Chapter 391 Wait a minute, where is my husband? (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month)

In the evening, in the city of Thessaly.

Shops of all sizes were closed and blocked, revealing a desolate atmosphere; fully armed soldiers patrolled the streets, their shiny armor and swords reflecting the cold, scarlet light of the setting sun; the doors of every household were tightly closed, and there was no trace of stove fire in the houses...

As Loen walked on the road, he sensed a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

As the war was imminent, King Admetus, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties and protect his people as much as possible, used a teleportation magic circle to relocate the old and weak in the city to relatively safe city-states such as Sparta, Mycenae, and Corinth in advance.

Most of the vacated space was naturally reserved for a series of allied forces from various city-states, including soldiers, divine blood heroes, magicians, priests, etc. who came from afar.

Therefore, at this time, Thessaly concentrated half of the military forces of the entire Peloponnese, and could be said to be a veritable war fortress.

In this city, gods, heroes, and humans alike are all preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

Loen picked up the pen and crossed out the names of Chiron and Jason on the parchment scroll. He stopped in front of a familiar courtyard, looked at the familiar figures in the courtyard, and sighed with a complicated expression.

This is the last stop for today.

"Lord Luo En? Why are you here?"

"Yohoo, the God of Bacchus has arrived, welcome! Do you have any wine? Let me have a sip!"

In the courtyard, Helen and Katniss, who noticed the visitor outside the door, rushed out first. One of them greeted him excitedly and awkwardly, while the other asked for a gift without any hesitation.

"teacher!"

“Senior Brother!”

Atalanta and Medea in the room heard the noise. One put down the half-made magic arrow, and the other put away the bottles and jars on the table, and they rushed out in surprise.

Loen walked into the yard, glanced at the four female heroes in front of him, and greeted them with a smile.

"You're all here."

Atalanta, who was raised by Lorne, was the most sensitive.

"What? Do you want to talk to us?"

Loen nodded, unfolded the parchment in his hand, pointed at the four names marked in red on it, and asked in a deep voice.

"You all are going to go on this expedition?"

"Of course! How can I be left out of this kind of thing?"

Katniss pounded her chest and burst into hearty laughter.

Although Helen, Atalanta and Medea were not as outspoken as the former, they all nodded seriously, obviously after careful consideration.

"This mission is very dangerous!" Loen spoke subconsciously, repeating the reminder he hadn't figured out how many times today.

"We know." Atalanta looked at the sisters around her and answered firmly, "That's why we have to go. One more person may give us a better chance of success!"

Lorne pursed his lips and spoke as if possessed by a ghost.

"Can't you just stay?"

Atalanta was slightly stunned, then looked seriously at the allied commander in front of her and asked solemnly.

"Teacher, why?

Why can others charge forward while we have to hide behind the defense line? Do we deserve preferential treatment just because we are women? "

In silence, Loen opened his mouth and looked at his student who raised his head to ask him a question, and he was speechless for a moment.

Finally, he sighed and looked at his beloved disciple with a wry smile.

"I don't remember you being so eloquent."

"It's all because of your good teaching!"

Atalanta winked and smiled, uttering something that was either a compliment or a mockery.

Luo En was choked and rolled his eyes. He looked at the other three people with a dark face.

"You guys too? Are you all determined to go?"

"You want me to quit? Unless you kick out all the rubbish on the list who can't beat me first!"

Katniss displayed the gun and shield in his hand and spoke proudly.

"Same here! If other spellcasters want to go, they have to beat me in witchcraft!"

Medea on the side waved her hands proudly and made the request with a smile.

Helen, wearing the Virgo vestment, answered in a much quieter and calmer manner.

"Although I am a woman, my divine skills are definitely not inferior to those male priests on the list. I will definitely be able to help you when the time comes."

Seeing the four people expressing their attitudes one after another, Loen suddenly felt a headache.

These four either have the favor of the main god, or have direct divine blood, or are incredibly talented. If we really talk about strength, the people who are left on the list may not even be able to gather around a mahjong table.

In desperation, he had to express his selfish motives.

"Well, to be honest, I don't want to take any chances with you."

"Teacher, we understand your intentions, but this is a war! A war that belongs to every god and every human!"

Atalanta retorted solemnly. Her words were powerful.

"If you live in peace and comfort, you will have nowhere to live. Only by fighting to the death can you survive in blood! Before the identity labels of women and the people you care about, we are still warriors! We are still heroes! If even strong people like us choose to retreat because of our own lives, why should we let the weak sacrifice for us? This is unfair!"

"Well said!"

Before Loen could respond, there was a burst of excited applause from outside the door.

Then, a charming goddess wearing a light gauze and a golden belt around her waist rushed into the courtyard, looked at the four heroines who were fighting in the courtyard again and again, and praised them loudly.

