Chapter 668: The Virgin Goddess is out of stock, who will replenish it?
A few days later, Athens.
"Open the door! Demigod Council!"
The God-Blood nobles in the city were still dreaming in their beds when they were pulled out of their beds by the heavy infantry and the God-Blood Guards who broke into the door, and were invited to the military camp or the God of War Mountain for tea.
The communication process was harmonious and friendly. The nobles, who usually walked sideways, were as quiet in the room as frightened quails.
Because the spy chief named "Katniss" really kills people.
Moreover, she not only has the oracles of the gods in her hands, but also the tokens of the city builders from the major families brought from the Pure Land of Bliss, and she has almost unlimited privileges.
After seeing the loudest shouting big shots being skewered like bacon and nailed to the wall by the vicious woman, the remaining God-Blood nobles all became obedient and cooperated very well in explaining the situation in the city of Athens and the dirty deeds that the major families had done behind the scenes.
After collecting the required materials, Katniss did not make things too difficult for these nervous guests. She asked them to sign and seal the documents one by one, and then let most of them down the mountain.
As for a small number of God-Blood nobles whose behavior was too bad, she locked them up in a small dark room and put them in jail.
After a swift and decisive review, most of the "dead branches and rotten leaves" and "democratic termites" that were parasitic on the prosperous tree of Athens were eliminated.
No one ever mentioned the criticism of the dictatorship of the glorious goddess Aglaia again.
After a night, the warm morning sunlight washed away the remaining darkness of the night, and the sky became refined, bright and clear.
Athenians from all walks of life opened their doors and took to the streets and markets.
Watching the God-Blood Guards bring the God-Blood nobles who committed serious crimes to the bench, where they were tried by the Citizens' Assembly and sentenced to death, the citizens could not help but cheer for the wisdom of the gods and the superiority of the Athenian system:
This is another great victory for democracy!
Then they began their busy daily routine.
Those who should eat should eat normally, and those who should earn money to support their families should continue to earn money to support their families.
For most people, the enthusiasm for participating in politics and the weight of democracy are still not as tempting as the three meals a day in the bowl.
However, the news from the returning fleet made everyone feel not very good.
There are enemy ships appearing near the coast again.
Moreover, not only the Egyptians and West Africans who appeared in the last war of gods, but also the Carthaginians, Persians and Hittites have joined in, and there are even pirates who are short of hostages and slaves...
The entire coastal area was in chaos, and there was an oppressive feeling as if a storm was about to come.
It seems that a devastating war is about to begin.
The messenger from Delphi verified this.
They brought with them a prophecy from the Temple of Delphi:
The seeds of evil have been spread, and the enemy will take away all wealth and lives on Greek soil, and plunder sacred Athens. But wise Athena will give the people of Athens a [wooden wall] as a barrier to protect their descendants...
When the Athenians heard the news, there were different opinions about what the wooden wall was.
The priests and elders argued that the wooden wall referred to the wooden palisade fortifications on the Acropolis hill.
However, this interpretation was soon overturned by the public.
How could their goddess of wisdom give such a straightforward and fragile answer to ensure the continuation of the Greek flame?
After some intense discussion, some wise man gave a reasonable interpretation of the prophecy:
The [wooden wall] that can protect the Greek states is the [Athenian Fleet]!
Because Athens had a powerful navy that crisscrossed the Aegean Sea, and Athena was the goddess in charge of navigation and military affairs.
Whoever is the master of the sea will become the master of Greece.
Of course, the fleet is dead, and the ships need people to control them.
Therefore, their hope in facing this catastrophe lies in the [Athens Navy]!
What builds a city-state is not gorgeous houses or solid walls, but people who dare to face challenges.
Once upon a time, the powerful city of Sparta had neither magnificent temples nor strong city walls, but this did not hinder their glorious history of dominating the Peloponnese Peninsula.
Therefore, as long as Athens' navy remains strong and Athens' citizens never surrender, a glorious future will still belong to Athens!
This answer was met with unanimous approval and even applause from the Athenians.
However, in order to keep the Athenian navy strong, it seems that an excellent naval commander is needed.
So, after a brief discussion, the citizens of Athens quickly remembered a former admiral named Themistocles who was about to be exiled by the Citizens' Assembly.
How could they treat a naval general who had just made great contributions to Athens like this? !
