The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

The next moment, it was like a miracle.

The ulcers disappeared, the abscesses subsided, and the shattered bones were restored by a miraculous power and began to correct themselves automatically.

Hector gaped in astonishment, for in that short time he had truly witnessed a miracle!

"Alright, but you can't move around for now. If you're worried about getting infected, you can use alcohol or crush dandelion and apply it to the wound. You'll be able to get back to work in a few days."

Beneath the pure white hood, the benevolent hero spoke thus.

"Thank you, kind hero... Thank you, we will always be loyal to you! We will always love and respect you!"

"We can never repay your kindness in this lifetime!"

As the elderly couple expressed their gratitude, Xue Dinglu continued his stroll through Troy, but today, he was openly followed by someone.

Hector looked at this legendary, benevolent hero who seemed to have no ulterior motives, yet anyone who sought his help would receive his selfless healing.

From the farmer with a broken leg at the beginning, to the injured fisherman, and then to the child who contracted the plague...

He never turned down anyone's request for help, and would use his almost miraculous methods to heal their pain.

Even at sunset, Xue Lude arrived at an empty hut and asked Hector behind him, "Won't you come in and sit down, great hero Hector?"

"Excuse me." Hector bowed slightly, not as a formality, but as a sign of the Trojan hero's profound respect for Xue's Law.

Hector was born at the time when the Argonauts, the great Greek ship, had just set sail. It is often said that if Hector had been born ten years earlier, he would have been one of the great heroes of the Argonauts, a hero who could be compared with Hercules.

Therefore, at nearly thirty years old, he had seen all sorts of heroes—the brave, the arrogant, the extraordinary, and the ruthless and greedy—but he had never seen such a selfless and noble hero.

He seemed to have found a kindred spirit.

Originally, when he set off, the king had discussed with him the idea that Hector should test this benevolent hero to see if he was truly as rumored.

But now, Hector felt that the rumors were not enough! Far from enough! How could such rumors be worthy of such a selfless hero?

Looking at the seemingly kind-hearted middle-aged man in front of him, Xue Lude found it hard to imagine that this was Hector, the legendary figure who single-handedly held off the entire Greek hero ensemble and was known as the "Iron Wall of Troy."

However, Xue Lude greatly respects this great hero. He still remembers the hero's famous quote when he watched the movie "The Trojan War" when he was a child.

'Honor your own gods, cherish your wife and children, and defend your own country.'

This prescient quote earned the great hero countless supporters even in Roman times. Hector's words are the world's earliest concept of virtue, which later became the eight virtues of chivalry believed throughout Europe, thus becoming the "chivalrous spirit" that has influenced generations.

It could even be said that Hector's deeds and spirit became a model for knights of later generations, and he truly deserves the title of "King of Knights".

Even Xue's Law of the 21st century reminds me of quoting Hector's famous saying in an essay I wrote when I was in school.

You have to understand that the other heroes of this era were a bunch of guys who only knew "fighting, it's so much fun!" They didn't care at all why they were fighting; they just wanted to achieve unparalleled feats and make a name for themselves in history.

Therefore, Hector's ideal of protecting his homeland stands out, which makes him one of the most famous heroes of late ancient Greece.

At this moment, Hector, the great hero of Troy, looked at Xue and asked the question that concerned him most.

"O benevolent hero Sildenas, why do you wish to save the world from all sickness?"

Xue Dinglu did not answer directly. He looked westward, towards the Aegean Sea, where the sun was setting. He simply spoke slowly: "Hector, if you knew that the world was destined for destruction, and that there would be no place for humanity in the new world, what would you choose?"

Hector's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the hero hidden beneath the white hood.

Xue Dinglu merely raised his head slightly, his words filled with deep sorrow: "I have touched hell and witnessed the battlefield of tens of millions of demons, but now, I am blinded by this future."

"This world has lost all hope and light; it has been robbed of everything, leaving only suffering and despair. But now, I want to defy the future and become a partner of justice."

