Chapter 389 No more appointment, my butt hurts (4k, please vote)
Two days and two nights later.
The heavy rain outside the window gradually subsided, and the barrier surrounding the house melted away inch by inch in the sunrise.
Inside the house, the red-haired Mecha God sat against the wall at one side, looking at his bruised arms while massaging his abdomen which gave off a strange feeling, muttering to himself.
"So this is human lust? How strange..."
"Why? You still want to continue?"
A faint murmur came to her ears, and horrible memories came to her mind. The machine god Venus couldn't help but shudder, and her head shook like a rattle.
"No, thanks, my butt hurts..."
As he spoke, the bronze-clan mecha god took advantage of Lorne's inattention, spread his crimson wings, and rushed out of the room quickly.
"You guys go ahead, I have something else to do!"
Loen rolled his eyes at Venus who was fleeing in panic, then turned around and looked at Themis who was sleeping soundly at the head of the bed.
The goddess of justice was sleeping in a very relaxed posture, with her eyes lightly closed and a faint smile on her lips, as if she was still savoring the sexual pleasure in her dream.
Seeing this, Loen, who was feeling a little nervous, smiled silently, reached out to cover Themis' shoulders with the quilt, then put on his clothes, wrote some messages on the parchment, and walked out of the yard quietly.
Looking at the rising sun above the horizon, Loen's smile gradually faded.
It took Kronos about seven days to reshape the [Crown], and the meeting at Ares Mountain, the appointment with Prometheus, the consultation with Hecate, and the time spent fooling around with Hestia, took a total of two days;
After that, they discussed the revival of the Bronze Clan, explored how to persuade the Three Goddesses of Fate to intervene, and an unexpected incident, which took another two days.
Now, there are only about three days left to prepare.
To be on the safe side, some things cannot be delayed any longer.
Loen pondered for a moment, looked down at the [Mark of the Dead] and [Wheel of Hecate] on the back of his hand, raised his hand and drew several Hermetic lines, and a dark crack opened up, swallowing his figure into it.
At the same time, Themis, who was sleeping soundly in the house, woke up as if she sensed something.
Looking at the message on the table with wet ink, the goddess of justice put on a veil, picked up the sword of judgment on the bedside, walked out of the room, looked at the vast mountains in the distance, and bright colors burst out in her eyes.
Destiny? Let's try it!
The starlight fell and the graceful figure disappeared in the light.
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Two days later, Ares Mountain.
Accompanied by a flickering light, Loen stepped out of the dark crack and came straight to the great temple on the top of the mountain.
Athena, who was working at her desk, heard the noise outside the door, stopped writing, looked up at the figure who had disappeared for two days, and breathed a sigh of relief with a barely perceptible degree of relief.
"You're back?"
"Um."
Lorne nodded slightly, walked to the desk, pulled over a chair and sat down, stretching his body lazily and comfortably, trying to relieve the fatigue in his bones.
It was as if he had just experienced a long and arduous journey.
Athena asked nothing and said nothing. She just picked up the exquisite silver pot on the table and poured a cup of calming and invigorating scented tea for Lorne sitting opposite her. Then she came behind him and gently massaged his shoulders and head.
Loen's sense of relaxation became more obvious, and he was enjoying this rare rest.
After lying there for a full quarter of an hour, he slowly opened his eyes, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the slightly cool scented tea, then threw a bronze emblem with strange runes engraved on both sides to Athena.
Athena looked at the gray aura lingering above the emblem, her eyes flickering slightly.
"Where did you go?"
"Well, it's a stretch to leave you alone at Ares Mountain. To be on the safe side, I got you a trump card to help you deal with Typhon."
"Is this useful?"
"If the plan goes well, maybe you can kill that demon ancestor."
Loen answered proudly, then moved his lips and teeth to tell Athena the information he had extracted from Hecate and the gains of this trip.
Athena listened carefully and nodded thoughtfully.
"Planting crops all over the fields so that weeds have no place to grow? That's a good idea. We can give it a try."
But then, the goddess of wisdom looked at the bronze emblem in her hand, and her eyes gradually narrowed.
