Chapter 419 Sister-in-law, open the door quickly. I am your brother-in-law.
As the night deepened, Lorne stood on the bow of the Argo, staring at the sea in a trance. The fierce wind blew in from the sea, as cold as a knife, making people feel chilled.
As a burst of hot fragrance rushed into his nose from behind, Loen came back to his senses and turned to look behind him.
Medea was holding a pottery jar in one hand and carrying a food box, and she quietly came behind him.
"The jar contains fresh fish soup. I just took it off the stove. It's still hot and can be used to ward off the cold. The food box contains fried fish fillets. They taste great too. Try some, brother."
The girl introduced quietly while taking out the carefully cooked food.
Although a hundred years had passed, the Colchis princess had long since gotten rid of her physical immaturity and her figure had become sexy and enchanting, but because she was protected too well, her mind was still quite immature. Even if she tried hard to conceal it, she could not hide the worry that came from her heart between her brows.
After all, her senior brother had been standing at the bow of the boat for most of the day since he saw the grandparents and grandchildren, which really made her worried.
Lorne saw the clue on Medea's face, and couldn't help but relax his brows and smile:
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I was just a little distracted. You haven't eaten either, right? Let's sit down and eat together."
Medea nodded obediently, sat down next to her senior brother, swiftly opened the food box, took out the bowls and plates, and shared the fruits of her labor.
As a seasoned chef, Lorne did not forget to comment on the pros and cons of each dish at a professional level during the tasting process, and praised Medea's increasingly sophisticated cooking skills.
Under the deliberate flattery of a certain old fox, Medea's face turned red and she gradually forgot the original purpose of her visit.
By the time the little girl, who had completely fallen for the sweet words, hurriedly packed up the lunch box and ran back to the kitchen with a red face, the smile on Loen's face gradually faded. He turned his head to look at the dark Sea of Oceanus, and the gloom in his eyes burst out.
At first he was skeptical about what the old man said, but as the Argo moved towards the Peloponnese Peninsula, he actually did not sense the breath of the gods.
Even the monsters and monsters that originally lived in the Sea of Oceanus were extremely rare.
A certain sense of obscurity filled the heaven and earth, becoming stronger the closer one got to mainland Greece, as if invisibly suppressing the growth of the earthly population.
——The power of [Destiny]?
Loen spread out his palm and frowned deeply as he looked at the golden flame in his hand which had shrunk again.
Half an hour later, the sound of waves around us gradually weakened, and the winding coastline came into view.
Finally, here we are…
Loen's heartbeat was inexplicably disordered, and there was a strange feeling of homesickness in his eyes.
After more than two hundred years, he successfully returned to his homeland, but Greece had undergone tremendous changes. He didn't know whether his missing relatives and friends were alive or dead. It was really fate's trick.
Just as Loen was sighing inwardly, his eyes suddenly narrowed sharply, and he looked at the large cloud of dust under the moonlight with a cold expression.
There's movement on the shore!
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Boom!
With a dull roar, huge rocks rolled over the mountain ridge and rolled down. The brown and black horse running in the front on the narrow road was unable to dodge and was hit directly. Its brain burst and its four hooves fell limp.
The two remaining war horses were frightened, neighing, and stepping back repeatedly, and the galloping carriage was forced to stop immediately.
"Robbery!"
A group of robbers shouted excitedly, and they surrounded the carriage stuck in the mountain road from top to bottom from the hill. Stone locks and javelins thrown along the way smashed down dully, constantly hitting the stagnant targets.
Damn you bandit!
Under the cold moonlight, a tall, elegant and heroic woman with long brown-black hair changed her expression slightly, cursed inwardly, and struggled to tighten the reins, pulling the violent warhorse back. Then she lifted her skirt, bent her knees and jumped off the carriage, and decisively drew a sword and shield from the carriage with her backhand.
Phew!
A flash of cold light passed by, and a blood arrow spurted out of the throat of the tall bandit who was rushing in the front. The man dropped his weapon in horror, covered his wound, and gasped, but still couldn't stop the blood from his neck from spurting.
As the blood drained away, the tall bandit fell to the ground in a moment, his face turned pale and he stopped twitching.
During this period, the short sword in the hand of the woman with long brown and black hair flew up and down, and with her exquisite sword skills, she killed the bandits who were trying to grab the spoils first.
The strong smell of blood filled the air. The hundreds of bandits that followed, seeing the woman in front of the carriage so ferocious, suddenly froze up, slowed down their pace, and looked quite fearful.
