Chapter 338 Is it hard enough? Hard! Super hard! (4.2k)

An hour later, Penthesilea and the other Amazon warriors woke up slowly, feeling sore all over. However, they were still too dizzy and weak to move, and could only lie on the ground and gasp for air.

Seeing that her sisters were glaring with anger and were about to cause trouble for someone again after their injuries healed, Hippolyta came to the crowd and tried to clarify the misunderstanding.

However, these Amazon warriors were indeed the descendants of the god of war Ares, each one more stubborn than the other, and they were deeply skeptical of Hippolyta's statement, especially the part where Artemis came to help.

In desperation, Hippolyta could only sketch out last night's necromancy ritual on the ground, hoping to summon the goddess Artemis to testify.

The Virgin Goddess did not appear in the magic circle diagram, only some vague instructions were given.

"Well, that's pretty much it. Just follow Hippolyta's arrangements."

Although the Amazon warriors were a little confused about the specific situation, they still nodded obediently and accepted the goddess' oracle.

Penthesilea couldn't wait to take off the crown that bound her hair and put it back on Hippolyta's head.

As the familiar feeling returned, the Amazon Queen, who had only been on duty for a few days, felt relieved and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

On the one hand, due to her personality, she really had no interest in the position of queen;

On the other hand, she once committed a sin accidentally while hunting wild deer, accidentally injuring her sister Hippolyta and almost killing her, so she always felt that she owed her sister something.

Now that she has been able to successfully redeem her sister's freedom and lead her sisters to welcome her as queen again, it can alleviate her sense of guilt to some extent.

Penthesilea, in a good mood, stood up and brushed the dust off her clothes. She looked around at the person involved as if he were an animal, and muttered half indignantly and half in dissatisfaction.

"Although he's a little short, looks frail, and has a sissy look, but Hippolyta and the goddess have both agreed, so I'll just use him."

Loen looked at his sister-in-law and aunt who was criticizing him, veins on his forehead bulged, and he immediately slapped Penthesilea on the butt, which was obviously a size bigger than that of other Amazon warriors.

“Ouch!”

Suddenly, a needle-like pain came over her, and Penthesilea felt as if she was sitting on a cactus. She let out a high-pitched scream, her heroic features twisted into a ball, and a few crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm praising you for what you said."

Loen smiled and spoke, slightly bending his crossed fingers in front of his chest, causing the joints to make crackling sounds.

"Don't stop. Keep talking about what you have to say about me. I love to hear it..."

Seeing the kind-faced man humbly asking for advice from her, Penthesilea felt her pores burst for no reason, and the chilly wind went straight into her bones and internal organs. She suddenly felt weak in her heart and answered with a dry cough.

"No, no, you are a good person, we agree on this."

Seeing that this ruffian was finally subdued by him, Loen nodded with satisfaction and casually untied the magic barrier covering the courtyard.

The surging magic and thick smoke filled the air, waking up Katniss, Medea and Helen who were fast asleep. They immediately rushed out of the bedroom fully armed.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, just sparring with my Amazon friends who came to visit."

Loen waved his hand and smiled to save the reputation of the Amazon warriors in the courtyard.

Then, looking at the three people who spontaneously formed a formation and entered a state of alert, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Although they are a little immature in terms of strength and experience, they are generally worth improving, and it is worth it for me to give them three pieces of holy clothes with huge potential.

After all, the three sets of Dragon, Virgo, and Phoenix holy clothes in memory can all evolve into the ultimate versions of the Golden God Cloth. It would be such a waste if they fell into the hands of incompetent people.

Discuss?

Looking at the bruised and battered Amazon female warriors on the field, the three men understood what was going on and immediately lifted their guard.

The three holy garments instantly turned into wisps of starlight, each condensing into a small and exquisite pendant and tied around their necks.

However, when she saw the three's beautiful faces and figures, Penthesilea immediately looked suspicious.

"Are you tough enough to serve so many people? What if Hippolyta can't get pregnant? Wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"puff!"

Loen's body shook and he immediately spat out the mead he had just drunk.

Although I know that the Amazon tribe is a matriarchal clan, they are not shy about talking about gender.

But there's no need to say this in public, right?

Moreover, you can question my character, but you cannot question my ability!

Don’t even mention three, even if there are thirty of them, let’s see which side will be the one to fall in the end!

