Type-Moon, a human love simulator.

Chapter 143: Everything, in order to bring back the former Suerlun
Suerlun sat alone on the golden throne. He looked up at the starry sky with his slightly empty eyes, not to see something more magnificent, but to look up at his own desires.

He suppressed everything in the first round, but the desire in his heart was endless, without beginning or end. If he gave up, the man named Suerlun would eventually be nothing more than an empty "shell".

"I once defeated the beast whose lust for Rome was enough to destroy the world, the beast of Rome, Emperor Nero..."

Surren smiled bitterly and sighed, "Am I going to become the second evil dragon and destroy the Age of Gods Greece that I love because of this ridiculous reason?"

"But if I can't maintain the Age of Gods, what can I do?"

Suren stood up, lowered his head, and his empty eyes fell on the earth. All the Greek people and even the whole world were in Suren's sight.

In this beautiful Greece of the Age of Gods, Suren has achieved salvation for all Greeks. Everyone can obtain their own happiness and well-being. Even their lifespan can be accumulated through their merits in life, and they can be reincarnated to restore their identities.

Yes, Surlun’s Great Mystery of Reincarnation is not about allowing a person to reincarnate as another person, but about returning to the human world and resuming one’s original identity.

This is undoubtedly a more perfect reincarnation, even the great terror between life and death has been crossed, and the Greeks have entered the supreme realm of neither birth nor death.

"But this beauty is limited in time, not eternal..."

Suren lamented how difficult this world is. The world has become so beautiful, not because the world itself is beautiful, but because he is here, because he has been here.

If Surlun left, or even if he just expressed his intention to ignore the mortal world, then this golden era would collapse in an instant, and 99% of the mortals in this world would be like tumbleweeds, drifting with the tide, without the qualifications to control their own destiny.

“I am not seeking the momentary glory of a man’s death and the cessation of his government, so that my name and my holiness can shine in the history of mankind. I seek the happiness and well-being of all mankind, but I don’t know where to start in this world of endless suffering.”

"What can I do to change the inevitable end of the Age of Gods and the extinction of humanity?"

"I am, after all, just an ordinary person..."

A tear slowly fell from Suerlun's dark eyes. This might be the only humanity he had left.

At this moment, Artemis pushed open the door of the palace and interrupted Suren who was gradually sliding into the abyss.

Her expression was still cheerful and enthusiastic. She ignored Suerlun's dangerous and terrifying aura. She held his head as usual and said gently: "Little Suerlun, my Suerlun, my baby, my most beautiful boy..."

"Go to sleep. If you feel tired, just fall asleep in my arms. No matter what problems you have, I will help you solve them. You already know that I am one of the twelve omnipotent gods, right?"

"Don't be sad, don't be upset. If you feel lost, just return to your mother's arms... I love you and never ask for any reason, just because you are you, my Suerlun."

Suren's empty eyes met Artemis' clear and innocent eyes. Those were the eyes he saw when he first came to Greece, pure and flawless eyes, eyes that healed people's hearts.

These eyes...

It is not like Athena's golden eyes, which are full of wisdom and steadiness that show that one is in control of everything.

It is not like Hestia's fiery eyes, which are filled with the innocence and enthusiasm of an idealist, as if they can burn all filth.

Nor were they like Hera's majestic thunder eyes, which carried the authority of a superior and the kindness of a mother.

These were Artemis' unique eyes. Even though she called herself a mother, Suren could only feel the contrast of a child who secretly wore adult clothes.

However, it was this little deer with pure and flawless eyes that took him away from the forest and raised him, and Suren was able to grow up successfully in the Age of Gods Greece.

Scenes from the past echo in my mind, and everything seems vivid, as if it happened just yesterday.

It seemed like the day before, he was catching rabbits in the woods, fishing in the river, and thinking about how to cook delicious food to please the mother deer.

"..."

"Yeah... I still have... you..."

Suren closed his eyes slightly. Strangely enough, he had reached the point where he could not fall asleep without drinking the divine wine. However, under the comfort of Artemis, Suren soon fell into a deep sleep.

Artemis raised her cheeks, her delicate features covered with crystal tears. Her expression was sad, but her movements were still gentle. She looked at Hestia who had appeared in front of her at some point, and said, "Hestia, why have things come to this point?"

