Chapter 234 Athena: You Are Playing Very Well? (4k Votes Requested)

A few days later, at night, Ares Mountain.

Medusa in the room looked at the bronze elephant emblem on her chest that was slightly lit, and immediately stood up. Taking advantage of the night, she slipped out of Athens and came to the familiar dense forest.

"Lorne, you are back?"

"Yes, I just finished my work."

"Who is she?"

"Atalanta, my student."

Lorne turned slightly and introduced Atalanta, who was accompanying him, to Medusa.

Another one?

Seeing the heroic female hunter standing intimately behind Lorne, Medusa couldn't help but be alert.

"Are you Anna? The teacher's sister? He often mentioned you to me." Atalanta, who was straightforward, looked at the purple-haired goddess in a gauze dress in front of her curiously, and took the initiative to extend her hand, showing a very contagious and hearty smile, "Yes, more beautiful than I thought!"

"No way..." Medusa blushed and waved her hands repeatedly, and her hostility towards Atalanta disappeared.

After a round of greetings, they became familiar with each other. Seeing Medusa and Atalanta chattering non-stop, Lorne's heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Fortunately, before coming, he praised Medusa, who was responsible for the reception, and planted a good impression of Medusa in Atalanta's mind in advance.

The simple Atalanta also believed it frankly, and because he and Medusa were "brothers and sisters", he had a natural trust and good impression of Medusa.

Therefore, the first meeting between snakes and cats did not have a tit-for-tat but had a relatively satisfactory ending.

After the first victory, Lorne interrupted the private chat between the two with a dry cough and asked.

"By the way, where are the three Graces? How are they doing recently?"

"They live with Lady Hestia."

"What do they usually do?"

"They are mainly responsible for helping Lady Hestia and preparing banquets. When they are free, they occasionally play with the nine Muses, choreograph dances, and compose music together." Medusa answered truthfully and made a final summary, "It seems that they like life on Ares Mountain."

"Are Athena and the others unhappy about anything?"

"No, they all like the current atmosphere and say that Ares Mountain is much more lively now than before."

"Well, that's good."

Lorne nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Pushing the three Graces in advance to test the reactions of the goddesses on Ares Mountain is a strategy of testing the waters.

There was no thunderstorm or fighting on the mountain, which proved that the development of things was still within their tolerance.

"However, Lady Athena and Lady Hestia often ask me about your whereabouts, wanting to know when you can come back. It seems that they miss you very much."

As Medusa added, Lorne's eyelids jumped, and he instinctively felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

Miss me? Do you want to beat me?

Sure enough, being tolerant does not mean that nothing happened.

Lorne realized that the group of goddesses on the Ares Mountain were sharpening their knives and waiting for him to go back, so he had to put away the fluke mentality of trying to get away with it and began to prepare to deal with it.

"It's too late, you take Atalanta into the city first, and tomorrow morning, I will take her to report to the Academy of Athens. She just came out of the mountains of Arcadia, and there are some courses in human society that she needs to learn well."

"Okay!"

Medusa happily accepted the task, turned around and took the hand of her new friend.

"Everyone is asleep at this time, why don't you squeeze in with me first, and I'll go with you tomorrow morning."

Atalanta nodded, and then looked at Lorne beside him.

"Teacher, what about you?"

"I've been out for so long, and I have something to do."

"Reporting again?"

"Ahem, I guess..."

Lorne coughed and perfunctorily said.

"Okay, we'll wait for you at home tomorrow."

The simple-minded Atalanta didn't doubt him, and immediately got up and walked with Medusa, preparing to enter the city of Athens for a short rest.

Watching the two people walking farther and farther away, their figures disappeared into the night, Lorne breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good, the backhand has been buried.

With the cover of taking Atalanta to school tomorrow, even if he accidentally flipped over, he would at least not lie in bed for seven or eight days like before, unable to take care of himself.

And bringing along little Medusa, the favorite of the Ares Mountain group, is equivalent to an extra layer of protection.

