Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The thought of venturing deep into the palace to deliver these large and small packages was a hellish challenge, even more difficult than moving the statue of Athena from the temple. Even the cunning Odysseus only wanted to die at this moment.

Although Odysseus's face was expressionless, his skin was trembling uncontrollably.

I'm tired. Let's destroy it!

"Diochoris, as a loyal warrior of the goddess Athena, do you have any good suggestions for our next plan?" Odysseus asked, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after successfully infiltrating the city, but not daring to relax completely.

At this point, they could only hope that the goddess Athena was on their side; if only the goddess could give them some divine guidance.

As for the possibility that Athena wasn't on their side—Odysseus didn't even dare to consider that possibility.

If you steal a statue of a supreme god right under his nose, and you want to die, you can go directly to Hades, the god of the underworld.

However, the Diomedes at this time was not the Diomedes that Odysseus knew.

Diomedes shook his head, then continued to maintain his aloof and silent demeanor.

The goddess would certainly not offer any divine revelation; even if there were, it would only be the red-haired goddess who brings calamity, not the goddess of wisdom and war.

Odysseus frowned as he looked at Diomedes, whose behavior was somewhat erratic...

I was so focused on how to sneak into the city and steal the statue that I didn't pay much attention to my teammates.

Odysseus initially thought the task was too difficult and everyone was feeling rather dull, but at that moment he realized that Diomedes seemed to be acting strangely.

...but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Odysseus felt that the road ahead was becoming increasingly bleak—the enemy was strong and he was weak, and his teammates seemed to have become strangely different people.

Damn it—! What a hellish situation!

Fast forward...

Odysseus and his companions had been in Troy for a full week but had yet to find an opportunity to make their move.

He needed to observe the palace's defensive layout and find an opportunity to meet with Griffith, while also probing the route to the Temple of Athena.

I got up very early in the morning and pretended to be a believer with Diomedes to worship the statue of Athena. We stayed there for a whole week.

To avoid arousing suspicion, they only dared to wander around one area of ​​the temple at a time, and it took them a week to finally figure out all the hidden corners of the temple.

In the afternoon, they went to explore the route to the royal palace.

Because Diomedes always acted aloof and did nothing but follow orders, Odysseus had no choice but to do all the exploration tasks by himself.

Several times I almost got discovered by the guards and became a suspect. If I hadn't run fast, I might have attracted the attention of the enemy hero.

The experiences of the past few days have made Odysseus look much older and more weathered.

And that's not even the worst of it—!

In fact, to play it safe, he should have explored the Temple of Athena in the afternoon to find out the changing of the guards.

Due to the urgency of the situation, this task could only be entrusted to Diomedes for observation, but Diomedes' lack of cooperation led to this situation.

Odysseus always obtained very limited information from him.

The only time the other party spoke up was when they brought the goddess's decree—telling them to hurry up and stop dawdling.

Clearly, Eris couldn't wait any longer.

Wait a minute, Athena and Artemis will both be back, but by then it will be too late.

Under pressure from all sides, Odysseus had no choice but to start planning to take a risk.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the nights have recently become a bit too extravagant, filled with a gentle, indulgent lifestyle.

The little red dragon needs nutrition every day to grow, so where does that nutrition come from? The answer is Nutrition Express.

But unlike ordinary games, this queen with magic is really going to drain you dry.

Even a tap can't withstand such a sudden burst of water.

In addition, there was another princess, Raedik, who was initially a little shy and reserved, but gradually got into the swing of things and became envious, and started vying for food with her every day.

In order to attract the night, she even went so far as to keep the power of the goddess of beauty running 24 hours a day.

She always managed to slip away from Artemis and the others at unexpected times, successfully luring Ye out, and then, together with Helen, draining her dry.

After all, this thing can only be used once or countless times, especially when you're still excited about it the first time you play it, not to mention that you can also improve it along the way.

And every night when I ask Raodick, Helen comes every day to stabilize her magical growth and prevent it from going out of control. What about you?

Laodick: 'I feel a bit weak too, so—hehe.'

This is insane!

Not everyone is an incarnation of the Red Dragon, with an insatiable appetite for magic. How dare a mere incarnation of the goddess of beauty, a little cabbage, provoke him?

Adhering to the principle of resolutely not indulging her.

One more won't make a difference; we can have two together at night, enough to satisfy our cravings.

Paris and his men soon discovered that no matter how many guards were added, Helen would still not appear when she needed to.

And every time he comes back, he looks great.

This pushed Paris to the point of near breaking down.

Another morning passed, and after waking up groggily at noon from the palace of Princess Laedik, the little red dragon retreated into his subconscious and went to sleep.

Helen, dragging her tired and aching body, began to walk back.

She hadn't walked far when she was blocked by a group of heroes in front of a corridor door.

Rather than calling them heroes, they were more like a group of Paris's brothers, led by Ipobos.

