Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Knowing that no lie can be hidden before God, Ye had no choice but to speak her true thoughts.

"—Does one's own family feel that although the current situation is beautiful, something is still missing?"

Artemis was slightly taken aback...—and suddenly felt an irresistible itch to get closer.

She asked curiously what was missing.

At this moment, Artemis felt an urge to make up for this sense of loss.

Now that she's come this far, how could Artemis accept an imperfect answer?

night:…………!

Oh no, I've shot myself in the foot.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Please accept this crown of flowers to adorn your moonlit, beautiful hair, my queen.

Faced with the expectant gaze of the moon goddess...

Ye knew that if he couldn't come up with a clear explanation today, things would get out of hand.

This capricious goddess will never give up her pursuit until she gets the answer.

Looking at the beautiful scenery before me, it's like something out of a Makoto Shinkai movie.

Like a girl standing quietly with a bouquet of flowers, surrounded by stars and blooming flowers, under the beautiful sunset clouds.

Artemis simply gazed silently at the night.

Night felt a slight stirring in her heart, and at this moment she seemed to understand a little better the little rain that was always expected in The Garden of Words.

"A faint rumble of thunder, a gloomy sky. I long for the wind and rain to come, so that you may stay here." Night slowly recited this line from the poem "Raigin Tanka" in the Manyoshu.

This line is not original to the movie.

It originally followed with the line: 'A faint rumble of thunder, a gloomy sky. Even if it doesn't rain, I will remain here.'

It means that no matter the rain or wind, the thunder or lightning, whether it's sunny or rainy, I will be here waiting for you, hoping you will stay.

If you want to preserve such a beautiful memory, then it is surely the most precious gift.

Ye began to understand why Hippolytus was instantly attracted to her and became infatuated with her.

Artemis tilted her head slightly—

Is that poetry?

She vaguely understood the meaning of Ye Shici's words, but wasn't sure. Her amethyst-like eyes widened slightly in surprise.

No, it probably doesn't mean what I thought it meant.

In Artemis's eyes, Griffith Lista possessed a pure and sacred heart that was not tempted by beauty.

Although Artemis was confident in her charms—given Night's previous behavior, she didn't seem to have any interest in impure relationships, nor did she think Night was that bold.

This is a misjudgment!

After all, the Greek goddesses defined sexual orientation as either accepting any man who came along or not, with only these two distinctions.

It can only be said that good men are not nonexistent in this era, but they are far too few, so few that people have absolutely no confidence in male integrity.

Night: "Yes, a line of poetry... meaning that you are very beautiful."

I think I know what's missing..."

The vast sky, like the distant tomorrow, though boundless, still holds something worth pursuing.

Artemis immediately broke into a bright, delighted smile: "Then tell me quickly, Griffith..."

Night: "Wait a moment, my queen..."

On this night, they did not call her a goddess, but rather referred to Artemis as queen.

Artemis, who vaguely sensed the subtle change in attitude, was slightly taken aback, but still nodded.

She is the deity of the other party, so it is not unreasonable to call her queen.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Night finally realized what Artemis was lacking.

Perhaps it's because this version of Hippolytus is different, but the crown that should have been woven from the most ardent heart, the heart that yearns for purity and longs for eternal innocence, symbolizing the eternal innocence of a young girl, and the beauty that would remain in this moment—did not appear on Artemis's head.

Although Artemis never accepted anyone's advances in the myth, this crown, unlike simple romantic love, also contained a different kind of pure love.

The love of the concept of pure beauty symbolized by Artemis is the only gift that Artemis has never refused.

Then, that night, they began to use whatever was available, picking the most beautiful flowers from the garden and weaving a laurel wreath from the flowers and vines.

That ornament that best symbolizes the purity of a young girl, that scene that inspires longing, may have originally been the crown on Artemis's head.

Although the ancient Greeks loved wearing floral crowns, they wore even more gold headdresses made of laurel leaves, which were the most symbolic of victory and courage.

Many believers have crowned their gods.

Artemis certainly had one, but she wasn't particularly interested in the golden crown, which symbolized power and glory.

Longing for nature, even the accessories she wears must be the most natural and flawless.

As the flower crown in her hand gradually took shape that night, Artemis, who had already figured out what the night was doing, opened her small mouth slightly in surprise. Artemis, who never wore those cumbersome ornaments and always showed the world the simplest and purest beauty of a young girl, never wore those cumbersome ornaments.

But she did not stop Ye's actions. At this moment, looking at the beautiful flower crown that was half-woven, she even felt a little expectant.

Completed that night, a colorful and vibrant floral crown appeared in my hands.

