Chapter 410 Are we all part of your Play?
Half an hour later, in the reception room of Ares Mountain.
The two brothers, Death and Sleep, who had been waiting anxiously, finally received an invitation to a formal meeting. So, under the guidance of Circe and Medea, they got up and went to the inner meeting hall.
As soon as they entered the door, a stunningly beautiful face came into the eyes of the two brothers.
She was a beauty who could bring disaster upon herself. She was wearing an elegant black dress that flowed straight down her body, revealing a mysterious beauty.
A pair of white bare feet stepped on Greek-style sandals, and each of the ten slender and shiny toes was wearing an exquisite golden ring.
I have to say that the woman's feet are small and delicate, with a slightly raised arch, skin whiter than snow, and meridians clearly visible, just like two pieces of carved jade. For those who love feet, this is simply a godsend, and one can't help but hold it in the palm of their hands and play with it.
At the same time, her long lavender hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall exudes a sense of laziness and leisure, while the pointed ears sticking out from the hair on both sides highlight her unique identity.
The elegance and composure in her every move made her look like a dignified goddess, but at the same time, her alluring charm like a seductress also bloomed invisibly.
In short, this is a woman who always maintains an attitude of ease, elegant and charming, with a mysterious feeling like the night, making people never guess her next move.
The God of Death and the God of Sleep looked at each other from a distance, then quickly lowered their heads and saluted humbly.
"Mother Goddess..."
"Are you here? You're welcome. Sit down and eat with me. It's a rare opportunity to taste the cooking skills of the Kitchen God."
Hecate smiled and raised her hand to invite the gods of death and sleep to sit down, then she buried her head in enjoying the sumptuous snacks and dishes on the table.
Because she stuffed it in too quickly, her cheeks bulged up like a greedy squirrel.
The cuteness and loveliness that were revealed inadvertently diluted her coldness and made people feel that she was approachable, like a gentle and beautiful big sister next door.
However, Death and Sleep seemed even more restrained, and they only sat down halfway with trepidation.
Having served under the Queen of Hell for so many years, they were well aware of her evil nature of playing tricks on people.
Often the happier she is, the more unlucky some people are.
"You two are still so serious, it's boring..."
Hecate felt bored when she saw the expressions of her two subordinate gods as if they saw a tiger. She looked at the passers-by coming and going on the Ares Mountain with a smile on her eyes, and the interest in her eyes gradually became stronger.
Is this Athens? The place where the rebels first rang the bell of change?
Well, the locals retain the wisdom, joy and pride similar to the golden humans. The rich culture has given birth to thousands of faces. Some are empty, some are a mixture of good and bad, and some are interesting. The more you observe carefully, you can find many types, which is as interesting as opening a blind box on the street.
In short, the creatures called "human beings" here make her, a deity, feel comfortable, novel and fascinating.
Although the architecture and scenery of Athens are amazing to admire, the humans in Athens are obviously another more interesting sight.
It seems that if she wants to avoid being bored in the future, she needs to ask one of her good disciples to take her out for a walk.
Hecate muttered to herself while continuing to appreciate the "scenery" outside the window with interest.
Although those amethyst eyes were filled with a friendly and harmless smile, upon closer inspection, deep inside they contained a playful emotion, like a human observing the activities of a mouse.
Whether the indifference and detachment as if one has withdrawn from the rules of the world and looks at everything objectively is due to the calm and composed nature of the wise man or the arrogance rooted in the power of God, that is a matter of opinion.
"The main course is here, Master, please eat more."
A gentle voice entered my ears and a fragrance filled the air.
Hecate immediately ended her observation of the human mice and turned her head quickly and involuntarily, staring straight at the fried lamb chops sizzling on the iron plate after the lid was opened. Her mouth was saliva secreting crazily, and her throat was moving continuously to swallow saliva. Her purple eyes seemed to be glowing, and her originally cold and mysterious image was completely gone.
There was no way, she was too hungry.
