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

Athena cursed inwardly, thinking that she might give Hector, the Trojan hero, a hard time someday.

“You can no longer use your healing spells, Xerides,” Hector said urgently.

Although he still doubted Cassandra's words because of the curse, he firmly believed in his judgment: everything about Xue Dinglu was abnormal, and miracles come at a price.

Xue's healing ability is completely beyond the level of "witchcraft," so what is the price?

Chapter 44 Don't try to steal my man!

Athena's murky eyes gazed at this blasphemer. This was the divine trial she had given Xue Lude. She wanted to know whether this "benevolent hero" was truly noble or just a clown's foolish act.

This incarnation's body is afflicted with countless pains and diseases; even modern medicine would only utter the three phrases: "It's hopeless, just wait to die, goodbye."

Heart failure, fibrotic lung, stomach cancer, widespread organ fibrosis...

If Xue's ability is merely to transfer other people's pain onto himself, then Athena only wants to see his choice at this moment!

Regardless of the choice she made, she was able to experience one of the few joys of her life, watching the heroes make their decisions.

Seeing Xue's pupils through the hood, Athena in the shadows knew she was about to get the result she wanted.

Is he a noble hero? Or a hero in disguise?

Please give your answer, hero!

However, Xue's concern was not how many deadly diseases this frail old woman possessed, but rather the information being fed back through the cursed blood.

[Analyzed (Blood of the God-King A+): A direct descendant of Zeus, the God-King, born with god-level power.]

"Xercyrus! You shouldn't be so cruel to yourself!" Hector's voice rang out. "Your ability isn't healing; it merely transfers the pain of others onto yourself, isn't it?"

The moment he spoke, everyone around him, from the commoners to the princes and princesses who had followed Hector out, looked on in astonishment.

Cassandra's words, due to the curse, would forcibly distort their perceptions, making them disbelieve, but Hector, the great hero of Troy, had words that convinced all the people.

and many more……

What did Hector mean just now?!

It was precisely because they understood Hector's meaning that they found it unbelievable.

The "hero of love" Cydileus was not a walking miracle; he simply took on the suffering of others.

So how many people did he save during that time?

A hundred people? Or a thousand? Is he going to bear the pain of so many people with his own body?

The Trojan princesses hurriedly asked, "But to transfer such a severe disease onto oneself, isn't that a bit..."

That's too cruel to yourself!

They suddenly understood why Cassandra was weeping. Even though they saw the so-called "great hero Hector" every day, they couldn't bear to watch at this moment.

“Compassionate hero, I know my days are numbered. There is no need to completely heal me; just make me feel a little better in the rest of my life.” Athena was also moved, and she decided to lower the difficulty of the trial.

Indeed, it would be too cruel if he were to transfer all of this disease that he had manifested.

She will give heroes trials, allowing them to demonstrate unparalleled bravery and noble character through these trials.

However, this recognition of heroes remains unchanged.

Athena was petty, but she also had an admiration and love for supreme heroes. This was ingrained in the Greeks or gods—an absolute love for those who were brave, fearless, and noble.

If she can achieve this nobility, she will protect the hero and remove all his blasphemy.

Xue Dinglu simply shook his head slightly, and the power of "Cursed Blood" was activated.

Then, as the setting sun cast its last rays upon the orange-red sky, the entire population of Troy, including princes and princesses, were deeply moved.

A miracle has happened!

The old woman, who was originally very old, gradually began to transform into a young girl. Her illnesses disappeared and her pain was completely eliminated.

On Xue Dinglu's body, bright red blood slowly seeped from the bandages, completely staining the bandages red and even the white robe he wore.

This scene, which would be shocking and haunting to anyone who saw it, was not even frowned by the noble hero, who continued to unleash his power.

"Tear..."

That was the sound of bandages tearing. People were horrified to discover that his few exposed skins looked as if they had been peeled off. They could even imagine the pain that this hero was enduring, his body still hidden in his blood-stained white robe.

To the ancient Greeks, this was undoubtedly a shocking event, especially under the watchful eyes of the public and even the gods.

It was as if an epic was unfolding before him. A noble hero would not refuse anyone's request, whether it be an ordinary person, a king or a nobleman, or even a god, even such an impolite request.

He will treat everyone with dignity and love equally, even beggars and old women!

The scene of sacrificing oneself to save them is celebrated in any civilization and any era, not to mention ancient Greece, which had a fervent pursuit of heroes. Everyone present felt the impact of that charismatic personality called "great love"!

Whether it was the work of the gods or a timely gust of wind, Xue's hood was blown down, revealing his face, which could astonish even the gods.

But at this moment, his calm face was stained with blood, and his purplish hair was soaked in blood. However, anyone could feel the weakness and pain beneath that calm and handsome face.

On one side is the rejuvenated "old woman," and on the other side is the blood-stained hero. The epic feel of this scene is so overwhelming that any Greek who witnesses it feels a ton of impact.

The princesses covered their mouths with their hands, tears welling up in their eyes. Their noble yet pained appearance would make any woman feel heartache and be unable to extricate herself.

Even Athena at this moment, all the dissatisfaction and anger she felt towards Xue Lude on Mount Olympus had completely disappeared. Her gaze was fixed on the face of the handsome young man, and she couldn't take her eyes off him.

