Chapter 409 I told you, I don’t accept any guests!
In a remote hut on Ares Mountain.
Three petite figures gathered under the light, happily counting the sales.
Looking at today's rich harvest, Circe, the organizer, was overjoyed and began to divide the spoils on the spot.
"Stheno, you have arranged the shifts properly, 300 gold coins."
"Eurielie, you have done a great job in spying. Here are 20 gems for you."
The two Gorgons took the broken gems and gold coins that were pulled in front of them and waited excitedly for a long time, but Circe did not speak for a long time.
Uraely couldn't help asking impatiently, "Why not divide it?"
"It has been divided." Circe blinked and looked serious.
Stheno narrowed his eyes and pointed to the pile of stolen goods in front of Circe: "What about these?"
"Of course the rest belongs to me!" Circe answered as a matter of course, and with shining eyes she pulled a pile of high-value stolen goods such as magic books, mithril, and orichalcum towards the magic circle connected to her own small treasury.
"You wish!" The two Gorgons snorted coldly, pressed down Circe's claws without any hesitation, and opened the magic circle diagram at the same time.
The stolen goods, which originally almost reached the roof, were reduced to nearly half their size in a blink of an eye.
"Mine! All mine!" Circe beat her chest and stamped her feet in anger.
But seeing that the two best friends had no intention of stopping, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, increase the suction of the magic circle, and join the fight for the spoils.
Finally, after a chaotic looting, the three of them looked at their almost identical gains and couldn't help but curse each other in their hearts for being unsportsmanlike.
Among them, Circe was the most indignant, and with a dark face she accused her two accomplices:
"I was the one who raised him! Why should you and I get the same share?"
Yurielle, who was in charge of intelligence gathering, was the first to refute: "Is that for me alone? Ladon, Harpy, Hydra and the others all put in a lot of effort."
"That's right. We have a bunch of brothers and sisters to support. What's wrong with taking some hard work fees from you?" Stheno, who was in charge of the overall arrangement, echoed and smiled at Circe, "Besides, no matter what, the remaining money is far more than what you can earn by selling cakes all over the mountains."
Circe nodded when she heard this.
“That’s true…”
As the dissatisfaction in her heart gradually dissipated, the Eagle Witch looked at the golden and sparkling pile of stolen money in front of her under the light, her sparkling eyes sparkling, and she couldn't help but sigh:
"The child was worth raising. He is much more valuable than a small cake."
"Are you satisfied with just a little benefit? That's just the beginning." Yurielle looked at Circe with disdain and hummed a reminder, "I remember there are still many queens and divine bloods who have hooked up with him but haven't bought tickets yet."
Stheno nodded in agreement and began to outline a beautiful blueprint: "Don't worry, take your time. As long as we work together sincerely, we will be able to develop its full value sooner or later."
Circe was greatly encouraged by what he said. She immediately slammed her clenched right fist into the palm of her left hand. Her face flushed with excitement. "That's right. Let's make it bigger and stronger and create more glory!"
"Bang!" The tightly closed door was kicked open, and the shadow projected into the room stretched out a long outline.
The three people who were hiding in the hut and dividing the loot saw the sinister smiling face under the moonlight and couldn't help but shudder.
"I have a pot of oatmeal cooking in the kitchen..."
"I haven't fed Hydra yet today..."
"The Harpies are going to treat me to a meal..."
The three culprits found reasons one after another, and then simultaneously slammed into the wall, trying to escape.
Lorne grinned and casually took half a step forward.
The originally wooden hut was suddenly covered with golden light patterns, turning into an impregnable iron cage, and the surrounding space was also closed.
"Bang!"
The three criminals were caught off guard and each of them hit the wall, leaving a big bump. They squatted on the ground wailing, covering their buzzing heads with tears in their eyes.
Lorne walked forward leisurely, looked at Circe and the other two, and said with a forced smile:
"How dare you sell me out? You must be very capable."
Feeling the sudden drop in the atmosphere around them, the two Gorgons looked at each other, raised their hands at the same time, and announced loudly:
"She did it all!"
Circe, who was jointly accused by the two, was immediately furious and accused with gritted teeth.
"What do you mean it was all my fault? Obviously you guys were also responsible!"
"We're just helping..."
"Being coerced..."
The two shameless Gorgons pretended to be ignorant and teamed up to put the blame on Circe.
"Then why did you share so much!" Circe was furious and wished she could beat her two useless best friends to death on the spot.
We share the benefits together, don't even think about letting me take the blame alone!
Naturally, Stheno and Euryale were no pushovers either. They were rubbing their hands together with ill intentions, glancing at the back of Circe's head with cunning eyes.
