Chapter 339: Do Something You Love (5.3k)
In the hall.
Seeing Lorne and his party coming, Hercules smiled on his rough face. He quickly stood up and waved to the Dionysian saint who had helped him a lot to sit next to him and drink together.
Ron smiled and nodded, accepting the invitation to sit next to Hercules, while Helen, Medea, Hippolyta, and Katniss followed suit.
The twin brothers and Telamon naturally sat opposite, sharing the table with the three people from the Temple of Poseidon.
As everyone officially entered, King Admetus clapped his hands and called the maids to present sumptuous dishes and fine wines to entertain the allies who came from afar.
Standing up and looking around, Admetus smiled modestly and politely, not caring about his identity as a king. He took the initiative to pour wine for each table and expressed his gratitude solemnly.
These allies before him not only represent themselves, but also represent the forces behind them. To be honest, he can't afford to offend any of them.
Hercules and Hylas obeyed the orders of the god-king Zeus, and were the spokesmen of the Olympian lineage, and also symbolized the original faith of Thessaly;
Triton and his two companions came from the Temple of Poseidon, with Poseidon and most of the sea gods behind them, and sent a large amount of rare mountain copper to improve Thessaly's defense capabilities by several levels;
Medea, the teacher and student of the Academy of Athens, is a saint of Dionysus and a disciple of the great witch Circe. They belong to the Ares Mountain, the goddess of wisdom Athena and the human shepherd have extraordinary influence in various city-states.
Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors, who obey the orders of Artemis, the goddess of hunting, are also the legion-level combat group that Thessaly urgently needs.
The last three princes and princesses of Sparta were disciples of Apollo, a close friend. They were responsible, reliable, and strong. Moreover, the dispute between Apollo and the god of craftsman Hephaestus over the faith of light seemed to be about to be settled. This close friend, who had freed up his hands, had conveyed the oracle to Sparta to send more troops to Thessaly. It would not be long before a powerful Spartan army of a thousand people would rush to Thessaly, and under the leadership of the two princes, they would jointly deal with the invasion of the Guigantes.
It can be said that the above five parties are the most influential and powerful representatives among all the allies at present, and they almost determine the direction of this war.
Fortunately, the people who attended the banquet representing the five forces were not overbearing. With King Admetus's careful accompaniment, the atmosphere in the hall quickly became warm, and everyone maintained basic courtesy and decency.
After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.
King Admetus, who had successfully warmed up the audience, felt relieved and brought the topic back on track, starting to talk about the current predicament of Thessaly and the movements of the Guigantes.
"During the last offensive and defensive battle, Thessaly's defense system was severely damaged and almost collapsed. Although it has been repaired several times with your efforts, I am afraid it will be difficult to withstand the rumbling launched by the Guigantes. So I plan to do everything I can to strengthen Thessaly's defense line before the next crisis comes. If you have any good suggestions or opinions, please feel free to speak up."
"We brought more than 20 tons of mountain copper and more than a thousand kilograms of mithril this time, which should be able to improve Thessaly's defense and armaments by several levels. If it is not enough, the Sea God Temple is also willing to send some mechas to your disposal."
Triton stood up, raised his glass, and was the first to express his opinion.
Hearing that the mermaid prince readily agreed, Admetus nodded with satisfaction. The only trace of worry in his heart disappeared, and the smile on his face became warmer and more sincere.
In view of the fact that the divine artifacts of His Majesty the God of the Sea were everywhere, he was not sure whether the private promise would be valid in the future.
And under the witness of so many people, the things and help that Triton publicly promised to provide can at least ensure authenticity.
Then, he thought for a moment, turned his gaze to Lorne and Medea, and spoke in a deep voice.
"I heard that you two have made great contributions to Arcadia's ability to eliminate the beast disaster and restore peace. In addition, you two also participated in and planned Arcadia's Warcraft battle line that successfully resisted the invasion of beast tides. So I would like to give you full responsibility for strengthening the Thessaly defense line."
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. Medea and I will definitely live up to your trust."
Lorne raised his hand to his chest and nodded in response.
Admetus couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after receiving a positive response.
