Type-Moon, a human love simulator.

Chapter 144: Greece, Here to Stay Forever

"Ta-meow, I didn't expect you to live here?"

Surren raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I heard that you went to the Styx with Lady Artemis to collect ashes?"

"..."

If we don't mention the fight, we're still friends.

When talking about this, Atalanta couldn't help but feel a slight crack on her face. Those days when she worked hard every day but had more and more work to do were really unbearable to look back on.

"No more fighting!" Atalanta said unhappily, "The work is done. I am back with the goddess."

"Then congratulations on your landing." Suer Lun pinched Ta Miao's ears and couldn't help asking curiously: "Ta Miao, I was curious about one thing before, and now I finally have a chance to ask."

"How many pairs of ears do you have?"

It can't be a cat-ear and human-ear dual channel, that would be a bit too inconsistent...

"...Go to hell!" Atalanta clenched her fists and hit Surlan with a stick, pushing him away, but she still accidentally lifted her hair, allowing Surlan to see her appearance.

"Satisfied, thank you, Ta-meow!"

Suerlun had a look of satisfaction on his face. As expected, a cat-eared girl must have a pair of ears to be considered orthodox, and human-cat dual voice was heresy!
Suerlun pulled out a thin golden dead line from the Golden Supreme Sky, tied up a few fish, looked at Tamiao and said, "I'm going back, Ata, see you next time."

"...See you next time, Suerlun."

Atalanta looked up at Surren who was walking away, and couldn't help but recall Aphrodite's whisper in her heart.

"Goddess of love and beauty, I still don't want my love to be mixed with filth and calculation."

Atalanta sighed, "I obviously despise this kind of behavior the most, right? So even if I don't have a chance, it's better than using your method."

"I think so...right?"

Atalanta had almost fallen for Aphrodite's little trick, the irresistible golden apple, so she hated this method the most.

But for some reason, Atalanta always thought of the irresistible golden apple, and for a moment she was a little confused.
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Suren returned to the Golden Palace, only to find that Artemis was not alone.

Athena looked at him with a smile and said, "Sullen, what is that in your hand?"

"It's Athena..."

Suren lifted the fish in his hand and said, "Artemis said she wanted to eat fish, so I went to the river and caught one for her."

Surren looked calm and composed, and even continued to chat with Athena, saying, "By the way, Athena, are you good at singing and dancing?"

"Helen found me a professional team before. They dance really well. I want to see yours."

"Athena, if it were you, you would surely be able to compose a song and dance that I would never forget, right?"

At least, don't make me lose interest so quickly.

"..."

Athena's eyes sparkled and she smiled, "Okay, I'm the goddess of art after all~"

After eating the grilled fish, Artemis started to ask Suren to serve her in various ways. No one knew what strategy the goddess was using.

But Hestia was still very worried, because she found that Surren's tears had not stopped, but ordinary people could not detect the mask beyond the gold.

Surlun now looks very normal, and he communicates with people as gently as ever, but Hestia knows that all this is an illusion. If Surlun cannot be stopped from falling, the Age of Gods will be destroyed.

"So, what can I do?" Hestia looked up at the sky: "Father Zeus, the wisest god among us, why are you just watching and doing nothing?"

"Don't you think this is a pity for the Age of Gods and the Golden Age?"

"I have to do something, I have to do something..."

"Does Hera's strategy really work?"
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Suren still led a very luxurious and enjoyable life every day, but he gradually stopped laughing.

No one noticed this fact, because in people's hearts, the emperor should be majestic. Whether it is a smiling Suren or a serious Suren, they all have the majesty of an emperor.

In today's era, the knowledge and perspectives of the Greeks are not enough to support their correct understanding of Suren. They can only use the most wise and benevolent words and honorifics they know to be the most intelligent and benevolent words to describe Suren.

Suren wanted the Greeks to stand up, but the Greeks still believed that he was the golden king who ruled over humans and gods, the only emperor of Greece.

At this point, Suren had mastered thousands of life skills, even the most perfect sleeping posture, the most appropriate time for wine tasting, and other meaningless formalities, which he could master to the extreme.

But Suren felt that all this was meaningless and he still couldn't get any happiness.

How did happiness disappear?

Should I take back my happiness?
In the Golden Palace, Suren's head was supported by his elbows, his eyes half-open, half-closed as he admired Athena's singing and dancing, but his mind was no longer here.

"Gigantes are not qualified to serve as anchors. They will soon be washed away by the tide of restraint and become garbage floating in the air of human history."

"Material soulification is equivalent to destroying humanity, turning everything into an empty dream, a beautiful dream world where all dreams can be realized..."

"No... I don't want a dream. I want a real world."

"Five great magics...Five great magics...Five great magics..."

The struggle in Suerlun's eyes became more and more intense. Athena, who had been paying attention to him, flew over and hugged Suerlun's body, calling out anxiously: "Suerlun, Suerlun..."

