Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

“You and I share the same thoughts. Now that we have successfully dismantled the anti-Greek alliance and the Roman crisis has been resolved, we can continue to share the pressure from both the Persian and Hunnic fronts. With the situation on the flank battlefield remaining stable, I think it is time for me to make a trip to Greece.”

Speculation is just speculation. The truth will only come to light when Samael travels to Greece, finds the entrance to the Starry Sea, and reunites with Athena and the others.

"When to set off?"

"Tomorrow! I'll go ahead first. You can make plans after you've finished your current tasks."

Hassan Sabah nodded slightly, gladly accepting the arrangement.

The deity before him, who had a vague connection to the Assassins' origins, was someone he could trust and who could hear his divine will. This was not just because he was an empty shell who could only give orders.

In the Battle of the Land of Nothingness, Samael was able to set aside his personal interests and take the initiative to meet with Angolan Manuel, seeking a glimmer of hope for the masses. This is enough to prove that he has a sense of fairness and benevolence in his heart.

Given the nature of this angel of death, even if Cyrus were defeated, he would certainly not exterminate them; the Persians would simply have changed masters.

In addition to being fair, this deity is also not lacking in self-interest, and always acts with genuine concern for "his own people." The mountain people will undoubtedly benefit from this in the future, and perhaps the rise of the Arab Empire predicted will soon come true.

Now, Ramses II has quietly raised an army and destroyed a Persian fleet in the Chaotic Sea, causing Egypt and Persia to become enemies. Even if Cyrus the Great is unaware of the situation, he must have sensed something amiss.

Therefore, Samael and Hassan al-Sabah should indeed not travel together.

Moreover, as the pillar of these Arab mountain peoples and the entire Assassins, he needed to settle the people of the Vulture's Nest in advance as a precaution against a Persian siege.

It is for all these reasons that Hassan al-Sabah is willing to carry out this divine will in the name of destiny.

"Alright, see you in Greece. I'm sure Anna will be very happy to see you."

After making the arrangements, the ancient snake, without any airs of its divine status, made a few jokes in the tone of a close friend, and then headed towards the village under the old man's watchful eye.

Below the mountain path, the Amazon queen stood under a tree, her clothes damp with dew, clearly having waited there for a long time.

Samael stepped forward, a fleeting hint of tenderness on his face, but then a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

"Old friend, I plan to leave for Greece tomorrow, but there are still some things I'm really worried about."

"You mean... Rome?"

After nearly half a month of exposure, Hippolyta and Samael's synchronization rate improved significantly, and they immediately understood each other's intentions.

"That's right. Nero ascended to the throne hastily, and he didn't even have time to reclaim the power of the Claudius family. In reality, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a figurehead emperor."

The problem is that she's not only a child, but also a girl..."

Samael nodded slightly, then frowned and spoke frankly.

"With external threats looming, the six major clans will naturally unite to protect themselves, so this title still has some use."

Now that the external threats are gone, who knows what trouble might arise internally? I hope you, as the daughter of Ares and sister of Romulus, will return to the City of Seven Hills, wielding the Spear of Creation, to command the Amazons, assist Nero in suppressing any potential chaos, and stabilize the situation!

Female emperors are an anomaly, regardless of the era or country.

Just like the Amazon, they have preserved the ancient existence of tribal traditions and continued these customs.

Now, only Hippolyta and her Amazon warriors are the most suitable to stand by Nero's side, assisting the Rose Emperor in dealing with certain unscrupulous and ambitious individuals.

With over 3000 Divine Blood Warriors, they are more than enough to deal with all the gods and ghosts that have emerged after the battle of Seven Hills City.

"But your injury..."

"Don't worry, I have my own plans and I can take care of myself."

"Alright, since this is your order, I will return to Rome tomorrow and do my utmost to stabilize the rear!"

Hippolyta nodded solemnly, then turned and walked toward the bedroom.

Samael watched his old friend walk away into the distance, bathed in the lamplight, and felt a strange mix of melancholy and emotion in his heart.