If we knock him out, can we prove his guilt?
However, before the three people with their own ulterior motives could start to fight each other, three heavy and solid blows came down.
The three men's heads, which were raised like fighting cocks, suddenly drooped, and large bags emitting white steam swelled up high.
"Behave yourself!"
Luo En snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to the three people.
"I'm selling what I earned. Give it all to you!"
Under pressure from this tyranny, the three members of the gang could only reluctantly take out the stolen money, put it in front of themselves, and pray for leniency.
However, when Loen took a quick look at the stolen goods on the ground that were not much taller than the height of the three men, he couldn't help but frown.
"That's not right. Why is it just this little? Are you hiding something?"
"It's gone. It's really gone."
Circe answered with a sad face, and then simply opened the empty treasury to prove it.
"This is all we got between the three of us. If you don't believe me, just look."
"Wait, you three?"
Luo En heard the hidden meaning in the words and his eyes narrowed.
"Who else was involved? Tell the truth!"
"yes……"
Circe was about to answer hesitantly, but when she glanced out the window and caught a glimpse of snow-white feathers, her neck shrank, her eyes closed, and she spoke sadly.
"It's me! It's all my fault!"
"We, we are also wrong..."
The two Gorgons on the side hung their heads dryly and actually took some of the blame on their own initiative.
Loen looked at Circe and the other two, whose attitudes suddenly changed, and his eyes flickered.
To expand this black industry chain to such a scale, the IQs of these three of them probably aren't enough, right?
Moreover, how could such a big move and such a large amount of income be hidden from everyone?
Unless there is a protective umbrella of evil forces on the War God Mountain, covering up for them.
Loen turned his eyes slightly and looked at the pitch-black night outside the window. He immediately covered the entire room with the power of the maze, and then fumbled around Circe.
Soon, based on his years of understanding of Teacher Silly Bird, he pulled out a crumpled booklet from under her butt.
When Loen opened it, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
The above are naturally the various types of clients he received during his time as a prostitute, as well as the corresponding illegal income.
The final net profit is divided into four parts.
Thirty percent was sent to the sanctuary on the mountain for the repair of the Great Temple and the maintenance of Athens' public facilities;
Sancheng sent it to his own residence to be used for the post-war reconstruction of several coastal city-states and the relocation of sea dwellers;
30% was given to Circe, Stheno, and Euryale to share as a reward for their hard work;
The last ten percent was confiscated and used to purchase food, sheet music, fine wine, and various leisure books...
With such a blatant pattern of sharing the spoils and the use of funds, Loen knew just by thinking about it how huge the umbrella of protection of this black industry chain is and who is involved in it.
In other words, none of those who are in charge of War God Mountain are clean!
So, I am the public property of War God Mountain?
Loen muttered inwardly with a dark face, and collected all the stolen money in the house into his own magic circle.
The three of them looked at the treasure that disappeared so quickly in front of them, their hearts ached and their eyes filled with tears.
I worked so hard on my knees begging for food for three months, but now all my work has been in vain.
However, the three female ghosts soon discovered that their tragic fate did not end there.
Luo En flipped through the book and said slowly:
"I just said that you did all this, right? The stolen money totals 20,000 gold coins, 300 boxes of gems, 450 magic books, mithril, orichalcum, and other precious materials... So far, only one-third has been recovered, so when will you return the rest?"
When the three heard this, they were stunned.
return?
They are just short of money and have to beg for money on their knees. In order to get the 30%, they have to look at the faces of those people in the God of War Mountain.
How come the big chunk of money was given to them, but in the end it was the three of them who had to fill the gap?
But when the idea of exposing the mastermind emerged in their minds, the three of them shook their heads in unison, simultaneously dispelling this tempting idea.
If they drag all the above people into the water, their snake skins and bird feathers will be in danger.
At this point, all we can do is swallow our anger and take the blame.
Seeing the three female ghosts keeping their mouths tightly shut and looking like they were determined to fight to the end, Loen nodded with satisfaction.
Of the 70% that flowed out, 30% was used by Athena to build Athens and repair the Great Temple, 30% was used by Thetis to curry favor with people and seduce the marine gods and sea dwellers to migrate inland; the last 10% was shared by Hestia, the three Graces, and the nine Muses to improve their lives...
Therefore, even if he had evidence in hand, he would not be able to recover the stolen goods from the above accomplices.
Besides, the law cannot hold everyone responsible.
There is no need to make a big deal about this. Just consider this small amount of money spent as the hard work pay for the above-mentioned people who fought and died in the Battle of Thessaly.
