The Warrior of Love

Then, the cook will do his best to tell this last story well.

Chapter 1071: Sweet-mouthed Medea

"Hello, Castero Circe, I am——"

"No need to introduce yourself. I am not interested in who you are, where you come from, or what your mission is. This is the holy land of Hecate, the goddess of night. You should leave quickly if you have no reverence for her."

As she spoke, the witch, who looked like a young girl, raised her staff and threatened, "Otherwise, my magic and curses are not to be trifled with!"

Hercules, or Jiang Liu, was now trying his best to conceal his aura. In addition, he and Circe were not contemporaries during their lifetime, so even though they were both born in Greece, Circe did not recognize him.

"Really? There are always thieves who think women and children are easy to bully..."

Her petite body and pleasant voice were not intimidating at all, but Hercules did not underestimate her because of this. Jiang Liu was also observing everything in secret.

Because they all knew the name "Circe", who was the sister of the king of Colchis and Medea's aunt. It was said that Medea learned all her magic tricks from her, and she was also the most famous believer of the goddess of night and magic.

By the way, Jiang Liu, who was a moon chef in his previous life, still remembers a relatively "old" setting:

Medea's magic level ranks within the top five in the entire Type-Moon world.

Of course, this refers to skills rather than power, and does not take into account the special existence of "magicians". But even so, this evaluation is still full of gold.

In mythology, Circe's magical skills are even better than Medea's, and they are both disciples (believers) of Hecate.

In this way, the Greek witches are still very impressive and basically represent the highest theoretical level of the magic system.

Oh, Medea!

While using the magic tools left by the girl Medea to send out signals, Jiang Liu took over the body to negotiate with Circe.

"We are Servants from Panhuman History. We are here to help Chaldea. You should be the same, right, Circe? If that's the case, then there is no reason for us to be enemies."

"No, pan-human history or Chaldea has nothing to do with me. I'm not an orthodox hero anyway. I just need to protect this island and prevent the symbol of the goddess from being violated.

You are doomed to bring disaster to this island, so leave now."

As she spoke, Circe raised her staff, and a wave of magic power transformed into a wind impact that swept past Jiang Liu and broke the large tree behind him.

"This is just a warning."

"It seems that you are not very friendly... I don't want to fight with you."

Jiang Liu drew out the dagger from his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, he drew an uncatchable trajectory, cutting through the atmosphere while making a sharp whistle.

Zheng!

Circe quickly dodged, spread her wings behind her and tried to fly into the sky to gain distance for the fight, which made Jiang Liu feel like déjà vu.

After all, her niece Medea used a similar method of warfare, except that she didn't have real wings, so she used a cloak to assist in flying.

But as soon as Circe floated into the air, a deafening sound like a bolt from the blue broke through all magical barriers and appeared directly in her mind.

Then she was suddenly struck by dizziness, which made her vision blurry. She wanted to perform magic to protect herself but she fell down before she could do so.

"what happened?!"

Although she was shocked, magic was an instinct ingrained in her bones, and she threw out a small trinket on her body as she fell.

It was a pendant-like object, a magic item made by Circe, and it was much more powerful than an ordinary amulet.

Then, almost in an instant, a barrier made of fire enveloped it, isolating it from all attacks from the outside.

Of course, she was worrying over nothing, because Jiang Liu did not pursue her at all, but stayed where he was and watched Circe protect herself.

The Great Witch was startled for a moment, her brows furrowed, and then relaxed.

Now she believed that Jiang Liu had no ill intentions, otherwise if he rushed towards her directly, as a magician, she would not be able to stop Jiang Liu, who was obviously a fighter.

When the dizziness gradually faded away, Circe could see clearly what was in Jiang Liu's hand.

The dagger disappeared, and was replaced by a small round bronze mirror... no, it seemed more like a musical instrument like a "gong".

Was this the thing that had just attacked her?

"Wait, this thing is... Is your real name "Hercules"? "

Circe stared at the wild boar skin on Jiang Liu's head and curled her lips.

"Who would recognize him if he changed his appearance... But this would explain that special Noble Phantasm... Of course, losing to the famous Hercules is not a shame."

After recognizing Jiang Liu (Hercules), Circe removed the barrier on her own, and the fluctuations of magic power in her body gradually subsided, as if she had no intention of continuing the fight.

Of course, even if she planned to continue, she actually had no chance of winning.

Not to mention that Jiang Liu's spiritual base is "Crown", which means he is completely different from an ordinary servant in terms of realm. Just based on the job compatibility, the advantage of a third-level knight over a magician is simply too great.

What's more, Circe was born in Greece... She knew very well that she could not be a match for Hercules.

Jiang Liu glanced at the gong in his hand that looked like a shield and a mirror, shook his head and put it away, then recalled the dagger in a flash of inspiration.

Hercules in this mode possesses multiple Noble Phantasms, the first of which is derived from the twelve trials. However, it is not an immortal body that is resurrected twelve times, but rather each trial is manifested in the form of a "weapon".

In addition, the manifested weapon itself can also be considered an independent treasure.

The thing that Circe suffered was one of the Twelve Glorious Trials of Hercules:

The Shocking Divine Gong is a B-rank anti-personnel and anti-military treasure that was given to it by Athena when she drove away the strange bird, and it was forged by the god of craftsmanship Hephaestus.

Actually, this treasure is relatively "useless" in the Twelve Trials because its physical damage is almost zero.

But it has a very special and extreme effect: it causes a forced stun effect on enemies with the "Raptor" and "Wings" characteristics, causing them to fall from the sky.

"B" rank means that one must have "Abnormal Resistance" above A rank or equivalent protection to be immune to this effect.

Circe has run into a trap...