"This is what we women should be like in war! Women should stay away from this bullshit war! We are women, but we are no worse than men! What men can do, we can do too!"

Looking at the goddess in front of him who is in charge of love and beauty and also has some war duties, Loen's face turned dark.

"Aphrodite, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing to do, just strolling around."

Aphrodite replied casually, her gaze still fixed on Atalanta and the other three, and her eyes gradually became more heated.

She is a woman of temperament. She will help those she likes regardless of the consequences, and will retaliate against those she hates regardless of the consequences.

The four people in front of her really made her like them more and more, and she even had an urge to become sisters with these four female heroes on the spot.

Therefore, she could not help but stand with Atalanta and the other four and confess to the Allied commander who was approved by a responsible person.

"Loen, I think they are right. What men can do, we women can do too! In a war of life and death, no side should be given preferential treatment because of gender or identity!"

Hearing the support of the Goddess of Love, the four heroines became more confident and stared forward together.

Looking at those stubborn and proud faces, Loen felt filled with emotion.

It's really ironic.

According to the original legend, each of them had amazing gifts and talents, but in the end they all chose to compromise with fate and depend on men.

But the result is——

Medea was abandoned by her husband and deserted by her friends and relatives; Helen was blamed for starting the war and was called "the source of trouble";

Atalanta was cursed by her suitors and turned into a lion; Katniss was defiled by the sea god and eventually became disgusted with her female identity and turned into a man...

Obviously, submitting to men's choices did not lead them to an easy path.

This time, they no longer seek protection from the opposite sex, but choose to make themselves strong.

After thinking for a long time, Loen nodded slowly.

"Okay, I agree to your joining."

Upon hearing this, the women were overjoyed and came forward to give the sensible Allied commander a big hug.

"Wait a minute!" Luo En stopped the four female heroes who were surrounding him with a stern face. Seeing their worried expressions, he couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, I'm not changing my mind. I just want to ask if there is anything you want before you set off. Maybe I can satisfy you. These are my farewell gifts to you."

Upon hearing this, the heroines breathed a sigh of relief, and then enthusiastically put forward their requests one by one.

"Ambrosia! I want to drink my fill!" Katniss swallowed, her eyes shining.

"The magic books in the Temple of Memory! I want all 103,000 copies!" Medea stroked the staff with a look of longing.

"Arrows! It would be best if they were made by the God of Craftsmanship! They will be useful on the road!" Atalanta answered calmly and most rationally.

Lorne nodded one by one to show his agreement.

When it was Helen's turn, she hesitated for a long time and couldn't make up her mind.

Loen looked at the little Spartan princess with a smile and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Don't be nervous, just tell me what you want, I will do my best to help you achieve it."

Gentle words entered her ears. Helen looked at the gentle smiling face in front of her. A strong impulse suddenly arose in her heart. An unprecedented desire broke through the closed door of her heart and turned into a loud appeal.

"I want to marry you!"

"puff!"

Loen's body trembled, and he immediately spat out the fruit wine he had just drunk.

"W-what?"

"I want to marry you!"

Helen reiterated, her eyes becoming more eager and determined.

“This is what I’ve always dreamed of.”

Just when Ron's scalp was tingling and he didn't know how to answer, Katniss next to him slapped her thigh and suddenly realized.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that! If I marry you, won't I be able to drink whatever wine I want in the future?"

Soon, Katniss' words also reminded Medea and Atalanta on both sides.

——That’s right, senior brother’s mind not only contains the magic book of the Temple of Memory, but also the essence of the magic of the goddess of magic Athena and the goddess of witchcraft Hecate!

——That’s right, the things in the teacher’s small treasury are both numerous and of good quality, even the God of Craftsmen has to listen to him!

So, if we take him down, won’t we have everything?

Helen is a woman who usually pretends to be innocent, but her true nature is revealed at the critical moment. What a female vixen!

The three heroines raised their hands at the same time while denouncing one of their best friends for being cunning.

"We're getting married too!"

Luo En, who had finally managed to catch his breath, coughed violently again, secretly complaining in his heart

I let you make demands, not dream!

"Let's get married! I'll be your witness!"

Aphrodite, who was standing next to him, was infected by the warm atmosphere and couldn't help but join in the fun with great interest.

"When is the wedding?"

"How about tomorrow morning? If we hurry, we should still be in time." The gentle suggestion came, clear and gentle.

"It's settled! Let's go and check it out..."

Aphrodite's voice suddenly stopped, and she followed the crowd's gaze to look at Thetis who was smiling at the door, and her expression froze.

At this moment, Luo En, who was sandwiched between a group of beautiful girls, was sweating profusely and felt like crying but had no tears.

This time, I am really innocent!

(End of this chapter)