Chapter 196 Circe's Suffering Day (4k)
Sisyphus was the builder and king of Corinth. According to legend, he once kidnapped the god of death and eliminated death from the world.
So, if nothing unexpected happens, that guy should be the culprit of this kidnapping case.
According to the original trajectory of fate, his evil deeds would be exposed sooner or later, and after successively offending Zeus, the father of heaven, kidnapping Thanatos, the god of death, and defrauding Hades, the god of the underworld, he would receive eternal punishment in the underworld.
It's only a matter of time before you get caught and punished, so just make a small sacrifice.
Having successfully diverted the blame, Loen muttered to himself in his heart, and then insincerely offered a few seconds of silence to express his remorse.
There is no way I can do this. I would rather my fellow Taoist die than let myself die.
"Yohoo! That woman is finally gone!"
An excited cheer interrupted Lorne's thoughts. Circe, who had successfully escaped, stood on tiptoe, patted her apprentice's shoulder hard, and praised him loudly.
"Well done! I really didn't raise you in vain!"
Lorne smiled and took away Circe's claws, revealing his mercenary face.
"Teacher, I've done you such a big favor. It seems that just empty words are not enough. Where are the benefits?"
"Yes, yes! Everyone has one!"
Circe nodded with a smile on her face, and immediately took out a few small cakes from the basket and stuffed them into the hands of Lorne and Astraea respectively.
Looking at the exquisite snacks in her hands that were in the shapes of piglets, gray wolves, white rabbits and other animals and had a sweet smell, Astraea couldn't let them go.
“So cute!”
"Haha! Not bad, not bad, you have good taste!"
Faced with the praise, Circe's pretty face showed a look of satisfaction, and she raised her head to show off.
"In order to make these shapes, I made special molds. And I added different flavors of fillings such as apples, figs, grapes, etc., so you will never get tired of it!"
Hearing this, Astraea couldn't help but swallow her saliva, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to eat the small cake in her hand in one bite and taste its flavor.
But a hand reached out from the side and pressed down the downward head of the goddess of justice.
At the same time, the owner of the hand, Loen, looked at his witch teacher with suspicion.
"Besides delicious food, is there nothing else?"
"have!"
Circe nodded heavily, raised her hand and pressed it against her barren chest, and solemnly announced.
"That is my kindness to you, the witch Circe! Like the dark moon that travels in the sky, my gratitude will always be with you!"
Feeling that the corner of his clothes was gently pulled by little Medea behind him, Loen narrowed his eyes, looked at the "conscience" on Circe's chest that was equivalent to nothing, and handed over the small cake in his hand with a smile on his face.
"No need to thank me. Come, help me eat these first. I've been a little averse to sweets lately."
“Eh…? Uh… this… this…”
Circe subconsciously took a few steps back, mumbling something, then glanced at Astraea who was swallowing her saliva beside her. She immediately rolled her eyes, took the cakes, and gave them to the goddess of justice.
"I haven't had much appetite lately, so you should eat it all!"
"good!"
Upon hearing about this good thing, Astraea nodded excitedly and opened her mouth to try one first.
"Bang!"
However, just as the greedy goddess of justice raised her hand, a dull crash came from the Ares Mountain, and billowing smoke and dust filled the air.
Noisy voices and chaotic commotions occurred one after another.
"Oh no! Two pigs ran to the sacrificial site and made a scene!"
"Pig? Where did it come from?"
"Just rushed out from the room of Masters Stheno and Euryale. It has pink and purple fur with snake scales underneath! Is it... the two masters'... pet?"
"Don't worry about it for now. Quickly, use the suppression spell and capture net to catch them first!"
"Wait, the suppression spell doesn't work? What's going on? Goddess! They can actually fly!"
On the Ares Mountain, two pink and purple piglets spread the golden wings on their backs and ran around like lightning, knocking down the priests and high officials who were chasing and blocking them around the square.
Hearing the cries of pain and help, Astraea immediately put down the cake that was already at her mouth, and a sense of justice burst out in her heart.
"I'll go help!"
"It's okay, it won't cause much damage. According to the situation, it should calm down in a while."
