Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

"It's finally over, even if it's only temporary."

Following the crowd out of the venue, when Andrea returned to the Royal City of Athens, Ryan cut off contact with her.

"I just don't know what the result is over there... It seems like a long time has passed since the beginning."

The journey was short and the process was exciting for others, but now it is time to come to an end.

Andrea still wanted to be her princess, and Ryan wanted to travel around the world. So they might not completely cut off contact, but in the next few years, they really didn't have much chance to meet each other often.

As for when they would meet next time... Ryan divined the future. The result was as he expected, there was no clear foreshadowing, he only saw a scene in fate.

It was a figure with a bloody sword, and in front of her, there seemed to be many people with different expressions.

There is excitement, reverence, fear, and unwillingness...all these things come together like a picture scroll of the world.

"So, the next time we meet will be around the time when Andrea draws her sword and kills someone?"

"But she seems to be a clergyman, right? Are clergymen now starting to kill people with swords?"

Some doubts flashed through his mind, and Ryan once again felt that prophecy was not very reliable, especially when the object of his prediction was related to himself.

Either you use accurate predictions to tie yourself to fate, or you can only get some ambiguous hints. In this respect, predictions are always difficult to achieve.

"And Athena... Hasn't she read the 'script'? I don't know why, but I feel like her initiative in this matter is a little low..."

As his thoughts turned, Ryan thought of the image that came before the connection was disconnected. It was Artemis' warning to Theseus.

He was not surprised by the other party's choice. After all, he would find it strange if a human hero of Chaos became modest and cautious. But the feeling Athena gave him in this matter was like, "I know something might happen to you, so I'm just reminding you. I also know you probably won't listen, so I'm just going through the motions."

But no matter how you look at it, this 'process' seems a bit confusing.

"What over there, Mr. Irving, what did you mean just now?"

The voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Ryan's thoughts.

Also following the flow of people, Iapetus, disguised as Count Ilos, left with Ryan. However, he looked a little nervous, looking around from time to time.

"Nothing, I'm not talking about the person you were hiding from... Didn't you see just now that she's no longer there?"

Shaking his head slightly, Ryan stopped thinking about the prophecy: "I'm talking about a distant place, a place that is far away than the farthest place you want to know."

"There is someone who is very close to me there. I am just a little worried about whether he can do it smoothly and succeed. After all, it is too far away and I can't reach him."

"Well, I don't know what you mean, but I hope you get what you want."

Seeing that it was not something he was concerned about, Iapetus breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the conference was finally over. The audience who stayed on the scene before did not get to wait for their champion, but instead got to wait for news that Andrea would be summoned by the goddess, so there was no news of returning here.

The incident of the golden apple also spread among the people. Even though the story spread among the people only described the causes and consequences of Andrea giving away the golden apple, and did not contain more secrets about the conflict between the gods, it still caused heated discussions among the people.

The champion of the competition chooses the most beautiful goddess. No matter how you look at it, this is something worth talking about for people of this era.

But laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. After hearing this story, Iapetus also felt that the storm was coming.

It was just a simple choice in the story, who knows what happened in reality. Now, he just wanted to find out the details of the Ocean God's wedding banquet and see what happened there.

"The conference is over, and I have completed what I promised you. In that case, let's say goodbye now."

Iapetus said with a smile as he said goodbye.

"Of course, you're welcome."

Ryan nodded and did not stop him.

He watched Iapetus disappear in the crowd. He didn't know when he would come back and what he would choose to do.

After all, he was almost certain to come back, willingly or not.

From the moment he helped Andrea win, he was destined to be unable to escape from this conflict between humans and gods.

……

Soon, after leaving the crowd and shuttling back and forth a few times, Ryan returned to the hotel where he had stayed before.

Compared with before, there are a lot more people coming in and out here.

Now that the conference was over, a large number of Gentiles no longer had any reason to stay here.

In the future, except for a small number of people, they will probably leave the Acropolis.

"Please wait a moment - Mr. Irving, please wait a moment!"

"Ok?"

The voice came from behind him, and Ryan turned around to look back.

He probably didn't know many people during his two days in Athens... But the next moment, he understood how the visitor knew him.

"Prince Odysseus, I didn't expect to see you here."

"I thought you had returned to your kingdom after the conference."

"I am preparing to leave... My father's health is not very good anymore. The hidden injuries he suffered in his early years are difficult to completely heal even with divine magic."

A trace of regret flashed across his face, and Odysseus said apologetically: "Mr. Iwen, I have to apologize to you first."

"Because Miss Leah has been summoned by the goddess, I'm afraid she won't be able to come back for a while. But remembering the bet I owed, I took the initiative to investigate her residence, and then I learned that you are her friend who came to Athens with her."

"It may be a little offensive, but I hope you can pass on my apology to her."

Behind Odysseus, a large number of guards were carrying boxes down one by one.

Judging from its heavy appearance, it must be filled with gold.

That was the gambling debt the prince owed before the game. In addition, Odysseus said solemnly:

"Besides the money at stake, there is also the promise I made."