"Griffin? Binary Star? Spartan! Boss, this woman is from Sparta!"
"Golden deer and cypress are the carriages of the Moon Temple!"
When the distance got closer, a few knowledgeable bandits saw the swords, shields and elephant emblems on the carriage in the moonlight and couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
At first they thought the leader was a woman and they thought they had encountered a weak lamb, but unexpectedly it was a tough female wolf that broke into the mountain.
"That's good to know! We are Sparta's special envoys, and we are on an important mission!"
The woman shouted coldly, pulled off the bag at her waist, and threw it at the bandits' feet, replenishing them with both kindness and force.
"This is a bag of golden Zeus. You can take it. It's enough to live happily for a few months. Get out of the way immediately. I promise that I won't pursue your offense. Otherwise, what awaits you is only the endless revenge of the Spartans and the pursuit of the Moon Temple!"
With a clinking sound, pieces of Zeus' gold rolled around, making a pleasant and extremely tempting sound.
Gurgle...
The bandits swallowed their saliva, their eyes showing greed, but no one stepped forward.
Then, a sturdy man wearing bronze armor and with a half-foot scar on his face pushed away the bandits who were ready to make a move in front of him, stepped on the money bag on the ground, and looked greedily at the heroic woman.
"I want both the money and the person! It's rare to meet such a beautiful girl, and you still want to run away? Just lie down and let the brothers have their fun first!"
The words of the suspected bandit leader immediately ignited the greed and lust in the hearts of the bandits.
That’s right, if you get this bitch, you will not only earn more, but also feel great!
As long as you do the work cleanly, who would know it was them who did it?
The bandits had lustful and greedy looks in their eyes, and they almost stripped the Spartan envoy's clothes off on the spot, while they rushed forward to surround him, waving swords, shields and spears.
"Protect the adults!"
Several accompanying Spartan warriors immediately formed a battle formation and roared, fighting with these ignorant bandits.
The priestess with long brown-black hair was no pretty face either. She snorted coldly and took advantage of the gap when the bandits were being held back to rush forward, pointing her dagger directly at the daring bandit leader.
boom!
However, the red and black ether vibrated, the air exploded, the wind was gusting, but the bandit leader who raised his shield to withstand the blow did not move at all. Instead, the priestess stepped back several steps, her arms numb.
Divine Blood Warriors? How could there be a descendant of God among the bandits!
Could it be that the Greek states have become so corrupt that they can't even keep their precious blood warriors?
The priestess looked at the Spartan soldiers who were locked in a bitter battle and the hundreds of bandits who were advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. Her heart sank and a thick haze gathered in her eyes.
No, they can also fight, they are regular army!
"I thought you were such a powerful woman, but this is all you can get? Or should I let my baby play with you?"
At the same time, the bandit leader in the shadows waved his hand with a grin, and a monster with messy hair, three heads of a lion, a goat and a poisonous snake, tied with chains, was led out from the crowd.
Two tall and thin men in black clothes and robes waved their wands to lift the suppression spell. The monster that escaped immediately roared and pounced on the carriage.
Magicians? And domesticated chimeras?
The priestess' pupils shrank, and before she could give a warning, the notorious monster rushed down the mountain and instantly beat several Spartan warriors into meat paste, and the battle formation collapsed.
"Beast!" The priestess' eyes widened when she saw her companion's tragic death. She immediately raised her sword and shield and rushed towards the vicious beast.
"Bang!"
A sharp lion claw came swiftly, and the priestess quickly raised her shield to meet the attack, but the powerful force went straight through the shield, causing her to stumble and crash into the carriage.
Then, the priestess' eyes blurred, and the bronze dagger was bitten into a pool of iron filings by the Chimera's open bloody mouth.
A foul-smelling wind blew in her face. The priestess saw from the corner of her eye that all her teammates were dead. Her face was immediately filled with despair.
puff!
At the critical moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the three heads of Chimera exploded, turning into a sticky blood mist.
In full view of everyone, the monster that easily defeated a Spartan team of ten fell to the ground with a bang. After twitching a few times, it stopped moving completely and became a corpse that gradually lost its residual heat.
The priestess turned her eyes and looked at the weapon on the tree trunk that killed the Chimera, and her face was filled with surprise.
Stone?
"Who dares to do this? Get out here!"
The thieves' leader's eyes twitched, and he shouted in a timid manner while looking around for his target.
Puff puff puff!
However, just as he finished speaking, there were several explosions in the air nearby. The bandits surrounding the carriage, covering their throats with blood gushing out, fell to the ground in fear.