Circe stopped Astraea, waved her hand nonchalantly, and consoled her with a smile.
"Besides, there are so many priests and gods up there, we can definitely handle it. Let's eat something to fill our stomachs first..."
"Bang!"
Before Circe could finish, a dull roar was heard again from the courtyard in the northeast corner of Ares Mountain.
"Oh no! Oh no! Pigs! Pigs! There are some over here too!"
"It rushed out from the backyard of Lady Hestia's house. It's golden and very small, but it's very fast!"
"Oh no, it's heading for the temple!"
"Defense spell! Quickly activate the defense spell and force it to the uninhabited area in the north!"
With his excellent eyesight, Loen saw three familiar little pigs on the sacrificial field through the smoke and dust. Loen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and pointed at the small cake in the basket and asked quietly.
"Who did you give this to?"
Circe blinked and thought for a moment, then counted on her fingers and answered casually.
"Well, first there were two purple-haired twin brats who spoke in a foul and aggressive way!"
"And there's also a little brat with golden braids and a pair of wings on her back, who actually dared to say that the color of my wings isn't as pretty as hers! Damn it!"
"Finally, there was a centaur with golden brown hair and green eyes. He was quite nice and told me that there were more customers at the foot of the mountain, so I gave him a few more for free..."
As a certain witch counted her three few groups of customers, a dull thumping sound was heard again on the mountain.
A huge wild boar with golden brown hair and several meters tall stood up from the collapsed wooden house and looked around blankly.
And it seemed to have the ears and tail of a horse...
"Yes, this is it!"
Circe turned around and saw this, she couldn't help but clench her fists excitedly and cheered excitedly.
"Yohoo! Great success! The effect of Xukeong 7.0 is outstanding!"
"What effect?" Lorne asked quietly.
"This time, the formula of Hukeweng is something I worked out after much difficulty. It can skip the language hints and directly inject the animal characteristics I want into the food. Moreover, ordinary poison resistance and potion resistance will not work at all!"
Circe proudly introduced her latest academic achievements, and looked at the four pigs running around on the mountain, with the corners of her lips raised in pleasure.
"It's really amazing. Even gods can't escape the spell." Loen took a look and couldn't help but admire it sincerely.
"It's not perfect." Faced with the compliment, Circe couldn't help but be modest and regained the rigor of a researcher. "Although Hukeon 7.0 can even temporarily change the characteristics of divinity, the effect and duration are not very stable. Further research is needed."
Speaking of this, Circe felt a little indignant.
"At first, I took out the original Hukeon Oatmeal 7.0 and ran to the Academy of Athens to let people try it. But after hearing about the efficacy, those guys all frowned and shook their heads and refused. They didn't have the spirit of devoting themselves to magic at all. It was so rude!"
"So, you used these as fillings, made them into small cakes, and then ran to Ares Mountain to sell them?"
“That’s right!”
Circe nodded repeatedly, then looked at the half-full cake in the basket with regret in her eyes.
"Unfortunately, there are only four people who buy my cupcakes now, so the experimental data seems to be insufficient."
Then, a certain witch cast her eager gaze towards her beloved disciple and a certain goddess of justice in front of her.
After listening to Circe's story, Astraea suddenly felt that the small cake in her arms was a little hot, and quickly stuffed it back into the witch's basket.
She finally understood why Lorne, who was beside her, repeatedly stopped her from eating these cute-looking snacks.
"Hey, don't do that! What I give you are the ones with the least side effects. It doesn't matter how much you take. I promise you won't end up like them. Try a piece, come and try a piece!"
Circe picked up the cake and continued to sell it to the two people in front of her.
Astraea and Lorne shook their heads firmly, and at the same time blocked the front and back of the mountain road without saying a word, looking grimly at the unscrupulous witch who was selling shady products.
Suddenly, Circe, who was caught in the middle, shuddered and shrank back while holding the basket.
"By the way, why are you looking at me with such scary eyes?"
"What do you think?" Lorne gritted his teeth.
"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong."
Circe quickly raised her hands in surrender, with her head hung in frustration.
Luo En continued to ask relentlessly: "What's wrong?"
Circe thought for a moment and answered carefully.