And wasn’t his mental loss caused by three innocent people who brought it upon themselves?
Loen narrowed his eyes and looked at the three female ghosts in front of him, and asked with a bright smile.
"So, when will the rest of the stolen money be handed in?"
"No, no money..."
The three poor little guys who had been fleeced of all their money had sad faces and answered weakly.
"That's easy." Luo En smiled, his expression still bright, "Just pay me back what you owe me."
When the three heard this, they felt relieved at first, but then big question marks popped up in their minds.
What do you owe? Pay it back.
Soon, they saw a victim slowly taking out a small black whip and walking towards them with a grin.
"Of course it's a debt of flesh - to be paid with flesh!"
The three female ghosts' faces changed drastically, and they all used all their strength to escape.
But at this moment, the doors and windows around them had already been sealed by spells, and a black whip like a snake or python wrapped around the ankles of the three people, dragging them into the darkness.
The crisp sound of cloth tearing, the girl's sad moans, and the groans of pleasure tinged with pain gradually filled the entire cabin.
A few days later, bright sunlight shone through the window lattice into the messy house.
The two thin and petite goddesses huddled in the corner, hugging each other tightly.
Even when they are soundly asleep, they are still like silkworms in cocoons, with their delicate bodies curled up, brows furrowed, and tears still hanging from the corners of their eyes.
The ten fingers pressed against each other seemed to seek comfort and support from each other, and the blue and purple patches on the snake skin told of the inhumane treatment the two sisters had suffered.
The outside of the bed was also in a mess. The bird's colorful wings were trembling, and the elf-like pointed ears were as red as blood. The rosy red skin showed the afterglow of conquest.
You've owed me for three months, and this is not enough to just pay me such a small amount?
Loen smiled contemptuously, first carefully untied the purple-red snake tail wrapped around his waist, then lifted up the colorful bird wings covering his body, got out of bed comfortably, poured himself a glass of honey water, and drank it to replenish some lost body fluids.
As the crisp sound of water echoed in the house, Lorne glanced at the female ghosts on the bed with their tails tangled and wings trembling, and a grim smile appeared on his face.
Awake? If so, keep going!
You want me to be your hostess, right? You want me to take your coins, right? I'm going to teach you a lesson this time!
Just as Loen was regrouping and preparing to embark on the road of educating the female ghost again, there was a dull knock on the door.
Seeing the familiar silhouette reflected on the window frame, Lorne frowned.
"Medusa? Why are you here?"
"Someone wants to see you..."
When Luo En heard this, his face darkened.
"I've already told you, I don't accept guests."
"Uh, they are the twin gods of the underworld..."
Medusa outside the door answered cautiously.
Loen realized that he had misunderstood, coughed dryly, and asked in a nonchalant manner.
"It's the two brothers, the God of Death and the God of Sleep. What are they doing here at the God of War Mountain?"
"He said he came to visit you and meet [that person]..."
Medusa repeated it obediently, deliberately emphasizing certain words.
Loen narrowed his eyes and looked at the black circular divine seal on the back of his hand, and he understood.
After the battle with the giants, the fact that his master was a guest at the God of War Mountain could no longer be concealed.
Just as the order of the underworld returned to normal, the two brothers, the god of death and the god of sleep, showed up.
But at this point, Loen is not going to keep it secret any longer.
After all, the gods of the underworld had clearly stood on the side of Mount Ares in the War of the Giants and made great efforts to defend Athens.
Since we are allies in the same boat, it is not advisable to be on guard and deceive each other. Some things should be discussed openly.
Soon, Loen made up his mind and gave instructions in a deep voice to Medusa outside the door.
"Let little Medea take them to the reception room and wait. I will be there in a moment."
Then, Loen thought for a moment and turned to look at Hecate's disciple on the bed.
"Wake up, stop pretending to be asleep, and go with little Medea to meet your two fellow disciples."
Circe, who was exposed on the spot, opened her eyes angrily, covered her swollen buttocks, and complained cautiously.
"My butt hurts, can I not go?"
"Ten days' sentence reduction, plus three rations of basic materials for alchemy experiments."
“Done!”
Upon hearing the generous conditions, Circe suddenly became energetic, cast a healing spell on herself skillfully, put on her clothes and rushed out the door.
This silly bird is so easily satisfied.
Loen looked at Circe's back as she walked away, covering her butt, smiled, stood up, walked out of the room, and headed towards the depths of Mount Ares.
Before the formal meeting, he still needed to "invite" his beloved master to come out.
(End of this chapter)
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