Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Rabbit is so cute, why not...(5.2k)

 Finished…

The little rabbit squatting on the snow-white [ground], or Lorne in animal form, felt the majestic divine power contained in the body under his feet, and felt regretful in his heart.

You must know that there is a goddess taking a bath under the lake. She will not jump down even if she says anything.

　　Although I am a harmless little rabbit now, it will be great fun once I digest the divinity of the **** of agriculture in the jar of Huceon wheat porridge and return to my original human appearance.

 After all, with the exception of a few Greek goddesses, all of them are synonymous with trouble and danger.

Once exposed, the names of dishes such as diced red rabbit, shredded rabbit, spicy rabbit head, dry pot rabbit... may be your final fate.

 “Why do I feel so stupid...”

As the goddess's curious murmur reached his ears, Lorne, who was thinking about his miserable future, hurriedly raised his bunny head, blinked his big red eyes, and looked up at the blonde-haired and silver-eyed goddess with an innocent expression. And ignorant.

 Seeing the cute appearance of the little thing, the goddess immediately giggled and happily held the little rabbit in her arms.

Lorne made several detours, but was forced back again by the group of hounds, and the space for movement was gradually compressed into an unobstructed open space.

Through numerous clues, explicit or implicit, the identity of this hunting attire goddess is actually ready to be revealed.

 Thanks to Lorne's quick reaction, a second crash was avoided.

 “It's not that easy for prey to escape from my hands.”

 Sister, I really can't stand it anymore...

Along the way, the cold wind howled, and Lorne, who was held in the arms of the hunting goddess with one arm, shrank and did not dare to move, for fear of being discovered by the last of the three virgin goddesses.

 Suddenly, the golden long-horned deer who received the order snorted, spread out their long legs, and wind gathered under their feet, pulling the gorgeous chariot and heading towards the distant city of Knossos at lightning speed.

Lorne, who transformed into a rabbit, was also held across the goddess's chest, becoming a natural fig leaf.

Finally, after an hour of hard work, the goddess in the lake finally finished her bath with satisfaction and walked naked to the shore.

But the thirteen hounds in front were obviously well-trained. Not only did they have a speed exceeding that of ordinary domestic animals, they also knew how to cooperate and chased and intercepted the little rabbits that were escaping in all directions.

 “Woof woof woof!”

"That's right. If you weren't stupid, how could you have jumped directly into the water? Fortunately, you met me."

run!

With almost an instant instinct, Lorne cursed in his mind while paddling his four short legs crazily, avoiding the clutches of the thirteen hounds, trying to break out of their encirclement.

After learning the true identity of this hunting attire goddess, Lorne, who was caught between two mountains of pressure, was even more afraid to move.

That is, the goddess of the moon and hunting in ancient Greek mythology is known as the "mistress of beasts and lord of the wilderness". She is also the daughter of the **** king Zeus and the conservation goddess Leto, and the twin sister of Apollo, the **** of light and prophecy. .

Whether it was the instinct of his body or the twelve-sided die, he was clearly told that he was on the verge of danger and was seeking death crazily.

 Fortunately, his animal transformation was influenced by Demeter's original version of Huceon's wheat porridge. If it was the abridged version of Circe, the stupid bird teacher, he might have sent it on the spot.

While the goddess was getting dressed, Lorne did not hesitate to step out on his four short legs and dive into the bushes not far away, trying to escape from the crime scene as soon as possible.

At this moment, a clear whistle came, and the thirteen hounds who heard the order immediately receded like a tide and gathered in front of the heroic goddess in hunting attire, whining excitedly and shaking their tails.

 Obviously, this goddess is a very dangerous character.

—One of the twelve main gods of Olympus, Artemis.

 So, Lorne's blood was boiling, and he really happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

 Finally, the two mixed-colored dogs that had taken the lead roared happily and rushed forward, one on the left and the other on the right, ready to take the lead.

 As his four feet stepped onto the solid ground again, Lorne almost screamed with excitement.

I am free!

But with a rustling sound, two golden long-antlered deer pulled a gorgeous chariot wrapped in gold and galloped from the bottom of the mountain.

