Myth: I am God!

Chapter 113 Rebecca

In late spring, all the flowers wither.

When the declaration of war from the Kingdom of Argos reached the eyes of all the kings of the nations...

People in the Central Plains know this.

An unprecedented war is about to begin.

The Athenians used money and the eloquence of their scholars to persuade one city-state after another, and organized a large and powerful army of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the north.

The Corinthians, on the other hand, in the west, built a mysterious army of tens of thousands with supernatural powers, equipped with a large number of wizards and magical weapons.

The Spartans, under the personal guidance of Ares, the god of war, gradually amassed a bloodthirsty army of tens of thousands of high-ranking warriors by threatening disobedient small city-states in the south.

On the ocean, far away in the southern continent of Memphis watched the two tigers fight from the sidelines. However, in order to prevent Argos from turning against the Kingdom of Memphis when it had nowhere else to go, Memphis ordered thousands of people to board dozens of warships and block Argos's retreat at sea, keeping a watchful eye on them.

The Kingdom of Argos inherited the legion system left by the former rulers of Middle-earth and improved upon the mechanism of the Trial of Warriors. Therefore, under the rule of Dicttis, it almost smoothly inherited the status and strength of the powerful kingdoms of Middle-earth.

He gathered soldiers and warriors from across the country and formed a powerful army of 100,000 men.

Several thousand of them belonged to warbands equipped with magical weapons; and nearly eight hundred gold warriors and several thousand silver warriors accumulated in the Hall of Heroes were also incorporated into the army.

then.

Large numbers of soldiers were divided into different battle groups, and each commander led his troops to the front lines to be stationed.

Canaan was located on the border of the Kingdom of Argos, in the western part of the Nemean Plain, and belonged to the Kingdom of Corinth.

The border region, where the kingdoms of Sparta, Argos, and Sparta meet, was a battleground in three wars, making it a very important area...

According to Dixtis's strategy.

He reactivated a fortress located near Canaan.

And in accordance with Isaac's wishes, they armed Canaan, making this fortress a strategic stronghold alongside Canaan.

He intended to have Prince Perseus lead the troops to garrison this fortress.

Neither Dicttis nor Isaac could have foreseen that this fortress would one day become famous and be known as Mycenae, the name of a great dynasty.

Argos, military camp.

Isaac obtained a batch of weapons from Dicttis.

The soldiers carried military equipment and provisions, filling one horse-drawn cart after another to the brim.

And this time.

He saw Perseus standing to the side, but he looked serious and was deep in thought.

Seeing his best friend's serious expression, Isaac asked with some concern, "What's wrong?"

Perseus looked at the panting soldiers and sighed, "Our reserves of magic crystals are not many..."

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"Magic crystals can quickly upgrade an ordinary soldier to the Bronze level."

"And it is also the energy source necessary for magical weapons."

"It belongs to an invaluable strategic reserve resource..."

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"But because of the previous confederation, Athens and Memphis took away too many of our magic crystals."

"But when the war actually broke out, magic crystals were in short supply..."

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"If soldiers are allowed to improve their physique and strength, then magical weapons will lack sufficient energy reserves. And if magical warbands are allowed to squander magic crystals, then soldiers in other legions will find it difficult to even reach the Bronze level."

"This is a difficult choice."

Upon hearing Perseus's concerns, Isaac suddenly burst out laughing.

Perseus turned to Isaac, puzzled, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Isaac laughed and said, "If you hadn't brought it up, I would have almost forgotten about it."

"Do you know what I found in that bandit's cave?"

"What?"

"A magic crystal mine."

"What?!"

As he spoke, Isaac pulled a magic crystal ore from his pocket; it was crystal clear and shimmered with a faint light.

This was a piece of magic crystal ore that he had picked up from that magic crystal mine.

"However, we need to act quickly. The mine is located within that camp, which means the hidden forces know about it."

Perseus nodded solemnly upon hearing this.

Immediately, Perseus and Isaac went to meet Dicttis.

"Father, he's leaving..."

Rebecca spoke timidly to the prophet Zach.

This was the thirty-sixth time she had said it in half an hour.

She was wearing a long white robe and a large hood that covered her small face.

It circled around Zach back and forth.

He seemed anxious and at a loss...

Zach was a little dizzy from being shaken by his daughter. He rubbed his temples and sighed, "Rebecca, if you like Isaac, then go for it..."

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"Why hesitate here?"

Rebecca's face flushed instantly, and she covered her face, saying, "What...what if he doesn't like me?"

Zack sighed again. He thought for a moment; his years of experience as a prophet had imbued his words with a cautionary tale: "Rebecca, if you're too cowardly to try..."

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"So many years later, when Isaac comes before you with his children and recounts with a smile how he once loved you, where will you, belatedly realizing your mistake, turn to for regret?"

"Go, Rebecca..."

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"With war raging now, if you miss this opportunity, you might never see him again for a very, very long time..."

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That night.

After discussing all the established strategic matters with Perseus, Isaac, with the help of some people, settled down in a residence in the temple.

He will return to Canaan tomorrow once all the kingdom's logistical preparations are complete.

Just as Isaac was about to fall asleep, the door to the room opened.

Isaac rose alertly, his eyes gleaming like two burning candles in the darkness.

He quietly grasped the black sword beside the bed.

He thought to himself, "The traitor in the city can no longer hide." Just as he was about to draw his sword and kill the man, he froze.

A figure dressed in a white priest's robe, trembling like a white fawn, stood before the door.

"Re...Rebecca?"

Moonlight streamed in through the crack in the door.

The light shone on the girl's trembling, pale body.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, like the moon reflected in autumn water, so beautiful it was almost mesmerizing...

Isaac was momentarily at a loss, and even his heart skipped a beat.

He was only eighteen years old.

He has summoned heavenly fire to burn sinners; he has saved the righteous and freed slaves; he has slain robbers and bandits, and destroyed camps of thousands; and soon he will don his armor to defend his homeland in the name of the Messiah...

But he never experienced one thing—

love.

The girl stepped forward shakily and gently embraced Isaac in the moonlight. The soft, pine-scented girl trembled in his arms, their heartbeats gradually matching, their breaths becoming one. At this moment, Isaac knew he had to marry Rebecca.