Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

This is clearly an attempt to probe his genes, to explore the power inherited from the invulnerable dragon-slaying descendant.

That is, the power of the dragon race...

Only Ye knew perfectly well that his dragon power did not come from any fictitious dragon slayer bloodline, but he never expected that even Ares would fail to notice the discrepancy and be perfectly deceived.

Just as Ares was about to make his move, a sandstorm suddenly came from all directions, trying to envelop Night and cleanse his soul.

At this critical moment, Ye knew he couldn't delay any longer, and he shouted, "Athena—!!!"

Boom~! !

The next moment, a warm sensation suddenly descended from the sky, shattering all the war god's raging sand and that crimson, vast, chaotic, and terrifying divine power.

Like a thin, bubbly film, it enveloped the night, leaving it intact even amidst the tidal wave of the God of War's divine power.

At that moment, I truly felt like I was calling upon the goddess and shouting, "Let my inner universe burn!"

The feeling of being enveloped by Athena's gentle divine power from every angle.

Hiss—~!

Night: This damn, indescribable sense of security.

Ares: "What?!!"

Clearly, the God of War was bewildered by this sudden intervention of divine power.

He even anticipated that the moon goddess Artemis would suddenly appear to stop him, but he never expected that Athena's power would appear and help Griffith.

Although somewhat surprised, Ares quickly snorted coldly, defiantly continuing.

"Even if you and Artemis go down together, it won't stop me, Athena!!" The God of War baby, whose confidence came from who knows where—and who even dared to take on two opponents at once—had never backed down when it came to confidence.

Having said that, Ares tried to forcefully break through Athena's divine protection and continue his attack on Night.

Athena frowned, a hint of anger flashing through her mind.

Even knowing that she was also protecting Griffith, she still stubbornly chose to provoke the two powerful goddesses.

She never expected Ares to be so stubborn.

Unwilling to fight the God of War here, Athena used her divine power to create a whirlwind.

In the instant that Ares's senses were blocked—

Night felt a pair of soft, jade-like hands pull her body, and then she heard Athena's soft voice in her ear: "Come with me—!"

Outside, wait until the sandstorm passes.

Ares saw nothing before him, and as he watched the night vanish from his spot, the God of War let out a furious and unwilling roar.

It's you again, Adaline!

"How many more times are you going to go against me?!" Ares said with disgust.

He won't give up!

As long as Griffith is still in Greece, he will always have the opportunity to bestow upon it his own Chaos blessing.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Athena used her divine power to shield the god of war from his senses and led him all the way to Agamemnon's palace.

There was no one here at the moment.

After Ares descended to the mortal realm, this place was occupied by the God of War, who forbade any mortal to approach.

Ares would never have imagined that they would be hiding here.

Athena: "Do you know why I brought you here?"

Night: "The most dangerous place is the safest place..."

Athena: "Clever—!"

But Ares will return sooner or later, and once he gets back here, he'll find us very quickly.

You can no longer stay in the Greek camp, Griffiths.

I'm sorry—even though I promised to protect you.

But I cannot start a divine war here for your sake.

Zeus, the king of the gods, has been watching this place—without his permission, the Father of God forbids direct combat between the gods.

Zeus?

Upon hearing Athena's words, Night discovered a loophole.

Clearly, given the perception of that god-king who constantly watches over the earth, it's impossible that he didn't know what had happened here.

However, he allowed Ares to run rampant in the Greek camp.

He did not intervene when Artemis fought Athena, yet he forbade the gods from fighting again afterward.

It seemed that they had sensed the doubts in Ye's heart.

Athena smiled and said, "You should be able to figure out why..."

Perhaps it was a test, or perhaps he had other intentions.

If Ares fails, many gods will abandon the idea they share, but if he succeeds—”

night:……!

Athena's words, which seemed to read his mind, were ambiguous and self-answering, even before he had said anything.

Although Zeus was not mentioned in any of the sentences, each sentence seemed to be a veiled reference to someone, as if they had deliberately allowed the current situation to unfold.

Chapter 122 Night? Should I pretend to be in pain and cooperate with them?

Good heavens!

Among these gods, Zeus must be one of them, right?

Ye's heart tightened; following Athena's words, he already had his answer.

If even a hothead like Ares can succeed, the other gods will surely be restless.

Those gods who have designs on him will use all sorts of means to seize him, no matter what.

That old bastard Zeus might be the first to be hit.

The thought that there might be even more domineering and terrifying methods from the gods than the soul enslavement of the God of War is terrifying.

hiss~!

That kind of thing must never happen.

Athena: "So you can no longer stay in Greece."

Athena sighed—

"I originally thought Ares would back down because of me."

But he'd rather offend two goddesses than not have you.

Of course—even though the situation is terrible, I still won't give up on you.

Griffiths—you now have two choices: one is for me to escort you away from this battlefield and back to Greece, the other…”

Night frowned: "Greece, protected by the gods, shouldn't it be difficult for Ares to find me, given his abilities?"

Unless you can use your divine power to shield me from Ares's senses indefinitely.

Athena hesitated for a moment. She had indeed thought about it, but unfortunately, she had many things to do here and could not leave her post. Otherwise, it would have been a nice trip to explore the Greek night with Griffith: "...Then we can only proceed with the second method."

Night: "What?"

Athena: "To Troy!"

When that all-too-familiar name came out of the mouth of the goddess Athena.

Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"Troy?!"

Athena: "That's right—the city-state protected by Apollo, the god of light, and Aphrodite, the goddess of love."

They are now hostile to the Greek coalition led by Ares.

Only by going there can you escape Ares's gaze. You will be absolutely safe until Troy is conquered.

Whether out of personal motives or not, Athena made no mention of the possibility of sending Night to Artemis's temple.

Artemis's power was sufficient to protect him, her kin, from being taken away by other gods.

But once Griffith returns, she will probably never set foot on this battlefield again, and she will never again witness that amazing heroic glory, or the new chapter of the hero's path.

Want to witness more—miracles happening to the heroes before our eyes.

Witness the end of his valor, the final chapter of a story from the distant future.

With this expectation in mind, Athena, after presenting the two choices, quietly gazed at the night, awaiting its response.

Night: "...! How can I abandon Greece and go to a foreign land?"

If I were to flee the battlefield out of fear of death, or defect to an enemy country, my homeland and my ancestors would be ashamed of me.

If you could understand the resolve in my heart, you would know that nothing can sway or shake that resolve.

Night's unwavering resolve, and the way the beautiful flower of her ideal blossomed, left Athena momentarily stunned—

She couldn't help but ask, "Even if you are in danger from Ares, the god of war, and there is a possibility that your soul will be enslaved, are you still unwilling to join Troy?"

Night: "I don't want to!"

The answer was firm and decisive, leaving Ye with a strange and unsettling feeling—'I came here to infiltrate; even if I go back, it won't be considered defection. It'll be as easy as going home.'

Of course—it's definitely not accurate to say it that way.

Athena, unaware of the details behind this, paused slightly—

In their eyes, are all the heroes who chase after the glory that others see as naive and foolish, really just greenhorns?

Achilles was like this, Hector was like this, and even Griffith is like this now—

Athena felt a slight stirring in her heart.