Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

However, this did make Chrysei's heart flutter.

Night's next sentence pushed this inexplicable feeling of excitement and rapid heartbeat to its peak.

In order to instill confidence in Chryseis, and also to solidify the crazy and audacious plan that was about to unfold.

Night looked up in the direction of Greece, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed as if I could see islands far across the sea—

That land called Greece, home to the highest mountain—Mount Olympus.

The hood of Night was gently blown open by the breeze, revealing silver hair as beautiful as the bright moonlight. His dreamy, star-like eyes gazed quietly into the distance: "You said something wrong before—I think it's incorrect."

You said that even all the named heroes on Mount Olympus probably couldn't complete this trial..."

A slight smile curved Ye's lips, a moment that would forever remain a deep impression on Chryseis's mind.

Blessed by glory, the hero who brings hope and miracles speaks with such confidence and determination—

"Now you have seen it, on Mount Olympus—a place where, for tens of thousands of years, no one has appeared who you think could complete this trial."

They're probably waiting for me.

As the hero's words fell, the stars shone brightly in the night sky, and the moonlight enveloped him like a thin veil, illuminating him in a breathtakingly beautiful way.

A confident, arrogant, yet incredibly energetic and handsome young man—

It seemed to be pointing to one side of the sea, declaring that sooner or later, with this achievement, the gods would remember him and personally inscribe his name in the most shining chapter of the many heroic epics of Mount Olympus.

Chrysei was somewhat shocked and lost in thought—

At that moment, her mind went blank, leaving only one thought: she believed that the other party would definitely succeed, and she was willing to believe that he could succeed.

If this is true, she sincerely admires, respects, and loves it.

If this isn't true, then she hopes it is! That it's the future that's about to come!

……

Night, no… Griffiths eventually left on a merchant ship.

As Chrysei watched the departing ships gradually disappear on the horizon, she felt a profound sense of loss and reluctance, and even an urge to chase after them.

Finally, she bowed deeply in the direction the ship had left, then knelt on the beach to pray for the heroes.

May this journey be successful! She will wait for the hero's return in Troy... waiting for him to return with Briseis.

She believed that if it was that person, they would surely be able to keep their promise, simply because the other party had made it.

And on the other side-

Far from the land of Troy, and with the earth completely out of sight, Ye recalled his boastful words and a sense of urgency arose within him.

Since you've already made such a bold promise, you can't let the plan fail before it even gets off the ground.

If he were to return to Troy empty-handed and humiliated, he would rather fight Agamemnon directly against the Greek coalition; at least that way he would die a more heroic death and not be too disgraceful.

While Ye was racking his brains to think about the details of the next plan, making sure that no mistakes would occur.

He didn't realize that his boastful words at the beach had attracted a lot of unnecessary attention.

As we all know, the Greek gods were very petty and enjoyed eavesdropping on and spying on people's thoughts about them.

He would occasionally descend to the mortal realm to inspect the world, pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Therefore, in Greece, speak and do as little as possible, hide as much as you can, and never speak your mind loudly in crowded places.

Perhaps some passing deity will hear it.

And at this time——

Among the stars—under the bright moonlight—a goddess with a pale silver-blue complexion, dreamlike beauty, and violet eyes gazed down at the distant ships—she was none other than Artemis, the goddess of the hunt and the moon.

Because of Night's bold words at the seaside, the moon goddess Artemis took notice of Night's existence.

The sight that Chrysace saw—a sky full of stars and moonlight shining like a veil—was not a simple natural phenomenon.

As Night compared Chryseis to being more beautiful than the stars and the moon, Artemis, who was secretly watching, frowned, feeling a slight unease.

But she didn't pay much attention to it. She thought that this mortal probably had never seen how beautiful a real goddess was, which was why he had such a shallow understanding.

If he had seen the radiant beauty of the moon goddess with his own eyes, he certainly wouldn't have been able to utter such arrogant words.

Fortunately, Artemis was not the jealous goddess she was.

If Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, were here, she would surely have been tempted to secretly attack Night.

Artemis was also aware of the existence of night.

These past few days, my brother Apollo has been frequently looking at the Trojan region in the lower world.

The moon goddess, who had a very good relationship with Apollo, discovered the existence of Night unintentionally, even though she did not deliberately investigate, and knew that Apollo had given her his blessing.

The fact that a human being could receive such attention from her brother, the god of light, also aroused Artemis's curiosity.

I never expected to witness such a grand and ambitious scene just now—

Even Artemis couldn't resist casting a ray of moonlight over the human figure when the atmosphere reached its peak.

