Greece Brings Evildoers - Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Zeus: Slander! They slander me! (2.6k)

Of course, the reason why the whitewash went so smoothly was because of Apollo’s inherent trust in his own sister.

As long as Lorne does a little artistic processing and labels what Artemis does as “well-intentioned,” Apollo will think it’s logical.

—Sister, there must be deep meaning in doing this!

 —Even if you use your friends to threaten him, it’s all for his own good!

 —All the faults are your own!

On the contrary, if the main target of whitewashing is Lorne himself, trying to convince Apollo, a stubborn donkey, may be even harder than climbing to the sky.

 After all, this brother-in-law is very wary and hostile towards him. Any good words about him will probably be met with some suspicion, and he will think about it again and again.

 Hence, selling things straight and straight is doomed to not work.

 Once the “great and upright” tone was established for Artemis, Lorne, as the executor, was indirectly whitewashed regardless of his actions and motives.

“Listen, although I was lucky enough to save Asclepius, this matter is not trivial. The fewer people involved, the better, especially your sister. I don’t want her to be involved. So next, Asclepius I will take full responsibility for Lepios’ safety!”

“Um…”

Apollo nodded slightly, then looked at the face that once made him extremely disgusted and repelled. He hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and murmured.

 “Thank you, thank you…”

After finishing speaking, the God of Light seemed to have broken through some shackles in his heart, and his gloomy mood suddenly became much more relaxed. The figure in front of him that was originally annoying to him seemed to be more pleasing to the eye.

Being so good for his sister, he is willing to repeatedly commit risks for his sister, and even violates Zeus’ order at all. Where can this guy go bad?

 —In the past, I probably misunderstood him.

At this time, Lorne still looked so unfazed by Apollo’s expression of gratitude.

“I am not doing it for you, but for Lady Artemis. She has helped me a lot. And this kid Asclepius is also to my liking.”

 “Well, I know, one code equals one code.”

Apollo nodded slightly, his expression remained calm, but his eyes towards the other side were even softer.

 Seriously, this guy seems to be an upright and upright person, and he doesn’t seem that annoying…

Unconsciously, Apollo’s view of someone gradually changed.

“Okay, that’s all. Serve your sentence well and don’t act rashly until your labor in Thessaly is over.”

Lorne said as he stood up from the ground and prepared to leave.

However, before taking a few steps, he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Apollo on the side subconsciously stretched out his hand, grabbed Lorne’s arm, and supported his former rival.

 But as soon as the bodies of the two parties came into contact, the God of Light couldn’t help but change his face slightly.

 “Your body…”

“It’s okay. If you want to **** someone from His Majesty the God King, you have to pay a certain price.”

Lorne answered lightly, then raised his hand and gently pushed Apollo away.

At this time, the God of Light looked at the enemy in front of him who he once hated so much, his eyes became more complicated.

His divinity declined rapidly, his divine blood was nearly exhausted, and his vitality was swaying like a candle in the wind.

 Obviously, he paid a heavy price to save Asclepius’ soul from Zeus.

After all, this is something that even he was not sure of doing in his heyday. Even if he succeeds as a mere god, the losses will definitely be huge.

 “What? Are you worried that I can’t protect Asclepius?”

Lorne glanced at Apollo, whose expression was changing, and made a serious promise.

“Don’t worry, I will definitely do what I promised Artemis as long as she’s not dead!”

As he spoke, he took frivolous steps and walked towards the mountain road in the distance.

Having no other choice, he first resurrected the snake mother Echidna in the crypt of Arima, and then rushed all the way to the scene of the crime, providing a large amount of divine blood and divinity to incarnate Asclepius’ soul…

Through two consecutive resurrection ceremonies, Troublesome had been basically drained of the resuscitation power of the [Crown]. It was a rare feat of perseverance to be able to hold on to Thessaly without falling down.

Of course, high risks lead to high returns.

“etc!”

Hearing the call from behind, Lorne curled up the corners of his lips vaguely.

 No, here comes the one who pays the bill. At this time, seeing Lorne turning back, Apollo gritted his teeth, took out a bronze emblem from his arms, raised his hand and threw it over.