"Since she won, if we become opponents again somewhere else in the future, I swear on my honor that I will give her the benefit of the doubt three times and never break my promise."

"...I understand, Prince Odysseus. If there is a chance, I will convey your good faith for you."

Ryan nodded, not intending to refuse the other party.

Although there is no chance to hand over these riches to Andrea for the time being, on the one hand she doesn't need them, and on the other hand there is nothing wrong with Ryan taking them.

The previous game bet was originally his idea, so it is normal for him to receive some compensation now.

"Since you are willing to pass it on for me, I can rest assured."

Odysseus let out a sigh, as if he had let go of a worry, but then he hesitated again.

Finally, he asked:

"Excuse me, Mr. Ivan, but I still want to know... where is Miss Leah from?"

"She is from Athens. As for her exact origins, you should ask her yourself when you have the chance."

Waving his hand slightly, Ryan did not intend to continue answering the other party's questions.

However, Odysseus seemed to be very satisfied with such a response.

"Thank you for your answer. If you encounter any trouble in the future, I will try my best to help you."

After making a promise, Odysseus left with a little regret and expectation.

Although we don’t know their specific origins, it is enough to know that they are Athenians.

With the level of knowledge available at that time, there were only so many young girls in Athens who had the opportunity to receive a quality education. He only needed to send people to look for them one by one in the future, and he would always be able to find out their identities.

"Athens...I'll come again."

Having made a decision in his heart, Odysseus left calmly.

But at this moment, he probably could not have imagined that he would come to Athens again in the future, but the form would be completely different from what he imagined.

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Eastern part of the continent, Mount Olympus.

At the top of the sacred mountain, the gate of the palace opened, reflecting thousands of auspicious colors.

Standing on the mountain peak and overlooking the world, nine layers of clouds and fog blocked the view.

Mount Odile used to be twelve cloud layers away from the human world, which is a number that symbolizes perfection in Chaos.

In comparison, Olympus, with only nine floors, seems a lot farther away from the sky and a bit closer to the human world.

tread--

When I walked out of the palace, the sky had already darkened.

Athena calculated the time and thought that things on Artemis' side should be almost done.

"Athena!"

A voice with suppressed anger came from behind, and Athena smiled without saying anything.

Just now, Zeus spoke righteously for a long time about the harmony and friendship among the gods, but it was obvious that the two listeners and the king of gods, including himself, did not take it to heart.

However, the final result was somewhat unexpected. Zeus actually asked Hera to stay in Olympus for a while to "reflect on her mistake of taking the initiative."

Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong with what Zeus did, because Hera was indeed the first god to take action, and it was understandable that he punished her.

But the problem is that most of the time no one cares about the truth, people only care about attitude.

Zeus's punishment of Hera for being "faultless" was obviously meaningless in calming the situation, but instead further ignited Hera's anger.

"Athena, do you think you won? I don't know how you got Zeus to speak to you, but don't think that this is the end of it."

The voice was low and cold. Although the decision was made by Zeus, Hera's resentment was more directed at Athena.

The reason is not surprising. This is actually a common phenomenon in psychology. When faced with a decision made by someone who is higher in status, power and authority than oneself, many people will subconsciously be unwilling to put the main responsibility on the other person, regardless of whether they are satisfied with the result.

tread--

Athena smiled again, but still did not respond, nor did she even stop.

The shrunk-down bracelet of the Spear of Voktor hummed softly on her wrist, but she merely stroked it and soothed her own artifact.

Well, yes, just like in the original myth it is rumored that it was Athena's breath that gave the third generation of humans wisdom.

Although there is actually no logic, after all, Athena was not born when the first two generations of humans were born, but as the goddess of wisdom, she can indeed give wisdom to external objects, and her accompanying artifact is the first example.

"you--"

Being ignored again and again, Hera's chest couldn't help but rise and fall violently.

After enduring for a long time, she finally calmed down.

Looking at Athena's receding back, the Queen clenched her fists.

"Just wait until Athens is reduced to ashes, then I'll see if you can still remain so calm!"

"When that day comes, I will return everything you gave me."

The sound spread in the wind, stirring up a little dust. In the palace behind Hera, Zeus watched this scene quietly.

This was what he wanted... let's get started, he couldn't wait.

……

As the sun and the moon alternated and time passed, the marriage between the mortal world and the gods finally came to an end.

In the same year, Thetis, the hostess of the wedding banquet, became pregnant with her own child. She eventually named this child who was stronger than his father as predicted, Achilles, and placed great hopes on him.

In the same year, a Chamber of Commerce quietly opened in Athens, and some new and strange things began to spread from here.

The Kingdom of Argos announces the expansion of its army, and Eleusis's protest against alchemical fertilizer grows louder. Around Athens, traces of underground biological activity appear one after another.

The whole world, like a huge machine, began to slowly move at a faster speed.

But these had little to do with Ryan, and he focused all his energy on himself. Until one moonless night, he put down the book in his hand, and an intuition rose from his heart.

On the other side of the world, my other half seems to have finally taken a step forward.

That world began to open the first crack to me.