Chapter 301 Teacher, you actually peeked at girls taking a bath!
At dusk, the darkness fell, and the four fluorite lamps hanging on the left and right of the rafters in the dead wilderness were like drifting will-o'-the-wisp fires, emitting a faint cold light, illuminating the road ahead. The rumbling of the wheels was like muffled thunder in the sky, and the birds and beasts along the way were suddenly awakened, and a rustling sound came from the surrounding bushes.
Oooooh!
Under the cold moonlight, giant wolves the size of calves smelled the scent of strangers and followed the carriage, jumping up and down in the dense woods on both sides and at the back. Their violent magic raised pieces of dust along the way, and trees blocking the road were smashed by their claws, sending white wood chips flying everywhere, and there were creaking sounds of breaking everywhere.
Loen, who was in charge of driving, glanced at the wolves that pounced over from the hillsides on both sides, casually drew the bronze sword from his waist, poured divine power into it, and several inscriptions were activated on the sword. The scarlet light ignited a ten-foot blood flame that swept in all directions.
The demon wolves within a hundred meters were instantly turned into charcoal, and the beasts at a slightly greater distance were torn apart and exploded by the aftermath of the sharp sword, turning into broken corpses and flying meat.
"Teacher, next time you fight, please be more restrained."
With a sad grumble, Atalanta, covered in dust, jumped off the roof of the car with a depressed look on her face.
She had just found an opportunity to practice her skills, but before she could even draw her bow, hundreds of demon wolves were killed by her teacher with just one sword.
"Sorry, sorry, I just changed my body and I haven't fully mastered the strength yet."
Looking at the dirty little cat in front of him, Loen laughed dryly and handed over the kettle and towel, continuing to play with the bronze sword in his hand, getting familiar with the feel.
However, after only a few swings, the sword broke with a "crack", and the half of the sword tip flew backwards into the carriage, sticking close to Medea's scalp and piercing the wooden board behind her.
Looking at the few strands of lavender hair falling on the ground, Medea couldn't help swallowing and looked at her senior brother with a pale face, looking weak, helpless and pitiful.
Luo En couldn't handle it anymore and quickly passed the blame on to others.
"Isn't the quality of this sword too poor? Bad review! Must give a bad review!"
"That's because you put too much divine power into it! Things bought with a few silver Hera are not divine weapons. No matter how good the quality is, it can't withstand your repeated torment."
Atalanta sat aside with her arms folded, and bluntly exposed her teacher's plan to divert the blame, and then asked the doubts in her heart.
"Don't you have some magical tools with you? Why are you using these ordinary things?"
"Haven't I taught you that when you go out, besides being careful of monsters, you also have to be careful of your own kind. If I were to take those things and walk around the city, you wouldn't be safe on the way."
Lorne rolled his eyes and patiently taught Atalanta and Medea valuable travel experience.
As the saying goes, an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. Each and every one of his magical artifacts is top-notch stuff. If they are shown directly, they will inevitably be coveted and attract wave after wave of coveters.
You know, let alone rare weapons like the god-made weapons, even the regular bronze armor worn by ordinary generals were not spared by the Greeks when they cleaned up the battlefield.
Killing enemies and stripping them of their armor was a way to show off one's strength and gain honor.
Of course, they didn’t let their own people go either.
In the Trojan War, the great hero Achilles died. Odysseus and Ajax the Great, both members of the Greek coalition, argued over the armor made by the craftsman god Hephaestus. Ajax the Great believed that he had risked his life to protect Achilles' body and carried his body back to the camp, so he was eligible for the armor; Odysseus believed that he had also made contributions by intercepting the pursuers in the rear, and the contributions of the two were originally 50-50. In the end, Odysseus won the debate and got the armor because of his good eloquence and the favor of Athena. Ajax the Great, who suffered a loss, was very angry and planned to kill Odysseus in the middle of the night. Athena used a sleight of hand to cause Ajax the Great to kill a flock of sheep, and eventually committed suicide out of shame.
This bloody murder caused by a piece of armor is enough to prove the fierce social atmosphere and relatively low moral level in the heroic era.
Although Loen is not afraid of challenges, he is afraid of trouble.
In order to avoid trouble on the road, it is better to keep a low profile.
He taught Atalanta and Medea the same way.
Although the two little girls lacked social experience, they were more receptive to advice and tactfully put some of the eye-catching things on their bodies into the magic circle.
Lorne nodded with relief and continued driving while asking casually.
"By the way, where are we going?"
"We have just passed the Acadia border and are still more than 30 kilometers away from the Acadia Mountains."
Atalanta, who was familiar with the land, answered smoothly.
More than thirty kilometers?
Loen looked at the corpse of the demon wolf on the hillside behind him and frowned slightly.
Running more than 30 kilometers from their habitat and coming to the main road to hunt? Something seemed a little wrong with this beast disaster.
"Let's speed up and stop to rest after we pass this hill."
Atalanta and Medea were accustomed to obeying Loen's proposal, so they naturally nodded in agreement.
The carriage sped along until the moon reached the zenith, then they stopped. The three of them chose a nearby high sloping land, set up early warning magic, and set up camp.
After the work was basically completed, Atalanta pulled Medea aside and spoke.