 “Woof woof!”

At this moment, Lorne, who was trapped in a deep ditch and couldn't break free, could only hope that the remaining **** of agriculture in his body would be strong enough.

Since an unknown goddess was behind him, Lorne, who turned into a rabbit, did not dare to show off too much and could only use the ordinary rabbit's ability to escape.

Lorne raised the rabbit's head stiffly, and suddenly saw the hounds following the chariot from the bottom of the mountain, staring at him with bright eyes and sticking out their bright red tongues excitedly.

The next moment, three lop-eared dogs, two variegated dogs, a spotted dog, and seven very fast Spartan dogs filed out of the bushes and headed straight for the snow-white rabbit on the fallen leaves. .

Immediately, she jumped onto the chariot pulled by the two golden long-horned female deer. She took up the golden reins with her other hand and swung it gently.

 Because, once the virgin goddess who swears to be chaste discovers his human identity and is convicted of voyeurism and blasphemy, he will definitely get nothing good, no matter passively or actively.

In order to delay as much time as possible and find a gap to escape from the clutches of the devil, Lorne also stayed as quiet as possible, trying to slow down the digestion and absorption of the **** of agriculture.

 That's right…

Caught in the middle, Lorne not only failed to experience the so-called ultimate enjoyment, but suffered from it. The alarm bell in his head almost sounded like a buzzer, and the twelve-sided die on the altar also cheered. Trembling with pleasure.

At this time, as the limbs swayed, the two towering peaks continued to squeeze inward.

With the quiet and sweet teasing, a hanging plain hand picked up the long ears of the rabbit, recaptured it, and held it in his arms with one arm.

At this time, as the power of the **** of agriculture in his body became increasingly thinner, and with the deadly touch that kept rolling and squeezing throughout his body, Lorne couldn't help but wailed in his heart.

Fortunately, the lake was not far from the place where the clothes were stored. The goddess arrived at her destination within a few steps, and the little rabbit responsible for covering up her shame was finally released after serving her sentence.

However, before this feeling of happiness lasted for a few seconds, a series of converging gazes fell on him one after another, filled with greed and danger.

 If I remember correctly, one of his future little cousins ​​waded through this minefield for him.

It is said that Ottonavo, the princess of Thebes and another daughter of Cadmus, and the demigod hero Aristaeus, gave birth to a son named Actaeon.

Because his father loved hunting, Actaeon also fell in love with this sport. For this reason, he learned the secrets of hunting from the centaur and half-horse sage Chiron when he was young. After returning home, he became even more enthusiastic about it.

One day, he was hunting in the forest of the Kithelon Mountains. Due to the hot weather, he accidentally entered the Holy Land of Artemis in the Garphia Valley. He bumped into the goddess of hunting who was bathing in the pool.

Perhaps because he was young and energetic, Actaeon did not run away immediately. Instead, he was fascinated by Artemis's beauty and figure, and stared blankly at the naked goddess of hunting.

Suddenly, the offended Artemis cast a spell with a handful of lake water, turning Actaeon into a deer.

 Realizing that something was wrong, the young hunter fled in panic, but was treated as prey by the hounds he had brought into the mountains, torn into pieces, and died.

 With such a classic case, Lorne would not be able to return to his human form in front of this hunting goddess unless he had a brain twitch.

 But at this moment, even if he didn't want to, the remaining power of the God of Agriculture in his body could only last for just a quarter of an hour.

 Hurry, hurry!

 It seemed that Lorne's prayer had an effect, and the speeding golden chariot soon stopped outside the city of Knossos.

 Artemis loosened the reins, jumped off the chariot, and waved her hand casually back.

 Suddenly, two golden long-horned female deer and thirteen hounds of various colors, under the command of their master, turned around obediently and went back into the dense forest, waiting for the next dispatch.

Immediately, the goddess, who appeared like an ordinary hunter, stroked the soft and smooth little rabbit in her arms, walked into the city of Knossos under the night, and walked towards a certain house with a clear purpose.

 The closer he got to his destination, the harder Lorne's heart beat.

 Because this place was very familiar to him, it was Hestia's mansion.