Chapter 41 So, what is the price?

Xue's Law is not lying; the world will be destroyed, and Ragnarok is the inevitable end for this parallel world.

However, after Zeus stole all the power, he elevated himself to the status of the only god, thus surviving Ragnarok. In the new world, only the future was left under the rule of Zeus, this "false god".

"The world... will be destroyed, Sildires, did you see something?" Hector was shocked, because both clairvoyance and futuristic vision were the domain of gods, beyond the reach of humans.

“No, this is just a hypothesis,” Xue’s Law interrupted Hector, who seemed to be gripped by some kind of fear.

“I…” Hector fell silent.

He couldn't even imagine what it would be like if Troy were destroyed, his wife and children died in despair, and his younger siblings' mournful cries and pain before their deaths. He felt as if something foreign was stuck in his chest.

It's even harder to imagine what the world would look like after its destruction.

He was now absolutely convinced that this selfless hero must have seen something they couldn't see, and that everything he was doing now seemed to be to prevent that future.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He couldn't imagine, couldn't understand why the gods would watch the world be destroyed. And what about Gaia, the Mother of the Earth? Why did she abandon her child?

"Snap!" A bandaged hand landed on his shoulder, bringing Hector back to reality from his despairing reverie.

"I'm just making a assumption, don't take it seriously." Xue Dinglu smiled and withdrew his arm, which was wrapped in bandages.

Hector was puzzled, because he then noticed that the parts of Xue Lude's white robe that were faintly visible were completely wrapped in bandages.

He suddenly realized something: miracles and divine interventions come at a price, and the selfless hero before him was using such a miracle that could heal all pain and injury.

So, what is the cost?

He was about to speak when Xue Dinglu interrupted him: "Hero Hector, let's get back to business. What brings you here? Do the warriors guarding Troy need medical treatment?"

“No, it is merely the King of Troy who has invited the benevolent hero to this banquet,” Hector stated his purpose.

He even felt ashamed, because he had not only extended an invitation, but also tested whether the hero before him was truly worthy of the title. However, after the test, he felt that he had insulted this selfless hero.

He even regretted his probing. It wasn't a question of whether such a hero was worth the Trojan royal family's courtship, but rather whether his silly sisters were worthy of this hero.

"Hector, let me heal you too."

As the sound rang out, Hector felt completely relaxed, all the fatigue of the day disappeared, and even some minor wounds left from the battlefield vanished.

Hector bowed to the hero and said, "Thank you for your selflessness, hero Sildenas."

"Let's go."

The two began their journey towards the royal palace.

Unbeknownst to them, a white owl perched atop a tree, observing everything that had transpired.

In ancient Greece, owls were associated with "wisdom," and thus, people believed that owls were the embodiment of Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

In particular, the soldiers and heroes of Athens painted their shields with the symbol of a white owl, and the feathers on their helmets were also shaped like owls, because they believed that this would ensure that the goddess Athena would be with them.

The owl had actually found the trail of "the blasphemer" several days earlier. She would have immediately given the surrounding heroes a revelation, or summoned the golden lion and the multi-headed sea monster to tear this blasphemer who had desecrated all the Olympian gods to pieces.

But for some reason, she hesitated. The embodiment of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, looked at the hero who would save the world and began to hesitate.

The Greek gods were petty and held grudges, never letting their revenge linger. Even Athena, who had the best reputation, was a petty goddess.

However, the gods are also all fanatical hero enthusiasts, and they all wish they could personally take to the field to cheer for the heroes they support. When they hear a brand new hero adventure story, the gods can't help but excitedly wave their flags, poke their temples with their index fingers, and get incredibly excited.

Therefore, Athena, who witnessed what seemed to be the birth of a new hero, was caught in an immense dilemma.

On one hand, reason compelled her to quickly command the monsters to breach Troy and kill this blasphemer; on the other hand, her emotions were strong—she truly wanted to see this hero's end! To witness a brand new heroic tale!