As if sensing someone's resentment, a hand patted Loen's shoulder heavily, seriously clarifying the matter on behalf of the person involved.

"Don't worry, it's harder than iron, and it hurts me every night!"

"puff!!"

The wine that Lorne had poured into his mouth to calm himself down, was sprayed out again, and he looked resentfully at his big-breasted brother Katniss, who looked very confident.

I really want to thank you and your ancestors for guaranteeing me like this!

"It sounds plausible, but since he's with my sister, even if he's a trophy of our Amazon tribe, we should let him go back to the Amazon military camp with us and cooperate with Hippolyta to complete the rebirth ritual."

"You wish! This is a guest from Thessaly. If he wants to take my brother away, he should ask my gun first if it agrees! Besides, who in Greece doesn't know what kind of people you Amazons are? Will a man who falls into your hands have a good end?"

"Want to fight?"

"Hit me if you want!"

At this moment, Medea looked at Caenis and Penthesilea who were ready to fight on the field, as well as Hippolyta with a flushed face on the periphery, and she clenched her fists and gnashed her teeth.

These female vixens bypassed her supervision and not only succeeded in having sex, they even thought of kidnapping her senior brother and collectively ravaging him. How despicable!

It was all Helen's fault that she was such a fool and had to fight with her. Otherwise, she could have stayed by her brother's side and would not have let him suffer such humiliation!

Helen, who was standing aside, was totally unaware of the resentment of the plastic sisters around her. She just looked at Katniss and Hippolyta with flickering eyes.

How dare you treat that adult like this.

Disrespectful! This is disrespectful!

We must find a way to stamp out this unhealthy trend and restore the atmosphere in the courtyard to its original purity.

As the atmosphere became tense, many women with complicated thoughts looked at each other. Undercurrents surged on the field. Loen, who was in the center of the storm, felt like a thorn in his back and his scalp was tingling.

"Ah? You're all here?"

Just as Loen was thinking about how to mediate, a surprised voice came from outside the door.

Loen looked carefully and found that the people coming were the twin brothers and Telamon. He couldn't help but greet them with a smile on his face.

"What's up?"

"Well, His Majesty the King has already set up a banquet in the palace and would like to invite you all to come in for a chat."

Telamon spoke in a deep voice with a humble and simple smile on his face.

Katniss scratched her head in confusion when she heard this.

"Didn't he just eat a few days ago? Is Admetus hungry again?"

"At the banquet, His Majesty would like to hear your suggestions on how to completely solve the problem of the Guigantes harassing the city."

Telamon automatically filtered out Katniss's disrespectful address to the King of Thessaly and explained with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Luo En's eyes were filled with thought.

The previous banquet was a group celebration, and in principle, there was no distinction between high and low status; but this time the invitation was more like an internal meeting of the top leaders, and only the heroes and leaders of forces who could influence the outcome of the war should be eligible to attend the banquet.

After taking a look at the women in the yard staring at each other, Loen stepped over the threshold without hesitation and agreed eagerly.

"Since His Majesty the King has invited me so kindly, I must go. Please lead the way."

The noise these tigresses made when they got together was giving him a headache. Instead of watching them fight here, he might as well go to the palace and have some quiet time.

Moreover, as long as a few key figures leave, neither verbal battles nor group fights should be able to break out.

"Let's go too!"

Sure enough, seeing Ron leave, Medea and Helen followed without thinking.

Hippolyta ordered Penthesilea to take the Amazon warriors back to the base, and she went to the banquet alone.

My hot-tempered elder sister had just been beaten up and was in a bad mood. In order to prevent her from getting into trouble, it would be better to let her go back to the base to rest.

Led by Telamon, the four of them boarded the bronze carriage covered with soft animal skins one after another and entered the palace unimpeded.

When they walked into the gathering hall, they found that in addition to the more familiar Hercules, there were four other figures sitting at the table.

One is a young man wearing a black cloak, with short purple hair and golden eyes, with a gloomy and heroic temperament.

He sat next to Hercules, looking weak and slender compared to the future Hercules.

Lorne narrowed his eyes and asked in a nonchalant manner.

"Who is that?"

"Hylas, a close follower of Hercules." Telamon explained with a teasing smile on his rough face, "He had an accident on the road and was accidentally captured by a water fairy. He just escaped from the nymph's cave and came to the royal city to meet Hercules."

