Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 35

Chapter 35 The Tauren rushes!

The coastal plain in the north of the island, beside the lush forest trails.

The two "foreigners" who had successfully smuggled ashore, one large and one small, looked at the tall city wall and towering city gate at the end of the road, hid under the shade of a tree, and began the standard process of colluding with each other to confess.

“What will you call me after you get in?”

“Lorne…”

"boom!"

　　A dull violent shudder struck Medusa on the small head, Lorne repeated with a dark face.

“Brother, you have to call me brother! From now on, you are my sister, and we, brother and sister, are Serifos merchants who go to sea to make a living, do you understand?”

"oh…"

While rubbing her aching little head, Medusa nonchalantly spit out a monosyllable word with a rather perfunctory attitude.

As for how much the Gorgon heard, I am afraid only she knows.

Forget it, even if brothers and sisters call each other by their first names, there is nothing wrong with them in theory.

Lorne raised his hand angrily, rubbed his somewhat swollen temples, and after a wave of self-comfort, spoke again.

“What about your own name?”

“Anna!”

Medusa's answer this time was quite decisive, and her tone was not as lifeless as before.

Obviously, she likes the new name.

This pronunciation originates from Greek. It means "grace", "kindness", "grace" or "grace" and represents good blessings and expectations.

Lorne nodded with satisfaction and gently touched the little girl's head as a reward.

In the world of the Age of Gods, the true name often reveals the origin and essence of a living being, and possesses some kind of mysterious power. In addition, curses, prophecies, magic locks, etc. all need to be used as a medium.

Hence, if something related to one's wealth and life is easily exposed, it is likely to cause unnecessary danger and trouble.

So for insurance, Lorne put a vest on Medusa to hide her identity before entering the city.

　　There is no way, who made [Three Gorgon Sisters] and [Blood of Gorgon] too famous? For humans who are subject to birth, aging, illness and death, they are simply walking Tang Monk meat.

As for Lorne himself, there is no need for it.

On the one hand, his real divine name should be "Dionysus", which no one knows yet.

On the other hand, the word "Lorne" comes from the pronunciation of "lion" in Greek, and was the nickname given to him by his deceased mother.

　　Except for Circe, the adoptive mother and teacher, Hecate, the dog gambling goddess as a partner, and the little Medusa in front of her, basically no one knows about it.

Even his nominal father, Zeus, is not clear.

—He did not wait for his lover to tell him the news, but he took action directly.

Hehe, it can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Remembering that thunderstorm night and the god-king who thought he had control of the situation, Lorne sneered and shook his head.

Little Medusa raised her head and looked at the face that looked gloomy for some reason. She bit her lips and spoke softly.

“Are you okay?”

Lorne came back to his senses, chuckled and shook his head. Then he straightened his thoughts and continued to ask a few questions to complete their fictitious identity information.

Seemingly because of the incident just now, Medusa's next answer was surprisingly cooperative, and the basic confession was quickly completed.

After finishing the preparations, Lorne was still a little worried and warned again.

"Remember, after entering, follow me honestly and don't run around. This place is no better than an invisible island. You should know the attitude of outsiders towards you." "Yeah!"

Medusa's face was solemn and she nodded heavily, obviously understanding her situation.

Lorne touched Medusa's little head and showed a warm smile to show encouragement. Then he lowered his five fingers and took the little girl's cold little hand. Following the flow of people on the road, he took the Gorgon with him. The demon walked towards the city gate at the end.

Along the way, listening to the exchanges between passers-by, Lorne squinted his eyes, enjoying the breeze blowing in his face, and admiring the island called "Crete".

This is the place where ancient Greek culture originated. It has a mountainous terrain and deep valleys, beautiful scenery, and a coast composed of cliffs, rocky headlands and sandy beaches. The standard Mediterranean climate makes the entire island sunny and sunny, with abundant rainfall. Forest plants are evergreen, flowers bloom everywhere, and olives, grapes, and citrus grown in the fields bear abundant fruits.

In addition, it faces the sea on all four sides and is surrounded by vast expanse of blue waves. From a distance, it feels like being in a beautiful garden.

It is said that there are nearly a hundred ancient cities on Crete, the most important of which is the royal capital of Knossos, known as the "City of Cities", located on the coastal plain in the north of the island.

That's right, it's the one in front of Lorne.

Following the flow of people and paying the city entry tax, the two of them successfully blended into the city of Knossos.

Through the towering city gate, a wide road paved with bluestone runs through the center of the city, connecting the main roads and lanes that extend in all directions in the city. The buildings on both sides of the road are lined up in rows, and most of them are made of stone as the main material, which is strong and durable.

Looking around, you can see that residences, palaces, villas, hotels, public baths, workshops and other places are all available and fully functional.

The whole market was bustling with activity. Stone carvings, gold and silver products, jewelry, pottery making, bronze smelting, seasonal fruits and vegetables, crude food snacks, etc. are all available.

Looking past the surging flow of people and looking directly at the end of the road, a majestic palace with a rectangular shape and an area of 22,000 square meters comes into view. The strict axis, standard column structure, and patio-style lighting give it a unique look. Greek style.

There is the cultural and political center of the entire island of Crete—the Palace of Knossos.

This majestic residence belongs to a famous figure in Greek mythology.

—Lord of Crete, one of the three future judges of Hades, son of Zeus and Europa...

Following the relevant memories, Lorne's thoughts touched on the last title that came to mind, and the corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.

…and the famous victim of the Minotaur, the wise king Minos.

According to legend, Minos ascended to the throne unjustly. He succeeded in becoming the new king of Crete after he attempted to seize the royal power of his brother Rhadamandis and drove him away.

In order to whitewash the sanctity of his appointment, he once prayed to Poseidon for a miracle to justify his usurpation of power. So Poseidon gave Minos a huge white bull and asked him to sacrifice it to him.

But this bull was so beautiful that Minos finally killed another bull as a sacrifice. The angry Poseidon cursed Minos' wife Pasiphae, causing her to suffer from zoophilia.

To cover up his ugliness, Minos asked Daedalus to make a wooden cow for his queen Pasiphae and hide her in it.

But because the work was too realistic, the white bull took a fancy to the cow and mated with it. Pasiphae became pregnant and gave birth to a monster with a head and a body, the Minotaur, which means "Minos." ox".

Eventually, the scandal was exposed, and Minos ordered Daedalus and his son Icarus to build an underground labyrinth and imprison the Minotaur, a monster with a head and a body.

After the incident was completed, the father and son Daedalus and Icarus also became prisoners, and thus the story of the two crossing the Sea of Oceanus and the Wings of Icarus began.

Of course, according to Lorne's estimation.

In the matter of imprisoning Daedalus and his son, King Minos, as the leader, had more or less personal grudges.

Who asked Daedalus to make the cow so lifelike that his own wife was given a cow by one?

Poseidon, the **** of the sea, did not dare to retaliate, and he was wronged. However, the length and thickness of Daedalus was just right for him to vent his anger on.

So, what matters in Greece is strength.

After Lorne secretly mourned for three seconds for a certain victim of Crete, he picked up Medusa and walked forward while casually describing the next arrangements.

“Let's first find a shop to sell the catch and other things we have, and then wander around nearby to buy some things and a nautical chart, and then consider the next trip...”

There was silence next to him, and the pull on his hands became heavier and heavier.

Lorne turned around and saw that Medusa was staring at the dazzling local snacks such as milk, roasted bird eggs, fruit stuffing, etc. at a nearby stall. A trace of crystal saliva was unknowingly hanging on her face. The corners of the lips are pink and gradually lengthened.

(End of this chapter)

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