That’s too much!
The citizens were outraged and took to the streets immediately, requesting the establishment of a second citizens' assembly.
The Demigod Council naturally accepted the advice and began a retrial of Admiral Themistocles.
The result is not surprising.
The citizens of Athens unanimously decided to cancel the exile of the admiral, reinstate him to his post, and continue to command and strengthen the Athenian navy.
This is fate, everything is for a better Athens!
~~
Roman Age of the Gods, Claudius's private residence.
Loen glanced at the wax on the scroll, smiled and threw it to Aglaya beside him:
"There's news from Katniss."
Aglaya opened the scroll and read the contents carefully. His admiration for this teacher was beyond words:
"My teacher, you solved the problem that bothered me so easily. I admire your wisdom so much that I bow down to you!"
"Don't talk nonsense. This is the choice of the citizens' assembly and the superiority of the democratic system. It has nothing to do with me."
Lorne blinked, looking innocent.
Seeing this, Aglaya couldn't help but smile with a smile and said:
"Yes, yes, the weather along the coast has been bad recently, and it is normal to have more wind and waves. Those enemy ships that were exploring the way came in accidentally. The spread of the oracle of the Temple of Delphi in Athens was also an accident. It has nothing to do with you."
However, what the glorious goddess did not know was that the Delphic oracle was actually part of history, and the contact and even confrontation between the Egyptians and Greeks were also historical necessities.
Loen simply applied a little bit of push, allowing these inevitable things to evolve together to produce the result he wanted.
Therefore, even if the origin-level gods wanted to verify it, they could not and could only regard the fate of the admiral as an accident.
However, the admiral is fine, but what about the other great philosopher?
Hearing Aglaya's question, Lorne took out another secret report:
"Don't worry, I've asked Katniss to throw that great philosopher into the army, just in time to help Themistocles who has been reinstated."
Upon hearing this, Aglaya felt relieved.
The Greek city-states were filled with bandits, monsters, poisonous insects, and even criminal descendants of gods.
Therefore, those who dare to go out alone and survive successfully are usually not weak persimmons who are powerless.
As a scholar who needed to promote his theories during his travels, Socrates was also an example of a militant school who "knew a little bit about fighting."
He, his student Plato and his grandson Aristotle all liked an art called "Pancrasia".
This is an ancient Greek fighting technique that has been passed down since the Age of Gods.
Aristotle's student Alexander the Great, a Hellenistic Macedonian prince, was also an expert on pancratism.
Therefore, Pankrasin fighting technique can be regarded as a traditional skill of Socrates.
Moreover, as a famous scholar who had studied at the Academy of Athens, in addition to Pankrasin fighting skills, the academy also taught related knowledge such as magic and alchemy.
Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle are also the best in this field, and ordinary gods are no match for them.
In addition, as an Athenian citizen, Socrates had participated in three wars.
The first time, he participated in the Battle of Potidaea with his friend Alcibiades. When Alcibiades was injured, it was Socrates who saved his life.
A few years later, Socrates again demonstrated his courage at the Battle of Delium. It is recorded that when the Athenians retreated from Delium, Socrates did not just flee like the others, but retreated calmly, looking left and right like a pelican, turning back from time to time to show everyone that he would vigorously defend himself and his comrades.
In his last battle, the Battle of Amphipolis, Socrates fought again as a heavy infantryman despite being 48 years old. The battle was aimed at retaking the region of Amphipolis that had been captured by Sparta, but it was ultimately unsuccessful.
It is worth mentioning that among the generals who participated in this battle was the famous historian Thucydides. He was responsible for transporting reinforcements to Athens, but failed to get the reinforcements on the field in time. The Athenians therefore tried Thucydides for incompetence and exiled him for twenty years as punishment.
Therefore, facing such veteran soldiers with great martial virtues and magic masters, Aglaia had no doubt that Socrates could survive in the army.
In addition, with the addition of this great philosopher, the Athenian navy will certainly be able to attract a large number of Socrates' students and his former friends. These are all excellent magicians and alchemists, and when the time comes, they will be able to mobilize their enthusiasm to join the army, making the strength of the Athenian navy further strengthened.
This will benefit Greece as a whole.
After hearing this, Aglaya was filled with emotion:
"I really sold them out, and they all still want to thank you for your kindness."
