Chapter 41: Thin branches bear fruit, which is delicious and irritating
Go forward all the way, walking on a road paved with stones, which is smooth and comfortable.
Lorne looked around with the corner of his eye and noticed that the stones on the road seemed to be cut into uniform blocks with a copper saw, and that there was a complete drainage system along the road. Public places frequented by the upper class used clay as raw material to build more complete sewer facilities.
As for architecture, residential houses usually have flat tile roofs and stucco, wood or large stone floors, and are two or three stories high. They probably built low walls out of stones and gravel, and mud bricks for the higher ones. The horizontal beams on the ceiling are used to support the roof, and the patio also provides lighting.
At a glance, the scattered houses are filled with the hustle and bustle of human society.
From scratch, from barbarism to civilization, it is really amazing to be able to achieve this with just your hands and wisdom.
Lorne, a soul from the future, can't help but be amazed by the various urban details that can be created with existing craftsmanship.
"Here we are."
Just as Lorne was sighing at the wisdom of the Minoans, Athena stopped and pointed to the two-story building made of stone bricks and wood in front of her with a smile.
The little blond **** the side immediately nodded in understanding, trotted forward, stood on tiptoes, and excitedly pulled and knocked the bronze knocker on the door panel.
“Who is it, so early in the morning...”
With a lazy murmur, the closed door was opened from the inside, and a petite and immature girl with the Greek's signature black hair rubbed her sleepy blue eyes and stood barefoot on the carpet behind the threshold. superior.
Inside the house, the bright yellow fire danced happily, exuding a sense of warmth.
Hence, the girl only wore a white silk nightgown. The size was too loose and could hardly cover her thin and slender figure.
Fortunately, her unusually plump bust and the blue ribbon that passed under her **** and tied to her arms managed to lift the clothes on her upper body and prevent them from falling to the ground.
But even so, Lorne could even see the bright white color from a few meters away, as well as the slender waist that made people worry about its support.
The twigs bear fruit, which is delicious and irritating?
In an instant, a certain appropriate description popped into Lorne's mind.
“Ahem!”
A heavy cough outside the door was like a cold current passing through the hall. The dark-haired girl with a blue ribbon who was still drowsy could not help but shiver. She opened her eyes in a daze and immediately saw two acquaintances and two people standing in front of the door. an unexpected visitor.
“Huh? Wait...wait, let me change my clothes first!”
Suddenly, the girl with the blue ribbon who had come over saw the guests and her unsightly dress, her reddish face was filled with embarrassment, she hurriedly closed the door, turned around and rushed into the bedroom.
After a rustling sound, the closed door opened again, and a girl put on a plain white dress, held her head high, maintained a dignified posture, and went out to greet the guests.
“Ya…”
“Ahem!”
Athena coughed again, and as her purple eyes flickered, a strange and obscure wave passed forward.
Obviously, these two men were communicating in code through divine will.
In an instant, the girl with the blue ribbon in front of the door hurriedly stopped talking. After winking for a while, she put a smile on her face and changed her words very stiffly.
“Palas? Why are you here? And you brought guests?”
"them…"
Athena paused slightly, glanced at Lorne and Little Medusa behind her, smiled lightly and spoke.
…“…is a friend I just met.”
"friend?"
Hearing this, the girl with the blue ribbon looked strangely up and down at the two new faces outside the door, her blue eyes filled with curiosity.
She knew how proud and conceited her eldest niece was in front of outsiders.
To this day, I can probably count on one hand the number of people she recognizes and calls her "friends".
These objects are all the brightest stars in various fields, with extraordinary qualities.
Is it possible that the same goes for these two?
But their breath feels so ordinary, just like ordinary mortals...
“Ahem!”
Athena couldn't help coughing again, and she didn't feel angry enough to remind her.
“We have guests coming, shouldn't you invite us into the house first, aunt?”
"Oh, sorry, sorry!" The girl with the blue ribbon slapped her forehead and couldn't help but smile. She quickly invited the four people who had been waiting outside the door for a while to come into the room. She took the initiative to extend her hand and introduced herself.
“Hello you two, my name is...”
The girl with the blue ribbon rolled her eyes and spoke with a smile.
…"Heya, just call me Heya!"
“Hello, I'm Lorne, this is my sister Anna, excuse me for today.”
Lorne also reached out his hand very wisely, gently grasped the warm fingertips of the blue ribbon girl, and introduced his and Medusa's identities.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the three adults looked at each other and smiled. A certain subtle atmosphere filled the air, quietly weaving into a sense of harmony that no one noticed.
After all, they have a surprisingly tacit understanding when it comes to putting on their own vests.
“Come on, come on, sit down first, I'll prepare some fruits and snacks.”
As the host, the girl with a blue ribbon warmly greeted the guests to sit down, and then quickly walked to the spacious kitchen of the house.
Lorne glanced at the hospitable and slender figure, and then his eyes fell on the warm and bright fire in the room. A trace of understanding flashed in his eyes, and his moving lips and teeth murmured silently.
—Hestia, goddess of the hearth.
She is the eldest daughter of the second-generation **** king Cronus and the **** queen Rhea, the eldest sister of Zeus, and the highest among the twelve main gods of Olympus.
At the same time, she is also the main **** in Greek mythology who is in charge of the household affairs of all people, serving Olympus and the fire of the world.
The flame symbolizes her existence, represents her divine power, and is the guarantee of family sustainability, stability, harmony and prosperity.
This corresponds to the tradition of ancient times. The fire on the altar was lit by the ancestors, and their descendants were obliged to keep the candle burning, because the extinguishing of the candle meant the extinction of the human race.
On the other hand, every family has its own hearth, and every town its own altar. The fire on the altar symbolizes the life of the town. Whenever people from a town go to a new place to establish a colony, the holy fire will accompany these brave immigrants to other places.
Hence, Hestia will also move to other places with the migration of fire and civilization.
In a sense, she is the main **** in Olympus who is closest to humans.
And when we met today, this goddess of the stove was indeed as unassuming and warm-hearted as the legend said.
It's just…
Lorne glanced at the chief goddess of Olympus opposite who was having a great time playing with the two little girls, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.
…Why do you seem a little not very smart?
“A sneeze!”
At this time, Hestia, who seemed to have had a premonition, sneezed heavily, then mumbled a few words, put down the fruit plate in her hand, and turned to look at her eldest niece opposite.
“Speaking of words, Ya…”
“Ahem!”
Athena on the seat rolled her eyes at the aunt who almost spilled the beans, her face darkened, and she felt like her throat was about to smoke.
Hestia, who came back to her senses, smiled and quickly changed her question.
"Palas! Yes, Pallas, the harvest festival has not come yet, why did you come to me so early?"
"What else can happen? There is a quarrel at home again. I came here to avoid the limelight."
Athena took a sip of honey water, moistened her throat, and hummed in annoyance.
“Oh? What's the matter? Tell me!”
Suddenly, Hestia's eyes lit up. She carried the fruit plate with great interest, moved the small stool to the opposite side of her eldest niece, and looked like a professional melon eater.
At the same time, Lorne could not help but **** up his ears and hold his breath, waiting for Athena to break the news.
After all, this is a rare opportunity to understand the internal situation of Olympus, and it is definitely not just for gossip.
The third update is released. Please give me support, recommendations and votes. Happy Lantern Festival, I love you all.
(End of this chapter)
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