Chapter 151: The Sacred Cloth and the Holy Grail
As the trial of Poseidon was about to begin, the main gods, who were busy loving each other, entered the great temple one after another and took their seats.
However, seeing the unfamiliar faces around Athena appear in the hall, several main gods couldn't help but frown.
"This is Aunt Hestia's servant god, responsible for attending the divine council on her behalf. Aunt Hestia just moved to a new home recently and is also researching recipes, so she can't spare the time."
Athena explained with a faint smile. Upon hearing this, the gods couldn't help but smile knowingly, and their slightly tense expressions relaxed.
Throwing things to subordinates and hiding away for peace and quiet is indeed what the stove goddess would do.
Realizing the importance of the subordinate god in Hestia's heart, the gods present smiled and nodded, showing a hint of kindness to Lorne.
Loen also smiled in response, put himself in the right position as God, and lowered his posture to respond.
Such knowledgeable and interesting behavior made the main gods sitting at the same table in a good mood, and they also liked the new recruits more.
After all, their kindness was shown to the goddess of the hearth, not to really befriend the servant god.
But Artemis was very happy to hear the news.
If Lorne could attend the meeting on behalf of Aunt Hestia, it would mean that she and her lover would have more frequent contact and more ways to be together openly.
It’s just that some are happy and some are sad.
A certain god of light and prophecy was obviously not happy about Lorne's joining. Although he still maintained an elegant smile on his handsome face, strong disgust had already filled the depths of his eyes.
My aunt actually gave up her authority to him? He was just a newly promoted subordinate god!
Apollo felt even more upset when he thought that the person he was pursuing actually valued the guy in front of him so much.
Fortunately, the gods' noisy discussions were soon interrupted by the solemn thunder in the great temple.
For a moment, all the gods hurriedly shut their mouths and returned to their positions. The hall was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
However, after waiting for a while, the King of Olympus still did not come out to preside over the situation and announce the start of the trial.
Even the Queen of Heaven Hera was absent.
Suddenly, the gods had a bad feeling in their hearts.
And sure enough, accompanied by a light cough in the corner, Hermes with a pair of black eyes stood up from his seat, walked to the center of the temple, and announced with a dry laugh.
"Father God has been busy with trivial matters recently, so the trial will be postponed for now. You can all go back first."
As soon as these words were spoken, the gods immediately understood the implicit meaning, and each of them acted as if they were used to it, and stood up and left one after another.
There is no need to ask, His Majesty the Divine King is definitely out having an affair again.
And Hera, the Queen of Heaven, who heard the news, was probably on her way to catch the adulterer.
The long-awaited trial turned out to be such an anticlimactic scene, and Loen was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
As the figures in the Great Temple gradually dwindled, he also learned from the questioning of Hermes by several main gods about Zeus's affair partner - Antiope, the princess of Thebes.
At night, the main gods also left the great temple one after another and returned to their respective sanctuaries.
As Hestia's spokesperson, Lorne naturally lived in the temple of the hearth goddess.
Thanks to Athena, who was in charge of the management, who often sent people to take care of the place, the furnishings inside were clean and tidy, which saved Loen a lot of effort.
As soon as he sat down and closed the door, Loen took out the paper and pen he carried with him from the magic circle diagram and made a series of summaries and generalizations of what he had seen and heard during the day.
This is a good habit he developed since his student days.
Antiope, Princess of Thebes, is it the seventh one?
After writing the name on the paper, Luo En's eyes were filled with thought.
According to the prophecy of fate, Zeus will successively marry with twelve mortal lovers, give birth to divine sons, let his bloodline rule the nations of the earth, and consolidate his royal power.