Upon seeing this group of people she least wanted to see, Helen instinctively stopped in her tracks, feeling a surge of fear and even having the urge to turn around and leave.

But this is a straight road, and turning around now would be too deliberate. If it causes a misunderstanding, Paris's brothers will target her again.

Thinking of this, Helen could only lower her head and pretend not to see, wanting to hurry over.

After observing for a while, Ifobus confirmed that Helen was indeed the same familiar person today, without the frightening aura she had before, but rather a naive little lamb who could only be bullied.

Ipopois could no longer hold back.

He stepped forward and stood in front of Helen.

"and many more--!"

Chapter 191 Take it off here, the naive Ifobus threatens.

"Helen, you've been spending a lot of time with that great hero Griffith lately, haven't you? How can you do this to my brother Paris?" Ifobus and his men surrounded them, immediately launching into a soul-searching question.

A group of tall, burly men. Although there were no powerful heroes like Hector here, these princes, born of the same parents, had an average fighting ability of at least that of a normal adult.

It was still quite intimidating to Helen, who was just an 'ordinary person'.

"I...I don't understand what you're saying." Helen's face flushed slightly. She wasn't good at lying, but she knew at least that she absolutely couldn't expose that secret relationship and drag the two of them down with her.

She herself is fine, but the reputations of Lord Griffith and Prince Raedic will be affected.

"How long are you going to keep up this act, you shameless slut..." Ipobus stared at the increasingly delicate and alluring girl with undisguised greed, speaking in a malicious and ferocious tone.

“These past few days you have been with Laodick, serving that hero.”

"Hey, hey, what are you saying, Ifobus?" The other brothers were unaware of these things and were shocked by the astonishing amount of information in Ifobus's words.

"You don't know yet, do you? This woman has been doing all this behind our good brother Paris's back... But it doesn't matter, it seems that our previous insults against her were not wrong at all, but rather the right choice."

"Helen—you are really bold. Alone in Troy, you dare to offend your former support. Guess what our father will do when he finds out that his most beloved son has been treated so disgracefully by you."

It's worth noting that Priam doted on Paris so much that he was willing to go to war with all of Greece.

As soon as Ifobos finished speaking, Helen panicked completely.

That appearance further confirmed Ipobus's suspicions, causing his face to contort in anger.

really--

It's been used by another man.

It's a bit dirty, but that doesn't matter; it's the most beautiful place in all of Greece, after all.

He came here specifically for this body—

Just as the brothers were speechless with shock.

To satisfy his ugly desires and achieve his own goals, Ipopois had specially gathered his brothers here to wait for Helen to pass by. Now, his true intentions were revealed, and he suddenly spoke to his brothers.

"You want to try it too, don't you? The taste of this slut... even great heroes like Theseus and Odysseus coveted her but couldn't have her. Now you have the chance."

what? ! ! !

The brothers' hearts pounded; they hadn't expected Ifobus to suddenly utter such a shocking statement.

Helen took several steps back, her face turning pale with fright. Her first instinct was to run away. In the face of danger, her subconscious thought was to seek help from Lord Griffith.

Perhaps only by being there could she feel a sliver of peace and warmth in this cold Troy.

As long as she stays in that embrace, she doesn't have to think about anything, all the pain will disappear, and she won't have to live in constant fear of her identity or be dependent on others. There, she can be herself again.

however--

“If you dare to run away, I will tell my father, King Priam, about how you’ve been going in and out of Laodick’s room every day these past few days, and how you’ve been spending all day with that hero Griffith. Helen, you should understand the consequences.”

Ifobus shouted, “Don’t forget, Griffith hasn’t yet gained the recognition of many heroes. After all, he’s a hero from Greece. If he’s also antagonized by Troy because of you…”

"What do you think Griffith's situation will be in Troy now that he's offended Ares and can no longer return to Greece... Hahahaha!!"

"You... shameless!" Having been tricked, Helen subconsciously stopped in her tracks. She wanted to continue, but a surge of anger within her made her stop.

It wasn't that she was naive enough to think that as long as she agreed to the coercion, the other party would let her and Lord Griffith go; rather, it was that the emotions she had been holding back were finally stirred up.

Perhaps influenced by the little red dragon inside them, the pride of the dragon race makes them immune to any threats.

She suddenly felt a violent urge to tear the other person to pieces right there.

The arrogant and tyrannical heart cannot be satisfied unless it crushes the insect that dares to provoke this great and majestic creature and watches it scream in despair.

"I'm shameless? Hahahaha! You're the most shameless woman, Helen! It's clearly you who committed an unforgivable crime that got caught. Alright!"

"My patience is running out! Helen, right here—start undressing," Ipohbus said impatiently.

"What?!?" Here? Helen stared in shock, her anger barely contained, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

They wanted to threaten her with the hero, and that wasn't enough; they needed a whole group of people, and in a place like this, so desperate.