Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 335

Chapter 335 The development of a world-class bad dog (4k)

The royal city of Thessaly.

The crisis caused by the giant spirits was temporarily lifted, the collapsed city wall was rebuilt using secret methods, and the defensive spells that were repaired and completed were activated one by one.

Seeing with their own eyes the thunderous light that symbolized the favor of Zeus enveloped the whole city as the priests chanted. The heroes and soldiers responsible for patrolling and guarding couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed a little.

The city that had withstood the baptism of war restored its former peace, and the streets and alleys were immersed in joyful celebrations.

Hercules, Hippolyta, Lorne, the Spartan Twins and other heroes were invited by King Admetus to participate in the grand banquet in the palace.

At the lively banquet, in addition to the necessary food and wine, many beautiful aristocratic ladies also made secret glances at the leaders.

A few days later, the gods-blooded heroes who had unloaded their burdens all yawned and returned to their respective residences, ready to take a good rest.

Lorne was no exception. After buying some snacks and snacks on the street, he went back to the courtyard where he stayed, took out a large golden wide-mouth cup filled with scarlet wine, and sat in front of the stone table to drink.

As the scarlet wine poured into the body, the light-like cracks on the skin slowly closed, as if the dry and cracked land had been watered by rain.

Looking at the light-like cracks gradually fading on his body, Lorne shook his head dissatisfied.

Just using three incarnations is a bit overloaded. It needs the divine wine brewed in the Holy Grail for regular maintenance and repair. This body is indeed too fragile.

Fortunately, the giant spirits and monsters did not dare to show up after suffering a wave of serious damage.

Otherwise, his glass cannon would have to be towed back to Ares Mountain for repair sooner or later.

Lorne picked up the Holy Grail and drank the divine wine that automatically overflowed in the cup, muttering to himself.

He couldn't just rely on himself to get blood C all by himself. If he wanted to use good steel on the blade, it seemed that he had to strengthen the strength of the children around him so that they could stand alone.

"Hey~~"

Just as Lorne was thinking, a burly figure pushed open the ajar door and walked in.

"Hercules? Why are you here?"

Seeing the strong man entering the door, Lorne couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Hercules put down the drinks and snacks he had brought with him and smiled heartily: "I came to visit you and formally thank you."

Lorne took back the Holy Grail, opened the wine jar and took a sniff, with a teasing look on his face: "Hey, this year's fairy mead in Thessaly is still the most expensive new model? It cost a lot of money."

"As long as you like it." Hercules smiled, his rough face full of sincerity, "Compared with your kindness in rescuing me from the underground temple, this is nothing."

With that said, he stood up on his own initiative, holding the wine jar and pouring wine for Lorne.

Seeing that the strong man who looked like a lion was as respectful as a kitten hiding its claws in front of him, Lorne drank all the wine in the glass with a playful smile on his face.

"Even if I don't take action, you should be able to escape with your own abilities. Besides, why you come to me after so many days, it must be more than just about what happened in the underground temple, right?"

"And this..."

Hercules smiled as his thoughts were read, and the big hand on the stone table spread out, revealing a Gorgon emblem engraved with his name.

Lorne raised his eyebrows, understanding in his heart.

It seems that this great hero, who is thick on the outside and thin on the inside, has probably discovered something.

"Thank you for reminding me, and thank you for giving me such a precious treasure."

Hercules pushed the Gorgon emblem on the table forward and spoke slowly.

"But I'm sorry, I can't have that thing..."

Lorne's hand shaking the wine glass paused slightly, and he looked playfully at the serious-looking Hercules in front of him.

Of course he understood what "that thing" the other party was talking about.

—The Cloth of Leo from Athens, and the solicitation of Ares Mountain.

Due to the intervention and agreement of the three goddesses of destiny, there was almost no secret in the battle of the gods that took place on Mount Olympus.

As the most respected demigod son of God King Zeus, and with his teacher Perseus's guidance from childhood, he has already regarded himself as the sharpest spear and sword of his father God Zeus.

In a sense, the gods who participated in that rebellion were all enemies of the father **** Zeus.