In order, they are:
First, he indulged himself in the heifer Io, and gave birth to his son Epaphus, who ruled Egypt;
Second, he turned into a bull and abducted Europa, giving birth to two sons, Rhadamanthys and Minos, who ruled the islands of Crete.
third, Pluto, the bride of the supreme ruler of Olympus;
Fourth, she turned into golden rain and became Danae's bedmate, giving birth to the demigod hero Perseus;
Fifth, he entered into a fiery marriage with Semele, which gave birth to the god of wine, Dionysus;
Sixth, he transformed into a condor to abduct Aegina and gave birth to Aeacus, the last judge of the underworld and the original grandfather of the great hero Achilles;
Seventh, he pretended to be a satyr and possessed Antiope, giving birth to two sons, Amphion and Zeus.
Eighth, the transformed swan possessed Leda and gave birth to the famous beauty Helen;
Ninth, the transformed noble stallion pursues Dia;
Tenth, he blessed Alcmene for three days and three nights, and gave birth to the great hero Hercules;
Eleventh, married Laodamia, gave birth to Sarpedon, became king of Lycia, and became a staunch ally of the Trojans in the Trojan War;
Twelfth, seducing Olympias and giving birth to Alexander the Great...
The reason why he cares about these is that based on the above clues, Loen can roughly calculate the order in which some things will develop.
At present, the entire world of the Age of Gods is still in the early stages of coexistence between humans and gods, and there is still a long time before the events he is familiar with, such as the [Argo Expedition], [Twelve Trials], [Calydonian Hunt], [Trojan War], etc.
In other words, he could take advantage of the time when Zeus was having an affair to slowly prepare and turn the development of things in a direction that was favorable to him.
The two battles of Crete gave him two divine incarnations.
Now that he was with this group of relatives day and night, he estimated that as long as he did a few more things, the remaining ten gaps would be filled quickly.
By the way, Zeus is not here, who should be the first target?
Just as Lorne was thinking to himself, there was a gentle knock on the door.
He immediately and cautiously stuffed the paper and pen into the magic circle, and after cleaning up the scene, he opened the door.
Athena, wearing a plain long dress, stood quietly outside the door.
"Come with me."
Without waiting for Loen's response, he was pulled out of the room, and after several turns, he entered a fiery red temple.
As soon as he stepped in, a scorching air wave hit him in the face, and a series of crisp knocking sounds came from the forging table in front that was engraved with secret texts.
Hephaestus, the god of fire, wearing an animal skin apron and with his upper body naked, was holding a forging hammer and hammering the metal embryo that had just taken shape, while ordering several metal men to blow air for him to increase the firepower.
These metal men are the same size as normal humans, their movements are steady yet agile, and they are extremely obedient.
If he hadn't known that he was in the Age of Gods, Loen would have thought he had entered a science fiction world.
At this moment, sensing a familiar breath approaching, Hephaestus immediately stopped the forging work in his hands, wiped his hands on his apron, looked back, and his rough face was full of smiles.
"Athena? Why are you here? Are you here for the 88 sets of divine tools that can be given to mortals?"
Then, Hephaestus glanced at the metal embryo that had just taken shape on the forging table and the few pieces of mountain copper waste in the corner, and couldn't help scratching his head, feeling a little embarrassed and awkward.
"I'm sorry, the number of orders is a bit too large, and many of the designs are too idealistic. So far, only three sets have been completed. I still need to think about the rest."
As he spoke, the God of Forging ordered the metal man beside him to open the basement and move out three half-man-high golden metal boxes.
The star map drawn on the outside of the box corresponds one by one to the constellations of Olympus, and an aura of grandeur, sharpness, or obscurity permeates it.
As one of the metal men pressed the mechanism in the center of the box, a sound of metal friction was heard, and the entire metal box automatically broke apart, splitting into multiple parts such as breastplate, armrests, skirt armor, and crown, and automatically flew to the metal man's body and merged with it to form a full set of armor.
Looking at the scene in front of him and the gorgeous armor that was exactly the same as in his impression, Loen's gaze passed over the familiar stack of manuscripts on the table, and he was full of admiration for this unprepossessing, even ugly god of forging in front of him.
This guy actually made the divine cloth! Awesome!
That’s right, the design manuscripts of these things were written by Loen.
