Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Pentessilia had an urge to draw his sword and cut off all these guys' heads.

Fortunately-

Chryseis and Brisses joined forces and stayed close to Night, shielding him from most of the women around him.

As for Ye, who was used to seeing goddesses or girls with famous beauties in mythology—like Chryseis and her ilk—she simply didn't look down on these ordinary beauties.

Although these princesses were all quite beautiful, Ye was not as indiscriminate and shameless as other Greek heroes, who would sleep with anyone who came.

Although Chryseis and Brises were still by Night's side, it was better than having all the princesses swarming around him. Looking at the other heroes, who were basically all surrounded by beauties, Pentessilia suddenly found the Chryseis sisters much more pleasing to the eye.

Compared to the other two, it's not so unacceptable.

and--

Pentessilia looked at the pure white, spirited fawn nestled in Night's arms, feeding Night.

I have this strange feeling that I even envy pets. Why do I have this illusion that humans are inferior to animals?

It feels like that divine deer is the biggest winner!

Pentessilia remained silent.

Thus, everyone was satisfied, except for the princesses who were filled with resentment—their world was achieved.

However—at this time, the banquet was not all about flattery, respect for the night, and longing.

Not everyone in the country welcomed Griffith's arrival.

Paris is one such example.

To be fair, Paris and Griffith originally had no grudges against each other. Under normal circumstances, the sudden addition of such a strong force to Troy's side would be a great thing for Troy, which was now at war with Greece because of them.

He wished there were more powerful heroes like this.

but--

In the recent decisive battle, Griffiths almost pulled off a triple kill. Perhaps it was because of his outstanding performances in those two epic battles—Pentsileria and Hector.

Only Paris, whether facing the King of Sparta or surrendering to Griffith without a fight, lost all face.

If we say that—cuckolding the King of Sparta, plundering a large amount of Sparta's treasure and returning it to Troy—it could be considered a boastful feat in all of Greece.

Many people would praise him as a real man.

(That's right, the Greek hero. Acquiring beauty and wealth through skill is not only not criticized, but also admired by many ordinary people. The Greeks have never shied away from their masculine traits, taking pride in them rather than feeling ashamed.)

But Paris's subsequent actions made him a complete clown.

They have the guts to do it, but not the guts to face the trouble they've caused. They end up in a mess that others have to fight tooth and nail to clean up for them.

If he could stand up and fight like a man, he would be admired and respected by countless people, and reap glory and everything else.

Even if you lose, you can still preserve your integrity.

Now Paris's cowardice is often contrasted with Griffith's courage and noble character.

With so much gossip around him, it was impossible for Paris not to have opinions about Griffith.

Not to mention that Griffith almost defeated his invincible brother Hector.

There are rumors circulating that Hector's victory was unfair, that he was just lucky to escape the final blow, otherwise Griffith would have accomplished the unprecedented feat of winning three consecutive matches, creating an undefeated epic without regrets.

It's like in the world of "Uma Musume," where the protagonist is undefeated with three championships, only to be betrayed in the final match.

For many ordinary people who admire the legend of Griffith and have gradually become fans of this hero, Hector's one and only defeat was unacceptable.

But Paris couldn't accept it even more—! His brother clearly won, so why was everyone saying he won unfairly?!

Chapter 173 I Believe in the Hero, the Princess Appears

Paris could bear to be humiliated himself, but he could not bear to see his revered and invincible brother also humiliated.

Unlike him, a shameless scoundrel who is very self-aware and utterly hopeless.

His brother Hector was the most outstanding human being in every way—the strongest and the best!

Because he excelled in every aspect, even though Paris was exceptionally intelligent and talented from a young age, he encountered an older brother who could undermine him in every way after returning to the royal family.

Since there is no hope of crossing this mountain, no matter how hard you try, it's impossible to catch up with that monster.

So Paris gave up, and with Hector's pampering, Paris gradually accepted Hector and, instead of feeling ashamed, became proud to be a freeloader, relying entirely on his incredibly strong older brother.

Because of Hector's presence, he could roam freely without fear of offending anyone.

But now the legend of invincibility has been shattered.

Such a perfect older brother, even he gave up on surpassing the monster of talent, yet he was defeated.

Paris, who felt inexplicably fearful and apprehensive, always looked at Griffith as if he were looking at an even more terrifying monster.

Logically speaking, this dissatisfaction stemmed mostly from fear. Although Paris didn't have any good feelings towards Griffith, he didn't intend to do anything. At worst, he would just stay away from him and try not to have any contact with him.

but--

Fate can be quite mysterious sometimes.

