Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Night's cold voice: "Submit, or die!"

For the Spartans and Thracians, who believed in the survival of the fittest, there was no better way to conquer them than by personally experiencing power far exceeding their own.

The next moment, all the Spartans and Thracians, enduring the pain, rose to their feet—and then knelt before the night.

"I am willing to die for you!" At that moment, they were moved.

No matter how much the elders tried to persuade him beforehand, or how many benefits and advantages they talked about, nothing could convince them as much as Ye personally demonstrating his power.

Following such a powerful figure to achieve great things on the battlefield, they may not be able to recreate the glory of their ancestors' Hercules, but at least they can accomplish their own heroic deeds and their own glorious story.

Later--

Night told the slave warriors to go and rest, and said he would find someone to treat their wounds, and they would recover soon.

Starting tomorrow, their status will no longer be that of slaves, but rather they will be incorporated into his legion and begin military training.

None of the warriors had any objections, including the Spartan female warriors, who enthusiastically expressed their desire to join the legion.

They didn't want to just stay at home waiting for men to choose them. If men who performed well could choose the female slaves they liked, could women who performed well choose the male slaves they liked?

Night indicated, of course—

He bought these Spartan female warriors not just to make them excellent mothers, but also because he valued their considerable fighting prowess.

It would be foolish not to use such good combat power.

The male soldiers were stunned—

Wait, is that even possible?!

Many male warriors who were confident of achieving good results in the upcoming competition were excitedly preparing to choose Spartan female warrior partners, but now—they've taken the lead?!

Damn it! How can I tolerate this?!

If, in the end, a few women snatched the spots, just thinking about that possibility, a sense of urgency and male pride rose in the hearts of these soldiers.

Chapter 174 Little Ella Gets Tears Up: Amy can't, I... I can't either!

at the same time--

Because he had injured many of the slave warriors, and although he was careful not to harm any vital organs, he still held a banquet to reward them.

That night, the slave warriors drank a lot of wine.

Even the night—

Everyone indulged in unrestrained pleasure, and Ye did not suppress his desires in order to relieve the fatigue of coming out of the simulated universe.

In the evening, while Amy and Ella were giving him a bath, the two maids scrubbed his back to release the stress from the intense simulations he had been undergoing.

After he finished scrubbing, Ye stood up directly from the bathtub...

The two girls gasped in shock, wondering what they should and shouldn't have seen—

A physique like that of David the Thinker, a statue of art, is completely unrelated to the word "filth."

As maids, they had no right to interfere with their masters' fitness routines.

However, their hearts were indeed captivated by his muscular physique, which resembled that of Apollo, the sun god, after only a few glances!

But Amy and Ella blushed, their faces flushed, and though embarrassed, they made no attempt to hide the passion in their eyes.

The passion, exuberance, and boldness inherited from ancient Greece have made women just as adventurous as men in their pursuit of beauty.

See here—

Night, with her incredibly keen senses, was well aware that the two maids were plotting against her every day.

He told the maids to take a bath and then come to his room for a massage.

When I got up at night, I made room for them.

The girls happily and obediently took off their clothes, lowered their heads, and soaked in the bath, looking forward to spending time with their master that evening.

Is the master finally planning to sleep with them?

Thinking of this——

Amy and Ella, who couldn't wait any longer, arrived at Night's room after changing their clothes and found Night already waiting for them.

After inquiring about the owner's next plans.

Night explained that although they, as her maids, did not have to go to the battlefield, they still needed to learn some combat skills, at least to the point of being able to defend themselves.

The people around him don't need useless vases.

Let's start with Amy today.

They never expected that coming here tonight would be for them to exercise. Amy and Ella were a little surprised, but they quickly adjusted their mindset.

Thinking about what might happen next, Amy felt both excited and a little scared.

Learning to fight? Should we learn to fight too? I recall the scene of one man fighting against hundreds of Spartan warriors during the day.

Although they all used wooden swords and wooden shields.

But the life force of the Night was too powerful and too ferocious, especially in terms of weapon size—when fighting those Spartan warriors during the day, he didn't even use his full strength.

The most powerful weapon has been hidden away and has never been used.

Amy and Ella, who were taking a bath not long ago, were so terrified when they caught a glimpse of just the tip of the iceberg that they almost suffocated.

It was a weapon that could be recognized at a glance as something an ordinary person could never use.

That's why Amy and Ella understood their master's terror better than the warriors did.

To learn from such a powerful master in person—

They're just ordinary maids; they don't possess the immense strength of those Spartan warriors, so they don't need to learn combat skills, right?