Although the Temple of Poseidon brought the most scarce and precious materials in Thessaly, for the sake of safety, he still did not dare to easily entrust the problem of city defense design to Triton and the other two.
On the contrary, the two Athenian allies, who had experience in building and defending cities in Arcadia and were not so deeply involved in Thessaly, seemed much more reliable.
After all, of the two main gods on the Ares Mountain, one was once the mother of mankind, and the other is today's shepherd of mankind.
There is no reason to stab him in the back either in terms of stance or moral integrity.
Seeing that the three people from the Temple of Poseidon next to him did not raise any objections, Admetus was completely relieved and turned to tell his allies about another secret he had recently discovered.
"Everyone, since the last siege, the Guigantes have been silent. It's as if they disappeared from this land."
"disappear?"
"Well, we sent the descendants of Hermes to explore the caves dug by the giants, but found nothing. And there are no sightings of the giants' activities in the nearby cities of Thessaly..."
Admetus paused, frowning.
"Although this seems like good news, I always feel that they won't give up so easily."
"As far as I know, when boxers in the ring retract their arms and hide their fists, it is often not because they are retreating, but because they want to throw a more powerful next blow."
Pollux, one of the Spartan twins who was good at boxing, gave examples of what he had seen and heard and gave serious reminders to King Admetus.
"That's right." Loen nodded in agreement, twirling the wine glass in his hand, and said thoughtfully, "The Thessaly region was once the battlefield of the Titan War. The giants can awaken the divinity and power of the twelve Titans to the greatest extent underground. This is the most suitable bridgehead for counterattacking the surface, and they will never give up. Moreover, they seem to have rebuilt a temple dedicated to the old gods underground in Thessaly, and it is even more impossible for them to give up this pre-selected holy land. Therefore, the giants will definitely make a comeback, it's just a matter of time."
"I understand what you said."
Admetus nodded, but a helpless smile appeared on his face.
"But these rats are blessed by the divine power of the earth. They come and go without a trace, always hiding in intricate underground caves. Even if I want to find their lair and find out what tricks they are doing behind the scenes, I am powerless."
Everyone couldn't help but feel a headache when they heard this.
The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, so we can only guard against thieves for a thousand days. This is indeed a troublesome problem.
But after some discussion, they currently have no better way to achieve their goal in one battle, so they can only work on strengthening the defense of Thessaly and prepare for the upcoming fierce battle.
After the two topics were discussed, the banquet entered a more cheerful and relaxed phase.
Medea set her eyes on the delicate little treats, and wandered about in search of food;
Katniss, slightly tipsy, swayed her waist in the middle of the venue and performed a passionate dance;
Helen, who was not sure why she was so competitive, immediately performed a ritual dance that she was good at. Her every move showed her elegance and grace, winning cheers from the audience.
Afterwards, there were some just-right entertainment programs such as the wrestling between Telamon and Hercules, the boxing between Pollux and Ares, and the whole hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Without the harassment of the group of tigresses around him, Lorne was happy to have some free time. He sat against a stone pillar and leisurely drank the ambrosia mead that Thessaly had brewed this year.
"Don't you think it's boring to drink alone?"
As a charming and sweet voice sounded in Lorne's ears, the machine goddess Aphrodite came over with two glasses of wine and a smile on her face.
"I was the one who offended you last time you went into town. This glass of wine is my apology."
Luo En's eyes flashed and he spoke with a smile.
"It can be said that there is no acquaintance without fighting. We are all people in the same boat now, so there is no need to be so polite."
Then he politely took the glass and drank the scarlet wine in the glass under the smiling gaze of Aphrodite, the goddess of machines.
Seeing the other party drink the glass of wine that represented reconciliation, the smile on the face of the machine goddess Aphrodite became even brighter and more charming. While taking back the glass, her slender fingertips gently stroked Lorne's palm, whether intentionally or unintentionally, leaving a slight tingling sensation like an electric shock and an indescribable delicate touch.
When Loen came to his senses, the red-haired, golden-eyed mecha god had already left, and there was a crumpled little ball of paper in his hand.
"Thirty minutes later, in the palace garden."
