Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The silver-blue-haired girl, with her hands covering her chest, noticed the arrival of night, her pretty face blushing and her teeth biting slightly.

The girls' delicate toes, encased in the water, lightly touched the pebbles beneath the surface. Their rounded, slender ankles arched slightly, their delicate feet and calves forming a taut curve.

The blonde girl tilted her head back and lifted her small feet out of the water, patting them casually as if she were dancing ballet, which was exceptionally elegant.

Those delicate little feet were smooth and soft, with fair skin that had a rosy glow, and glistening with water droplets in the sunlight, making them look like works of art.

Five plump, slender toes playfully twitched, looking quite adorable—as if inviting someone to quickly hold them.

Besides--

There are many other beautiful girls with different hair colors, but their looks are far less outstanding than these two.

'Helena and Chrysei—'!

Night ignored the princesses behind her who were practically just there to make up the numbers, and instead focused her gaze on the delicate, pretty face with two familiar features.

Perhaps it is because Apollo's musical blessing contains many techniques on how to bewitch others with one's voice. Although Ye Ping rarely uses this to seduce people, she knows a little about it—and thus has some resistance to being judged as a seductive person.

Although Ye's consciousness had also fallen into this obviously problematic world, she still maintained a last shred of clarity.

'A world of illusions?'

Since they were all figments of his imagination, everyone he saw was someone he knew.

But no matter how convincingly they disguised their appearance and personality, the strange allure of the girls made them seem out of place compared to the girls in Ye's memory.

If it weren't for memory distortion—

These are definitely all fakes.

Even knowing they're all fakes, the sight of Chryseiis and Helena is enough to drive any hero crazy; at the very least, they're the kind of femme fatales that would make Agamemnon and Achilles fight to the death.

At this moment, they are playing naked in the water, even though their vital parts are submerged and hidden. But this hazy, indistinct appearance only makes men drowsy.

In addition, the fragrance and singing that permeated the air seemed to be special substances that stimulated the nerves.

Let's just consider it as a toxin—

However, even after trying it, the fragrance still managed to enter his nose when he held his breath, making his mind race.

We need to think of a solution quickly, or we really won't be able to hold back anymore.

Wait—the aroma and…singing??

Ah—right.

What was I doing? I think I heard singing on the deck, and then...

No, wait, the deck?

This is a garden, a fairy paradise, in the heart of an island far from the sea. How could there possibly be a deck here?

Since it's a deck, there should be ships there, right?

That's why it's so strange!! In this fairy paradise far from the ocean, there shouldn't be any ships.

Why do I feel like I should have been on the deck before?

As Ye fell into thought, she suddenly heard Chryseis's shy call in her ear.

This time, however, there seemed to be no surprise at all as to why Chryseis, who was far away in Troy, would appear here.

Night took a step forward...

And at this time——

Beyond this world of illusion.

In the real world—

At this moment, an island appeared inexplicably in front of the ship where Ye and the others were located, in the originally planned course.

There shouldn't have been any islands here originally.

But now an island has appeared, and not far in front of the island, on some reefs, beautiful fairies are singing loudly.

They are the daughters of the river god Aechroes—beautiful sirens born from the blood of the gods.

Because he lost a musical contest to the Muses, they plucked his wings, rendering him unable to fly.

After losing their wings, they could only wander along the coast, sometimes transforming into mermaids to use their musical talents to deceive passing sailors and bring them to their doom.

Two heroes in Greece encountered this kind of fairy.

One was the fleet led by Odysseus, and the other was Orpheus, the son of Apollo, the sun god.

Odysseus had prior knowledge of the danger and had his sailors seal their ears with wax, thus avoiding the deadly song and safely crossing the strait inhabited by fairies.

Orpheus, however, drowned out the Sirens' song with his powerful lyre music.

The night, which was originally blessed by the music of Apollo, could be suppressed by the sound of a harp.

But under the enhancement of some divine power, the singing voice was inexplicably amplified, becoming even more deadly—

In an instant, Ye, who had not done any intelligence preparation, was dragged into an illusion.

Even a god like Orpheus, if he were to suddenly hear the Sirens' song, would be captivated by its enchanting music and lose consciousness before he could even play his harp.

Needless to say, the night was even darker at this time!

At this point, many crew members were already grinning foolishly, some even drooling, before jumping off the deck one by one and swimming toward the shore.