Olympus has produced only one great figure in tens of thousands of years. Is it waiting for him?

That's quite a bold statement.

However, if we disregard Hercules, who has already become a god, he could truly accomplish an unparalleled feat.

As if she had thought of something interesting, Artemis's cool, moonlit, and exquisitely beautiful face suddenly revealed a genuine smile.

Chapter Twelve: Target Code: Replace Telefose and Obtain the Ticket!

On the deck of a merchant ship fleeing Troy, some merchants were discussing the Greek coalition's crossing of the ocean to attack Troy.

They talked about the legend that the Greek army got lost several times before finding Troy and was even nearly trapped and killed in the sea by storms summoned by the moon goddess Artemis.

This is all because Agamemnon once killed the goddess's divine deer.

If Agamemnon hadn't offered his daughter to appease the moon goddess's wrath, the Greeks might still be searching for the gates of Troy.

The storm reportedly lasted for several months.

Now, as Ye listens to familiar myths and gazes at the calm sea, there is no trace of the storms that once raged here.

In the blink of an eye, a monstrous storm could be created, powerful enough to hinder the entire Greek coalition of hundreds of thousands of troops and thousands of warships.

The power of the gods is truly omnipotent...

Even though they had witnessed the destructive power of dragons and the strength of demigods, these powers were only manifested in simple destruction, without any functional application.

Even now, Ye doesn't know how those gods could instantly turn mortals, even heroes, into old people, sheep, or stones.

If this seemingly unsolvable, rule-based ability were used on him, could he resist it?

I've never heard of any hero possessing such an unbeatable ability—so is this the insurmountable stratum gap between gods and humans in the Greek world?

Holding onto the idea that it's best to avoid provoking the gods—a notoriously unsolvable problem.

However, little did they know that they were already sinking deeper and deeper into the matter of attracting God.

Soon—without any unexpected incidents, shipwrecks, or storms along the way—the ship successfully docked on the coast of Misia.

Because the voyage was too boring, he simply started playing the strings and practicing his newly acquired musical skills. Unexpectedly, he gained many fans among ordinary people, and even seagulls on the sea landed on the mast to listen to the song that the night was playing.

This spectacular skill immediately won the favor of countless people.

The businessmen even wanted to invite Ye to travel with them, thinking that if they could hear such beautiful singing throughout the trip, they would surely be more enthusiastic about their work.

However, I naturally declined that night.

These merchants would only stay on the coast of Misia for a short time before continuing their journey towards Greece. This was not only to escape the persecution, but also to bring Trojan's specialties to Greece to sell and make a small profit.

Ye's plan didn't include a complete return to Greece, so naturally she wouldn't follow these people.

at this time--

Ye stood on the unfamiliar land, his feet firmly planted on the ground, and looked up into the distance.

That was a kingdom—

Although the coast of Misia is not a well-known place, the royal background of the country here is quite famous.

Telephorus, son of Hercules.

The Greek coalition initially landed at the wrong place, killing many people, and Telephus was Night's target this time.

Due to its unique geographical location, it was situated between Greece and Troy.

The Greeks wanted him to go with them to fight Troy, but the old king of Troy was Telephus's father-in-law, so he refused.

certainly--

How much of this was due to Agamemnon leading his men to kill a large number of Telefos soldiers and civilians remains unknown.

Ye believed that no normal person could be without resentment about this.

Logically speaking, Telephorus, in his current situation, would not be helping Agamemnon.

Historically, Telephorus simply chose to support Troy...

However, the mythological account is skewed, suggesting that a deity intervened and instructed Telephus to join the Greek camp and turn against his father-in-law.

Telephus then used the excuse that he had been rescued by Greek soldiers to join the war and chose to help the Greeks.

If Ye had no plan to infiltrate the Greek forces as reinforcements, he would have been mistaken.

So, this king might be among the foreign aid chosen by the gods next.

And now night has come—

And he plans to start from here to create a brand new identity for himself and win this ticket to foreign aid.

A famous, ruthless individual who once successfully persuaded the president to attend an event once gleaned the following insight from playing Earth Online.

He discovered a huge flaw in real life: people generally don't question the identity of others when interacting with them in daily life.

When you forge an identity, you know it's fake, and others know it's fake too.

But when their friends and relatives all say it's true, out of trust and subconsciously feeling that acquaintances wouldn't deceive them, they begin to believe that the identity is real.

You yourself said your identity is real...

As more and more people come to believe in this new identity, even if you personally step forward and say that you are a fraud, countless people will think you are joking and will stand up to defend you, smooth things over, and find various reasons to prove the authenticity of your identity.