Chapter 428 Excuse me, can I jump off the boat?
The waning moon sank into the horizon, the long night gradually faded away, and the faint light of dawn pierced through the mist and shone into the towering temple.
Loen looked at Helen, who was curled up like a cat in his arms with her brows tightly furrowed. He shook his head helplessly, stood up, put on his clothes, and quietly walked out of the hall.
"It seems that you slept well last night?"
Hermes came around the corner with a smirk on his face.
Luo En rolled his eyes at the Messenger God who might have been eavesdropping last night, then casually opened the power of the maze and asked in a deep voice:
"How's it going? Have you made any progress on the matter you were asked to investigate?"
Speaking of business, Hermes shook his head with an unpleasant expression:
“The gods are not on the mountain.”
"What about the Sanctuary?"
"I tried the method you said, and there was no one inside."
"What about the divine blood nobles of Athens?"
"I asked, but no one knows. Moreover, those old guys are more cunning than the other, all calculating the gains and losses of themselves and their families. They have long lost the enterprising spirit they had in the war against the giants. They agreed to Sparta's conscription of the divine blood heroes of various city-states to attack Troy, mostly to sit back and watch the fight, so that this war would wear down the strength of the other city-states. Athens, which did not intervene, thus maintained its military lead and continued to hold its position as the leader of the alliance."
When Luo En heard the answer, he couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his sore eyebrows.
Although he had expected this, facing this result still gave him a headache.
But then, he gathered his distracting thoughts and analyzed in an orderly manner:
"It's not surprising that the old guys on Ares Mountain want to sit back and watch the fight. To some extent, this is a good thing. After all, if Sparta and Athens are still of one mind, our God King will probably not be able to sit still."
"That's right. Geguo and I called so many people from various city-states to help us, and we didn't see His Majesty the Divine King interfere."
"It's also possible that this is exactly what he wants to see."
Lorne spoke calmly, his tone meaningful.
"You mean..." Hermes' smile froze, and his voice became dry, "He plans to use this Trojan War to wipe us out in one fell swoop?"
Luo En nodded and said, "It's about right."
"Then why did you invite so many people?" Hermes raised his voice several octaves, looking depressed.
Lorne rolled his eyes at Hermes and said unhappily, "If we don't call in more people to muddy the water, how can we put on a stage and perform? How can we hide trees in the forest? It's better to let these little guys test their depth in the front than to charge into battle ourselves. If they make some noise, we can still cover them from behind. If we are gone, there will be no hope for Greece."
Hermes heard the hidden meaning and was shocked: "Are you planning to take action in Troy as well?"
Luo En asked calmly, "What else? We have been drifting outside for two hundred years. It can't be that we are looking for a birthday gift for His Majesty the Divine King, right?"
Hermes hesitated. "Just a few of us? Isn't this too risky?"
"So, it's best to find the missing gods and heroes before the dust settles on the Trojan War." Loen responded in a deep voice, his tone still as calm as water.
Hermes couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he heard this, and asked cautiously, "By the way, can I still jump off the boat now?"
Lorne grinned, revealing eight neat white teeth: "No!"
Hermes' hopeful expression suddenly collapsed, and he said with a sad face: "What should we do next?"
"Let's go to the beach first and pick up Hecate and the people on the boat. According to the time, they should be here soon." Loen murmured as he spread the huge golden wings behind him. Then he disappeared and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the coast near Sparta.
Hermes also resigned himself to his fate, activated his power of super speed, and followed behind with his head down.
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A few hours later, Sparta was close to sea.
The Argo, fully wrapped in concealment magic, passed through the hazy sea fog and headed for the shore.
Ron and Hermes, who were waiting on the beach, looked at each other, turned into streams of light and went onto the deck.
As soon as they met, the Argonauts could not wait to ask about their city-states, relatives and wives.
Naturally, Loen knew everything about this and answered the questions of the Argonauts on the ship one by one.
When everyone heard about their bloodline and the descendants they cared about, most of them rushed to Sparta to join them. They could hardly contain their excitement and wanted to rush to the city immediately to recognize their relatives.
"If you want to do this for the benefit of the younger generations, don't show up so easily."
Lorne reminded earnestly, his tone becoming a bit serious.
Although Gogo received the conscription order from the Ares Mountain, he was able to mobilize more than half of the Greek city-states and summon dozens of famous heroes of divine blood to Sparta, mainly due to the efforts of the Argo heroes on the ship.
These heroes on the ship are either high-ranking officials such as kings and princesses of various states, or founders and rulers of a divine blood family, so they have a strong appeal to various city-states.
If they had not sent the order to their descendants and relatives through the messenger Hermes to unite with Sparta to attack Troy, Helen might not have been able to support such a big scene yesterday.
But at this moment, the enemy's situation is unclear, and it is not the best time to meet.
Although Loen could understand the feelings of the Argonauts, for the safety of more people, some things had to be done with caution.
Fortunately, after going through so many trials and tribulations, the heroes are no longer stubborn and reckless men, and their trust in Commander Loen is deeply engraved in their bones.