Then night came to Artemis, and the moment the handsome, moon-like silver-haired youth, holding a beautiful flower crown, met her gaze with eyes as bright as stars.

Artemis felt a tremor in her heart; for some reason, her expectation was mixed with a sense of embarrassment and an urge to flee.

Night gazed earnestly at the moon goddess…

She gracefully and slowly knelt on the ground, offering the flower crown in her hands.

He said, “My dear Queen, please take this crown from my devout hands and adorn your moon-like beautiful hair.”

The beautiful young man, whose beauty could move even the gods, and the crown of flowers bearing the purest and most sincere blessings, together formed a dreamlike scene in this sea of ​​flowers, as beautiful as a world-famous painting, one that one would not want to destroy.

Artemis was momentarily stunned—

When she came to her senses, a barely perceptible blush flashed across her cheeks—a fleeting moment of infatuation.

But Artemis, who knew nothing of love, felt that the scene before her was the second time she had ever been so moved since the first time she saw the five golden deer with their five colors.

Artemis hesitated for a moment; she was even somewhat afraid to look into Ye's radiant eyes.

Actually, the Moon Goddess is not unconquerable.

However, the prerequisites for winning over Artemis are difficult—first, you cannot express clear affection, and second, you cannot show clear malice.

For a goddess deeply afraid of marriage, neither overly intense love nor hate is something she can avoid or despise.

Only by having absolutely no intention of trying to win over this goddess can one possibly achieve a gradual increase in her favorability.

Ye never imagined that she could win over this pure moon goddess who remained a virgin from mythology to the end.

Why could he do something that so many Greek heroes couldn't?

Moreover, Ye himself admitted that he was not pure at all, and was even very loyal to his own desires. However, in the simulated universe, he either looked down on girls or was too busy with his career to pay attention to the admiration of those girls.

But sometimes there's a saying that goes, "A chance encounter can lead to unexpected success!"

Chapter Thirty-Five: Only a pure and innocent heart finds joy in simple adornment.

Pure people are always easily attracted to pure emotions and things.

Ye was truly heartfelt at that moment, wanting to crown his goddess!

“Thank you…” Artemis had Night personally put the crown on her head.

During this process, the usually aloof moon goddess blushed and revealed a genuine smile.

She didn't know why a crown made of wildflowers could make her so happy.

The last time I felt this happy was when I personally captured four beloved fawns (divine deer).

After Artemis put on the flower crown, she happily spun around in circles. As a goddess, her vision allowed her to clearly perceive and appreciate her entire being. Seeing herself with the flower crown on, she seemed to have gained a soul, and suddenly her beauty reached an even higher level, an indescribable appearance.

Artemis was somewhat mesmerized.

She asked Ye why a mere flower crown could bring about such a change in her.

She also admitted that this was indeed something she was missing.

She also wanted to hear how Ye viewed herself now—

As for this exquisitely beautiful scene, a masterpiece created by one hand, Ye, who was lost in a daze for a long time under the pure beauty of the moon goddess, only came back to her senses after hearing Artemis's question...

Without hesitation, the answer came to mind, and I replied, "Only a pure and innocent heart can find joy in a simple decoration."

And this joy that can soothe the soul and warm the heart, I think, is like you, Artemis, needing not to symbolize glory and power, but equally pure.

Because of her pure and innocent nature, she is exceptionally beautiful.

The combination of the two must create the most beautiful scenery in the world.

She subconsciously called out Artemis's name, but the moon goddess didn't pay attention to this; she was already captivated by the words spoken by the night.

Finally—Night commented on Artemis's appearance at this moment: "The moonlight is beautiful..."

After those words were uttered.

The goddess, who symbolized the moon, could no longer maintain her aloofness. She was overwhelmed by this overly simple and sincere praise, feeling dizzy and feverish all over.

To use the image of moonlight to euphemistically describe the moon is to be talking about oneself, isn't it?

This delicate beauty struck a chord with the moon goddess's girlish heart.

On the Greek continent, other heroes and gods would simply and bluntly say, "You are beautiful," and then, like a fighter jet or a blue dragon pile driver, they would immediately want to make love to you.

What innocent girl wouldn't be terrified to death upon seeing this?!

It's not that Artemis has a problem, but rather that most people in this era are too indulgent, which makes pure love seem exceptionally rare, almost like a fault to be picky about.

The Moon Goddess had never heard so many sincere, pure, subtle yet full praises.

Artemis, whose mind had gone blank and who was unsure how to face her followers, felt that her current state was too strange and the thought of running away kept flashing through her mind.

She wasn't good at dealing with honest and naive children.

Even though there was no intention to flirt, every word she uttered was flirtatious.