"So, what's the price?"
"What's the price?"
Lorne blinked, bewildered.
"Don't give me that!" Athena threw the bronze emblem on the table and looked at Lorne unhappily. "Thessaly and Ares Mountain are like two ends of a scale. If this thing is really so convenient, why don't you use it on the front battlefield? If you don't tell me, you can keep it for yourself."
"Okay, okay, I say."
Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Loen had no choice but to raise his hands and confess.
"It's no big deal. This thing can only be used to contain one of the two targets. And it's just like you think. When one side of the scale drops, the pressure on the other side will inevitably increase."
"So, once I use this thing, Thessaly will become dangerous?"
"That's about right."
Loen nodded, picked up the bronze emblem on the table and put it back into Athena's hand, reminding her with a smile.
"So, this card can only be used to decide the outcome. Don't throw it away unless it's absolutely necessary."
Listening to the double-entendre musing, Athena pondered for a moment, did not refuse, and finally grasped the bronze emblem in her palm.
Seeing that the other party accepted his gift, the huge stone hanging in Loen's heart fell down. He then looked around and changed the subject.
"By the way? Where's Themis? I want to talk to her."
Athena's face darkened when she heard this.
"She went to the Temple of Destiny and hasn't come back yet."
"When did you leave?"
"On the same day as you..."
Luo En listened with an equally grim expression.
Two days.
Themis failed to return to Mount Ares, and there was no news from the Temple of Fate, which basically proved that her mission to lobby the three goddesses of fate had failed.
Even Themis herself might be suppressed by the three goddesses of fate, or...eliminated!
The worst outcome!
Lorne put down his teacup and stood up with a gloomy face.
"If you don't have the assurance of winning, and you go and take the risk yourself, it will be like wasting her efforts."
Hearing the cold murmur behind him, Loen stopped, turned to look at Athena, and snorted in annoyance.
"I'm not that stupid. I just sat there for too long and wanted to get some fresh air."
"Would you like me to call Aunt Hestia and little Medusa over so they can keep you company?"
"No need!"
Loen waved his hand to decline and strode out of the temple.
Looking at the figure walking away, Athena couldn't help but sigh.
In this respect he was very different from Zeus.
Zeus didn't care about losing, he only cared about the divine power which he wanted only.
But he wanted too much, always hoping that everything would be perfect, and trying hard to hold everything he cared about in his hands.
But for most people, living is a process of constant loss.
It is difficult for humans or gods to achieve true perfection.
If he wants to surpass that God King, perhaps he needs to overcome this [weakness].
Weakness?
Athena looked at the bronze elephant emblem in her hand, then at the list at the bottom of the pile of documents, and couldn't help being speechless.
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On the path covered with fallen leaves, Loen walked towards his destination and unknowingly came to Themis' courtyard.
The door of the courtyard was half-open, and a graceful figure was sitting in front of a stone table in the courtyard.
Luo En's eyes lit up and he immediately pushed open the door.
“Tsk…”
But the call came to an abrupt end, because the figure sitting in the yard was not the goddess of justice, but Mnemosyne.
"Why are you here?"
"If you have nothing to do, come and sit down."
Mnemosyne looked towards Lorne at the door, raised the Aesop's fables in his hand that he had turned to the end of, and asked seriously.
"You haven't published a new chapter in a long time, when will it be updated?"
When Luo En heard this, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and helplessly gave up three times in a row.
"I'll write it later when I have time... when I can find some time..."
But Mnemosyne was obviously not so easy to fool. She stared at a certain pigeon breed author quietly for a moment, then shook her head listlessly.
"Forget it, you're busy too, let's talk about it later."
Seeing that Mnemosyne was so reasonable, Loen felt a little guilty.
"I'm sorry, I've been so busy lately that I really can't spare the time."
"If you are too tired, take a break."
Mnemosyne suggested softly, then seemed to remember something and handed a parchment scroll to Lorne.
"Oh, by the way, Themis asked me to give this back to you."
Loen opened the parchment and took a look. There was a passage written on it.
“There are two things which inspire ever greater wonder and awe in my soul, the more deeply and persistently I reflect upon them: the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me.