Amy hesitated and became timid, even though they had fantasized and hoped for such a thing before.

Ella was somewhat disappointed, even a little resentful. Why wasn't it her turn today? She said that she and her sister could actually learn together, since they were twins, and sisters working together would make progress faster!

This immediately made Amy feel a sense of urgency.

How could a little maid disobey her master's orders? How could she disappoint her beloved master? Her sisters were much more proactive than she was.

She immediately and forcefully pushed Ella away.

Then, late at night, she began to teach Amy to repeat a movement, starting with a simple one. Soon, Amy couldn't keep up and pitifully begged for mercy, saying that if she continued to train, her knees would break.

She began to regret pushing Ella away; at least when she was training, someone could share her frustrations, which made her feel better.

Finally, Amy, whose thin arms and legs couldn't take it anymore, let out a scream. Ye knew it wasn't Amy's fault; her physical condition was too poor, and she really couldn't be rushed.

At this moment, Ella, who had been hiding outside, suddenly burst in, her face flushed with excitement, saying that if Amy couldn't do it, she could teach her, and she was sure she could!

Great job, you're very brave! Little Ella!

Night, of course, wouldn't tolerate such provocative behavior. After training him until he was almost in tears... he soon followed in Amy's footsteps and became a complete novice!

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Ye finally managed to let go of the know-it-all's instruction, though he was reluctant to.

He frowned slightly—

These two got special training, but they're still not up to par. Those Spartan warriors didn't even cry out in pain when their ribs were broken; they just got up and kept fighting. And you two only lasted a few hours before giving up?

never mind--

After all, they were just ordinary people, unlike the Spartans who had divine blood that gave them superior physical abilities, and they weren't as warlike as the Thracian warriors.

He didn't force the two maids to study, so he said, "Let's stop here for today and start resting."

Night fell silent, and when they opened their eyes the next day, they found that the maids, exhausted from practicing the previous day, had simply fallen asleep in their rooms and were sleeping soundly...

As a benevolent nobleman, Ye had no intention of waking the two, but they were still awakened by Ye's noise.

“Master…!” x2 Amy and Ella tried to get up, but their bodies ached as if being torn apart.

Night indicated that they should just rest and that they could continue practicing combat skills next time after they had rested.

Yesterday I taught him some basics, and after that I'll teach him his best skill, marksmanship.

So in the following days, he trained his gladiator legion from time to time at night, and at night he also taught Amy and Ella how to hold a gun, and how to block and fight back against the enemy's guns that were as fast as dragons.

Although they weren't pampered, Amy and Ella, being light and delicate and not cut out for combat at all, had never experienced such hardship. Under the intense, devilish training, the maids cried and screamed every day.

However, they are very loyal, and sometimes they even ask Ye to train them more, hoping to become Ye's helper as soon as possible and help him share his energy.

They're clearly just two noobs, yet they've become addicted to training? Seeing how motivated the maids are...

However, after resting in reality for a long time, perhaps because fighting Spartan warriors every day has become a bit boring, I feel that the opponents are too weak.

Although there was a red dragon by his side, it was too strong and he couldn't defeat it.

Perhaps it was indeed because Amy and Ella were so understanding that he felt much better and his stress was reduced. Night was ready to start the simulated universe again.

It is worth mentioning that--

During this time, the Black Tower told Ye some more good news: because of the soul contract, Ye could bring Helena with him when he entered the simulated universe next time. Maybe he could even use Helena's combat power to help him achieve great things.

I have to say, Ye's heart was moved—

Although this mother dragon is extremely dangerous, her combat power is undeniably impressive.

In my prime, I was a monster who couldn't die even when I was stacking buffs on the grounds of Rome.

His land blessing bonus even surpasses the native blessing of the neighboring Type-Moon world. When the Grand Duke of Heroes stands on Romanian soil, his combat power can even rival that of Hercules.

The bonus from nighttime is even more exaggerated. If there is enough space in the world, there is almost no limit. Staying in Rome for a while can even permanently change some of one's weaknesses.

Even so, he still couldn't defeat Helena.

Ye estimated that this female dragon would be considered a monster among monsters in Greek times, at least no weaker than the legendary monsters encountered in the Twelve Trials of Hercules.

If we also consider that Helena is still a young dragon and in the developmental stage, then it becomes even more abnormal.

After weighing the pros and cons—

night:……!

Damn it!

Volume Two: The Greek Universe – The Trojan War