After hundreds of years of imprisonment in the cave, she had only had a few good meals.
Although gods are immortal without eating, they will still feel hunger and thirst as time goes by.
In particular, a certain little bastard often liked to dangle some delicious food in front of her in order to torment her and force her to submit.
If the God of Death and the God of Sleep hadn't come to visit, she would probably have to sign a lot of humiliating treaties before she could taste the food on the table today.
Hecate looked resentfully at someone sitting next to her, a cunning look appearing in her dreamy purple eyes.
"My wrist hurts lately, how about you feed me?"
“Sizzle~!”
A sharp sound of metal tearing was heard, and the knives held in the hands of the God of Death and the God of Sleep cut through the metal plates in front of them, almost piercing the entire dining table.
"Be careful not to burn yourself."
A gentle voice came, and Lorne carefully cut off the fattest piece of the lamb chop and brought it to Hecate's mouth with a smile.
The goddess of the underworld also cooperated by opening her mouth, picking up the tender and juicy mutton on the fork and chewing it comfortably.
She looked like a young girl in love, acting coquettishly to her lover.
The God of Death and the God of Sleep couldn't help but shudder, and looked at the two people opposite them who were showing affection in public in surprise and weirdness.
When did they hook up?
Moreover, it has actually developed to this extent?
Could it be that the Queen's imprisonment was just a rumor? Was she imprisoned voluntarily?
As if she had noticed the strange looks from the two gods, Hecate rolled her eyes unhappily and looked towards the opposite side dimly.
"Why, do you have any objections?"
"No, as long as you are happy!"
The two brothers immediately broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads and shook their heads to deny it.
Seeing that although she had not been in the underworld for a long time, her power was still there, Hecate nodded with satisfaction, then pointed at the mutton juice overflowing from the corner of her mouth and said coquettishly to the instigator standing beside her.
"Look at you, it's all leaking out."
"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
Seeing that Loen lowered his head on his own initiative, the smile in Hecate's eyes became even more intense, and she winked cunningly.
"You used your fork too roughly, how about...feed me mouth-to-mouth?"
“Crack~~”
The forks in the hands of Medea and Circe were broken abruptly. The two witches, who were from the same school, looked up in astonishment and looked at the legendary cold and mysterious goddess of witchcraft.
In response to Hecate's ambiguous request, Lorne smiled slightly.
"Open your mouth."
“Ah~~”
Hecate opened her mouth obediently, a blush of anticipation showing on her face.
Medea and Circe looked at Hecate, who was looking up to be fed, and their impression of this witchcraft goddess was shattered.
Is this really the goddess they believe in?
How can you be so indecent!
At this moment, an arm stretched out like lightning, and a bronze fork with a large and long lamb chop was thrust straight into the depths of Hecate's throat.
“Woo woo~~”
A strong sense of foreign body was felt, and Hecate's jaw was stretched to the limit. Her eyes rolled up, and she looked like a skinned frog on a test bench that was electrocuted. Her limbs were flailing wildly, and crystal saliva was constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth.
After a long time, Hecate finally overcame the feeling of suffocation and managed to swallow the lamb chops that were stuck in her throat.
"Do you still want me to feed you? After practicing a few more times, I should be able to use the fork proficiently." Lorne asked with a smile. Although his tone was extremely gentle, he sounded like a tyrant in human skin, which made everyone present shudder.
Hecate shook her head dryly, and the smile on her face became somewhat resentful.
However, Lorne remained unmoved.
Others don’t understand, but he has been fighting with his master for so long and knows this woman’s character too well.
The so-called passionate love in front of her was nothing more than a test of obedience. She was trying to find out the bottom line of their game and whether she could take the initiative.
Now that he understands Hecate's true intention, Loen will definitely not keep a good face all the time, and he will definitely not show mercy when it is time to strike.
Ares Mountain and the Underworld are cooperating, and this woman is indeed a crucial link.
But how to cooperate and who should take the lead should be decided by Loen himself. This is the bottom line that cannot be crossed!
