Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 364

Chapter 364 Ta Meow, get spanked!

 Outside the palace hall, under the shade of trees.

After some circumstantial questioning and comparison, Lorne nodded to Medea and confirmed the identity of the little prince Absyrtus.

 “Is he really my brother?”

 Seeing the legendary blood relative appear in front of her, Medea still couldn't believe it.

Due to Aunt Circe's rather heartless character, she rarely mentioned her life experience and relatives in front of her, and she never thought of taking her back to visit her relatives.

In addition, her aunt moved her from the island of Ayo to Athens, further severing contact with her motherland. Her impression of Colchis was almost only a name.

Had it not happened that she happened to meet this prince of Colchis at the pre-war alliance in Thessaly today, Medea would have almost forgotten that she still had relatives in Colchis.

Lorne smiled and nodded, looking at Medea who was a little surprised and curious, and secretly cursed in his heart.

Not only is he your brother, but you, the sister, also cut him into pieces with your own hands...

 In fact, in the original fate track, Medea became the priestess of the Hecate temple in the country after returning from her studies on the island of Ayo.

 Later, in order to regain the throne, Jason gathered a large number of heroic friends who had made friends with him, sailed the warship Argo, and launched the famous Argo Expedition to the Kingdom of Colchis to obtain its national treasure, the Golden Fleece.

 Here, in order to get the treasure smoothly, Jason sacrificed to Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Under the influence of the power of the God of Love, Medea became obsessed with Jason, who came to the island in search of the Golden Fleece. She betrayed her homeland and tried her best to help him obtain the Golden Fleece.

King Aeetes of Colchis sent his youngest son Absyrtus to chase the Argonauts after learning that the Golden Fleece was stolen and his daughter fled.

In order to stop the pursuit of Colchis, the mad Medea lured Absyrtus onto the ship, killed him with her own hands, cut his body into pieces and threw his body away. The method was quite cruel.

This evil cause was sown, which also caused the heroes of the Argonauts to fear her like a snake and a scorpion. After Jason had finished using her, he abandoned her.

Of course, Jason himself was retaliated for this. His son and new wife died tragically, and he himself was also killed in the curse of the Argonauts.

It can be said that none of the three people who were teased by fate got a good ending.

Although the three people got together again by mistake, their fate has already deviated from the original direction, and they will basically not make the same mistakes again.

 Besides, Lorne himself would not allow this to happen.

“Brother-in-law, I didn't expect you to be the one from Ares Mountain. I saw what you taught King Caargos at the banquet just now. Those words and actions were so cool!”

The young man was chattering and looking at the legendary God of Wine with bright eyes.

The hero who mediates the war between the Olympian gods, the earthly shepherd who speaks up for mankind, and the only one among the twelve gods to ascend to the throne of God as a mortal. This is simply a legend!

 And this is a man who has a close relationship with his missing sister and seems to be his brother-in-law.

 For a passionate young man who longs for a hero, excitement and admiration are his only emotions at the moment.

 “Ahem, don't be so outspoken, just call me by my name.”

Lorne coughed dryly as a reminder, his eyes a little wandering.

 He ​​did not deny his relationship with Medea, but after all, he was a married person, and he still had to pay attention to the influence outside. This was one of the reasons why he took the little guy outside the hall to communicate.

 Fortunately, Absyrtus, the little prince who turned into a fanboy, has a relatively upright character. Although he did not understand the deep meaning of the new "idol"'s words, he still obeyed them.

"Okay, Lord Lorne. When will you and my sister go back to Colchis? I will definitely entertain you!"

"There is no rush." ​​Lorne replied warmly, and then helplessly pointed to the Thessaly Palace behind him, "At least it will have to wait until after this battle is over."

“I was so excited to see you that I accidentally forgot about this.” The little prince Absyrtus scratched his head in embarrassment and had to give up the idea for the time being.

Lorne smiled and comforted the embarrassed little fan, and changed the topic: "By the way, I remember that the main **** that Colchis believes in now is Ares?"

Although Aeetes, the current king of Colchis, is the son of the sun **** Helios, he is brave and aggressive in character and has strong martial arts. His favorite sport in daily life is to drive a copper bull to sow dragon's teeth into the soil. He spawned dragon tooth soldiers and fought with them.