Whether they will burn themselves out like a raging fire, ultimately fall into depravity, or become complete losers, whatever the outcome, it is like an inescapable poison for the gods.

No matter how rational and wise a god may be, it is impossible for them to remain rational forever when it comes to the story of a hero, especially the ending of that story.

So she concealed what had happened here, while Olympus was still in chaos due to the plague, and while Zeus, that old man, was probably in the bed of some human queen again.

She was willing to grant such a hero a trial from her goddess of wisdom, Athena!

A white owl followed in the footsteps of Hector and Schrödinger, nimbly darting and leaping among the treetops.

Meanwhile, another hooting owl flew away from Troy and went to the position of the three Fates.

The clucking chicken hid in the tree because she spotted Zeus, who was leaving the residence of the Fates with a sour face.

Recently, Zeus has been visiting the three Fates more and more often to inquire about his fate, but each time he has not gained much insight.

The three Fates are no less powerful than Zeus; they represent absolute authority, so even when faced with Zeus's questions, they can show no respect to this king of the gods.

After Zeus had completely left, the tiny clucking chicken sneaked into the palace of the Fates and bowed to them.

"It's Athena. What troubles do you have that you want to ask about fate?" The eldest of the three goddesses said to the tiny clucking chicken.

Compared to their indifference towards Zeus, the three Fates were much more amiable towards Athena, even showing a hint of affection.

"I've come to ask for a thread of fate; I want to see the destiny of a hero." Athena stated her purpose directly, without any hesitation.

She really wanted to see Xue's fate, because she felt it would be an exciting epic of a flag-raising hero.

Chapter 42 The King of Troy Invites You to a Party

With a thin thread in its beak, the owl flapped its wings and flew away.

At this time, Xue Dinglu was unaware that he had been targeted by a supreme god, but even if he did, it wouldn't matter.

His only enemy was Zeus, though perhaps a few of the Olympian gods could have been his allies in killing Zeus.

But it's too slow!

The arrogance of the gods is ingrained in their bones. He is unwilling to gradually lower the favorability of a few gods. They will be tolerant of mortal heroes, but they will always remain high and mighty. It would probably take several years or even decades to raise the favorability of a god to the point that the god is willing to help him raise the favorability of Zeus.

And they might even be forced to sell hooks, after all, this is open-minded ancient Greece, where almost everyone (god) is bisexual.

Although the Great Sage is far superior to the Old Undead in terms of knowledge and ability, the Great Sage's biggest problem is that he cannot directly provide Xue's Law with powerful combat strength.

Xue's Law can only rely on the knowledge and information provided by great sages.

In comparison, the old undead is like a henchman who can provide him with a safety net, while the great sage is more like a logistical support who oversees the overall situation.

Therefore, lacking any trump cards, he could only proceed cautiously, not wanting to be defeated by some Greek god and dragged back to the temple...

While Xue was pondering this, Hector had already brought him to the palace.

The palace was bustling with activity, with fine wine and food everywhere. Hector had dozens of younger brothers and sisters, some of whom became famous in later generations. Of course, they did not have their own stories or achievements in this era, so they could not even be considered heroes.

Because it was a family gathering, the princesses of Troy also attended the banquet.

The king, seated on the throne, gestured to Hector, but Hector shook his head, feeling that all the probing and suspicion were an insult to the selfless hero.

Seeing Hector's attitude, the king instantly became enthusiastic, having great faith in his eldest son. He believed that Troy had obtained the greatest treasure and would even become the most powerful hero in all of Greece.

As for the hero recognized by his eldest son, he immediately ordered his daughters to bring fine wine and food to serve the so-called "benevolent hero".

This kind of thing would be outrageous in the history of other countries, but it was quite common in Greece.

Yes, although it seems outrageous from a modern perspective, it makes perfect sense in ancient Greece, where the smaller head controlled the larger one.