He couldn't help but shudder when he thought about the scene where he exhausted all the power of the God of Saturn in his body and transformed in Artemis's arms, as well as the possible onlookers.

That picture is so beautiful.

　　A brief knock on the door sounded, and there was not much time left for Lorne to maintain his beast form.

As the door opened, Artemis saw the silver-haired and purple-eyed goddess appearing in front of her, and she was obviously stunned and a little surprised.

 “Are you there too?”

Chance!

Realizing that the hands holding him had loosened, the little rabbit, who was already on the verge of the limit of transformation, decisively rushed out of Artemis's arms, nimbly slipped into the crack of the door, then strenuously opened up its four short legs, and swooped into the backyard. Disappear into the shady nursery.

　　The sudden change made Artemis look stunned for a while.

 This was the first time that prey escaped from her grasp.

Especially, in front of this woman...

 “It seems that the goddess of hunting will also fail one day...”

 Athena in front of the door folded her arms, leaned aside, pursed her lips and smiled.

Artemis glanced at the goddess of wisdom blocking the door and hummed lightly.

“I think there is obviously something dirty here, which scared the little guy in my arms, and that's why he reacted so aggressively..."

The two goddesses looked at each other, their gazes met in the air, sparks faintly colliding.

After a brief confrontation, both sides, regardless of the winner, unanimously expressed their dislike for each other. “Tsk!”

 “Bang!”

 The almost simultaneous reactions of the two virgin goddesses had an inexplicable synchronicity amidst the vague opposition.

 In fact, although they are both virgin goddesses, they are different from Hestia who is indifferent to the world.

The remaining two goddesses are of the same generation and have similar strengths. They are also favored by the **** king Zeus, so they are inevitably compared with each other.

 Over time, although the two competitive goddesses maintained a familiar and close relationship in front of others, they naturally had some thoughts of competing behind their backs.

Athena in front of the door looked at Artemis, who was wearing a hunting suit. Her eyes passed over the exposed white skin, and finally landed on the shameful outline of the mountains on her chest, and she frowned inadvertently.

As if aware of each other's gaze, the Hunting Goddess stepped forward, almost face to face with Athena, further highlighting the nutritional gap between them, and reminded her with a smile.

"I'm here to see Aunt Hestia. Where is she?"

 “I don't know, I just arrived too.”

Athena glanced back and responded calmly.

I just came back from Mount Olympus. I wanted to treat myself to a hot meal, but when I walked in, there was no one at home, and I didn't know where they had gone.

But before he could take a closer look, an uninvited guest came to the door.

Not here?

  The two goddesses couldn't help but frown, subconsciously preparing to close their eyes and express their thoughts.

 “Are there guests?”

At this moment, a strange voice came into the front hall, and a handsome young man with a smile on his face was walking quickly from the backyard.

 He seemed to have just taken a shower, and his wet silver hair was tied back.

Hearing the familiar voice, Athena turned back first and frowned slightly.

"Where have you been?"

“Well, there was a little accident in the cellar in the backyard, let me clean it up.”

Lorne quickly explained with a smile on his face, then changed the topic and looked at the guests outside the door in surprise.

"you are…"

"do not move!"

However, before he could ask about the identity of the visitor, the hunting goddess in front of the door had eyes as sharp as arrows, shouted solemnly, squeezed through the door in one stride, and headed straight for Lorne.

 In an instant, the kind smile on Lorne's face froze, and his heart beat violently.

 Going to suffer!

 At the frantic warning of crisis, he twisted his hips reflexively.

 “Ahaha, what a cute dog, come on, let me hug you.”

At the critical moment, the hunting goddess passed directly past Lorne and came to the stairs. She intercepted the golden dog that was flying towards the original owner and stroked the supple dog head happily.

 “Wangwu…”

The golden dog fell into the clutches of the goddess. Sensing the surging divine will of the other party, he lay on the ground and did not dare to resist. He could only let out a pitiful low whine and desperately asked the owner beside him for help.

 I was so startled that I was scared to death!

At this moment, Lorne, whose blood pressure soared, realized that it was a false alarm. He looked at the goddess of hunting happily playing with her dog, ignored the screams of the golden retriever, and retracted the step behind Athena without leaving any trace.