Therefore, Aeetes worshiped Ares, the same type of war god, and established him as the main **** of the Kingdom of Colchis. He also built a sacred grove for him and nailed the national treasure Golden Fleece to a corner of Ares's sacred grove. An oak tree symbolizes the survival of the country's royal power.

Ares, the **** of war, also showed sympathy to the king of Colchis. Not only did he make his poisonous dragon, which sleeps day and night, guard the sacred grove and the golden fleece, he also gave King Aeetes the skills to tame the flying dragon.

At this time, Absyrtus, the little fanboy, heard the idol's question and nodded quickly to answer.

"Well, I heard from my father that Lord Ares just came back from outside recently and is currently recuperating in the sacred forest."

  Recuperate?

Lorne caught the key words in the words and showed a cruel smile on his face.

 Apparently, Ares was beaten badly during the "friendly" exchange with Artemis over the Amazon's faith.

After being defeated, he could only return to Colchis, another base in despair, and went into the woods to recuperate.

 So, this is also the reason why he did not attend the theocratic meeting?

Lorne rolled his eyes and asked for confirmation.

 “Ares doesn't object to your coming to Thessaly to form an alliance?”

"Of course not! As long as you are not afraid of life and death, devote yourself to the battle, and enjoy the fun brought by the battle, it is the most noble sacrifice to Lord Ares!"

The little prince Absyrtus answered without thinking, with a touch of passionate enthusiasm on his somewhat immature face.

 Getting a positive answer, Lorne nodded thoughtfully.

Similarly, Ares has a mindless character who enjoys fighting. He longs to see a scene of rivers of blood, and neither emotion nor reason will stop the coming of the Djinn War.

And if I remember correctly, the only thing left in his holy land was Colchis.

so…

Lorne looked at the little fanboy in front of him with his twinkling eyes, and a malicious smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

 Brother, do you want to make a date?

Just when a certain MLM leader was thinking about how to recruit new people to join his team, a familiar smell coming from the distance made his eyelids jump.

"You siblings haven't seen each other for so many years. We just wanted to catch up on old times and get acquainted with each other a little more. I have something to do, so I'll leave first! See you at home tonight!"

 Speaking, Lorne immediately activated the divine speed of [Goat] and turned into an afterimage, disappearing from the place.

As soon as he stepped forward, the fiery white-armed goddess rushed into the shade of the tree and looked around.

 “Where is he? Where has he gone?” Hera asked with a dark face.

"Senior brother seems to have said that he is going back to his residence to rest..." Medea raised her hand to point out the correct direction of Lorne's escape, answered obediently, and emphasized sincerely, "His voice was very loud, and I heard it very clearly."

 Hera heard a sneer on her face.   Want to lie to me? Not that easy!

 Seeing the queen decisively chasing in the opposite direction, the little prince Absyrtus was stunned.

 How come no one believes you when you tell the truth?

 “Well, you can go home early tonight…”

As the low murmur reached his ears, he caught a glimpse of the hidden smile on his sister's face, and seemed to understand something, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose in his heart.

 —Women, how terrible!

At dusk, a petite figure sneaks into Katniss's courtyard.

 “Come back?”

Lorne, who was drinking alone at the stone table, poured out a glass of ice-cold fruit juice and smiled and handed it to Medea who came in to quench her thirst.

Based on the fact that he didn't meet Hera along the way, I'm afraid this little junior sister may have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes to cover for him, and she deserves a drink as a reward.

However, the witch with fragrant sweat on her forehead did not take the fruit juice. Instead, she licked her dry lips, her eyes gradually burning.

 “Senior brother, they are not here.”

Hearing this, Luo En's face darkened.

Having just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den, it seems that the little alcohol I just saved won't be able to keep it tonight.

Dionysus tilted his arm slightly, pouring the dark red fruit juice in the cup towards the origin of life, and sneered.

 “If you want it, come and get it!”

The witch in the twilight breathed quickly, licking her dry cherry lips, and moved closer to the god. She raised her hand and pulled her long lavender hair behind her head, leaning forward to show her perseverance. , expressing his determination to obtain the true scriptures with his eloquent tongue.

 However, the scriptures should not be passed down lightly, and the Tao should not be sold cheaply.

Dionysus looked as usual, not shaken by the witch's persistence at all.