After all, goddesses, you don't want to see the sad expression of little Medusa, right?

After carefully filtering his own arrangements in his mind, Loen took a deep breath, stood up and stepped out of the dense forest, blending into the rich night.

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Ares Mountain, the Great Temple.

Athena flipped through the "Code" in her hand after more than ten deletions and revisions, and compared it with the existing cases, reviewing the above articles word by word.

Although many places are not regular and perfect, and are far from the absolute justice in Themis's heart, the content and punishment of the articles have also made a lot of compromises and compromises.

But for now, these rules are undoubtedly in line with the current situation of the coexistence of humans and gods, as well as the basic national conditions of the Athenian city-state, and can be effectively implemented.

And being able to take effect and execute is the most critical link in practicing the law.

In any case, this marks a solid step for the entire era from rule by man to rule by law, from disorder to order.

Athena turned over the last page of the Code, and after confirming that there were no omissions, she closed it with satisfaction and prepared to give it to King Aegeus of Athens to try to execute it tomorrow.

Just be pragmatic.

The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. Realizing true fairness and justice is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Gazing across the altered signature on the cover of the "Code", Athena's original good mood disappeared.

A few words can make Themis come back, and a period of getting along and communicating can make the original goddess of justice give up the belief she has held for thousands of years and choose compromise. That little bastard is really popular!

While grinding her teeth, Athena looked at the "Holy Dictionary" copied by the goddess of memory Mnemosyne on the side of the table, as well as the "Song of the Titans" that had just been compiled by the Nine Muses and the Three Graces. The original, his face couldn't help but get darker.

The nine gods of Apollo, the three gods of Aphrodite, the two wives of the father god Zeus...

By the way, there are also Echidna, the consort of the demon ancestor Typhon, my three subordinate gods, and Thetis, the sister of Queen Amphitrite...

Are you having a great time?

The more Athena thought about it, the angrier she became. She unconsciously exerted force on her hand, and the overwhelmed stylus in her palm let out an overwhelmed moan and broke miserably into two pieces.

As the cold moonlight projected a figure on the door and window, the goddess of wisdom in the great temple narrowed her eyes, immediately dropped the stylus that was broken into two parts, frowned and snorted.

"Who? Come out!"

"It's me, I'm back..."

Lorne, who was in the corridor, raised his hands and stepped into the door cautiously. His wandering eyes glanced at the stylus that had been broken into two pieces on Athena's desk. He suddenly felt a chill on his crotch and couldn't help but swallow. An almost flattering smile emerged from his face.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet? The construction of Athens is important, but you are the core engine that drives this machine. If you are exhausted, you will lose more than you gain."

"It's not because some people left their posts without permission, forcing me to take charge personally."

Athena looked up at a certain former secretary of Crete who had disappeared for a long time after leaving a lot of mess behind, and snorted coldly.

When Lorne saw this, he immediately acted like he was the same enemy, took out the Holy Grail, and slammed it on the table.

"It's all this kid's fault!"

As the golden divine liquid swayed inside, it set off sparkling waves, projecting the sleepy figure of a gray-haired gloomy young man in the hall. Athena's breath froze and her expression changed slightly.

"Asclepius? Is he still alive?"

After a moment, the Goddess of Wisdom came to her senses, quickly outlined several Hermes text with her fingers, used the power of [Maze] to seal the entire grand temple, and looked seriously at Lorne in front of her.

"How is this going?"

After successfully getting the topic on track, Lorne couldn't help but straighten his back and talk about his series of plans and experiences in a familiar manner.

Of course, in this version, in order to retain talents for Athens, he took the initiative to go to Cyprus to make an appointment for Asclepius, and rushed all the way into Hades, going through all kinds of hardships, muddying the dead water, and then covering up the damage caused by the elixir. trouble.

After that, when the situation worsened, he used the precautionary measures left in advance to retrieve the soul of Asclepius at the scene of his death.

In order not to cause trouble to Athens, he secretly hurried back from outside until he made sure that he did not attract the attention of His Majesty the God-King.