"Okay, now we can talk properly—"

I don’t know if Jiang Liu’s luck is particularly bad, but there are always people interrupting him when he is talking today.

"Aunt? Is it an aunt? It's my dear Aunt Circe who has a physique that attracts scumbags!"

Chapter 1072: Kind Cassandra

"Well!"

Circe's expression suddenly froze. To her, the sweet voice sounded like a crow annoyed by death.

"This voice... could it be that!"

Then, her ominous premonition began to come true, and a familiar figure appeared before her—Medea and the other two who received Jiang Liu’s signal arrived at the scene.

After all, this island is not that big, and this distance is just a blink of an eye for the servants.

"Ahh, it really is my aunt!"

Medea came forward in surprise: "I was wondering if this aura was familiar...it turned out to be you, aunt."

"Medea... my foolish brother's princess."

Circe looked at her with a complicated expression: "And she was still a girl..."

Although they were both master and disciple, relatives, and even disciples of Hecate, Circe was not very good at dealing with Medea at this period... Her overly straightforward naivety could easily hurt people's hearts.

"Hey, why are you still with this scumbag? You really don't have good taste in men, Medea."

Circe glanced at Jason and taunted Medea as if in retaliation.

The smile on the purple-haired girl's face suddenly froze...

"We have broken up... No, according to the life cycle of a Servant, we have never been together. But you, Auntie, even in the Lostbelt, still like to hide on the island. Are you still waiting to kidnap passing sailors?"

"Medea, Medea, what have I done to make you disrespect me so much that you even refuse to call me "sister" - the title of aunt makes me sound very old."

"That's actually the case." The Trojan priestess suddenly spoke.

"No, neither of you has the right to criticize the other in this regard. You are both emotional losers, so why are you still biting each other?"

"Uh..." Under the strange gazes of Jiang Liu and Jason, Cassandra said some quite pertinent words to persuade the two.

Maybe it can’t be considered “persuasion”.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

The colorful magical light suddenly illuminated the sky above the temple!

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"I don't mean to say that sooner or later you will be burned at the stake for your bad mouth."

Jason, who was in a dishevel, was trying to persuade Cassandra, whose clothes were almost burned.

"If it weren't for Hercules, you and I would have to return to the Throne of Heroes for such a ridiculous reason as "being caught up in a fight between women." "

"I don't want to either." Cassandra closed her mouth with a look of grief and anger.

She really wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere between Medea and Circe, but the curse happened to take effect at this time, causing her to say particularly harsh words.

At this time, Medea slowly calmed down Circe - mainly because Jiang Liu was there and Circe couldn't drive him away by force.

"I don't want to kill in the temple. This time, for the sake of Goddess Hecate, I will forgive you." Circe glared at Cassandra unhappily, causing the priestess to tremble all over.

"Humph!"

Noticing Cassandra's miserable appearance, the winged demon frowned slightly. Although her anger had not yet completely subsided, she took out a fallen feather from the wing on her back, and "wove" it into a brand new robe, which she handed to the naked Cassandra.

"Excellent skills!" Jiang Liu's eyes lit up. Even though he was well-informed, he was still impressed by the delicate operation Circe had just demonstrated.

This kind of magic of transforming objects does not seem to be difficult and many modern magicians can do it. But among these few simple movements, Circe's skills, which are as natural as breathing and without any worldly airs, are indeed unique to Jiang Liu.

Medea also nodded: "Aunt is still Aunt, this magical skill is worthy of being the strongest witch, and worthy of being the successor of Hecate."

"Hecate... Come to think of it, this is Hecate's temple?"

Jiang Liu remembered something and asked in a low voice in the tone of Hercules.

"So, Ms. Circe, have you lived on this island for some time? Do you know what the metal debris placed in the northeast corner of the island is..."

"Yeah, what is that?"

Medea showed a puzzled expression: "I can feel the breath of the goddess Hecate from it, but it seems to be there, and it is definitely not left by the real goddess. What is it——"

"That's the goddess Hecate." The witch said calmly, "and she is the real one."

"Huh?" Circe's words stunned everyone.

Jason looked out from the side of the temple, and even from this position, he could vaguely see the huge metal wreckage. It was spectacular, but it had nothing to do with the "goddess"!

"Wait a minute, Aunt, what do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says: that is the goddess Hecate."

Circe lifted her hair and smiled, saying, "Whether you believe it or not, what I said is true. The Greek gods of this Lostbelt... no, it should be said that the Greek gods of our pan-human history, originally looked like metal creations like that.

It's incredible, but it's true, the gods on Mount Olympus are actually space battleships!"

"Uh..." This sentence contained so much information that everyone, including Jiang Liu and Hercules, fell silent.

But unexpectedly, although it sounded ridiculous at first, the Greek servants fell silent as they thought about it, and their expressions became quite awkward.

Jiang Liu opened his mouth wide when he saw this: "Is this true?"

"Although I don't want to admit it... I always feel that maybe, possibly... it's true..."

Jason scratched his head. "The gods on Mount Olympus have mastered many advanced technologies, and their brain circuits are often incomprehensible. I originally thought that was normal... but when I think about it carefully, it seems quite abnormal."

"However, if what you said is true, then where did the demigod hero come from?" Jiang Liu asked.

"Because pan-human history has changed, there are demigods and many heroes guided by gods. But it seems that there is no change in the Lostbelt... Let me tell you slowly about what happened."

After saying this, she picked up the staff, and a series of suspended images unfolded in the air, and then all kinds of strange man-made creations immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Among them is a warship similar to the one of the goddess Hecate on this island, but it seems to be larger.

No, well, they are more than just "a little" big! Some of them are almost as big as real islands.

"In fact, a long time ago, these Greek gods..."

"Whether to write about Gurren Lagann Toppa or not"