Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 82

Chapter 82 I don't agree with this marriage!

The next day, early in the morning, in the palace of Knossos.

Hestia, who was treating King Minos, stood in front of the bed and carefully examined the patient in front of her.

Princess Ariadne, Little Medusa, and Lorne were silent on the sidelines, waiting patiently for the results, and the atmosphere gradually became dull.

But after all, she was forced to put it on the shelf. After a while, the stove goddess shook her head dejectedly.

“Difficult to handle…”

Princess Ariadne heard this and was still a little unwilling to give up.

“Is there really no other way? Please think again!”

Hestia sighed and muttered helplessly, showing a helpless expression.

“The divine blood is almost burned out, and the soul is close to withering. I can only survive by relying on the body's unconsumed vitality, and I can't help it.”

"But…"

Princess Ariadne was about to speak, but King Minos, who was older than yesterday on the bed, coughed slightly, interrupting his daughter's questioning.

"Stop talking about it. All mortals are mortal. I know my body well. It's the goddess' mercy that I can survive until now. There's no need to waste time on it."

Princess Ariadne pursed her lips, her eyes were sad and somewhat unwilling: "Father..."

King Minos patted his daughter's shoulder to express comfort, then turned to look at Hestia aside, with a shy smile on his old face: "Although I am not afraid of death, I still have too many things to do. I can't let it go, so can you give me a little more time?”

Hestia, who felt a little guilty for not helping, immediately nodded and assured: "No problem, I will find a way to help you recuperate your body. As long as you don't do anything to anyone, you can definitely live a few peaceful lives." moon!"

Hearing this seemingly regretful answer, King Minos breathed a sigh of relief with laughter.

He was already prepared that he would not be able to withstand even seven days, but he did not expect that he would still have a few months to live.

At this time, the time left for him to prepare was simply overwhelming.

However, not being able to fight with others is a big trouble.

Originally, I wanted to resolve this matter before letting it go, but now it seems that I can only leave the problem to future generations as the scoundrel said.

King Minos thought for a moment, looked up at the figure in front of the bed, and spoke seriously.

“I have an unkind request. I want you to be the new king of Crete!”

Hearing this sudden entrustment, Lorne's eyelids twitched unconsciously, and he quickly declined with a dry cough.

　　“Well, this is not good, I don't understand anything…”

“To be appreciated by the goddess and to be able to handle various problems with ease is not to say that you are ignorant.”

“In case I don't live up to your expectations…”

“No, judging from the past few crisis managements, you will do better than me and you will be more suitable for this position than me!”

King Minos on the bed retorted seriously, looking at Lorne in front of him with increasing admiration.

Obviously, the old man's choice was not a whim, but the result of careful consideration.

Should you be so honest?

I just want to play auxiliary and mix points, and I didn't say I wanted to be the main C to resist pressure.

Seeing that there was no access to oil and salt on the other side, and determined to drag him aboard this pirate ship against the wind, Lorne simply changed his mind and came up with a more upright reason.

“I'm just a stranger, and I can't get involved in the Minoan household affairs. Besides, the princes are still alive, so it's better to let them..."

“If it's just because of identity, then that's even better!”

Hearing this, King Minos, who was still a little sluggish, suddenly showed an expression that was exactly what he wanted. He immediately grabbed his daughter's hand, handed it to Lorne's palm, and spoke seriously.

"As long as you marry Ariadne and become my son-in-law, you are naturally qualified to inherit the throne! No one will say anything, and after you give birth to children, the one who inherits the throne will still be of Minoan blood! "

“Poof!”

Hearing the genius idea to solve this dilemma, Lorne spit out the sip of water he just took into his mouth and couldn't help but cough violently.

Brother, is this how you give your niece away? !

"No!" Before he could speak, two voices, one large and one small, sounded in unison.

Um?

Suddenly, King Minos, Lorne, and Ariadne, who were still pulling back and forth, turned around in confusion, following the sound, and focused their eyes on the two people who made the protest.

Under six strange gazes, a petite figure smoothly shrank behind Hestia, pushing the wind-shielding stove goddess in front.

“Ahem, I mean...”

Hestia's forehead was sweating slightly. After her brain was overloaded, her eyes lit up and she suddenly thought of the perfect person to take the blame for.

"Athena! Her Royal Highness is the chief priest of Athena and needs to remain chaste. She will definitely not agree!"

“Hmm, yes! The goddess will be very angry!”

At this time, little Medusa also emerged from behind Hestia, nodding her head repeatedly.

Hearing the divine messenger's solemn assurance and believing it to be true, King Minos couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing this situation, Hestia immediately struck while the iron was hot, patted her chest, and took care of everything.

“Don't worry, you won't die yet. I promise to keep you alive and kicking until the end! Let's solve the problem first. It's not time to think about this kind of thing yet!”

“Ah, yes, yes, yes!”

Little Medusa tightened her face again and closely followed up with a burst of coordination to perform combos.

Finally, after the two men's repeated persuasion, King Minos gave up his idea.

“Yes, it is indeed disrespectful to be so impatient. It is better to wait until the goddess returns before formally asking her for instructions..."

Hearing King Minos's reasonable choice, the two figures, one large and one small, nodded in agreement.

"but…"

However, as the turning point appeared, the two of them raised their hearts in their throats again.

"My body is no longer suitable for managing government affairs. I still need to find someone who can take on big responsibilities, and right now I only have..."

King Minos was a little worried on the bed, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the secretary again, as if he wanted to bring up the old matter again.

"Even if you don't need to succeed, can I help you share the burden? Anyway, Anna is the messenger of the goddess, and he is Anna's brother and the person who is favored by the goddess. As long as everything is the will of the goddess, no matter private or official affairs, it is the best arrangement. And with your nod, no one will disobey!

Furthermore, when things have come to this, he is done! "

Hearing the clear argument, Lorne looked at the goddess of the stove talking in front of the bed and couldn't help but look stunned.

Isn't she suffering from intermittent brainstem loss? When did smart IQ take over the high ground?

At this time, King Minos on the bed could not help but be persuaded and made his decision immediately.

"That's fine, I will hand over the affairs to the temple, and then ask Ariadne to hand it over to you. If there is anything that needs to be carried out, just tell them to do it!"

As he spoke, the old man looked at his daughter solemnly and warned her seriously.

"Ariadne, during this period, you will accompany the Secretary and follow his instructions. This is the person chosen by the goddess for Crete. You must treat him with the same respect as you serve the goddess!"

“Good father!”

Ariadne obediently agreed, nodded seriously, and quickly entered the role she needed to play.

“Then, I will first go and get the matters that need to be handed over and the files waiting to be processed, and let the clerk take a look.”

“I'm going to help too!”

Little Medusa in the corner glanced at her and immediately followed Princess Ariadne.

Soon, the noisy bedroom became surprisingly quiet.

In the blink of an eye, Lorne, who had been promoted to the uncrowned king of Crete and the reserve son-in-law of King Minos, looked at a certain expert who was adding fuel to the fire.

Hestia shrank her head, and the tense smile on her face gradually became stiff. She looked at the two figures who were drifting away from the door with a resentful look, muttering in her heart in annoyance.

Damn it, I'm running too slow…

(End of this chapter)

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