"Fortunately, we saved a hand, otherwise Athens would have suffered great losses."

Upon hearing Lorne's half-emotional, half-lucky murmur, Athena's face suddenly darkened and she became a little angry.

"Who asked you to take such a big risk? Ten of them are not as important as you!"

"Well, he is a good doctor and can save many people..."

"No matter how good a doctor is, he can only save the people of a city or a country, but what you can save is the world!"

Without waiting for a rebuttal, Athena picked up the "Code" and "Holy Words" on the table and threw them into Lorne's arms, snorting angrily.

"Before these things are completed, don't risk yourself!"

"Yeah, I understand. I promise not to let you worry about me."

Lorne nodded and smiled, then pointed to the Holy Grail on the table and asked cautiously.

"Then he..."

"Since you got the person back, you can do whatever you want with him."

Athena, who had previously boarded Olympus to block Zeus, waved her hand lightly, not seeming to care much about the God of Medicine's resurrection from the dead. Instead, her eyes frequently fell on Lorne, confirming that he was not After asking a big question, his frown relaxed.

It is self-evident which of the two people in front of her has a more important status in her mind.

This blatant favoritism made Lorne feel warm in his heart, and his tone became more sincere.

"I remember that there are still many vacancies in the Eighty-eight Star Palaces under your command. Since Asclepius's body has been destroyed, it is better to let him conceal his identity and live in the Holy Cloth, waiting for the death of his body. Reinvention.”

"Yes, the set of Ophiuchus golden holy clothes you designed before is suitable for him."

Athena nodded, briefly stated her plan, then hummed and looked at Lorne in front of her.

"You don't need to report these little things to me in the future. The altar seat you control is itself the manager of the Eighty-Eight Star Palace. You can decide for yourself who to choose and use."

Lorne shook his head slightly and answered seriously.

"Let's put it one way or another. As the backbone of our team, you must be the first to know."

"I am the first?"

"Yes!"

Lorne nodded calmly.

In the entire Ares Mountain and Athens, Athena was of course the only one who knew that Asclepius had been resurrected.

Then, Lorne's eyes flashed and he lowered his voice.

"Besides, I don't plan to tell anyone else that Asclepius is still alive. It's better to keep this a secret between the two of us."

Hearing Lorne's whisper, Athena's tense expression rippled, and a strange touch rose in her heart.

Only two people know... the secret?

Feeling that the eyes of the goddess of wisdom looking at him were obviously much softer, Lorne breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

As we all know, when holding each other's handles or keeping secrets from each other, the relationship between the two sides can often heat up quickly.

Although with his relationship with Athena, there is no need to use such tricks to create a sense of trust in this crisis.

But as we all know, girls want a heartfelt attitude!

On the entire Ares Mountain, only he and Athena knew that Asclepius was still alive.

Doesn't this mean that the goddess of wisdom in front of him is his closest partner?

However, according to the degree of someone's dirty heart and rotten lungs, this move is obviously not to simply please Athena in front of him, but the result of his careful consideration.

Because, except for Athena, whose brain is full of rebelliousness and will not be easily shaken, telling other goddesses about this matter will not benefit Loen in any way.

The death of the God of Medicine has become a serious stain on Zeus. According to Medusa, not only Hestia, but also the nine Muses, even Themis and Mnemosyne, who don't care about worldly affairs, feel cold about it.

As the chief black man of the God King in Greece, Loen would like to throw more dirty water on Zeus. How could he reveal the news that the God of Medicine is still alive to reduce the bad feelings of several goddesses on the mountain towards Zeus.

Just as Loen was muttering to himself, a faint groan came from his ear.

"Speaking of which, so many goddesses have come to Ares Mountain because of your invitation. How do you plan to settle them next?"

Lorn's heart shuddered when he heard the meaningful question.

It seems that after Asclepius, the shield, explained why he had been away for so long, his defense value has reached the bottom.

He can only deal with the next important question by himself.