At the same time, the grass and trees all around moved, and a blurry figure was moving among the bandits at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. Wherever the black cold light passed, the bandits along the way were all beheaded.
Even though blood was splattering like red rain, the blurry figure walking among the bandits remained spotless, like the god of death gracefully wielding his scythe.
monster!
Seeing that more than a hundred of his men were slaughtered in the space of a few breaths, and two magicians were each hit on the head by a stone before they could even open their mouths, the bandit leader's eyes were filled with bloodshot with fear, and he instinctively rushed to the carriage, intending to grab a warhorse and escape from this hellish place that had become a slaughterhouse.
Although he had received a death order to kill the Spartan messenger, if he escaped back he would definitely be thrown into the cellar to feed the monsters.
But his intuition told him that this guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere was a thousand times more terrifying than the Warcraft.
Staying here is definitely a dead end!
puff!
But before the bandit leader could rush to the carriage, the blurry figure swung out the weapon in his hand and nailed his palm to the rafter.
Branches?
Seeing the weapon piercing his palm, the bandit leader felt even more frightened.
A pair of purple eyes looked over, deep and cold:
"Who are you? Why did you rob and kill the Spartan envoy? Tell me the truth, and I may consider sparing your life."
"I am not..."
"puff!"
A flash of blood appeared, and the branch that pierced the bandit leader's palm violently stirred at the wound, causing incomparable pain.
"Last chance, speak, or die!"
The cold voice was filled with murderous intent, as if it could freeze the human soul.
The thief leader shuddered, his desire to survive overcoming his courage, his face pale as he stammered:
"yes……"
"boom!"
However, just as he opened his mouth, his entire head exploded. The headless body twitched a few times and fell straight to the ground.
"Someone has put a spell on me?"
The figure in the moonlight frowned at the headless corpse on the ground, then looked aside, tried to force a gentle smile on his face, and spoke again.
"What about you? What's your name?"
"Ge, Geguo, the priest of the Moon Temple..."
The woman answered in a dry voice and swallowed unconsciously.
Gorgo? The future queen of Sparta who was said to have ruled Greece?
Luo En raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised that he could meet a future celebrity just after landing, and then he slowed down his tone and said:
"Don't worry. Princess Helen and I are old acquaintances. If it's convenient, why not tell me what's wrong with Sparta? Maybe I can help."
Hearing the other party's initiative to show goodwill and introduce himself, Ge Guo glanced at the corpses lying on the ground around him, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice:
"As you can see, Sparta is indeed in big trouble: King Agamemnon of Mycenae has sent a large army to besiege Sparta and force the princess to marry him. I am going to Athens to ask for help. I hope Ares will mediate for the sake of our former allies."
"Agamemnon wants to marry Helen? Did I hear that correctly? Isn't he Helen's brother-in-law?"
Luo En was stunned when he heard this, feeling a little unbelievable.
Because in the original historical trajectory, the one who pursued Helen should have been Agamemnon's brother Menelaos, who took advantage of this opportunity to become the king of Sparta and control Sparta's powerful army.
At this moment, Geguo showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, as if he was a little embarrassed to say the reason:
"Because Princess Clytemnestra eloped with a visiting prince from Troy and secretly took away a lot of treasures and women from the Mycenae palace. King Agamemnon felt insulted, so he led his troops to besiege Sparta and demanded that Princess Helen marry him as compensation."
"Could that Trojan prince be called Paris?"
"Yes! Did you know?"
Lorne nodded, a strange look on his face.
Of course he knew, because Prince Paris was the fuse of the Trojan War!
The only difference is that in his original destiny, he abducted Helen, but now it is Helen's sister, Clytemnestra, the wife of King Agamemnon.
It's a mess, everything is a mess!
Luo En took a deep breath, suppressed his messy thoughts, and asked in a deep voice:
"What about the King of Sparta? He didn't show any reaction when he was blocked at his door? I don't remember you Spartans having such a good temper."
Ge Guo pursed his lips and looked at Princess Helen's old friend in front of him with some suspicion:
"His Majesty and the Queen have long passed away, and now Princess Helen is ruling on his behalf. As a result, the throne of Sparta has been vacant for a long time, and people in the country are uneasy, which has attracted the covetousness of those who have ulterior motives."
"What? Father and mother passed away?"
The Spartan twins, who came from the ship and happened to hear these words, were like meteors across the sky, landing on the mountain road wearing holy clothes, their faces ashen.
(End of this chapter)
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