Although a new divine war has not yet broken out, there is no need for the factions of the gods to fight to the death for this.

But the upright Heracles still refused to cross that line easily and betray his father.

"You misunderstood." Lorne shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "I give you this holy garment just in the hope that you can save more lives and eliminate more disasters. There is no other meaning."

"But…"

"For the sake of your so-called position, you abandoned a divine tool that could have helped you save more lives. Don't you think you are too selfish and superficial?"

Hercules was speechless and could only explain with a wry smile.

"But I am the son of Zeus..."

"But you are Hercules! The hero that the world looks forward to, the warrior who speaks out for the weak! There are countless disasters waiting for you to eliminate, and countless inequalities waiting for you to solve!"

Lorne snorted coldly and spoke slowly to this brother who planned to be a dutiful son.

"It shouldn't be your parents who determine your identity, but your behavior! Think clearly about what you should and shouldn't do."

Under this deafening rebuke, Hercules was speechless. After a long period of silence, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the Gorgon emblem on the table, and spoke seriously to Lorne.

"Okay, I will accept this thing and will make good use of it. But if you are the enemy of Father God, I will never show mercy!"

"what ever."

Lorne waved his hand indifferently and watched the worried Hercules stride out of the courtyard, the corners of his lips curling up in a pleasant arc.

If you say no, your body is not very honest.

It seems that your own loyalty to the Father is not as indestructible as you think.

Moreover, His Majesty, the God-King of Olympus, is seriously suspicious.

In his eyes, if loyalty is not absolute, it means absolute disloyalty.

With the taint of being a secret conferrer, you may soon be able to eat at the same table as us rebels.

A certain shady big brother smiled jokingly and raised a glass in the direction where his little brother Hercules left.

At night, Katniss, Medea, and Helen, who had relieved themselves of their duties, dragged their tired bodies back to the yard one after another. As soon as the door opened, the rich aroma of food hit the nostrils, and more than a dozen delicacies with delicious flavors and colors were placed on the table, making people's mouth water.

Lorne, who was the first to get off work, walked out of the kitchen with a steaming can of mushroom soup.

Now that the situation was stable and he had nothing to do, he simply took advantage of this free time to cook in person and cooked a sumptuous and delicious meal for everyone to comfort them for their hard work during this period.

As an insider of Lorne's identity, Medea, who has tasted her senior brother's craftsmanship, is undoubtedly the most knowledgeable. She immediately stepped forward, took the lead in occupying a favorable position, and then eagerly picked up the tableware and entered into combat mode.

Although Helen and Katniss didn't understand why Medea was so excited, their hungry bodies made them sit down quickly.

After a while, the newly joined two people were conquered by the deliciousness of the dishes and began to show off their food, sweeping across the entire extended dining table like a whirlwind.

Looking at the three people who were still unfinished, Lorne walked into the kitchen generously, added a few more dishes, and made the three of them completely full before putting out the stove fire.

"Hiccup~ It's really good~ It's much more delicious than the pig food in the military camp."

Katniss leaned back and slumped on the back of the chair, hiccupping and praising her. Her round belly was like an eight-month pregnancy, and the skin that was stretched to the extreme could even see clear blood vessels and tendons.

In comparison, Helen and Medea were much more reserved. Although their bellies were slightly bulging, at least it was not to the point that it would affect their actions.

Looking at the three people standing at the dinner table with their watermelon bellies sticking out, Lorne burst into laughter and then spoke slowly.

"In addition to this meal, I also prepared a gift for each of you."

"Gift? What?"

When the three of them heard this, they immediately became energetic.

As gods with strong physical fitness, they immediately eliminated the abnormality in their bodies through their excellent digestive abilities. They each sat upright in their chairs and looked at Lorne expectantly.

Seeing this, Lorne brushed away the tableware and traced several Hermes text on the table with his fingers, forming a star map that was constantly rotating, with light points emitting metallic luster looming in it.

"Holy Cloth?"

Medea was the first to react, looking surprised.

"Well, I'm going to give you each a self-defense set. Choose which one suits you best." Lorne smiled and nodded, then motioned for the three of them to come forward and choose.