In their sight, what they saw in the distance were not fairies, but rather beautiful mermaids with delicate features and graceful figures.

Because of their weakness, the Sirens didn't even need to exert much effort in their songs to these ordinary people, and they didn't even open up the illusionary world to them.

With just a show of demeanor and a little temptation, ordinary people can lose their minds in an instant.

Their main focus now is almost entirely on Night, the person who is suspected to be the hero Griffith Lista.

However, the other party has not moved an inch, even though the sirens have already instinctively transformed into the appearances of the most beautiful women in the other party's memory. The man is still standing on the deck, the only one who is unmoved.

This caused a cold, impatient glint to appear in the eyes of the river god's daughters.

Although they continued to sing gently, the chill in their beautiful eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Charm Attack Failed, Forced Entry into a Deeper Level of Consciousness

In the sky—Artemis did not immediately appear and take action.

Although she was initially furious and even prepared to draw her bow and shoot those damned banshees to save Night.

But when they saw that the men couldn't resist for even a moment and were jumping off the deck one after another, swimming towards the sirens, they realized that the sirens were a formidable force.

Upon witnessing this scene, Artemis almost turned her bow and arrows on those shameless sailors.

Although it is a seductive voice, it is not mainly targeted at these mortals. If these mortals have any willpower, they can endure it for a few minutes to half an hour, let alone ten days or half a month.

It is almost certain that these men succumbed to temptation without any resistance the moment they were first seduced.

It's as if hesitating for even half a second is disrespectful to oneself.

Artemis suddenly wanted to see how Night would react, whether she was the type who would be easily tempted and unable to move.

Fortunately, after observing the situation—which brought a slight sense of relief to the Moon Goddess—Night, the primary target of the attack, was still on the deck.

But the sirens below were not so patient at this point.

Seeing the indifferent night, they used their singing to steer the boat toward the edge of the island with a deafening roar!

With a loud crash, the ship slammed violently into the reef and instantly broke into pieces.

But even that couldn't kill Ye...

Not to mention Artemis and Apollo, who had already made preparations to protect them in secret.

In the instant the ship exploded, before night fell from the sky, as the night, blessed by the Roman land, transformed into a dragon, the body's instinctive fighting spirit was already extremely strong.

In mid-air, he adjusted his body on his own, and landed safely on one knee after a final somersault. Although his mind was still in a trance, his body had already perfectly completed a series of movements that could be described as those of a perfect gymnast.

Finally, he slowly stood up, which startled the banshees, who almost thought that Ye had broken through the enchantment and was coming to kill them.

Although they are very good at bullying ordinary people, they have little resistance against real heroes with their thin arms and legs.

However, because of this fright, the banshees' voices stopped abruptly for a moment, and then they belatedly realized what was happening and hurriedly continued singing.

...To their relief, Ye's body on the opposite side only swayed slightly before returning to its deathly silence.

Ye stood there motionless.

Several sirens began to use their movements to enhance their allure, enticing Ye to approach them.

They all went into the water to play, and finally—

The sirens saw Night take a step forward and dip his feet into the sea.

A hint of joy flashed across the faces of these succubi, but their eyes grew increasingly alluring, sinister, and tyrannical.

At this point, they were already eager to taste the blood of heroes.

Meanwhile, in the illusionary world on the other side, Night's consciousness had completely sunk into darkness.

The Sirens' alluring voices became incredibly terrifying after being amplified by divine power.

It is no longer a simple judgment of consciousness. Even if one is aware of something abnormal, one's thoughts will still be forcibly distorted and modified as time goes by.

When you have problems with your self-awareness, how can you possibly know whether your 'memory' is accurate?

People don't doubt their own memories.

This most fundamental shift in thinking is also the most difficult to overcome.

It has to be said—Ye suffered a first-time encounter that turned into a nightmare.

Even if Odysseus and Orpheus, the two heroes who crossed the Siege of the Banshees, were to come again, they would still perish here.

Even if you sealed your ears with wax, you could never resist the song that resounded from the depths of your soul and heart.

Listening to that beautiful female voice—

Night in the illusionary world naturally walked toward the pool where the girls were.

However, unlike the sailors who rushed towards the Sirens with incredibly filthy expressions after being bewitched.

The night's expression was utterly calm and cold.

After discovering that seduction alone was not working, the succubi tried another method: to let the night hear the song again in the world of illusion, and to sink into a deeper world of enchantment.