For the past ten years or so, she had been admired by others, but she never imagined that one day she would become a "face-value fanatic" herself.

She was always caught up in the middle of the heroes, and rather than loving many heroes at the same time, it would be more accurate to say that she loved none of them. She was merely a tool, a pawn without her own will, influenced by factors such as the goddess and her father...

But suddenly she had the idea of ​​wanting to understand such a pure and beautiful man.

Originally, I was able to suppress this thought when I first saw Griffith from afar.

At that time, Helen was telling herself that given her current tragic situation, she shouldn't involve other heroes, as that would only bring misfortune to others as well.

She didn't want to let her misfortune affect such a beautiful person.

Even though I, like everyone else, have felt a fleeting moment of attraction, what does it mean to be the ancestor of bewitching charm?

Even a devoted goddess can be seduced into loving to the point of death. The wise, gentle, generous and proper Queen of the Underworld transforms into a yandere, hiding her in her little black box and locking her up so that only she can see her every day.

Could Helen, a mere mortal, resist such allure at close range?

Even though Ye's charm has been somewhat toned down...

Even though she was nominally the daughter of Zeus and should have been resistant to such charm, Helen herself at that time did not realize that she was a genuine mortal.

It's not that there's absolutely no resistance, but it's practically the same as having none at all.

Chapter 178 At this moment, Raedik the Younger grasped the future!

Helen would be attracted to Griffith—something that Laodicea had anticipated.

That's why she wasn't worried about whether the woman would serve the hero wholeheartedly later.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that if any woman doesn't appreciate the charm of someone as insightful as her, the personification of the goddess of beauty, it must be a matter of sexual orientation.

It's like a meme has come true: if my man were that handsome and slapped me, I wouldn't be angry; I'd even turn my other cheek towards him.

Griffith's beauty far surpasses that level; it's not even a product of the same dimension.

Even a beautiful woman with strong willpower and enough self-restraint, though she may not say it, will feel happy just by seeing beautiful things.

Even Helen wouldn't resist serving such a man.

To Raedic's surprise, Helen's demeanor was not as resistant as before; instead, she seemed more like a simple shyness and nervousness, and there was no trace of despair in her aura.

Although I don't know what happened, it's for the best.

...Only her sincere service could truly attract that hero.

Princess Raedic was unaware that she had unwittingly opened a Pandora's box for Helen.

As mentioned earlier, Helen in this mythological world never truly loved anyone. Because of the perverse possessiveness of a certain god-king, even though she was no longer the real Helen, he would not allow any other man to have her before gaining his approval.

Zeus was well aware of Helen's fear, that subconscious, instinctive stress response, which was not so easily overcome.

In addition, Greek heroes were mostly rough and domineering, and their way of pursuing women was to start directly from the sewers.

Understand the body before understanding the mind.

But this is precisely what most easily triggers Helen's memories of bad things. If she hadn't accepted him from the bottom of her heart and served him willingly, there would have been no chance for them to get back together.

At this point, Laodick and Helen both went into the water.

After entering the water—at the princess's prompting glance, Helen remembered the princess's instructions and her face flushed even more.

But she put down the towel she had been clutching tightly, and then shyly squeezed her arms together in front of her, making the snow-capped mountains appear even more imposing.

"Hero, we're here!" Raodi grabbed Helen along the way, and even took the opportunity to untie his own restraints, showing much more generosity than Helen.

Then the two of them started rubbing Ye's back.

Perhaps due to their blood ties, Raodick, who was related to Chryseis as a cousin, learned the method Chryseis used to treat Night and washed Night's back, using magic to activate Night's blood and help him quickly relieve fatigue and recover.

But perhaps compared to Chryseis, she is still too young and immature, and does not have enough people's hearts to support her magic.

The feeling of night is like a small cake—small and cute, but not filling.

With his body now almost reaching demigod status, and after being repeatedly nourished by dragon blood, even without undergoing dragonification, his physical strength is comparable to that of a true dragon slayer. This level of magical friction is far too weak.

However, Laodikena is in contrast to barren and immature treatments.

But just like her age, she possesses a vibrant and petite charm, a captivating quality that doesn't belong to this age group, making her appear exceptionally innocent and alluring.

Being treated by such a beautiful young woman, even if the effect is not perfect, the experience is much better than ever before – a feeling I never dared to imagine and never experienced before.