She was the first old friend I saw after my return.

But all good things must come to an end, and everyone must walk their own path in the end.

Then, the ancient snake patted its forehead, laughing and scolding itself for its inexplicable melancholy, and turned to walk towards its hut.

However, what he didn't notice was that as he turned to leave, Hippolyta's eyes, looking back at him, flickered uncertainly in the darkness.

Chapter 88 Is it convenient to breed? (2/3)

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Half an hour later, the runes on the outside that were warning the room shattered with a hum. Samael, lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head in astonishment, and saw a graceful figure lightly push open the door and enter under the thick darkness of the night.

The silvery sunlight streaming through the window dappled the room, subtly illuminating the silhouette of anyone who entered.

Based on the undulating curves of her chest, the ancient serpent confirmed that this was not Serenity Hassan, but Hippolyta, the Amazon queen.

"Why aren't you going to sleep? Your room is next door, we don't need to share a bed tonight..."

Samael reluctantly got out of bed, wrapped himself in the blanket, and coughed as he reminded him.

On their journey from the Land of Nothingness to the Eagle's Nest, the two inevitably endured wind and rain, sleeping together on the ground.

Upon entering Persia, in order to maintain their status as a "fleeing couple," and given that Samael was under the curse of Angra Mainyu, it was only natural for him to live with Hippolyta.

However, with many matters to attend to and a formidable enemy at hand, the ancient snake naturally had no time to actively seek out romantic entanglements.

After arriving at the Eagle's Nest, a certain night raider who was addicted to close contact would sneak into his house every few days, wanting to hug and cuddle him.

Samael often switched beds or shared beds with Hippolyta in order to get a good night's sleep.

The two sides gradually developed a tacit understanding and consciously maintained a safe distance.

"We will be parting tomorrow, and I have a request that I hope you will grant."

"Uh, what request? Can't you say it tomorrow?"

Under the bright moonlight, Hippolyta gracefully approached the bedside, her gaze fixed intently on the Greek ruler, and spoke earnestly.

"Gods above, I beg you to grant me a daughter..."

As they traveled, the Amazonian queen casually removed her cloak and took off her armor piece by piece. Under the moonlight, her marble-sculpted, muscular body shone with a luminous glow.

Unbeknownst to him, under his careful nurturing, this friend not only remained ripe, but became overripe.

Samael subconsciously averted his gaze from the beautiful scenery, his eyes wandering.

"Well, childbirth isn't my responsibility. You should consult the goddess of childbirth, Leto, right?"

“I am still a virgin in order to serve Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, but the queen’s bloodline needs to be continued, and I have been on the throne for too long.”

"..."

"After returning to the tribe this time, I will probably pass the throne to Pentessilia and go to the island to participate in the Day of Rebirth."

"...Do you really have to go?"

The question that came out of her mouth surprised Hippolyta, and the serpent came to its senses, a hint of embarrassment appearing on its face.

"It is the queen's duty to pass on the strongest bloodline to protect the tribe. Since I have been given this inescapable mission, I must take on the responsibility."

The Amazonian queen pondered solemnly, then gently bit her cherry lips with her pearly teeth, paused for a few breaths, and then looked up at the man who had almost been tied up to the tribe for breeding many years ago.

"But I hope that the father of my child can be you..."

As time went by, silence spread.

So, it still doesn't work?

Amazonian women clearly only see life as a means of procreation and survival, so what am I expecting...?

Hippolyta felt a growing sense of disappointment. She shook her head, suppressing the distracting thoughts in her mind, and with a tense expression, she tried her best to maintain her composure and pride as a queen.

In front of this man who had repeatedly frustrated her and seemed so unattainable, it seemed that this was all she cared about.

"Of course, this is just a request. If it puts you in a difficult position, I will go to the island myself and choose to unite with the other person..."

"Snapped!"

But before Hippolyta could finish speaking, her arm was forcefully pulled toward the bed by fingers that reached out to her.

Suddenly, the Amazon queen stumbled and fell into Samael's arms.

"I think we should choose the one closest to us!"