Seeing the beautiful characters on it and the extremely seductive pink lip print at the signature, Loen took a deep breath of the lingering fragrance of the machine goddess Aphrodite in the air, with a hint of amusement in the depths of his eyes.
Hmm, this tea tastes a bit strong...
As his throat moved silently, a trickle of scarlet wine quietly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
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The moon was at its zenith, and the crisp chirping of insects composed a pleasant natural melody. The shadows of the trees on the roadside and the flowers and trees in the garden danced in the wind, making a rustling concerto.
Under the bright silver light, the red-haired, golden-eyed Mecha God of Love leaned against the pavilion, stretching his limbs lazily, revealing his slender waist and the seductive ups and downs of his chest.
You've already drunk that glass of wine, why aren't you coming to the appointment?
This shouldn’t be the case…
Just as Aphrodite, the goddess of machines, was frowning and muttering in the pavilion, a faint whisper came to her ears.
"Mmm, you smell so good..."
A sudden gust of hot and humid air rushed into the ear canal, and the red-haired mecha god shuddered and quickly jumped away, instinctively going into alert.
"Why are you so nervous? Didn't you invite me here?"
Loen looked at Aphrodite, the mecha goddess, who jumped away in response, with a resentful look in his eyes.
"Who told you to suddenly appear behind me and make me so nervous?"
Aphrodite, the goddess of machines, came to her senses, and a hint of anger appeared on her charming face.
"Okay, I'm wrong about that."
Loen raised his hands in surrender and got straight to the point.
"So, what do you want from me privately so late at night?"
"Of course, we have to do something that can only be done between two people in private."
The machine goddess Aphrodite walked forward, placed her fingertips on Lorne's chest and gently drew circles, her words full of ambiguity.
"Here?" Loen was stunned at first, then raised his hand and touched his belt.
Seeing this, the machine goddess Aphrodite's face froze slightly: "What are you doing?"
"Of course I'll get to the point." Lorne answered as a matter of course, and then he urged, "I don't know when the dinner will end, and there are so many people coming and going here, so hurry up too."
Seeing that the other party had untied his belt and stretched out his claws towards her, the machine goddess Aphrodite quickly took a few steps back, cursing in her heart.
He wants to go straight to the point right away. Isn't this guy too impatient?
"Wait, wait a minute!"
Seeing the other party rushing towards her again with a burning gaze, the machine goddess Aphrodite raised her hand to stop him.
Upon hearing this, Loen stopped and looked surprised.
"Isn't this why you asked me to come here?"
"Well, actually I'm very interested in you and want to get to know each other better..."
Aphrodite, the goddess of machines, replied with a dry cough, her eyes flickering.
However, before she could finish her words, the man who had been so passionate suddenly turned cold, waved his hand and turned away without hesitation.
"No time, no appointment!"
Seeing that the other party was about to walk out of the pavilion, the machine goddess Aphrodite suddenly became a little anxious. She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Loen's arm, and her voice softened.
"Don't worry, once we have understood the surface, can't we have a deeper discussion?"
"When will it go deeper?"
Hearing the voice, Loen turned around and couldn't wait to ask, looking at the beauty who spoke ambiguously with burning eyes.
Looking at the other party's undisguised desire and the claws that were climbing up the pole and touching her waist, the veins on the forehead of the machine goddess Aphrodite jumped slightly.
Doesn’t this pervert know what modesty is?
Or has that glass of wine damaged his brain, and now the only thing on his mind is trivial matters like sexual intercourse?
Just as the goddess of machines Aphrodite was secretly complaining, Loen, who had not received any response for a long time, immediately let go of her hand in boredom.
"You don't want to? Forget it, I'll just go and make an appointment with someone else."
"How could that be!"
Aphrodite, the goddess of machines, came back to her senses and quickly grabbed Loen's arm again, leaning closer to his arms, pointing at the brightly lit palace hall in the distance, her charming eyes full of anger.
"I think it's too noisy here, and the time is short, so it's not fun to communicate. Why don't we find a quiet place and get to know each other better slowly."
"Let's go to my house! I promise that no one will disturb us there!"