In view of the tough folk customs of the Greek gods, the water fairy obviously took a fancy to the handsome young man in front of her and wanted to pull him into her cave to accomplish her wish.

In Loen's impression, Hercules did have a close follower named Hylas. He was favored by the water nymph because of his good looks. When he was fetching water, he was dragged into the water by the nymph and drowned, with his soul imprisoned by her side.

Hercules was so heartbroken that he even interrupted the trial for a time.

Because Xulas was not only his close follower, but also his adopted son and lover.

That’s right, this future Hercules brother has inherited the fine tradition of his father Zeus, a two-way plug that is not picky about sex, and is popular with both men and women...

Thinking of these extraordinary relatives at home, Loen once again felt how noble his character was and how pure his heart was. He stared at the handsome young man with purple hair sitting next to Hercules.

Although he was sitting at the lower seat, Heralax, who was in a superior position, would look at this "Xuras" from time to time, and his attitude was even a little respectful.

Through careful observation, Loen vaguely felt that Hercules at this moment was not like a father facing his adopted son and followers, but more like a child facing his teacher.

Besides, the real Xu La Si is not capable of surviving the water nymph.

Thinking back to the time when the younger brother came to him last night to return the holy garment, Loen narrowed his eyes and looked at the handsome young man with purple hair. He had already made up his mind.

——Zeus’s people.

As if he had noticed something, the purple-haired young man subconsciously raised his head.

Lorne looked away as if nothing had happened and looked at the other three people in the hall.

He was more familiar with these three, namely the mermaid prince Triton, whom he had met several times before, and the two mecha gods beside him.

At this time, Triton was sitting with them opposite Hercules, talking and laughing with King Admetus who came to toast him.

"That's not right, why are these guys here too?"

Katniss, who was standing aside, looked at the three people from the Sea God Temple who were at odds with her with a bad face, and asked the question in her heart on behalf of Loen.

"Admetus wouldn't be so confused as to agree to Poseidon's request, would he?"

"Of course not."

Telamon shook his head and clarified for his king.

"They are here to negotiate peace. They say they want to thank Your Majesty for the courtesy you showed to the Sea King when he was serving his sentence. The Sea God Temple is willing to help Thessaly fight against the Guigantes. As long as you don't forget to offer sacrifices to Poseidon after the matter is accomplished."

Generally speaking, people's beliefs in gods are divided into two types.

One is a fixed belief relationship, which requires building a temple for the god and lifelong worship, which is a long-term contract; the other is receiving the favor of the god, which requires prayers and sacrifices afterwards to repay the favor, which is a short-term contract.

The Temple of Poseidon's intention this time is obviously to allow Thessaly to cooperate in the second way.

By offering a sacrifice, they can get the help of the Temple of Poseidon. No matter how you look at this deal, Thessaly will gain the upper hand.

but……

"Can that old man Poseidon hold his fart properly?"

Katniss glanced at the three people from Poseidon in the hall, her face full of disbelief.

"I think we should tell Admetus to be careful and not let him get sold out."

Telamon heard this and reluctantly began to explain.

"Your Majesty certainly knows that Poseidon Temple has other intentions for making concessions on its own initiative, but the other party has brought something that Thessaly cannot refuse."

"What?"

"Orichalcum! Tons of it! Enough to mix with stone to build a steel fortress for Thessaly!"

Telamon spoke solemnly, explaining to everyone while taking out the manuscript sketch he had prepared in advance and handing it to the allies in front of him.

"Once this thing is built, Thessaly will be able to stand firm even in the face of the rumbling of the Geogantes giant, and more citizens will be spared. So considering this, His Majesty agreed to the joining of the Temple of Poseidon, and entrusted me to explain the reason to you. I hope you can understand His Majesty's difficulties, put aside your prejudices for the time being, and jointly deal with the crisis in Thessaly."

Although everyone knew that the Temple of Poseidon was involved, it was obvious that they had no good intentions.

But after all, the giants' fighting power is extraordinary, and their numbers are large. Last time, the main force had not yet appeared, and they only sent out a well-known Antaeus, and they almost took over Thessaly.

For the sake of the overall situation, Thessaly had no choice but to seize the olive branch extended by the Temple of Poseidon.

For the sake of King Admetus, everyone nodded and accepted the established fact. They calmed themselves down and followed Telamon into the hall.

(End of this chapter)