Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Pots and pans, surrender to me!

Seeing that her eldest niece had made up her mind, Hestia waved her hand helplessly.

“Forget it, do whatever you want, I can't control these things anyway.”

“It's said so lightly, if you can really let it go, is it necessary to squat in the city of Knossos all day long?”

Athena rolled her eyes at Hestia opposite her and unceremoniously exposed the aunt's duplicity.

Hearing this, the Stove Goddess's cheeks turned slightly red and she held her neck to argue.

“I just like the food here and the fireworks here!”

“Yes, yes, you are right...”

Athena was perfunctory without any sincerity, her eyes were full of teasing.

Under the smiling gaze of her niece, Hestia, who was becoming more and more embarrassed, got warm and got up angrily to drive away the people.

“Go, go, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!”

“Okay, I'll be walking soon, right?”

Athena raised her hands in surrender, stood up and left her seat, and called Nikki in the backyard to evacuate.

However, the moment the master and servant stepped out of the door, a certain goddess of wisdom turned back leisurely and raised the corners of her lips.

“But as we agreed, you won't be able to blame me this time.”

"ah?"

Hestia couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this nonsense.

But before she could react, the ground beneath her feet shook violently, and a violent surge of magic power surged.

“Boom!”

In an instant, with a loud thunder, grass clippings flew across the entire backyard, branches and leaves fell, and dense green mud dots fell like rain.

Hestia turned her head stiffly and stared blankly at her nursery, which had been dug three feet into the ground, and at a tall figure in the center of the courtyard whose body was covered in scarlet blood.

“My vegetable plot…my garden…I shouldn't plant it…”

The Goddess of the Stove had empty eyes and murmured, her voice seemed to have a hint of crying.

Seeing Hestia's expression of despair, Lorne, as the perpetrator, quickly raised his hands in surrender and made a promise bravely.

"No! I'll pay! Can't I pay for everything?"

Hearing that someone was offering compensation, the look on the stove goddess's face turned from gloomy to clear, and she stretched out two green-white fingers viciously.

“Not enough! I want twice as much!”

“Okay, everything is okay.”

Lorne hurriedly agreed and signed the terms with a grimace, comforting himself in his heart.

Twice, just double. After all, there was a mistake in the first place, so it should be regarded as a disguised compensation to the stove goddess for providing them with food, accommodation and care.

It is better to put in some work than to directly antagonize a **** who rarely gets close to humans.

Time flies, and months fly by.

In the early morning, as the sky was just beginning to dawn on Crete, the residents of the Royal City of Knossos opened their doors one after another, raised smoke from their cooking stoves, and prepared for the morning meal.

The clatter of pots and pans and the crowing of **** and barking of dogs gradually awakened the bustling undertone of the city.

“Zeus, go to uncle!”

Lorne woke up from the bed, raised his **** as usual, and sent a wave of "blessings" to his **** king.

A normal day starts with blasphemy.

Immediately afterwards, a certain guy who was rude to the gods raised his hand and summoned the twelve-sided dice in his body, and rolled a number.

12? Hermes' blessing?

Your luck is pretty good today.

Lorne murmured something, then sat up from the bed and stretched his limbs lazily.

From the twelve-sided dice spinning around next to it, a ray of light cyan divine light was extracted from the invisible air and quietly introduced into the host's body. Lorne closed his eyes and felt the slightest hint of lightness in his flesh and blood, as well as the vaguely improved reflexes of his limbs, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

After a moment, the wonderful experience gradually disappeared. He opened his eyes and sincerely praised the large family and relatives on Mount Olympus.

Cool! The coins that the Twelve Gods explode are so cool!

Hermes' divine blessing should be geared toward increasing the body's reaction speed in terms of [sensitivity].

Perhaps there can be an improvement of 3%?

The benefits that can be obtained with just one curse word are a real gain!

Lorne glanced at the twelve-sided dice on the bedside that automatically emitted light. He caressed the wheel of Hecate that was gradually disappearing from his chest with some lingering thoughts. He even began to miss the feeling when this thing fooled him into opening the market.

After several months of trial and error, he further understood some of the rules of [The Dice of Chance].

First of all, since the items in the friendship pool can produce [Wings of Icarus], an instrument that can play a great role in a certain situation, they are definitely not all garbage.

The reason why I failed to find good things is probably because the daily difficulty level is low.

After all, it is only fair that low risk corresponds to low return.

Whether it is [inevitable] or [accidental], this rule will basically be followed.

However, when the frequency is high enough, the advantage of [accidental] becomes apparent.

—It can really bring out good things.

For example, obtaining numbers corresponds to divine blessings and divine baptism.

—Ares' unyielding fighting spirit, Saturn's life healing, Poseidon's water affinity, Apollo's intuition, Hermes' agility and speed…

These have a probability of being obtained from [accidental opportunities] after completing the blasphemy against the [Twelve Necessary Gods].

Of course, this probability is very low.

Lorne has used up all the 100 draws he has saved so far, and has only found one Hermes, two Ares, one Apollo, and one Hestia's Blessing in the ordinary pool.

Furthermore, although there are improvements brought about by these divine baptisms, they are not very large.

In addition, the twelve main gods control more than one kind of authority, so the randomness is also very high.

Among them, the divine baptism given to him by Hestia was the most difficult.

Probably because of the authority of the goddess of the house, that divine baptism actually enhanced his control over kitchen utensils and cooking...

Lorne really wanted to complain. Did he expect him to get into the kitchen and say something when he was in a life-and-death fight with his opponent?

—Pots and pans, surrender to me?

The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't imagine it.

However, it is important to be able to get good benefits from the ordinary pool, but what really worries Lorne is that the twelve-sided die can actually secretly strip away the divinity derived from the destiny of the twelve main gods, and infuse him with body.

This thing is too buggy, right?

And all along, a certain conjecture in his mind seemed to have been verified.

—Using accidental variables to influence the inevitable fate, and finally collapse the foundation of the gods.

Perhaps, this is the real function of [dice].

Lorne's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

High risk and high reward.

She is willing to spend such a huge sum of money. It seems that his [angel investor] wants a lot.

But soon, he sneered and shook his head.

Forget it, since we are sure that this is a path that can shake the divine power of destiny, let's not think about it for the time being.

At present, I am just a **** crossing the river. I am far from the stage where I can sit at the card table and decide life or death.

Once you have collected enough capital, it is not too late to place a bet.

So, today's task is…

Lorne took a deep breath, solemnly bid farewell to the warm bed, got up and went downstairs, brandishing a hoe, and rushed to the nursery in the backyard.

—Dig a hole and plant the land!

(End of this chapter)

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