Night's mind was blank at this moment... but she was completely honest and showed no sign of resistance.

Since we've come this far—

Then, at Raedik's prompting, Helen also joined in, hiss~!

The unusual treatment experience resulted in a double blow.

night:? !

He looked at Laodick, his gaze seemingly asking, "Aren't you going to introduce who this is?"

Helen...!

The most beautiful woman in all of Greece, are you sure what you're doing now is trying to win over your brother—oops, according to Laodick's age, he should be the older brother.

Are you sure you've gotten that loser Paris's approval?

And what's with your skillful methods?

Where are you touching?

etc--!

He has never known how to refuse, especially now that his limbs are tightly locked by the two of them, like a koala.

By the time Ye realized what was happening, she was already bound.

What princess assassination attempt! A sneak attack!

Then Raedik grabbed the weapon that Night had hidden on his body and disarmed him.

The night suddenly tensed up...

"As expected—you're carrying a very powerful divine artifact. You've truly surprised even me, Laodik—!! This power is overwhelming. Hiss~!" Even as an incarnation of the goddess of beauty, even judging from a divine perspective, Laodik had to acknowledge the artifact's immense power.

It was like a beating dragon's heart, radiating astonishing magic.

"Confiscated! Just how much do you distrust us, hero? Now that Troy has accepted your allegiance, they naturally won't attack you. There's no need to be so tense all the time; weapons shouldn't be pointed at your own people, should they?"

"Or perhaps—? Can you bear to treat Little Laedik as an enemy?"

As he spoke, Raodick licked his lips with his little tongue, revealing a playful smile. After laughing, he immediately put on a tearful expression.

At the same time, her small hand tightened even more, as if if Ye said he hated her or would regard her as an enemy, she would draw her weapon and kill Ye with a backhand.

Dangerous little imp—!

Careless.

However, given his immortality and the fact that Raodick, despite wielding the artifact, did not receive its approval, it would be quite difficult to harm him.

The opponent's strength is too weak.

She's just an 'ordinary' princess! Priam is malicious! He actually disregarded his own daughter's life to assassinate me!

If it weren't for that face being so deceptively innocent and childlike, who would suspect that it harbored such sinister intentions?

Ye suppressed his impulse and asked, "What do you want..."

The other party's behavior was truly extraordinary.

Even in Greece, a time known for its rugged and bold people, he still seemed somewhat—well, experienced.

This made him begin to wonder if the other person was really a goddess.

But this time, that powerful, almost radar-like spiritual energy detected nothing.

After all, although Laodick is an incarnation, he has his own personality and can be seen as a completely different person. He originated from a part of the goddess of beauty, but he also separated from the goddess of beauty and had more humanity and even human flesh and blood, growing into a brand new individual.

Although they occasionally exchange memories and periodically gather information, essentially...

Laodick was indeed not that god.

At most, they are witches who can borrow a little divine authority, or beings like demigods.

No, calling her a demigod is an understatement.

Upon hearing what he wanted, Laodick beamed with joy and said, "Of course..."

Chapter 179 Paris: Open the door! Open the door if you dare!

Waaaaaah!!

Oh no... I underestimated the power of the hero.

Ye pressed his head down with one hand and almost choked to death in the pool. His face turned red and he couldn't breathe. He almost thought he was going to die.

No matter how much she punched or attacked the other person with her small fists, she couldn't break the suppression.

Laodick soon paid the price for his provocation.

She originally thought it was a very simple matter.

Although the location isn't ideal for taking the final step, it's still worthwhile to try it out first.

Unexpectedly, this backfired.

They overlooked the fact that they were just a novice theoretical master.

However, the other party is someone even the goddess of beauty doesn't know. He seems to be a simple plant god (Adonis), but in reality, he is a carnivorous creature at the top of the food chain, an incarnation of an evil dragon!

Pure dragon blood flowed through his body.

Even with Helen's help to restrain the opponent, their physical strength was still no match for the purebloods, even in a two-on-one situation.

Even if the other person is young now, they are still in the developmental stage.

Ouch! Thinking about it that way is even more terrifying.

Are all men this terrifying?

How can it be so big and powerful while it's still developing?!

Laodick's mentality is starting to crumble.

Moreover, this guy was so gentle when dealing with Helen, but he was incredibly brutal and crushing towards me, all because of my provocation just now.

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