of the Temple of the Moon, the strong support of the crusaders and the two Spartan princes, and the personal certification of the Queen of Arcadia, Atalanta naturally became the Queen of Arcadia. .

At first, Atalanta, who did not like to be restrained, did not want to take over the title. However, the consequences of the beast disaster had not been completely eliminated at that time. In order to give birth to and raise the land where she was born, Atalanta had to take charge of Acre. Dia's defense and focus on restoring order.

But with the aftermath of several consecutive defeats of beast disasters, Atalanta's reputation increased day by day. After more than three months of running-in, Atalanta has been recognized by all parties as the new Queen of Arcadia.

However, since Atalanta is the spokesperson of the virgin goddess Artemis, the priestesses of the Temple of the Moon do not want their queen to have an excessively intimate relationship with the opposite sex, lest she violate her oath of chastity to the goddess.

Atalanta was very annoyed by this, and naturally she had no good feelings toward the priestesses who surrounded her all day long and emphasized the rules.

"Okay, okay, you go back first. If you have any opinions, you can mention them to Lady Artemis when I preside over the sacrifice. If you are still here, I will be the queen of whoever you like!"

When the priestesses heard this, they could only resign in anger.

Seeing the group of old nuns leaving her sight, Atalanta suddenly became visibly happy. She hugged her teacher's arm and snorted.

"Teacher, when did you wake up? You didn't even tell us."

"That's right!" Medea, holding her other arm, cheered.

"No, I just woke up and came to see you." Lorne explained, and then pulled out the witness, "If you don't believe me, ask Helen."

"Ah?" Helen in the corner came to her senses after hearing this, and quickly nodded and replied, "Oh, that's right."

After hearing this, the two of them felt very good, and they hugged their arms a little tighter.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, Arcadia has really changed a lot in the three months since you were in coma."

"The Royal Palace and the Temple of the Moon have also been renovated inside and out. They can become fortresses of refuge when necessary."

When Lorne heard this, he urged with interest: "It seems that you have put a lot of thought into it. Then I want to take a closer look."

Seeing the three people talking and laughing together, Helen, who was left alone, felt deeply hurt. Seeing that there was no place left, the little princess was so depressed that she said she was not feeling well and left the venue.

Lorne thought that the other party was caused by being tired from taking care of her. After thanking him, he called the twin brothers to send their sister back to rest.

However, someone who turned around and was chatting and laughing with Atalanta and Medea did not notice that Helen's eyes seemed to be even more resentful when she left.

"Bang!"

After watching her two brothers leave, Helen could no longer hold back her resentment and closed the door heavily.

Why? It was obviously me who had been guarding for three months, and I should have been the first!

The little princess complained angrily while ravaging the pillow in her arms.

But the more this happened, the images of the three people on the city wall living together in close proximity kept popping up in her mind.

Finally, Helen, who was tossing and turning on the bed, stood up angrily and clenched her pink fists tightly.

no! I don't want to lose to them!

Immediately, the girl jumped out of bed with bare feet, took a deep breath, opened the magic array, and three golden apples with a pleasant aroma fell into the plate.

Looking at the coveted golden **** in front of her, Helen swallowed her saliva and looked proud.

Hum, I'll give you my time during the day.

When night comes, with the treasure given to me by Lady Aphrodite, I will definitely be able to win back the person I like!

Helen thought so, glanced at the sun that had just risen outside the window, and suddenly became uninterested.

It's still early before nightfall, how should I survive most of the day?

The depressed little princess looked around and immediately landed on the bed where someone had been lying, her eyes gradually shining brightly.

A moment later, Helen jumped onto the bed, hugged the velvet quilt tightly into her arms, lowered her head and took a deep breath of the scent remaining in the quilt, her face was full of comfort, as if her soul had been purified.

"Smell, hee hee, his smell..."

The girl rubbed her flushed face against the quilt, and the words in her mouth gradually became indistinct.

At night, the three people who wandered around the city for a day finally returned to the courtyard.

Lorne took out the home-brewed mead and gave it to the two of them to quench their fatigue and thirst. He sat aside and thought about the news he heard from the two of them during the day.

Strictly speaking, the ending of this beast disaster mission was not perfect because there were too many variables.

Although the temple of Typhon was destroyed and his will was expelled, the second generation of Typhon's descendants he created spread throughout Greece as the beasts invaded.

Nowadays, some surrounding city-states have begun to spread news about monsters blocking roads and hurting people for evil purposes.

This was an unthinkable disaster for the first generation of Typhon's descendants who were forced to take the blame on Ares Mountain.

But that's okay, let's just let the evil-doing second-generation people outside protect the little guys from the Ares Mountain from disaster, and they hide behind the scenes.

Even if you secretly use Typhon's name to do bad things, you can also throw the blame on those second generation heads.

After calculating the gains and losses, Lorne felt a little more happy.