It has to be said that Hecate, who got the test results, was very smart. She immediately put away her superficial charm and looked at the two brothers, Death and Sleep, with a smile.
"As you can see, I'm living very well in Ares Mountain. I want to stay for a while longer."
good?
The two brothers, Death and Sleep, remembered the physical deepthroat performance just now and wanted to speak, but when they saw Hecate's right hand in Lorne's arm, they immediately lowered their brows and shut up.
What if someone likes this style?
After all, the XP of Greek gods is so wide-ranging, maybe these two are really a match made in heaven.
As long as they are happy, outsiders should not get involved.
Thinking of this, the two brothers, the God of Death and the God of Sleep, put away their distracting thoughts and asked seriously:
"Mother Goddess, if you plan to stay in the God of War Mountain for a long time, who will manage the [Pure Land of Bliss] in the future?"
Hecate seemed to be well prepared and gave the answer with a smile:
"Let Medea come. I like this child very much."
"I?"
Medea was stunned when she heard this. She was caught off guard by this appointment that suddenly fell on her head, and she began to feel insecure and timid.
"Can I do it?"
"sure!"
Luo En on the side smiled and gave an affirmative answer, looking at his junior sister with encouragement and approval.
"You are as talented as me and Circe in witchcraft and study hard. You have also received personal instruction from Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, and Athena, the goddess of wisdom. You can be promoted to a god and have a priesthood. The Pure Land is a good place and it suits you very well."
Although Medea was very happy to receive the praise from her senior brother, she was still a little embarrassed. She stole a glance at Lorne opposite her and answered hesitantly:
"But I don't want to leave my brother..."
Luo En didn't take it seriously and smiled to comfort him: "Don't worry, it's just a job for training. The normal operation of [Pure Land of Bliss] is mostly responsible for the three judges and the twin gods. You don't have to do it yourself and stay in there all day long."
"Really?" Medea's eyes lit up. Seeing that Hecate, the former Queen of the Pure Land and the master of the sect, also nodded in agreement, she was completely relieved and nodded sweetly, "Okay, since Senior Brother wants me to do this, then I agree."
Such a hasty answer made the God of Death and the God of Sleep on the opposite side feel a stomachache.
The Queen of the Pure Land? How did the noble mission of leading clean souls to the land of bliss become part of your play?
However, in a corner where the two of them could not see, Ron and Hecate looked at each other and nodded tacitly.
In fact, there are not two people participating in this play, but three people.
Nominating Medea as the new queen of Paradise was one of the conditions for Lorn to lead Hecate out of the cave on Mount Ares.
Although in order to dispel the doubts of Hecate's former subordinates, it is necessary to announce the news that the master is at the Ares Mountain.
But Loen was not prepared to let the tiger go back to the mountain, and he was not really going to release Hecate herself back to the underworld.
After all, who knows whether this restless woman will turn against him and stab him in the back after returning to her lair.
Therefore, the safest way is to send a friendly signal to Hecate's old subordinates in the underworld and send a middleman to be responsible for communication.
Medea, who will be promoted to the Queen of Paradise in the future mythology, is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
On the one hand, she is thoughtful and more reliable than the silly bird Circe.
On the other hand, her not-so-strong strength would not make the entire underworld gods system feel fearful.
In addition, the Hades and his family were his adoptive parents and took good care of him...
Melinoe, the goddess of conspiracy, was his adopted sister, and he had already educated her...
Two of the three judges, one was King Minos and he had a close personal relationship, and the other was Rhadamanthys who remarried Alcmene and was Hercules' current stepfather...
With such a strong relationship, as long as she says hello, Medea can go to the underworld alone to work and she can do whatever she wants.
With the priesthood, Medea can further escape from the mortal body and enter the realm of immortality.
In order to take good care of his earthly lovers, Loen put a lot of thought into it behind the scenes.
Atalanta was raised by Artemis, and was loved by the goddess of hunting. She went ashore in the Temple of the Moon and took control of it.