"Shouldn't we just find those four on Ares Mountain? Should we deploy more and select some comparison units?"
“…”
Even though Loen knew Circe's character well and was mentally prepared, he was still speechless at this genius answer.
"It's hopeless..."
Astraea on the side shook her head, her eyes gradually turning cold.
This kind of stubborn character is no longer someone who can be made to repent simply through persuasion and education.
——We must strike hard!
The goddess of justice, who was almost in trouble, cracked her finger bones and raised her itchy fist angrily.
Circe sensed the strong resentment on the other side. She hurriedly shrank her head and hid behind her beloved disciple, holding him firmly in front.
"Wow...Wow! Lorne, help!"
"You want my help? I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
Lorne unceremoniously pried open Circe's claws and pushed the unscrupulous witch who tried to use him as a shield to the front.
"You have no conscience. I worked so hard to raise you! After you ran away, I was still worried about your safety!"
Circe, however, was like a piece of taffy, clinging to the life-saving straw in front of her tightly, wailing and accusing, with an expression that looked like she was about to cry.
"I obviously love you so much! I miss you from the bottom of my heart. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have taken you home... wuwuwu..."
Faced with the tragic drama of Circe crying, making a fuss and then hanging herself, Lorne, who had been cheated dozens of times since childhood, had long been immune to all poisons.
He first pulled the piece of taffy off his body with an expressionless face, then pointed at the War God Mountain behind him where violent aura was rising into the sky, and sneered.
"It's no use begging me. If you want to run away, at least ask the victims behind you if they agree."
At this moment, as the turmoil subsided, streams of light broke through the air from the sacrificial site above the God of War Mountain and rushed straight to the foot of the mountain.
Angry shouts and resentful curses echoed all around.
"Catch that cupcake seller! Don't let her get away!"
"I'm going to pluck out all her hair!"
"Tie knots with her wings and cover them with gum!"
“…”
Hearing those vicious punishments and looking at the dangerous rays of light approaching from the mountain, Circe suddenly realized that something was wrong. She immediately let go of Lorne, opened the magic circle, and quickly took out two full-body cloaks of the previous style.
"Medea, put it on quickly, those guys are chasing us!"
At the same time, a certain unscrupulous witch rolled her eyes and stuffed the basket full of cakes into little Medea's arms.
"Here, take this with you, and follow him closely! Let's split up and contact each other later!"
Having said that, Circe left her confused little niece behind and turned to rush forward, trying to rush out of the crime scene before the closed barrier of Ares Mountain was completely covered.
“Bang!”
However, a hand fell on her shoulder, holding her firmly in place like an iron hook.
At the same time, a faint voice came from behind.
"Circe..."
"Ouch, what are you doing, running for your life! Ugh...!"
Circe turned back subconsciously and was about to complain when a hand instantly removed her jaw.
Then, unbearable Loen grabbed the basket full of cakes with a dark face and stuffed them into the mouth of the unscrupulous witch in front of him.
Not only the apprentice, but even the niece is sold!
This woman is hopeless!
“Woo woo!”
Under that unshakable force, Circe, with her mouth full of cakes, could only let out a helpless wail, swallow hard, and reap the consequences.
A moment later, accompanied by a burst of light in front of them, a pink little piglet grunted and crawled out from the clothes scattered on the ground, looking around blankly.
At the same time, several streams of light fell to the ground.
Familiar figures such as Stheno, Euryale, Nikki, etc. rushed forward, looking around with gritted teeth, searching for the culprit who had embarrassed them.
In the end, everyone's gaze was fixed ahead, half in shock and half in surprise.
"You're back?"
Loen smiled and nodded, then grabbed the scruff of the neck of a piglet in front of him, lifted it in front of him, and spoke in a righteous manner.
"Witch Circe, you are suspected of selling dangerous food, kidnapping young girls, and framing others to get away with it. I am now filing a lawsuit against you in the name of the Athenian judge. From now on, everything you say will be used as evidence in court, and the goddess of justice Astraea will make a fair judgment on your crimes!"
"Woo? Woo!"
The arrested pink piglet felt dizzy after hearing this, and fainted "happily" with a shrill cry.
(End of this chapter)
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