With a hint of curiosity, the three of them placed their hands on the star map and injected their own divinity into it.

A moment later, an ups and downs of neighing sounds sounded, and three rays of starlight fell from the sky, landing in front of Medea, Katniss, and Helen, each turning into a metal cube engraved with ancient star patterns.

The pattern on the surface of the first cube was a majestic western dragon surrounded by poisonous gas.

The pattern displayed on the surface of the second cube is a big golden bird with flames burning on its body and its wings spread out to fly.

The pattern displayed on the surface of the third cube is of a praying girl with her eyes closed and a holy posture.

Lorne looked at the three of them, his eyelids twitching slightly.

—Dragon, Phoenix, Virgin?

As the legendary witch who flew away with a dragon and disappeared from the world, Draco and Medea are suitable for each other. This result is reasonable;

Similarly, the story of Katniss turning into a bird with golden wings and disappearing into the sky after her death is highly consistent with the image of the Phoenix constellation, and this combination is acceptable;

But Virgo…

Lorne looked at Helen, who looked delighted, and the golden metal cube with a girl's pattern in front of her, and couldn't help but look weird.

The Holy Cloth of Virgo, which symbolizes chastity and flawlessness, is matched with the love-minded partner and the misfortune of a beautiful woman who elopes with her lover. How can this pair be at odds with each other?

But soon, Lorne rubbed his chin and thought of the possibility that the Virgo Saint Clothes would choose Helen.

Although the main **** of Sparta was Apollo, Artemis was also an important object of their sacrifice.

According to legend, Princess Helen was the priestess of this virgin goddess, and while she was dancing and praying in the temple of Artemis, she was kidnapped by King Theseus of Athens, which triggered a war between Sparta and Athens.

Now that Helen is still young, none of these stories have happened.

Therefore, this little princess of Sparta is still a virgin, and with her stunning beauty and belief in the virgin goddess Artemis, she naturally meets the conditions for the Virgo Saint Cloth.

After all, the remaining two, one has just tasted the pleasure of fish and water, and the other is more manly than men. No matter how you look at it, they don't match the Virgo Saint Cloth.

But having said that, the combination of Helen and the Virgo Saint Cloth also made Lorne feel some kind of malice from the world.

Maybe this is a good thing?

It is better to have self-respect and love as a virgin than to be snatched away like goods without one's control.

Without Helen's intervention, the Trojan War, with countless casualties in the future, might not have happened.

Not sure if she heard the whisper, Helen raised her head, held the latest gift lovingly, and showed a sweet smile to someone.

Lorne felt guilty, responded with a stiff smile, and secretly crossed himself on his chest unconsciously.

Seeing the smile on the other side, Helen was inspired, and there was a burning sensation in her beautiful blinking eyes.

"It's so late, why don't we take a rest?"

Feeling the two gazes that were almost burning through him, Lorne's eyelids twitched and he reminded him pretending to be relaxed.

"How about you put it on first and try it on to see if it fits?"

"good!"

Helen nodded without thinking to Lorne's request, and then according to the other party's instructions, activated the metal module and put this set of holy clothes on herself.

And at the moment when they melted into each other, the little Spartan princess suddenly felt a cool breath pouring into her body. Her originally scorching eyes instantly became silent, and her eyes were clear from the inside out.

Push that person down and violently violate him, or be violently violated by him?

Strange, why did I have such dirty thoughts just now?

For those you admire, respect is enough.

Helen clasped her fingers on her chest, performing self-repentance, just like the flawless girl praying to the gods in the temple.

"You and Sister Katniss can share a room. I want to sleep with Medea tonight. I just want to explore how to use the two sets of holy clothes."

"Sleep with you? When will I..."

"Elbow, come into the house with me!"

Before Medea could protest, Helen dragged her roommate into her bedroom with a serious look on her face.

Looking at the clang-closed door and the inseparable pair of good sisters, Lorne breathed a sigh of relief.

I can finally have a good sleep tonight.

Not to mention, Helen is quite suitable for Virgos.

Put it on. From now on, you will no longer be a lover. You can no longer have any **** in the world. If you are tempted, this holy garment will make you sober.

(End of chapter)

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