After receiving Griffith with his father and brother, Paris's gaze had been drawn, intentionally or unintentionally, to the bow and arrows behind Griffith.

For some reason, whenever he saw that bow, he always felt a suffocating sense of destiny, as if death were gripping his throat.

It was a dull feeling, as if I was destined to suffer a calamity.

Although it's unclear exactly what happened, there was a belief in destiny in Greece.

Just like some heroes who see several ominous signs along the way before they die, which are warnings from fate, but often these heroes still cannot escape their fate of death.

Paris hated and feared this feeling.

This made him want to do something... and he became hostile towards Griffith.

Just then, a servant suddenly entered from outside the hall; he was Paris's confidant.

After the other party hurriedly reported something to Paris, Paris was slightly taken aback, and then his expression became uncertain.

"Go and tell my father this news! He will decide everything!"

Upon hearing the news, the old King Priam's expression changed.

Some of the heroes at the banquet noticed these scenes and realized that the situation was unusual, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

As more and more heroes sensed the subtle atmosphere, they all fell silent.

Until the old king, who was at the head of the group, spoke up: "Hero Griffith—!"

Night: "What happened, Your Majesty?"

Priam hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I should have been overjoyed to have such a powerful hero as you join me, and I would have treated you as an honored guest. And that is exactly what I did—but just now I heard some news that has left me with endless doubts."

He was somewhat afraid of Griffith's power, which was so great that it could even kill gods. Although Athena's divine power accounted for a large part of it, Griffith himself was not weak either.

He defeated numerous Greek heroes along the way, killing them as easily as killing chickens.

If such a force were to suddenly riot, who wouldn't be afraid?

But considering that all the heroes of Troy are gathered here now, there has never been a time when it could be 'safer' than now, probably...?

Night: "I'd like to hear the details."

Priam: "A rumor suddenly began to circulate wildly in the capital. Some said that the hero Griffith did not truly surrender to Troy, but came with a purpose."

Before Priam could continue, Hector suddenly spoke up angrily: "Nonsense! Who is spreading rumors about a hero of noble character?"

"Father—! Please send someone immediately to stop the rumors. We shouldn't let the heroes who have come to us suffer further slander and discouragement." How could Hector not know Night's true identity?

Anyone could be a Greek spy, but Griffiths was definitely not one of them!

Priam's remaining words were stuck in his throat; for a moment, he was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to continue or remain silent: "………………"

Clearly, his words stemmed from his suspicions about Griffith. It's better to be safe than sorry…

Such a formidable figure, if he can't be sure the other party is truly sincere in coming to join him, what if the other party intends to do something, like assassinate him...?

Even with Hector by his side every day, Priam still felt insecure.

Unable to ascertain the other party's credibility, he was restless and unable to eat or sleep.

At this moment, Paris also spoke up, frowning as he said, "Brother—you haven't heard the whole story, so you may not know, but the whole city is already buzzing with the news that Griffiths might have been deliberately sent by King Agamemnon."

"Even someone as powerful as you couldn't possibly lead Brices out of the encirclement of so many Greek heroes under those conditions, let alone in a Greek army camp controlled by the god of war."

“I heard that it was with the help of the goddess Athena that they evaded the eyes and ears of the god of war,” Hector said.

The heroes below immediately started discussing it.

Although Ye, the person involved, appeared calm on the surface, she frowned inwardly. Something was wrong...!

Something is wrong.

Although it was normal for him to be suspected as a hero who had come from Greece.

However, he also killed many Greek heroes along the way, and even defeated two enemy gods, Ares, the god of war, and Poseidon, the god of the sea, on the main battlefield.

Anyone with a brain would realize that these two main gods wouldn't stoop so low as to play along with some childish act.

To use the divine name to make a mortal hero.

That sacrifice is too great.

Not to mention that Poseidon and Ares are both gods who are extremely concerned with their image.

I thought that since I had done so much, there shouldn't be any more rumors.

But the rumors spread like wildfire, even pointing directly to King Agamemnon's order.

Is it a coincidence?

Just then—a beautiful female voice rose in pitch and rang out in the hall.

"I believe in the hero!!"

When Ye heard that familiar call, he almost thought it was Chrysei standing up for him.

Chryseis and Brisses did indeed want to stand up, and when they heard that Night was being questioned, they, like Hector, were the most anxious as to know the truth.

However, they were still a step too late.

At this moment, a figure in a magnificent emerald green dress, with gray hair like a fairy descended to earth, walked towards the center of the hall.