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
This time, the goddess of machines Aphrodite did not refuse. She shyly half-nestled in Lorne's arms, followed this descendant of the gods, quietly walked out of the palace, and came to the house where the other party lived.
Under the moonlight, the two stood in the courtyard, looking into each other's eyes, their gazes entangled, as if they could pull out threads through the air.
"Shall we go in and sit down?"
The machine goddess Aphrodite pointed to the spacious master bedroom, her cheeks flushed, and she made a soft invitation with some hints.
Faced with this blatant temptation, Loen's eyes swept over the beautiful golden-ratio figure of the God of Love. He swallowed his saliva, picked her up by the waist without any hesitation, and strode forward.
Bang!
As the door opened and closed, the two figures, which were closely touching, almost stuck together.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the machine goddess Aphrodite pulled her white fingers out from the restraints and shattered the fluorite that illuminated the wall.
"Why did you turn off the light?"
"Isn't this kind of atmosphere better?"
With the soothing sound, the machine goddess Aphrodite turned over, her red hair spread over her shoulders like a snake. Although her facial features were not clearly visible in the darkness, they still exuded a breathtaking beauty under the moonlight outside the window.
It was as if a fairy emerged from the waterside or the center of the lake in the dark night, luring the lost traveler, walking step by step towards the swamp, sinking deeply into that gentle land, and finally drowning in this quagmire unknowingly.
For a moment, Loen's heart was pounding, his blood was beating, and he was actually a little dazed.
Then, he felt a sense of weightlessness and was pushed to the head of the bed by the slender jade fingers pressing on his chest.
Then, the graceful figure climbed onto the bed and sat between Loen's waist and abdomen. She held down the other's wrists with both hands, and slowly pressed down her upper body. The beautiful head with drooping long hair and an inexplicable sense of oppression approached inch by inch until she embraced the lucky person who was favored by the bedside.
And a mysterious and charming smile also spread across that beautiful face.
However, the atmosphere was inexplicably strange.
Lorne twisted his bound body and asked in confusion.
"Why are you pressing me?"
"Because I like being on top."
A charming laugh was heard, and the graceful figure under the moonlight lowered her head and approached the neck of her prey, greedily looking at the golden divine liquid emitting a sweet smell in the other's blood vessels. She put her cherry lips close to the other's ear and spoke jokingly.
"You smell so good, I want to eat you up bit by bit..."
“I understand.”
Luo En smiled and hummed softly.
"After all, the food of the Guigantes tribe should not be very good..."
The body of the machine goddess Aphrodite stiffened slightly, then she looked up and smiled curiously.
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you know what the first principle of fraud is?"
"?"
"If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself."
Lorne answered with a smile and added a further analysis.
"When playing a role, you must first forget your own identity and understand the words and deeds of the role you need to play. Unfortunately, Aphrodite is just arrogant and conceited, not a green tea. According to her personality, she probably won't do anything to throw herself into someone's arms."
The graceful red-haired beauty raised her hand and tapped her forehead, her face showing annoyance and confusion.
"It turns out that I was discovered early in the morning, but how did you know it was me?"
Lorne smiled and answered innocently.
"Didn't you just tell me?"
“…”
The red-haired beauty's face darkened when she heard that.
"You cheated me?"
"Not really. It's just a bold assumption and careful verification. After all, there don't seem to be many people who are so interested in my flesh and blood, right?"
"Humph, so what if you know."
The red-haired beauty showed a vicious smile on her face, and clumps of red and black mud appeared on Loen's hands and feet at some point, forming a strong restraint.
"Now, you seem to be alone..."
As he spoke, the white fingers hidden behind his back took out an ancient golden dagger and quietly stabbed it into the heart of his prey.
"puff!"
There was a dull sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, and blood splattered.
However, the red-haired beauty's smile froze. She turned stiffly and looked at the witch who had crawled out from under the bed and appeared behind her, and the purple dagger with a curved short blade stained with blood in her hand.
Hecate's divine tool, the talisman that breaks all laws!
"It looks like you're the one left alone." With the teasing laughter of a certain sinister god, Pandora suddenly lost control of this body, her eyes went dark, and she fell heavily on the other's chest.
(End of this chapter)
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