After hearing this earnest advice, they suppressed the urge to reunite with their families, and under the order of Captain Jason, they returned to their posts and jointly maneuvered the Argo to slowly approach the shore.
As the crowd dispersed, Lorne took Hermes into the guest room in the lower cabin.
At this time, Hecate, dressed in a white gauze dress, was sitting in front of the chessboard, playing with several wooden chess pieces that she had eaten.
The disciple Medea sat opposite, looking at the defense line that was almost broken through, with a worried look on her face.
Circe, as an apprentice, stood obediently behind Hecate, massaging her shoulders and back. From time to time, she also handed a fruit plate to the two people playing chess, looking quite humble.
There was no way out. Her brain was simply not capable of learning complicated chess games, so she could only work as a servant under the tyranny of her teacher Hecate.
Of course, this lazy and foolish bird was not completely convinced at first and tried to resist Hecate's tyranny.
But by then Hecate had been completely freed from the ban and had returned to her true nature as the Queen of Hell and the Goddess of Witchcraft. She only used a few tricks on Circe to make her beloved disciple completely obedient, and she was more docile than a quail all day long.
Seeing Lorn and Hermes coming in, Hecate decisively sent Medea's [King] to the guillotine, then threw down the chess piece, smiled and asked:
"How was it? What did you gain from this trip?"
Luo En smiled slightly, stepped forward and told the good news he brought:
"The crisis of Sparta has been resolved. I also took the opportunity to drag Mycenae into the water. I plan to use them as cannon fodder to attack Troy and test the reaction of His Majesty the God King."
"Using stillness to overcome movement? This method is relatively safe, but I'm afraid that His Majesty the Divine King doesn't have the patience to take it slow."
"So, we need to solve the mystery of the disappearance of the gods before the dust settles on the Trojan War."
Hecate nodded and turned her gaze to Hermes.
Hermes waved his hands quickly, looking helpless. "Don't look at me. There is no one in Ares Mountain. Most of the God-Blooded Heroes who participated in the Giant War in various city-states have also disappeared. I have no idea about their whereabouts."
Luo En complained with a dark face: "I asked you to report the harvest, why are you specifically reporting the loss?"
"Don't worry. I didn't get anything from Ares Mountain, but I did get some other news from Olympus." Hermes had a sly smile on his face. "Do you want to hear it?"
Hecate and Lorne looked at each other and picked up the fruit knife on the table at the same time.
“No, no!” Seeing that the two men opposite him were about to stab him, Hermes didn’t bother to liven up the atmosphere with a smile on his face and said directly, “Do you remember the pressure we felt after returning to the Greek Age of Gods?”
"Destiny and divinity?" Hecate frowned.
"I don't know what it is, but it seems to come from Olympus! Because the closer I get to there, the more sluggish the flow of divine power in my body becomes!"
Hermes answered sternly, his tone filled with fear for the once holy mountain.
Lorne thought for a moment and looked at Hermes seriously:
"I need you to help me with something right now."
"What?"
"Let's go to the Temple of Fate and pay homage to the three goddesses of fate!"
When Hermes heard this, he couldn't help but recall the scene on the battlefield of Thessaly, where three black-clad goddesses holding maces beat the Titan King Kronos and his two younger brothers to death in public.
"Hiss~~" Hermes took a breath, his face turned green, and he looked at Lorne with suspicion, "Visit them? Are you sure you don't want me to die?"
Luo En comforted him in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Themis who came to ask for help that year is fine. The three of them have no reason to kill you."
"That's a different time!" Hermes didn't respond, but spoke out his concerns. "The gods and heroes disappeared for no reason, and Greece has become what it is now, and they haven't come forward to mediate. Why do I feel like they have been involved with Zeus for a long time?"
"Could there be another possibility?" Luo En took a deep breath, his eyes flickering faintly, "It's not that the three goddesses of fate don't want to intervene, but that they simply don't have the ability to intervene?"
Hermes was slightly stunned, then he realized what was happening and his expression changed, looking a little unbelievable:
"You mean—they disappeared, too?"
"I'm just guessing, so I need you to help verify it. If my guess is correct, the Temple of Destiny is the safest option."
Lorne answered bluntly, then looked at Hermes helplessly.
"This was originally for your own good, but since you disagree, let's switch. You go to Troy to explore the background of the God King, and I will be in charge of the Temple of Destiny."
"No, I'll go to the Temple of Destiny!"
When Hermes heard that he had to hang around under the nose of Zeus, he immediately shrank his neck and decisively chose a simple question.
Then, in order to prevent Loen from going back on his word after assigning the task, the messenger god immediately rushed to the deck in a hurry.
"There is no time to lose. I'll go first and we'll meet up in Troy!"
Looking at Hermes running away in a hurry, Lorne smiled without saying a word, while Hecate rolled her eyes.
If you believe whatever he says, is there another possibility:
Although something has happened to the three goddesses of fate, the Temple of Fate is not safe either.
Because Zeus might have sent someone, or just been squatting there himself?
(End of this chapter)
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