Seeing that she still couldn't get what she wanted despite all her efforts, Medea couldn't hold back anymore and simply sat down cross-legged to discuss the law face to face with her fellow disciples.

But Lorne, who had started earlier and was stronger, was obviously better. His strong and solid foundation broke through and tore apart Medea's soft and empty defense time and time again, leaving her blushing and speechless. All she could say was defeat. Whining.

However, the witch was unwilling to admit defeat and retreated in humiliation, hoping to continue to use her eloquence to win the game.

 But as soon as Medea opened her mouth, there was a crisp knock on the door.

When others entered the room, their discussion could only be temporarily interrupted. Medea quickly stood up and went to open the door for the visitors.

As the closed door creaked open, a green-haired head with cat ears poked out.

“You came back before the banquet was over. What were you doing in there?”

 “Ahem, drink.”

Lorne at the table coughed dryly and picked up his wine glass in response.

Medea, who was wiping her mouth next to her, nodded repeatedly.

Atalanta looked at the two people with erratic eyes, with doubt on her face. As her nose twitched, she smelled the fragrance of the blooming heather in the yard. She immediately glared at Medea next to her and snorted angrily.

“We promised to be good sisters, but to do this kind of thing without even saying…ahem…is simply too much!”

 “If I didn't call you, wouldn't you have come too…”

Medea muttered softly, with a rather depressed look on her face.

"I was worried about whether something happened to you!" the huntress said, with hatred and anger rising in her heart, she turned around and strode towards the door, "I will erase the early warning spell outside right now. , look how sneaky you are!"

However, as soon as Atalanta raised her hand to draw the bow, her nostrils smelled a strong aroma of wine, and her eyes became blurred and her body became soft.

While she was not prepared, a purple-red magic rope snaked up like a snake, tied her wrists, and fixed her in front of a small tree in the courtyard.

Accompanied by a cold and slippery skin touch, her upper body was pulled forward by several magic arrays that emerged around her. Her legs were slightly spread apart, her toes pointed to the ground, and she stood tremblingly. Her buttocks had to be slightly raised in order to maintain balance. .

At the same time, the stress response unique to cats also appeared in Atalanta.

—The pointed ears on the head twitched slightly, and the fur on the tail behind him stood up.

Upon seeing this, Medea couldn't help but take back the moon staff, and curiously looked at the feline features on Atalanta's body, raising and lowering her hands.

“Senior brother, the furry parts of Sister Atta's body feel great. Do you want to try it too?”

 “Okay, let me develop properly.”

The accomplice, who had been itching for a long time, immediately stepped forward excitedly, smiling evilly and enjoying the fun of playing with the cat with Medea.

Compared to Medea's random tugging and scratching, Lorne's cat-catching techniques were obviously more professional. Sometimes he gently twisted the tip of his tail, sometimes he brushed his ears, and sometimes he combed the slightly scattered hair. Atalanta was quickly defeated. .

It has to be said that as a witch, Medea has super strong learning and imitation abilities. She quickly mastered the essence of cat petting, and cooperated with her senior brother to use her hands on the caught kittens.

Faced with this attack from both sides, Atalanta, whose ears and tail were attacked at the same time, could not resist again. She screamed one after another and twisted her body desperately, trying to throw away the two people who were complicit.

However, the more she resisted, the more excited the two of them became, and soon the kitten was tortured until it was panting and its body was as limp as mud.

 “Don't go too far! If you do this again, I will bite someone!”

Atalanta, whose face turned red, protested angrily, grinding her teeth to threaten.

"Haha, a kitten like you can't escape our grasp! It's destined to be eaten by us!"

Lorne said, Tuqiongdiao saw it, and was about to enter the second stage of cat masturbation.

However, at this moment, three or four strong or weak breathing sounds came from outside the hospital. Lorne and Medea's expressions changed, and they hurriedly stopped their bad behavior and pulled Atalanta, who had lost all strength, from Shushang was rescued and poured energy potion and recovery potion into her slightly open mouth.

 No, this cat cannot handle it. It can't stand it with such a little intensity.

　　We must exercise more in the future!

Humbling, Lorne stepped forward and was about to open the door, but unexpectedly, there was a roar and the door exploded.

A certain menacing white-armed goddess stood outside the door with cold eyes, looking faintly into the messy courtyard.

 (End of this chapter)

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