Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The clone on the ground had already cupped its face in its hands, its long, slender, fair legs rubbing together involuntarily. Its face was flushed and its small mouth was slightly open, exhaling hot breath—softly murmuring repeatedly: "Griffith—! Ah!! Griffith!"

She looks better now.

After removing the cloak, that beautiful radiance…

I was captivated by the enchanting beauty of the goddess after just a fleeting glimpse.

The clone, Princess, was even less resistant, especially with her bewitching charm, which seemed to have been unleashed and completely exposed to the air, suddenly increasing dozens of times in intensity.

"Ahhhhhh!" Lost in its alluring charm, the princess suddenly let out a soft scream.

Chapter 89 For love, humans can be exceptionally gentle, and also exceptionally resolute.

My ankles were damp and had a strange, pleasant fragrance.

Helen, who witnessed the whole thing, dared not look at the princess's disheveled appearance.

Or rather—she's not feeling well right now either.

A bewitching charm that even gods find difficult to attain, leading to a state of power.

If she couldn't see it, that would be fine, but unfortunately, due to some special reason, her vision is now no less than that of the gods, and she can see that face that makes people want to commit crimes even across the distant battlefield.

A wave of intense guilt washed over Helen—'How could I have such thoughts about someone so pure, innocent, and beautiful?'

'This is wrong, Helen, please calm down, Helen.'

Forcing herself to stop looking at the scene over there, Helen, whose jade-like skin was flushed red, felt a surge of admiration for the princess who could so unrestrainedly express her desires for the night.

I have a slight longing for such a free-spirited, lawless, and incredibly arrogant goddess.

Of course—it's not about aspiring to be the same kind of person, but rather about aspiring to that ultimate social elite attribute.

Isn't she afraid of being discovered in her current state?

If it were me, I would be so ashamed and embarrassed that I would want to commit suicide on the spot.

'Get him, get him, possess him, possess him—!' Like someone who has tasted the sweetness of life, this moment gives rise to evil thoughts and conflicting feelings of guilt in the hearts of many.

I can't believe I even had the thought of defiling something so beautiful.

sin--!

They are truly heinous criminals.

But there was a vague sense of excitement, a sense of deviance from the norm, as if they were about to turn their backs on their own mythology, and one by one they were falling into the form of disobedient gods.

As the gods gazed upon that handsome figure, his good looks became even more beautiful, and the gods found solace and enjoyment in him.

A bewitching beauty that even the dignified Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, sought thrills with, and this is far from the pinnacle of that beauty.

As the center of intense, unwavering attention, Ye felt a sense of danger.

If it were a group of beautiful women looking at me like that, I wouldn't care.

What's with those men whose gazes were equally, or even more, intense?

As expected of Greece, a country where gay men are prevalent.

On the surface, the night remained calm, but when he looked up at the god Zeus, he proclaimed, "I have dedicated my life to my god—Griffith's faith can only be in one, the goddess with beautiful, moon-like hair, my queen Artemis."

I apologize, Your Majesty the Supreme God-King.

Only when death strips away my consciousness and my soul perishes will my body perhaps submit to other deities.

When they heard the last sentence, the gods were shaken, and even Zeus, the king of the gods, was moved—only death, even the annihilation of the soul, could make the body submit.

I never expected that Ye would be so 'loyal' to his daughter.

I swear in the name of the hero—

In a mythological world like Greece, oaths are not to be taken lightly.

If one breaks the oath, one will surely be cursed by fate in the distant future.

Even a supreme god is incredibly vulnerable in the face of immense power of destiny.

Not to mention that Ye was swearing an oath before the gods...

He had already realized that even if he allowed Ye to share his faith with his daughter Artemis, the other party probably wouldn't agree.

Zeus, filled with immense regret and disappointment—

Having no choice but to conceal his thoughts for the time being, Zeus informed Night, and Athena strongly recommended that he represent the Greeks in the upcoming duel.

Zeus wanted to hear what Ye was thinking.