Lorne rolled his eyes at Aglaya and pretended to be furious:
"Why doesn't this sound like a good thing? Are you trying to mock me in some way?"
Aglaia shook her head quickly: "How could that be? You solved the hidden danger in Athens for me and helped me to protect the admiral I recommended. I can't thank you enough."
"So, how do you want to thank me?" Loen asked back.
"How about a dance?" Aglaya answered subconsciously.
Without waiting for Loen to react, the glorious goddess walked to the center of the living room and presented a thank you gift to her teacher.
Every time her toes touched the ground, tiny golden ripples appeared, which spread along the teak floor and blended with the spots of light cast by the moonlight.
The dancing posture gradually rose, and the slender white arms slowly stretched out like silk held up by the night wind, and the traces of the fingertips passing through the air condensed into a light golden halo. When the rotation began, the skirt bloomed with layers of arcs, like a vortex of aurora that suddenly exploded in the polar night sky.
As one of the three Graces, Aglaia is not only proficient in vocal music and dance, but also has a unique aesthetic sense in clothing and makeup.
Short blond hair, blue-light yellow pupils. There are golden lines on the chest that contain divinity. Wearing a headband made of olive branches and olive flowers on the head, and a metal necklace made of geometric patterns and natural elements around the neck. Wearing metal patterned bracelets on the wrists, and gold threads and petals wrapped around the arms. Wearing a loose draped robe; the skirt is golden and pleated, draped with flowing golden gauze, and the clothes are embellished with gold thread embroidery. The waist is decorated with a metal belt, and a white belt is tied around the waist to highlight the waistline. The leg rings are made of black leather and laurel leaves, and the feet are wearing high-heeled sandals. The straps on both sides of the sandals are wrapped around the ankles and calves with shells and olive leaves respectively. Wearing metal rings on the fingers, and applying gold nail polish on the heels and toes...
This full of Greek elements, coupled with graceful dance steps, seems to explain the meaning of "beauty" to the world.
As a spectator, Loen had to admit that he was amazed by this subordinate.
While he was distracted, Aglaya's eyes flashed, and he slid to the table, stretched out his arms, and boldly extended an invitation to his teacher and boss:
"My teacher, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"
"I'm not very good at dancing."
Luo En was a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse.
However, when she heard this, Aglaya's eyes lit up and an even brighter smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Not good at it? That’s even better!
"It's okay, I can teach you."
Having said that, she pulled the teacher up from his seat, took him into the living room, and began teaching him step by step.
The footsteps are crisp and the figures are intertwined.
The two gods dancing together under the moon feel each other's warmth with their skin and interpret the beauty of spirituality with their bodies.
As the God of Origin, Loen naturally learns very quickly.
Whether it is the dance steps, dance posture, or meaning, it can be easily mastered.
But sometimes, learning the posture too well can also be a kind of distress.
Three quarters of an hour later, Lorne's posture gradually became distorted. After trying to move his eyes away from the gold thread tattooed on Aglaya's chest, he coughed and said:
"Well, I have received your thank you gift. It's almost time, you should go back and rest early."
Looking at the boss's back that was bent like a shrimp, and feeling the burning sensation on his skin, Aglaya smiled:
"No, the dance isn't over yet, and neither is the teaching."
Then, the glorious goddess showed a girlish mischief on her face, clasped her hands with Lorne, and performed a second dance as a thank you gift to the gods and her mentor.
Under the moonlight, the two dancing figures gradually intertwined and merged, colliding to create a more intense melody of life.
~~
In the early morning, a ray of fine golden sunlight shone into the hall.
Lorne yawned and woke up from his sleep.
Looking at the mess on the ground and thinking of the absurdity of yesterday, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Now, the last piece of pure land on the War God Mountain is gone.
I am truly deeply sinful.
Who will fill the gap left by Greece in the future when it comes to the virgin goddess?
However, after only a few seconds of confession, Loen's body stiffened. He gasped and looked at the bulge in the quilt.
The dancers have a really good foundation.
But it's so early in the morning, what if...
"Bang!"
As if to verify his conjecture, three small figures with short red hair flapped their wings, used the power of the [Gateway] to pass through the barrier, and rushed into the hall:
"Teacher, something happened, something happened!"
Looking at the three little guys flying towards the bed, Loen's face, which had originally turned a little blue, instantly turned green.
(End of this chapter)
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