Helen has two brothers as supporters and has obtained the Virgo Gold Cloth, so it is just as easy for her to join the Sanctuary;
Hippolyta's biological father is Ares, and she is valued by Artemis, so her future will not be a problem;
However, in the Aeolian island lineage to which Medea belonged, the big boss Hecate was defeated alone by his unworthy disciple, and their teacher Circe was unreliable.
It is reasonable for Luo En, as a senior brother, to plan the future career of his junior sister.
Although Medea didn't know about the play transaction behind the scenes, she truly felt the care and concern of her senior brother. The depression she originally felt for not being able to queue up for "wine tasting" because she emptied the private treasury disappeared instantly, and was replaced by the sweetness that continued to brew in her heart.
At this moment, Luo En continued to fleece his master Hecate for the sake of his junior sister:
"Since I'm working for you, you, as my master, should at least give me some kind of gift, right?"
Knowing that she could not escape this disaster, Hecate glared at that unworthy disciple, bit the tip of her index finger, and gently drew a ring-shaped mark like a crown on the center of Medea's forehead.
After doing all this, Hecate looked up at the gods of death and sleep opposite her and said in a deep voice:
"When you meet her in the future, it will be the same as meeting me. Just follow her instructions if you have anything to do. Do you have any objections?"
Hearing the meaningful question, the God of Death and the God of Sleep were startled and nodded respectfully.
"As you command, Mother Goddess!"
Hearing the two people's statements, Hecate nodded with satisfaction.
Gods who are alive at their age are certainly not fools. Although these two brothers are her subordinate gods, they may question her authority and defect to other families over time.
It would be better to let this little girl Medea temporarily take over the position of Queen of Paradise, so that she can make her presence felt. When she has the chance to return to the underworld in the future, this girl probably won't pose any threat to her.
When Hecate thought of this, her eyes turned softer towards little Medea.
"The Talisman of Destroying All Laws is in your hand? Let me see."
"oh."
Medea nodded, and obediently took out the purple curved dagger from the magic circle diagram and handed it to the master opposite her.
Hecate's fingertips gently wiped across the blade, a trace of golden-red blood blended into it, and a more obscure and mysterious charm flowed through it.
"Since Melinoe can't keep it by himself, this thing will belong to you from now on. Keep it."
"Thank you, Master Hecate!"
Upon hearing this, Medea happily took back the artifact that was extremely compatible with her and couldn't put it down.
"Okay, I'm tired after talking for so long." After doing all this, Hecate yawned and waved to the two brothers, the god of death and the god of sleep. "If there is nothing else, you can go back first. I also need to rest."
Death and Sleep nodded respectfully, then left the Great Temple, taking Medea with her to the underworld to go through the onboarding process.
They have already obtained the information they want, and as for the rest, it is best not to ask any more questions. This is a rare quality of excellent subordinates.
Circe, who had nothing to do, saw the three men leaving and followed them enthusiastically to see them off.
As the meeting hall returned to calm, Hecate snorted and looked at her unfilial disciple who was acting arrogantly beside her, with a hint of depression and shame in her eyes.
"So, can you untie this thing for me?"
As she spoke, ripples appeared on the surface of the Hell Queen's body like water waves, and a layer of transparent air twisted and shattered.
What caught my eye was a professional rope bondage that was folded in the middle, put around the neck, and tied at the clavicle, the middle of the chest, the sternum, and the pubic bone. At the same time, there were faint divine patterns flowing on the rope, and between the ropes were standard tortoise-shell-shaped diamonds, which not only made the witchcraft goddess convex where it should be convex, but also made her hands folded behind her back.
Upon closer inspection, these black, serpent-like ropes seemed to be woven from the ten rings on Hecate's toes.
Obviously, it is not just a decoration, but also a torture device to restrict actions.
At today's banquet, she was obviously wearing this torture device the entire time, maintaining a humiliating posture...
(End of this chapter)
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