Chapter 82 I don’t agree with this marriage!

The next day, early in the morning, inside 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 silently waiting for the result patiently, and the atmosphere gradually became a little dull.

But after all, she was forced to do something she had no choice but to do. After a moment, the stove goddess shook her head in frustration.

“It’s difficult…”

Princess Ariadne still refused to give up after hearing this.

"Is there really no other way? Please think about it again!"

Hestia sighed, muttering helplessly while revealing a helpless expression.

"My divine blood is almost burnt out, and my soul is close to withering. I can only barely hold on thanks to the vitality that has not been consumed in my body. There is nothing I can do."

"But……"

Princess Ariadne was about to speak again, but King Minos, who looked older than yesterday, coughed lightly and interrupted her daughter's questioning.

"Don't say any more. All mortals will die one day. I know my body well. It's the goddess' mercy that I can hold on until now. There's no need to waste time on this."

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

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

Hestia, who felt a little guilty for not being able to help, immediately nodded and promised: "No problem, I will find a way to help you recuperate. As long as you don't fight with others, you can definitely live peacefully for a few months!"

Hearing this seemingly regretful answer, King Minos breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both amused and helpless.

He had already prepared himself to not be able to survive even seven days, but he didn't expect that he would still live for several months.

Now, the time left for him to prepare was so ample that it was overwhelming.

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

I had originally thought of resolving this matter before letting it go, but now it seems that I can only do as that evil creature said and leave the problem to future generations.

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

"I have an unwelcome request. I want you to be the new king of Crete!"

Hearing this sudden entrustment, Loen's eyelids twitched unconsciously, and he quickly coughed and declined.

"Well, this is not good, I don't understand anything..."

"To be appreciated by the goddess and to be able to handle various difficult problems with ease, this can't be said to be ignorant."

"If I fail to live up to your expectations..."

"No, judging from your handling of these crises, you will do better than me and be more suitable for this position!"

King Minos on the bed retorted seriously and looked at Lorne in front of him with more admiration.

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

Do you really have to be so naive?

I just want to play as a support and get some points, I didn't say I want to be the main C and withstand pressure.

Seeing that the other side was determined to drag him onto this pirate ship against the wind, Loen simply made up his mind and came up with a more legitimate reason.

"I am just a foreigner, it is not convenient for me to meddle in the Minoan family affairs. Besides, the princes are still alive, so why not let them..."

"If it's just because of your identity, then there's no problem at all!"

Hearing this, King Minos, who had been a little depressed, immediately showed an expression of satisfaction. He immediately grabbed his daughter's hand, put it in Loen's palm, and spoke seriously.

"As long as you marry Ariadne and become my son-in-law, you will naturally be eligible to inherit the throne! No one will say anything, and when you give birth to heirs, the heir to the throne will still be of Minoan blood!"

"puff!"

After hearing this brilliant idea to solve this dilemma, Loen immediately spat out the water he had just drunk and couldn't help coughing violently.

Brother, you're just going to give your niece away like this?!

"no!"

Before he could speak, two voices, one big and one small, rang out at the same time.

Um?

Suddenly, King Minos, Lorne and Ariadne, who were still pulling each other, turned back in confusion and focused their eyes on the two people who were protesting.

Under the six strange gazes, a petite figure slid smoothly behind Hestia and pushed the wind-blocking stove goddess in front.

"Well, what I mean is..."

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

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

"Yeah, that's right! The goddess will be very angry!"

At this time, little Medusa also poked her head out from behind Hestia and nodded repeatedly.

After hearing the solemn assurance of the envoy of God, King Minos, who believed it to be true, could not help but hesitate.

Seeing this, Hestia struck while the iron was hot, patted her chest, and took on a lot of responsibilities.

"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 tensed her face again, and followed closely to cooperate with the opponent to perform a combination of skills.

Finally, after repeated persuasion from the two, King Minos slightly gave up the idea.

"That's right. It's really disrespectful to be so impatient. Let's wait until the goddess returns before formally asking her for instructions..."

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

"but……"

However, with the appearance of the turning point, the two of them once again felt their hearts in their throats.

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

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

"Even if he doesn't have to take over, I can still help you share the burden, right? Anna is the goddess's messenger, and he is Anna's brother and the one favored by the goddess. As long as everything is in the goddess's will, whether it is private or official, it is the best arrangement. With your nod, no one will disobey!

Besides, now that things have come to this, he is done for!"

After hearing the clearly articulated argument, Loen looked at the stove goddess who was talking in front of the bed, and couldn't help but look surprised.

Isn't she suffering from intermittent brain stem deficiency? When did intelligence take over?

At this time, King Minos on the bed was also persuaded and made the decision immediately.

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

As he spoke, the old man looked at his daughter solemnly and gave her a serious instruction.

"Ariadne, during this time, you will stay by the side of the Secretary and follow his instructions. This is the man chosen by the goddess for Crete. You must treat him with respect as if you were serving the goddess!"

"Good father!"

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

"Then I will go get the things that need to be handed over and the files that need to be processed for the clerk to review."

"I'll help too!"

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

Soon, the noisy bedroom became eerily quiet.

In a blink of an eye, Loen, who had been promoted to the uncrowned king of Crete and the reserve son-in-law of King Minos, looked dimly at someone who was adding fuel to the flames.

Hestia's head shrank, and the smile on her face gradually became stiff. She looked with resentment at the two figures walking away from the gate, muttering in annoyance in her heart.

Damn, I'm running too slow...

(End of this chapter)