So, if there is any power in this world that can break the destiny of the gods, dissolve the long night, and make order last forever, then I believe the answer is the justice and righteousness that you uphold. "
This is the words that Loen left on the parchment before he left.
Until the end, he was unable to come up with a way to completely convince the three goddesses of fate. He could only attach Kant's famous quotes that he often borrowed when communicating with Themis, as well as his encouragement to Themis.
A line of Hermetic response was written on the back of the parchment with strong and powerful strokes.
"——I am willing to watch over this in the long night, so that more people can see the dawn!"
Loen was silent for a moment, clenched the parchment scroll in his hand, looked up at Mnemosyne, and asked in a deep voice.
"What else did she say?"
Mnemosyne smiled and repeated her sister's message truthfully.
"I will do what I promised you."
"Okay, I'll wait!"
Luo En swept away the gloom in his heart and walked out the door with a loud laugh.
The dust has not settled yet and the outcome is still unknown.
Themis might still be in the Temple of Destiny, walking alone in the darkness to carry out the justice in her heart. How could I, the leader who made all the plans and directed all the tracks, stop at such a critical moment?
Just wait, I will still win this round!
A ray of starlight fell, and Loen stepped into the magic circle and went to Thessaly alone to unfold the final layout.
As the figure disappeared into the light, Mnemosyne in the yard had no choice but to put away the manuscript and walked towards the magic circle that was still running outside the door.
I'm busy again, I'm afraid I won't be able to read the book.
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At this time, the Royal Palace of Thessaly.
Loen walked out of the halo rising from the astronomical platform, nodded and greeted several priests who maintained the magic circle, and then asked about the current situation in Thessaly.
Although he had been away for nearly a week, everything was still going on as planned.
The gods who have recovered have taken their positions one after another. The heroes who have come from various city-states are training day and night, and ordinary residents and soldiers are busy reinforcing the defense line of Thessaly so that the city can withstand stronger wars.
Every life involved in this war, no matter strong or weak, is contributing their remaining energy to the final victory.
Loen listened quietly to the priests' reports, then asked about Hera's whereabouts and went straight to the military camp.
As soon as they entered the military camp, the roar of magic and the trembling of flesh colliding rose and fell. The heroes of divine blood fought against each other in the empty square, and every move went straight to the opponent's vital points, as if they treated their daily practice as going to the battlefield themselves.
Once someone was injured and fell down, unable to get up again, the god of medicine Asclepius would lead the medical team outside the venue, braving the flying curse bullets and magical currents, rush into the square, carry the wounded onto a stretcher, and rush them to the medical room for treatment.
Loen dodged several stray arrows and curse bullets along the way and walked into the familiar tent in the center.
This was originally his office, and since he left, Hera has been working here in his place to maintain order and operation of the Thessaly defense line.
At this moment, the room was silent, with only the rustling sound of the pen tip scratching across the parchment.
Seeing a large shadow cast from the door onto the table, Hera stopped the stylus in her hand, looked up at the door, and a faint smile appeared on her face.
"You're back?"
"Um."
Same question, same answer. Lorne still didn't explain too much. He walked straight to the desk and got straight to the point.
"How's the team raiding Titan Temple going?"
"The list of participants has been roughly determined. As you can see, they are honing their martial arts and magic skills in the square. But for some candidates, I'm afraid you still need to decide for yourself."
Hera said, handing over a piece of parchment with names written all over it.
Luo En took the list, lowered his eyes and glanced at it. He was stunned when he saw the names circled in red pen on the paper.
"They're all going?"
"Well, I told them in advance about the dangers of this operation, and none of them were willing to back out."
Hera nodded in response, and then her beautiful eyes flickered.
"However, whether the ultimatum is passed or not is still up to you as the leader to decide."
Loen felt the thoughtfulness and gave Hera a look of gratitude. Then he pondered for a moment and made a decision in his heart.
Before making a decision, he wanted to talk to the people marked in red on the list.
After briefly bidding farewell to Hera, Loen walked out of the tent and headed straight for his first stop - the infirmary.
(End of this chapter)
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