He hadn't decided whether to choose this hero yet and wanted to wait and see.

But the moment Zeus saw Griffith, the scales in his heart began to tip in his favor.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zeus's question was heard.

Not only were the many heroes on the Greek side astonished, but those on the Trojan side were also quite surprised.

The gods—chose 'Griffith'?

At least the Greeks knew about the battle between the Greeks and Diomedes.

Meanwhile, Troy had absolutely no information about Griffith.

They were astonished by the gods' choice, and at the same time, they were filled with curiosity about Night. Did he possess a power comparable to that beauty?

And at this moment, Ye himself—

"What's going on?"

I never expected that it would be the goddess of beauty causing trouble.

However, this led to him revealing his demonic beauty, and now he is being forced to participate in a duel.

Ye frowned slightly—she didn't intend to refuse, and soon felt relieved.

Based on the persona he's currently cultivating, there's no way he can avoid this battle.

And knowing Hector meant he could easily throw the match.

What he needed to consider was encountering the other two Trojan heroes and how much effort he needed to put in to defeat them without killing them—

Or be defeated by the opponent...? No, no, since it is a battle, there is absolutely no reason to willingly become the loser.

They completely disregarded the option of whether or not to let the water flow out and exit the game early.

Even if it's an undercover operation, I will never compromise myself. Since I'm going to step onto the battlefield, I'll be the coolest one there.

This is also a battle fought by Griffith, a hero serving the moon goddess, to defend the goddess's dignity and win glory for his beloved god.

Therefore, we must not only fight, but fight beautifully.

Okay, so this is a fight where you picked a fight and I retaliated.

So, let's go!

The dragon's warlike side is beginning to awaken.

Then Night loudly proclaimed its answer: "I will fight for Greece, for my goddess, and reclaim that supreme glory."

Great God-King, even though my power is as insignificant as dust, I am always ready to dedicate myself to my country and shed my blood.

I dedicate myself solely to my homeland and my gods.

In the stillness, when all was silent, a loud sound pierced the sky and resounded in everyone's ears.

People were stunned—

The answer was given without the slightest hesitation or wavering.

Beautiful! Bang! Then they all stared intently at the silver-haired figure.

His unwavering will, which no one could ignore, and the determination in his eyes, shook heroes and attracted even the gods.

At this moment, Artemis, the goddess of night, was lost in thought, her heart filled with an overwhelming joy.

'Fight for me...?'

Ignoring everything else Ye said, he only remembered the phrase "fight for the goddess he loves."

Artemis suddenly wasn't so disgusted by the goddess's scheming anymore.

Although she forced Ye to participate in the battle.

But as a deity, one should also have faith in one's own retinue.

Believe in that invaluable passion.

Similarly, on the other side, the goddess Athena saw Artemis's overflowing joy.

He was once again certain that the goddess of the hunt might have truly met a human worthy of his affection.

And then there's the heroic figure of someone who, for the sake of his god, steps onto the battlefield as a musician, even though he's not a warrior, and offers himself up.

Athena, who already had a favorable impression of its previous performance, couldn't help but think of—

It's normal for a goddess to be attracted to someone like that.

After all, she herself had loved such charming humans from a very early age, but what she loved was the vast human species, and even more so, the inherent potential of humankind.

"For love, humans can be incredibly gentle, and incredibly resilient!"

Chapter 90 Palamedes: Tell him quickly that ordinary people can't lift that weapon!

This is a heroic epic, the story most beloved by the Greek gods.

Night's courage was recognized by the gods, and seeing that the situation was beyond saving, Apollo, the god of light, suddenly spoke, sadly declaring—

How tragic it is that you send a musician, a bard, to take up arms and fight against strong heroes.

Are we to use musical strings to kill heroes with strong bodies and skilled in combat?

This is an unfair battle!

On the earth—

Even the Queen of the Amazons frowned upon hearing this.

Although they are enemies, they are more likely to be the ones we fight in the upcoming battles.

But looking at that pitiful, calm, and handsome face...