"I don't know either."

Hestia lowered her eyelids, and her beautiful face was hidden in the dim and flickering flames. The complexity and flickering of the flames seemed to symbolize the struggle and vacillation of the goddess of sacred fire.

"But I can't let everything my 'favorite' has fought for be destroyed in one fell swoop."

Hestia paused and said, "The one I love, the greatest idealist and the most noble tyrant of the Age of Gods, Surren..."

"But I don't really like Suerlun taking everything on himself. Now that the golden era has been achieved, let's enjoy this era. Why do we have to think about what will happen a thousand years later?"

"If you choose to sacrifice the 'present' for the 'future', then——"

"Does this mean that the 'present' has been killed by the 'future'?"

Hestia would never forgive or compromise, and her feelings for Suren were no weaker than anyone else's, so she could risk being judged by Zeus, tear apart her own power, and give half of the sacred fire of Olympus to Suren, just so that his body could be transformed into a beacon to guide Suren's soul back home.

But she absolutely did not agree with Surlun's desire to destroy the present Greece for the sake of things that would happen a thousand years later, turning the happy and peaceful Greece into purgatory and gambling on a future that had never happened.

No matter how innocent Artemis was, she could hear the ominous tone in Hestia's words. She said with a cold face and vigilance, "Hestia, what do you want to do?"

"..."

Hestia looked struggling, and the flames in the hall flickered and swayed, as if torn apart by a strong wind, but in the end, all the flames calmed down, and Hestia also stated her solution.

"Destroy Suerlun's body. His soul has reached the point of immortality. However, without a physical body, Suerlun is like the Twelve Gods who have lost their bodies. He will pose no threat to this beautiful age of gods."

Hestia's face was completely hidden in the darkness, but her eyes, like flames, revealed an undisguised murderous intent.

Artemis shook her head and said, "You can't do it. This is a miracle that even Zeus can't accomplish!"

"Just because the Great Father Zeus can't do it doesn't mean Hestia, who holds the sacred fire, can't do it!"

Hestia smiled lightly, with determination on her face: "...Guess who gave Suerlun the most important cornerstone of his immortal body?"

It is the sacred fire, the sacred fire of Hestia.

This is known to everyone in Greece.

All the great achievements accomplished by the Golden King Suren were initially supported by the three noble goddesses.

"..."

Artemis's face was expressionless, her usually cheerful and enthusiastic features were covered with frost, and her pure and flawless eyes were infiltrated with something more complicated.

"While Suerlun is still in my arms, you'd better not have any other thoughts."

"Hestia, don't push me..."

Artemis did not force her to do anything, but a cold moonlight penetrated the golden palace and shone straight into the room, making the room, which had become dim due to the extinguished fire, even softer.

Artemis is the one with the highest individual destructive power and lethality among the twelve main gods.

When the gods were still mechas, she was the strongest spear of the Olympus fleet and the main gun of the star destroyer.

Artemis looked embarrassed, and in fact she had embarrassed herself several times. The mortal kings on earth did not give her face and often failed to offer sacrifices to her.

Even if Artemis will get back at the plate, it will still give people a bad impression of being unpresentable.

But as the mistress of the wilderness, Artemis didn't have a deep understanding of the ways of the world. She didn't quite understand why mortals always lacked her sacrifices, even though she had punished mortals every time...

She also doesn't know what hatred, love, liking, or possessiveness are. She is like a carefree deer in the forest. Thousands of years of life as a god have not distorted Artemis's values.

But now, for the first time, her pure eyes showed strange impurities, and she was looking at Hestia, who was also one of the twelve main gods.

"Artemis, you have grown up..."

Hestia sighed in a complicated tone, and her sharp and terrifying killing intent subsided. The fire in the room became warm and bright again.

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

This is a difference and disagreement in ideology, thinking, and world outlook. There is absolutely no way to resolve disputes, eliminate problems, and achieve peace through words.

Hestia smiled bitterly, even though her words were so resolute and filled with terrifying murderous intent.

But can she really attack Suerlun without any burden in her heart?

Can she really crush Surlun's body and knock him down from the clouds?

"..."

Hestia was confused by this, because she didn't know either. She really didn't know whether she could stick to this idea and maintain the murderous intent she had just had.