There is no other way. If I really want to reveal my secret, I can only use my dear old sister as a shield.

 After all, this goddess of wisdom was the only one who could stop the furious Artemis.

However, before Lorne could catch his breath, Artemis, who was satisfied, reluctantly let go of the golden dog on the ground, letting it run towards its master, smiling apologetically at Lorne, and spoke softly.

 “I'm sorry, this kid is too cute, I couldn't hold it back just now.”

 “It doesn't matter, as long as you like it.”

At this moment, Lorne squeezed out a smile on his face, just wanting to distance himself from the hunting goddess as soon as possible.

 “Cynthia, just call me Cynthia...”

However, as if to express her apology for the blunder, the hunting goddess actually introduced her pseudonym and reached out her hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Lorne maintained his calm on the surface and gave a simple answer. He carefully held the fingertips of the goddess. After accepting the kindness of the release, he stepped forward again, wanting to get closer to Athena who could give him a sense of security.

 But one wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

“Wait a minute, what does it smell like on you?”

Before Lorne could step away, Artemis sniffed her nose and leaned forward curiously.

"smell good…"

"It's wine. I accidentally got some of it when I was cleaning the cellar just now. I didn't expect that the smell hasn't gone away after taking a shower."

Lorne, who was already harboring evil intentions, quickly threw out the evidence that he had forged in advance.

liquor?

 The two goddesses were slightly startled when they heard this new word.

 “Ah, butt, **** hurts a little...”

At this moment, vague murmurs came from the backyard, and a certain stove goddess crawled out of the cellar and groped her way to the front hall.

 Seeing Hestia appear in front of them, Artemis and Athena looked a little surprised.

 “Aunt? So you are here?”

“Huh? Artemis? And Athena? Why are you here?

Hestia raised her head and saw the two eldest nieces gathered here. They implemented the attributes of the self-destructing truck and directly called out Artemis's real name.

 For a moment, the Hunting Goddess, whose vest was revealed on the spot, felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

“Auntie, what's wrong with you?”

“Forget it, I accidentally drank a little too much, and not only did I sleep in the cellar for most of the day, but when I woke up, my whole body hurt, especially my butt.”

Hestia muttered and rubbed her buttocks that seemed to be plump, waving her hands feebly like a seriously ill patient.

“No, no, no, my throat is a little smokey, let me drink some water and sit down for a while.”

“I told you to drink less, but you didn't listen…”

Seeing that the thickest wind-blocking wall had finally arrived on the battlefield, Lorne intervened and stepped forward decisively. He helped Hestia to a chair nearby and thoughtfully poured him warm tea to sober up.

“Wine? A new drink? The one that's very popular in Knossos recently? Interesting…”

“It's actually something that can make even the gods drunk. It seems I have to have a taste today.”

As the new term was mentioned frequently, Athena and Artemis couldn't help but become interested.

"It wasn't me, it was Lorne who did it. If you want to drink, go to him."

Hestia did not take any credit, and directly pointed out the original inventor to her two nieces. She smacked her lips, and after a brief afterthought, she left a lingering comment.

“Although there are some side effects after drinking too much, it tastes really good and the experience after being drunk is quite interesting.”

Hearing the comments from the hearth goddess herself, Athena and Artemis became even more eager to give it a try, and their eyes invariably focused on something.

"It just so happens that there are still a few jars in the cellar. Please wait a moment. I will go get them. I will also make some dishes to go with the wine and entertain you."

Lorne immediately nodded understandingly, turned around and left the scene very politely, and went to prepare the drinks and dishes for the guests.

As he walked out of the front hall and stepped into the cellar again, the face that had maintained a smile from beginning to end finally burst out in the distortion of the joy of surviving the disaster.

Phew, what a danger!

This fatal crisis was finally avoided.

After calming down briefly, Lorne looked at the remaining seven jars of fruit wine in the cellar, and thought of the three virgins in the front hall, his eyes flickering.

By the way, this is a rare opportunity, how about getting them all drunk?

 (End of this chapter)

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