 “Take it!”

 As the heavy portion came into his hands, Lorne looked surprised.

“What?”

 “Something that can save your life!”

Apollo turned his head and answered with a cold voice.

Lorne lowered his eyes and looked at the horse pulling the bronze chariot on the bronze emblem and the [sun] hanging on the chariot. Feeling the scorching temperature contained in it, he suddenly understood.

 —The sun chariot of the sun **** Helios!

—Due to the negligence of Phaethon, the son of Helios, this authority over the [sun] was deprived and handed over to the control of Apollo, the **** of light.

However, before Apollo had time to fully digest this power, he was sent to Thessaly to serve his sentence because of the death of Pan.

Later, Artemis took over the Temple of Light and temporarily maintained the basic divine authority for Apollo. This [Sun Chariot] fell into the hands of the goddess of hunting.

The reason why this thing returned to Apollo’s hands was probably because after the riot of the giant Guigantes, Artemis was worried that Apollo, who had just broken up with the Nine Muses, would be in trouble, so she came to see him. While Sally was educating his younger brother, he also returned the [Sun Chariot] to its original owner to prepare for any eventuality.

Lorne shook his head and refused righteously.

 “This is your thing, I can’t have it!”

“It’s yours from now on.” Apollo snorted and added seriously, “You have already taken a risk to save Asclepius. I will not put you in trouble because of this, and I don’t want to owe you any more. More favors.”

Immediately afterwards, the **** of light explained lightly: “In addition to the power of destruction, [the sun] also has the property of shining on the earth, which can promote the emergence of the vitality of all things. Absorbing this divine power may be able to fill the divinity and energy in your body. The loss of vitality will allow you to recover as soon as possible.”

Lorne showed a hint of worry at the right time: “Then what should you do?”

“This thing overlaps with the characteristics of [Light], so I won’t need it for the time being. Besides, the labor in Thessaly will be over soon, who dares to touch me? I haven’t fallen to the point of letting a **** worry about me!”

 After saying that, Apollo waved his hand impatiently.

“You can accept it if you want. From now on, we will be clear on both sides!”

Looking at the determined and arrogant figure, Lorne could only nod his head, approved the “fair and just” deal, and once again vowed to make a guarantee.

 “Don’t worry, I will definitely protect Asclepius!”

 “Still not leaving? Admetus’ reinforcements are coming soon!”

Apollo looked at Lorne who was still in place, couldn’t help raising his eyebrows and snorted, and pointed at the smoke and dust rising in the distance.

To avoid further misunderstanding, Lorne had no choice but to turn around and head towards the mountain road.

Just as the figure was about to disappear into the thick shadow of the mountain forest, he seemed to remember something, stopped, turned around and looked at Apollo standing there seriously, and spoke sincerely.

“One last thing, I need to make it clear to you that the rebellion of the giant Gigantes really has nothing to do with me.”

“Oh, I see…”

Apollo nodded, his tone not fluctuating at all, and quietly watched Lorne’s figure disappear into the dense forest.

At this time, accompanied by a thunderous sound of horse hooves, King Admetus of Thessaly led his divine blood guards to the scene, looking around with murderous intent.

 “Where is that guy? Where did he go?”

“I’m fine. That’s not an enemy. We just have some misunderstandings.”

 Apollo raised his hand slightly to comfort his friend who wanted to pursue him.

 Admetus breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that it was a false alarm: “That’s good. Let’s go back to the city first. We don’t want to worry about these unhappy things today. Let’s get drunk.”

 Apollo nodded, then his eyes flickered, and he spoke casually.

“By the way, my uncle and I haven’t seen each other for a long time. Can I invite him too?”

 “Of course, my friend!”

With a wave of his hand from the hospitable King of Thessaly, several divine-blood guards took the initiative to come forward with orders to invite the middle-aged slave named “Neptune” who was fishing on the beach.

Watching the messenger disappear from sight, Apollo lowered his head, with strong gloom and coldness emerging in his eyes.

Since the father is so unfeeling, don’t blame the son for fulfilling his filial piety in his own way!

 (End of this chapter)