After all, this is the Golden King whom she follows, recognizes, and for whom she gives everything.

"Since you don't know what to do, why don't you listen to my ideas?"

The third god in the temple appeared.

It was Hera. "Goddesses, as the most noble and intelligent beings in the Age of Gods, why are you so distressed?"

Hera sighed in a sad tone: "As an omnipotent god, suffering and helplessness do not belong to us."

"Hera, the Queen of Heaven who shares divine power with Zeus, your divine eyes can see all of Greece, but you are unable to solve Zeus's philandering and amorous nature. You should understand our distress."

Hestia's mouth seemed to be filled with poison. Could it be that this socially anxious goddess never liked interacting with people? Otherwise, her divine nature would collapse quickly.

Artemis snorted, "Hera, bad!"

"..."

Seeing that both goddesses were so opposed to her and spoke directly to her, Hera, who had never been offended by such a shortcoming, was angry at first, but then she shook her head and sighed, "I was going to say, Wu Hera, I found a good way to achieve a happy ending..."

"But since you all don't want to listen, there's no need for me to tell you."

Artemis muttered, "What good ideas do you have?"

She had a deep prejudice against Hera, which could be considered an old grudge. Hera was annoyed and wanted to leave, but Hestia said, "Wait..."

The Fire Goddess stared into Hera's eyes for a long while before she said, "Although I know you might just be throwing out a gimmick, I have to admit that I am still attracted by the gimmick you threw out."

"I am in charge of 'pure love' and 'double purity'..." Hera glanced at the two goddesses, especially Hestia who was gradually getting nervous: "Pure love means - pure love."

"You all know what Shuang Jie means, don't you need me to remind you?"

The two goddesses were silent, but Hera continued: "This is the concept proposed by Suren. Before him, I had never thought of 'pure love', such a beautiful word. You also know that whether it is my husband or human men..."

"It's always like this... I like the new and I dislike the old!"

Hera said, "Since Surren can bring up the idea of ​​double purity and pure love, you should know that Surren is the kind of man who will stay with one person for life and will always be loyal to his family."

"But there is only one man like this in the history of the world..."

"What on earth do you want to say, Hera!" Hestia was still listening silently, but Artemis was the first to lose her temper. She had never won against Hera since the beginning of the fight, and was even pinned to the ground and beaten. They could be said to be old enemies.

Hera smiled, knowing that they could not escape, she said calmly: "Let's not talk about anything else, let's not mention whether Suerlun will do something that you don't like, I just want to ask one question - do you think you can compete with Athena?"

"..."

Hestia said calmly, "Hera, you pathetic woman, the Queen of Heaven, bound by marriage and husband, how could you know that I would abandon all my dignity and compete with other goddesses just for that one person?"

"Didn't you just hear me say that I was going to destroy Suerlun's body?"

This was a lie. If it was really as Hestia said, she should have taken action directly. But even though Surren was so crazy, she was still unwilling to give up the last glimmer of hope. She still hoped that the Surren in her heart could come back.

However, as the chief goddess, Hestia would certainly not be led by Hera. She looked calm and composed when she spoke, and the murderous intent that had not yet dissipated in the palace really seemed to be the case.

"As expected of Hestia..." Hera said with a smile, "Really, it's so difficult to make you surrender. It seems that only Surren can do it."

"I'm not going to tease you any more. I'm here to test your sincerity towards Suerlun."

Hera said: "Sullun's madness and distortion come from his pampering of humans, his love for gods, and his nostalgia for the beautiful Age of Gods... and the end of the Age of Gods represents the collapse and nothingness of these three, so he is so empty."

"Because he couldn't stop the Age of Gods, it meant that the three pillars of his heart collapsed at the same time. People who have lost their dreams will naturally feel confused..."

"So, Suerlun is eager to regain his selfish desires, because selfish desires also represent human nature. Don't you understand this?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence. Athena, Hestia and Artemis were all worried and confused. For a moment, they were only concerned about the changes in Surlun himself and did not think about the reason for all this.

But Hera saw it all clearly from a third-party perspective, so she brought her own solution.

"I will reverse 'pure love' and 'double purity' and do my best to shake Suerlun's pursuit of selfishness and his pursuit of a partner, so that you can both find true love with Suerlun..."