At this time, Atalanta and Medea drank several glasses of wine, and their stomachs growled uncontrollably.

Lorne came back to his senses and smiled.

"Are you hungry? Well, I'll cook tonight to reward you for your excellent performance over the past three months!"

Upon hearing this, Atalanta and Medea nodded happily, looking forward to it.

As frequent visitors to Ares Mountain, they knew that their teachers and senior brothers were deeply inherited from Hestia, the Kitchen God, and had extremely superb cooking skills.

But since he became the main god, the wine **** in front of him has been busy with government affairs and rarely cooks.

Now that they were lucky enough to taste his craftsmanship, Atalanta and Medea felt excited just thinking about it.

"Okay, I'm going out to buy some groceries. You go next door to play with Helen first, and then call her up together when it's dinner time. It's hard work for her to stay with me for so long."

Lorne waved his hand and left a few instructions before starting the preparations for dinner.

Originally, the twin brothers should have invited them, but unfortunately they had just received news from the hunter. They were leading a team of people out of the city to the Arcadia Mountains to deal with a completed beast's nest. They probably wanted to entertain these two. Can wait until later.

After watching Lorne go out and have nothing to do, Medea and Atalanta came to Helen's door and knocked gently on the door, ready to exchange feelings with the little princess of Sparta.

However, after waiting for a moment, there was no response from the door.

Not here?

The two of them couldn't help but be stunned. In their drunken state, they raised their hands to push open the ajar door, walked into the room, and activated the illuminated fluorite.

Unexpectedly, Helen was in the house, but she fell into a deep sleep holding the quilt.

At this time, the **** the bed had a pretty face flushed, her cheek was rubbing against the velvet quilt, her legs were sometimes clamped, sometimes stretched, and she was mumbling vague words, as if she was having a wonderful dream.

Seeing this, Medea poked Atalanta's arm and asked in a low voice.

"Should I wake her up?"

"Shh!"

Atalanta made a silencing gesture and shook her head slightly.

"She has been watching the teacher's bedside for three months. She must be exhausted. Let her have a good rest. Besides, it's still early for dinner, so there's no rush."

Medea nodded knowingly, and just as she was about to leave quietly with Atalanta, their eyes were attracted by the three golden apples on the table.

They smell so good...

"Creak~Creak~~"

A sound like a rodent grinding its teeth reached her ears, and Helen, who was sleeping with her head covered on the bed, was woken up and opened her eyes depressedly.

Almost, almost she could complete her coming-of-age ceremony.

Moreover, the protagonist is still the person she longs for.

"Creak~Creak~~"

The familiar gnawing sound came again, and Helen was angry. She immediately lifted the quilt and looked angrily at the two people at the source of the sound.

"What are you doing at this late hour?"

Atalanta and Medea at the table stopped chewing and looked apologetic.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry..."

"This apple is so delicious, we couldn't help it..."

apple?

Helen was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the golden-skinned fruit core in their hands. Suddenly her vision went black and she suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest.

"You, you guys..."

After a pause for several seconds, the girl let out a trembling cry.

"My golden apple!"

Seeing Helen's heartbroken look, the two looked at each other.

"Isn't it just two apples? Although it tastes good, there is no need to be so stingy, right?"

"Okay, where did you buy it? We'll buy it for you later!"

When Helen heard this, she couldn't help but feel sad.

"Buy it? Can you afford it?! That's..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Helen realized that these things given to her by the God of Love seemed a bit shameful, so she could only press her lips tightly and shed tears of grief and anger.

"You guys are going too far!"

"No, no, don't cry! It's all because these apples are so fragrant, we couldn't hold it back!"

"Besides, we haven't finished eating yet, so we left one for you."

As Atalanta and Medea spoke, they quickly handed the remaining golden apple to Helen.

Seeing the only remaining seedling being taken out of their arms, Helen became even more angry.

"go out!"

"Well, we..."

"go out!!"

The girl immediately jumped out of bed with a dark face, dragged Atalanta and Medea out of the house, then slammed the door, holding the only golden apple in her arms, she couldn't help but A burst of sadness and tears.

Looking at the closed door, Atalanta and Medea couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"What should I do? Helen seems really angry?"

"How about you find your senior brother? Let him coax you."

As soon as the two of them worked together, they had no choice but to turn around and rush to the kitchen, ready to ask Lorne for help.

But for some reason, as they walked forward, they felt that their bodies seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and their eyes became a little blurry. Especially when they saw the busy figure in the kitchen, a certain switch in their bodies seemed to be suddenly turned on.

Indescribable urges and hunger surged into my heart, overwhelming everything.

"What's wrong with you two? Are your faces so red?"

"What are you doing here? The rice is not yet cooked..."

"Wait, don't touch!"

"Help, help!"

A wail was drowned out by waves of rough tearing sounds in the night.

(End of chapter)

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