Chapter 44: Fight, fight! I want to see a river of blood!
“Dinner is ready!”
Finally, the call from the kitchen that sounded like the sound of nature made him rush downstairs as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"I'll help!"
Seeing someone running away, Athena could only shake her head and give up for the time being. She went downstairs helplessly and went to the back to help in the kitchen.
Although her aunt is usually quiet and gentle, once she enters her own exclusive territory and picks up the spatula and spoon, her fighting power and sense of oppression will increase exponentially.
Under the command of the stove goddess, the two adults quickly cleared the table and brought up a sumptuous dinner.
As the aroma of the food drifted out of the house through the half-open window, the two little girls wandering on the street were automatically called back home. They sat down obediently next to their respective guardians and looked eagerly at the rich dishes on the table.
By now, the Minoans had learned to raise cattle, sheep, pigs, goats and other livestock, grow wheat, barley, wild peas, chickpeas, and cultivate a series of crops such as grapes, figs, pomegranates, and olives. In addition, the abundant seafood nearby made their diet quite extensive.
Loen even saw artificially produced honey on it. Apparently, these Minoans on Crete had already learned some tricks of domesticating bees.
"Come on, come on, don't be polite, come and try my cooking!"
As she spoke, Hestia stood up, picked up the spoon and fork, and took the lead in putting some of her most proud dishes on the plates of Lorne and little Medusa.
Loen was flattered to be personally entertained by the goddess of the stove.
"Don't worry, Auntie loves to have new faces taste her homemade recipes. I've never seen her so enthusiastic when I visited her before."
Athena, who was feeling ignored, snorted and then glanced at Lorne and little Medusa beside her, smiling and joking.
"But after dinner, I'm afraid you'll keep pestering her with suggestions for improvement. Maybe you'll even talk all night long, so I suggest you run away right after dinner."
"Girl, you only know how to plot against me behind my back. Be careful or I'll only serve you a bowl of porridge next time I come to your house!"
Hestia picked up the spoon and glared at her niece unhappily, and everyone couldn't help but smile knowingly.
As the atmosphere at the table eased, the goddess of wisdom decisively picked up a piece of lamb chop that was grilled to a golden color, ate it elegantly and quickly, and took the initiative to fire the first shot of the meal.
Everyone immediately stopped being reserved, followed suit, chose food according to their own preferences, and started to feast on it.
The two little ones have a special liking for desserts and fruits, while Lorne, who is still growing, prefers meat.
Although I have some doubts about the dietary standards and cooking skills in the Age of Gods, as I put a piece of lamb chop in my mouth, the soft and elastic meat melted on the touch of my teeth, and the rich juice burst on the tip of my tongue. With just a pinch of salt and a little bit of spice, the original taste of the food not only did not have the slightest fishy smell, but was even more delicate and rich.
High-end ingredients often only require simple cooking.
Similarly, good lamb does not need to be cooked with heavy spices.
Loen, who couldn't stop, soon ate seven or eight pieces. The pleasure and satisfaction brought by the meat made his tense heart relax a little.
But unfortunately, there is a lack of black pepper to relieve the greasiness.
Otherwise, the meal was perfect.
They let down their guard, opened their stomachs, and after devouring the food in no time, the well-fed people sat lazily in their chairs, with looks of satisfaction on their faces.
The greatest respect for a chef is to eat all the food she cooks.
Looking at the empty cups and plates, Hestia nodded with satisfaction, and took the initiative to stand up and clean up the messy table, showing the temperament of a good housewife and mother.
Of course, the premise is to ignore her current height and immature appearance.
Perhaps because of her young mentality and the divinity of the virgin goddess, Zeus's eldest sister is still like a young girl.
But it is undeniable that the nutrients Hestia absorbed over the years have not been wasted, and she has even grown to be a supermodel.
Looking at the two big, white, swaying fruits as Hestia walked, Loen couldn't help but feel a surge of blood and a dry mouth.
Well, since the benefits gained from the power of war have not yet been fully digested, coupled with the surging hormones of adolescence, it is inevitable that he is more likely to become aroused when he encounters some adult women who are more likely to cause crime.
And Hestia is exactly the person who is very suitable to be a wife in Greek mythology.
Whether it's personality or body shape.
As for Athena...
Loen briefly recalled what happened when he first saw it, and the difference between the statue and himself, and could only say.
There is a suspicion of bullying customers...
"cough……"
A familiar cough beside his ear made him shudder subconsciously. He came to his senses immediately, sat up straight, and stared at the wooden texture of the dining table intently, while a fine bead of sweat broke out on the back of his neck.
I actually forgot that this was in front of the two main gods. It seemed that I was too full.
Fortunately, Athena was just bringing up a topic and didn't notice someone's improper look or blasphemous thoughts in their mind.
"We just had dinner, why don't we do something to kill time?"
As the Goddess of Wisdom spoke, her eyes fell on the several fruits of different sizes and weights on the plate, and her thoughts were self-evident.
"It's not a good time to do strenuous exercise after a meal. How about we play some puzzle games?"
Seeing this, Loen quickly changed the subject.
He didn't want to work hard all day measuring data and doing scientific research with this wise goddess who had eight hundred minds.
With my limited knowledge, I can fool people a bit, but if I really dig deep into a field, I will be exposed sooner or later.
But it would be better to stop this woman from having these thoughts in advance, so that he doesn't have to be on guard every day.
"Wait me a moment."
As he spoke, Loen stood up and went upstairs. He took out the Greek version of chess that he had used to trick Hecate from his luggage and placed it in front of Athena.
A puzzle game?
Athena looked at the criss-crossing grids, played with the chess pieces of various shapes in her hands, listened with great interest to Ron's explanation of the rules, and her attention was quickly drawn to this thing.
Great, you’re hooked!
Loen nodded with satisfaction, then set up the formation and used practical operations to teach Athena the rules and techniques.
Of course, he used the chess moves and patterns of another old acquaintance, Hecate.
Wasn't it becoming increasingly difficult for me to deal with the Moon Goddess on the chessboard? It just so happened that I had the great Goddess of Wisdom to fight her from a distance, and I acted as the middleman to give advice and review the game.
After getting rid of two big troubles at once, a sinister smile appeared on Loen's face.
Fight, fight! I want to see a river of blood!
Time slipped by like quicksand through fingers, passing by unnoticed. The clear sound of chess pieces falling on the board drowned out the crackling of the burning fire. Athena gradually became intoxicated in the fierce virtual battles.
And by reproducing the previous chess games, Loen also got a lot of strategies to target Hecate, which benefited both sides and brought him great rewards.
only……
He looked up at the jade hook outside the window that had already risen to the sky, and couldn't help yawning.
"It's too late. How about we make an appointment later when we're free?"
"Okay..."
Athena nodded with a lingering feeling, but did not force him to stay.
After all, she had just started playing this interesting game and needed to organize her thoughts and come up with a targeted strategy.
Looking at the back of the man pulling his sister upstairs, Athena picked up the chess piece representing the queen in her hand and played with it between her fingers, her purple pupils as bright as star marks flickering slightly.
What an interesting little guy. Maybe I can...
(End of this chapter)
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