Hera solemnly announced: "Hestia, if you really want to stop all this, you might as well try to awaken the once enthusiastic idealist Surren. Even if everything eventually slides irreversibly into the abyss, you will not have any regrets after your efforts."

"No matter if it's just a few goddesses or even all the charming women in Greece, please..."

"Please pull back the Golden King who may fall into the abyss at any time!"

"Use your extraordinary charm and wonderful gentleness to make the king who is gradually falling into madness indulge in it."

Hestia was speechless. She finally understood what Hera was doing, but she hesitated to speak and finally fell into silence.

Hestia certainly didn't want to share it with any woman, but she also felt that the most urgent task now was to call back Suren.

Even the goddess of marriage, who is in charge of pure love, has violated her divine authority and her nature for this. Even if she suffers some grievances and bows her knees, it doesn't seem so humiliating.

"...Everything, to bring back the former Suerlun."

Hestia sighed softly, drowned out by the crackling sound of the burning sparks.
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"Eh? Um..."

Suren stretched himself lazily, looked up, and found that Artemis was gone.

"Ah, so it turns out that sleeping on the deer's legs was all a dream, right?"

Suerlun rubbed his face and thought to himself: "What should I do today? Architecture? Reading? Riding? Fighting..."

"Well... then let's set a small goal for myself, to read all Greek books and browse all Greek knowledge."

The next moment, Artemis pushed the door open and walked in. She looked at Suren who had woken up and said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat grilled fish. Suren, go make it for me!"

"It's best to apply sour orange juice, a little salt, and no sugar..."

"Hey, hey, hey~" Suren rubbed his head and said, "Is Hestia still here? How about I ask Hestia to bake it for you? Her cooking skills are much better than mine..."

"Wow, wow, wow..." Artemis burst into tears. "The child has grown up and is no longer obedient. Whenever I told her I wanted to eat, my dearest Suren would make it for me immediately. My legs hurt so much, and I can't move at all because I'm being used as a pillow..."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong..."

Surren raised his hands in surrender. He said helplessly, "I'll do it for you right away. Can I go catch fish in your favorite river?"

"Artemis, wait here for a moment. I'll be right back."

Suren picked up the Golden Supreme Sky, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared in Athens.

The forest where he lived for the first fifteen years was not far from here. If he traveled at a normal speed, he would reach Athens in about ten days.

If Surlun traveled at the full speed of the Golden Supreme Sky, he would have arrived in the forest in less than ten minutes.

He looked at the forest which had not changed at all like his childhood and couldn't help but reveal a nostalgic look. Everything here retained his past memories.

Suren came to the place where he first sculpted, erected, and worshipped the gods.

The statue is naturally the statue of Artemis, and it is located in the center of the entire forest, next to the largest tree.

This tree can be said to be the core that maintains the entire forest. All trees are the "descendants" of this tree. The forest was born and formed because of this tree.

"A single tree makes a forest..."

Before going down to the river to fish, Suren naturally did not forget to respectfully worship Artemis, the mistress of the wilderness. Then he reached out and touched the big tree. With his eyes closed, he could feel the roots of the tree spreading throughout the forest and even further away.

"If someone uproots this tree, I'm afraid the entire forest will be affected..."

Such thoughts flashed through Suerlun's mind.

But correspondingly, if all the trees except this one were cut down, then this single tree would not be worthy of being called a "forest".

Suren turned around and prepared to catch the fish and leave, but when he turned around he saw Atalanta chasing prey in the woods.

Atalanta shot an arrow, but it was dodged by the blood talent of the phantom beast of the age of gods. A glimmer of determination flashed in her eyes, and she pulled the bow several times, but the arrows passed through the body of the phantom beast like flowers in a mirror or the moon in a well, and all missed the target.

Surlun watched for a moment, then drew his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow pierced the phantom beast's eye and killed it without even damaging its fur.

"Sullen?"

Atalanta naturally spotted him. The cat-eared girl came over and greeted him, "What a coincidence! You are not in your golden palace in Athens, but back here?"

"I come back sometimes..."

Suer Lun smiled and said, "But I came back this time to please my goddess Artemis. Who told me that I have a willful goddess?"

There was a look of doting in Suerlun's eyes, as if he was doting on Artemis like a child.

This is really not a topic that ordinary people can take up.

(End of this chapter)