Skin to skin, eyes locked, in the gradually warming atmosphere, the ancient serpent stared intently at Hippolyta, his voice dry and hoarse, indulging in his primal desires.

"It seems I cannot escape my destiny of breeding with the Amazons. Since I must choose, I hope that person will be you, my Queen!"

Samael cupped Hippolyta's face in his hands, his warm lips gently touching the Amazon queen's forehead before sliding his cheek to her ear, his voice playful and lighthearted.

The reciprocal response made Hippolyta's budding feelings and her humble plea no longer seem so insignificant.

"I want a daughter!"

"Um……"

"I've already thought of a name!"

"Wha, what?"

As he leaned down and whispered in her ear, Samael looked at the Amazon queen on the bed, who was still not quite calm. A smile gradually spread across his lips in the darkness.

"In accordance with your beliefs about the moon goddess, let her be called—Diana!"

Diana was an alias used by Artemis during her expedition to Artemis, and it was later adopted and inherited by the corresponding Roman twelve-god system.

Luna and Diana are both alternative names for Diana.

Of course, the main reason for choosing this name was to satisfy someone's sudden whims and perverse sense of humor.

However, at the moment, neither side has time to delve into the name of their future daughter. After all, how to create their daughter is the first issue they need to study together.

"Before I came, I calculated that these two days should be my ovulation days..."

Hippolyta gently bit her cherry lips, and as she softly murmured, she looked up at her chosen partner with burning desire in her eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, because this breeding process might take a while!"

Samael's gaze toward the Amazon queen flickered subtly, his tone carrying a profound meaning.

Immediately, the doors and windows slammed shut, and two runes sealed the small house off from the outside world once again.

Outside the walls, the night stretches on endlessly; inside, springtime charm abounds.

Meanwhile, the Celtic tribes.

call……

Inside the secluded cabin, the orderly flying purple-red runes that filled the room gradually dimmed their brilliance with a long exhale, revealing the true form of the wand forged from cypress branches.

The ice goddess, sitting cross-legged on the bed, lowered her magic wand, slowly opened her eyes, and starlight was reflected deep in her pupils, mirroring the Milky Way.

"Lady Skadi, you've recovered?"

Boudica, who was outside the door, heard the noise, pushed the door open, and came in to inquire with concern.

Skadi frankly admitted, "I'm not fully recovered yet. I can probably perform at about 70-80% of my previous level, but that should be enough for traveling on the Chaos Sea."

Boudica understood the implied meaning and was slightly taken aback.

"You're leaving already? So soon, aren't you going to wait a bit?"

"No, that little Hunnic girl has already embarked on her journey to Greece, and I can't fall too far behind. Besides, the magic array of the Land of Shadows has been set up, and the situation here is stable. There's no real point in forcing her to stay."

The Goddess of Winter shook her head, refusing Boudica's kindness and concern. She then looked at the Queen of Victory, with whom she had developed a harmonious relationship and who had gradually become her close confidante. After a moment's hesitation, she frowned and spoke.

"Besides, I don't know why, but I feel uneasy tonight. In case anything goes wrong, I should set off earlier."

"Well then, you go ahead first. I'll stay behind to guard Britain and Ireland. Also, regarding Avalon, the six goblin clans, and the Horned Gods... we've made some progress here, and I'll take some people to verify the information as soon as possible!"

"Okay, be careful and do what you can..."

"You too, please take good care of yourself!"

The two women wished each other well, embraced briefly, and then decisively parted ways, each heading to their own battlefield.

Chapter 89 The Holy Grail Summoning (Please subscribe, 3/3)

The Persian Pantheon, the Sacred Pool.

A misty haze permeates the air, refracting seven colors of light. As the milky white water ripples gently, it reveals the base and surrounding area inlaid with rare minerals such as fire agate, sapphire, amethyst, and moonstone, creating a magnificent and luxurious effect.

Wow...

A moment later, the clear sound of water could be heard, and the tall, robust, and immaculate Persian king emerged from the pool and stepped up the stairs.