"Teacher, I'll leave the rest to you. Let's go take a bath in the nearby river."
It has to be said that cats are very clean, especially when traveling during the day. Atalanta had just been covered in dust by her teacher's map cannon, and now she needed to wash herself thoroughly to remove the dirt.
"Go ahead, go ahead. Remember to come back early to eat after you finish washing."
Lorne waved his hand, vaguely turning in the direction of the old lady.
Atalanta, who had already entered the dense forest, did not forget to look back and remind.
"Don't follow me and peek!"
"When have I ever done such a wicked thing?"
"Teacher Circe said that when you were little you loved to peek at her bathing and always wanted to bathe with her, so she told us to be careful of you."
"Slander! This is blatant slander!"
Loen accused with a dark face, wishing she could catch the stupid teacher who slandered her behind her back and pluck all her feathers.
What do you mean by peeping at her bathing? Clearly, the woman saw that he was small, soft and cute, so she insisted on taking him to bathe with her.
Besides, what’s the point of eating bean sprouts when there’s less than 2 taels of meat on the three of you combined?
The images of Circe, little Medea, and Atalanta's barren chest flashed through Loen's mind. While he was mumbling maliciously, he shouted even more vicious punishments to the two figures that disappeared into the dense forest.
"You two are out of dinner!"
Then, he returned to the front of the camp, skillfully lit a fire and set up a pot, preparing to make a sumptuous dinner for himself, so that the two girls could come back and make them hungry to death.
However, just after finishing two dishes, an out-of-tune female scream was heard from the dense forest in the distance.
not good!
Loen's face changed, and he immediately activated the speed of [Goat], turning into a residual shadow and running fast in the forest.
“Look down!”
Soon, Loen followed the sound to the river, shouted, pulled out the half-broken sword, wiped the sword's spine with his right hand, carved a few Hermes characters into it, and then threw it forward suddenly.
The broken sword flew over the girl who instinctively squatted with her head in her hands in the middle of the river, flew to the other side, and disintegrated in mid-air, forming pieces of metal fragments wrapped in blood-red flames, which shot towards several ferocious animal shadows in the bushes ahead.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
For a moment, the dull sound of sharp blades entering flesh was heard continuously. Several monsters that appeared on the other side of the river had blood splattered on their bodies and fell to the ground with a bang.
As the threat was lifted, the frightened girl threw herself into Lorne's arms, trembling and whispering.
"elder brother……"
"?"
Luo En was stunned when he heard this, and his expression froze slightly.
The name is wrong and the size seems to be wrong too?
Then, he subconsciously pulled the head out of his arms and looked down.
Under the moonlight, there was a pretty and pitiful face, long golden hair like ears of wheat with fragrance, fair skin as delicate as a baby's, a figure that perfectly matched the golden ratio and had a natural charm, and the beautiful appearance made people want to protect her.
Finally, when he saw the two big thunders dangling on the girl’s chest, Loen’s heart was completely dead.
At the same time, the blonde girl, who was a beat slower, realized something was wrong and her expression changed from confusion to astonishment, and from astonishment to shock, and finally she opened her mouth and let out a loud scream.
"ah!"
The sudden soprano voice poured into his ear canal, causing pain in his eardrum. Loen numbly raised his hands to cover his ears.
When the high-pitched voice turned lower, he was about to explain, but unexpectedly he heard two angry roars behind him.
"asshole!"
"Let go of my sister!"
Immediately afterwards, two sharp sword lights stabbed from behind, arriving in an instant, and directly attacked Loen's head and heart.
Sensing the approaching threat, Loen immediately stomped his right foot on the ground, and using the recoil force, he leaped up and reached the other side.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
"Let her go!"
Seeing their sister being abducted, the two men behind immediately picked up their swords and chased after her.
Having successfully created some distance between them, Loen immediately shouted loudly.
"Stop! Look around first!"
The two people who were chasing them subconsciously looked down and found several corpses of magic wolves lying in the bushes at their feet.
Taking advantage of the distraction of the two people opposite him, Loen quickly spoke up to clarify.
"This is a misunderstanding. I'm here to save people."
"Yes, that's right, brother. He just saved me."
At this time, the girl in Loen's arms, who had finally calmed down, raised her head and stammered to explain.
Realizing it was a misunderstanding, the two people opposite awkwardly put away their swords and took the initiative to introduce themselves.
"Castor..."
"Pollux..."
"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, Your Excellency. Thank you for saving my sister's life."
Listening to the brothers' self-introductions, Loen's expression froze.
Gemini?
Damn it, you come to fire me before you even start working. You Geminis are truly the legendary traitors in the zodiac.
Wait, if these two were the Geminis in his memory, then the one in his arms was...
Thinking of this, Lorne turned his stiff neck and looked down at the blonde girl in his arms.
"He, Helen..."
The girl answered timidly, and couldn't help but shrink back into Lorne's arms.
At the same time, there was a rustling sound of rapid movement in the forest. Two figures rushed down from the upper reaches of the river and came to the crime scene. They looked in surprise at the man and woman hugging each other tightly on the other side.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Atalanta, who was all wet, pulled the thinly dressed Medea behind her and spoke softly.
"Teacher, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
“…”
The accused criminal looked at the solid evidence in his arms with a look of despair.
(End of this chapter)
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