Athena had obtained a large amount of materials from the Temple of Poseidon in order to create a batch of divine tools to enhance the strength of her warriors in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of Crete.
After he received the news, he volunteered to participate in the design of each set of armor, and proposed combining the magic circle inside the armor with the star map to attract the power of the stars and amplify the user.
As the goddess of wisdom who is good at accepting new things, Athena naturally agreed, and even worked with Loen to perfect the initial design.
After several modifications by Athena and the practice of Hephaestus, the sacred cloth that originally existed in Loen's fantasy was actually gradually realized.
And when the metal man wearing the sacred cloth burst out with a combat power several times greater than before, Athena nodded with satisfaction. She first praised her friend's forging skills, then waved her hand to put the three metal boxes into the opened magic array, and spoke with a smile.
"There is no rush for the sacred garment. I want you to take some time to help him make a sacred tool."
As she spoke, Athena pointed at Ron behind her and told him the purpose of her visit tonight.
Hephaestus looked embarrassed when he heard this.
"It's fine if we give divine weapons to mortals, but if we want to forge weapons for the gods, then the Father God..."
When Loen saw the look Athena gave him, he immediately understood and took out the bird feather from Thetis from the magic circle and handed it to Hephaestus.
But the moment he saw the feather and sensed the familiar scent on it, Hephaestus' expression became serious. He stopped refusing and looked at Lorne seriously.
The God of Craftsman stayed on that handsome face for a few seconds, seemed to realize something, and then tried to force a kind smile on his rough face, and his attitude became inexplicably friendly.
"Little brother, tell me, what kind of divine tool do you want me to make for you? I will do my best to help you!"
Hearing Hephaestus's promise to take on a big responsibility, Loen unceremoniously showed him the design drawings he had prepared and handed them over to this god of craftsmanship with superb craftsmanship.
"This? Are you sure?"
Hephaestus, who had a serious expression on his face, looked surprised after taking the manuscript and looking at it for a moment.
This is a huge wide-mouthed cup, the whole body of which is golden in color, with strange runes decorated on the edges. The pure gold base of the cup is inlaid with 28 pearls, 2 rubies and 2 emeralds.
According to the visual inspection of the craftsman, the cup body is 5.5 cm high, 9.5 cm in diameter, and 3 mm thick. Including the base, the cup is 17 cm high and 14.5 cm wide...
So, a wine glass?
He thought that Athena brought this little guy to see him late at night and took out the token of her adoptive mother Thetis. She wanted to cast some dangerous object, and he had already thought of an excuse to make it up later.
The result, that’s it?
For a moment, Hephaestus was puzzled, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at the person in front of him was a little weird.
In the firelight, Loen smiled shyly and began to explain.
"My priesthood is the god of wine..."
"Oh, I see."
Hephaestus suddenly realized, and the last bit of vigilance in his heart disappeared.
After all this time, they just came up with a way to make a wine pouring vessel.
Dionysus?
Hephaestus took a quick look at the young and immature new god in front of him, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Olympus has several servant gods every year, and they are probably useless wastes.
Forget it, just return the favor, the rest has nothing to do with me.
Hephaestus was too lazy to think too much. After asking the client in detail about his requirements for the forging of this wine vessel, he sent the two away with an attitude of striving for perfection, closed the door, and devoted himself to the forging of the new artifact.
Looking at the fiery red temple with its door locked, Loen couldn't help but shook his head.
According to Athena, Hephaestus's seclusion will last at least ten days to half a month.
No wonder the bus that serves his family is always full every day, and he doesn’t even know about it.
Loen teased secretly, followed Athena and bypassed the Palace of Eros where the faint sounds of men and women breathing could be heard, and then parted ways in front of the door of Hestia's temple.
Watching the goddess of wisdom walk away, Loen yawned, opened the door, walked into the bedroom, and prepared to experience his first night in Olympus.
However, the moment he lifted the quilt, a large area of tempting white came into view. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and looked at the white and tender lamb on the bed.
"Artemis?"
(End of this chapter)
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