Her pure and beautiful face, stained with blood, even made the sunset pale in comparison.

The old woman, now very old, transformed into a young girl; this was Athena's original form.

But at this moment, her gaze was fiery, fixed on him, and she could no longer suppress the love in her heart for the hero and for all that is kind, beautiful, and wonderful in humanity.

This nobility, which was only slightly manifested in the great hero Hercules, is unmatched by any hero of this era, and even the goddess of virginity would give it due favor.

If Xue Lude had a romance system, he might be displaying a series of "Athena's affection +1" notifications right now, and it might even continue to slowly increase until the affection level reaches 70 or higher, perhaps even approaching 80.

This is the man she desires! He embodies all the goodness in humanity. Is she trying to become a virgin goddess?

Is it because the Greek gods were all a bunch of weird and awful characters?

The one who wanted to insult her father Zeus from the moment she was born, was it Poseidon who harassed and disgusted her every day, or some god of fire? God of wine? God of war? A bunch of human-shaped walking Armstrong cannons.

In this environment, one either succumbs to depravity and becomes a bitch like the goddess of beauty, or swears to fate to become a virgin goddess.

At that moment, she vowed to have him! So what if he ate the golden apple and then mocked her on Mount Olympus? For someone as noble as her, that was nothing at all!

Athena felt her love overflowing. She believed that if any god saw this scene, they would be so excited that they would raise their flags, completely disregarding the matter of the golden apple.

Even Zeus, the father of the gods, would forgive this noble hero's deception. She even believed that the inhuman Zeus would transform into a goddess to seduce the hero, and then excitedly and cruelly humiliate him in the form of a goddess!

As the healing process came to an end, the hero, a handsome young man with the complexion of a green apple, slowly departed, but his steps were filled with exhaustion and pain.

Even that silhouette seemed incomparably desolate and frail.

Normally the sun should have set by now, but today the sunset was unexpectedly delayed, falling along with the departure of that noble hero.

Everyone felt as if the stories of myths and epics were unfolding before their eyes; they bowed to the revered figures and sang their praises.

And so, as the sun set, the noble hero vanished into the sunset.

People gradually dispersed, but this scene would not be the end. There were too many witnesses present, and the bards would write it into an epic, and the albatrosses would spread this epic to every corner of the Aegean Sea in the shortest possible time.

This will become one of the most sublime and brilliant stories of this era in Greece.

With the events coming to a close, Athena decided to take the epic saga a step further.

Of course, this is on the premise of excluding other people who want to steal men. Just now, Athena felt that she was not the only god who was looking at her.

It's obvious that some guys want to steal her man.

"Just now, you were peeking, weren't you? Apollo, and Hercules..." Athena said, looking towards the sky.

The setting sun: "..."

The wind that had just blown: "..."

There may be other gods who want to steal her man, but she will definitely stop them all.

Why didn't Athena reveal her true form to everyone just now and reap a wave of divine miracles and faith?

Actually, Athena was still reeling from the shock of that incredibly exciting scene. She only remembered to increase her favorability rating and forgot to perform a miracle. But it wasn't too late. A snow-white owl circled in the night and came to the hero's house.

Chapter 45 Athena, ceased to think.

The gods are extremely fickle. When they see something beautiful, they can't help but want to possess it. If someone resists or humiliates them, the gods will destroy the beautiful thing and punish them with thunderous force.

However, they often feel regret after the destruction and then try to go to the underworld to rescue people.

Such stories abound in ancient Greece, so Athena believed she could protect Xue's law, as long as he was willing to become her confidant.

With this in mind, Athena arrived at Xue's residence.

This is an abandoned temple, belonging to a minor god like the Narcissus God who has died. Because the god is dead, the temple was abandoned and has now become Xue Lude's residence.

While peering out the window, Athena saw Xue Luding tending to his wounds.

From the rapid breathing and the clumsy fingers, Athena sensed a deep sense of guilt.

Because the affliction of that incarnation was an individual formed from the most vile diseases in all of Greece, even the god of healing himself was helpless, and it seemed that only the inner armor on his body prevented him from dying directly.

However, at this moment, all that pain is concentrated on this child, and she feels heartbroken.

So, this is the time for her, this goddess, to demonstrate her divine power.

Athena began to mentally rehearse her entrance. She would transform into a white owl, first offering him warmth with her wings, and then using her divine power to alleviate his pain.

Finally, the goddess bestows upon him her blessing, allowing him to use his sublime power without restraint. Looking at the goddess's grace and face, the hero will surely kneel before her and kiss the back of her hand.

Just as the owl was mentally preparing to show off in front of the boy, he saw Xue Dinglu simply leaning against the wall and falling asleep.

The prepared speech she had prepared earlier was useless at this moment. Athena was about to wake him up directly, but when she saw Xue Dinglu's wounds all over his body and his unconcealable exhaustion, she could only sigh.

Even if this noble hero is physically strong, he definitely wouldn't live more than a month.

This is on the premise that he no longer uses that miraculous ability.

However, since they were so close, she began to use the tiny thread of fate hidden in the feather.

She wanted to see the fate of this noble hero, and through the threads of that fate, to see his past, present, and future.

She was very curious about what kind of environment could have nurtured such a noble person.