"No need to do that. Do what you want, Suerlun. You are the golden king who created this era. You are the supreme ruler of this era. You can do whatever you want..."

"Remember me? I will help you. Athena will support you."

Whatever you do, Athena is willing to support you.

Since the collapse of the Age of Gods is an inevitable fact, what difference does it make if it collapses a thousand years from now or now?
As for whether Surlun's desire to save the Age of Gods would destroy it, Athena believed that the result was not important, even if Surlun's efforts and struggles did not make this era better, but made it worse.

But Athena still believed that Surren's original intention was good, and that was worthy of her trust.

"Ya...dian...na!"

Surlun held her hand, his face gradually becoming calm. After a few breaths, Surlun no longer struggled. He said calmly: "Athena, bring Hestia to see me. I have something to ask her."

"..." Athena frowned. Even the goddess of wisdom could not see Surren's face clearly at this moment. The Golden King looked calm, but Athena felt that the emperor had already issued an ultimatum in his heart.

He has made his decision, and no one can shake it.

"Has it come to this?" Athena sighed. Hera's method had no effect at all. The three goddesses were far less attractive to Surlun than the Age of Gods.

In fact, few of the three goddesses regard Suren as a pure lover. Hestia is more like a mixture of idol and worship, Athena admires and adores him, and as for Artemis, she is more of a loving and handsome person.

Athena found Hestia and said, "King Surren has issued an ultimatum and he has made his final decision."

"Hestia, I come here at the behest of King Surren to invite you to see the King of Gold."

At this point, Athena paused and sighed, "I can't guarantee whether the Golden King will decide to kill you after summoning you..."

"So, Hestia, you have two choices. One is to flee from here, flee Athens, and return to Mount Olympus. Even the Golden King Suren can't do anything to you there."

"No need." Hestia's attitude was very calm and resolute. She stood up, stroked her wrinkled skirt, and said, "Where is Suerlun? I'll go see him."

"Whether to kill him or imprison him, I want to hear it from his own mouth."

Hestia followed Athena and came in front of Surren. When Hestia looked up, her heart suddenly turned cold. She saw that Surren's face had no blood or tears, no love or hatred. His expression was calm, but there was a fire in his eyes that could burn everything.

Suerlun's lust eventually broke through his self-restraint.

Even in the second round, is it impossible to solve Surlun's madness?
Could it be that this world, the golden age of peace that Suerlun had staked everything on, is about to be destroyed by Suerlun himself?

Hestia clenched her fists, mentally preparing for the worst.

"Athena, go and take Artemis away, either to Mount Olympus or to that forest..."

Suer Lun spoke again: "I won't go and say goodbye to her, so that she won't be too sad."

"Yes, my king."

Athena looked at Surren worriedly, but eventually left.

The hall suddenly fell into silence. Suren looked at Hestia silently, while Hestia had an ugly expression, almost in despair.

"Hestia, my first friend in Greece."

Suerlun smiled and said, "Maybe I should give you a golden apple, but my golden apples were all given to me by others, so I won't give them to you."

Unexpectedly, Hestia interrupted coldly, "Sullen, there is no need to talk about the past. What do you want to do by calling me here?"

"…Your mind is in turmoil, Hestia. It's not like you to be so unstable."

Suerlun shook his head, his eyes showing a look of reminiscence, as if recalling: "I still remember that you are the head of the goddesses, the calmest goddess, and you can always calmly put forward your own opinions."

"Ah, but you are right. Now is not the right time to reminisce about the past... I am just afraid that if I don't say it now, I will not have the chance to say it later."

"Forget it, since you don't want to listen, forget it."

Surren seemed to be organizing his words. He spoke slowly but firmly: "Hestia, my follower, I know that you are not like Athena who can indulge my lust without limits."

"I hereby ask you—"

"If I really do something that threatens the Age of Gods, then you will crush my body, tear my soul apart, and put an end to my violence."

"Don't be sad. I won't die because of this. I am a ghost that doesn't belong to this era. I have enjoyed the beauty that doesn't belong to me... But in the not too distant future, we will meet again."

"Hestia, my friend, I entrust this golden era, the happiness and well-being of all people, to you."

Surlun, the king of kings, the god of gods, and the king of kings who created the Golden Age, ultimately has a self-will that cannot be defeated even by bestiality and greed.

He did not give up on saving the Age of Gods, but he would never compromise, nor would he want the Greek Age of Gods to be destroyed by his own madness.

So he had no choice but to resort to this last resort. Suren knew that Athena would follow him to the end, so he found Hestia, who was the real threat to him.

Only Hestia could truly defeat Surlun, who even the great thunder could not destroy.

"Su..."

Hestia looked anxious. She was about to say something, but Suren simply waved his hand and threw her out of Athens.

It was not until this time that Hestia realized that Surren's strength was so powerful.

With just a wave of his hand, he could completely destroy Hestia and kill this twelve main gods.

In other words, Suren could kill her with just one encounter. If he was not willing, even if Hestia could defeat Suren's holy fire body, she would not have the chance to do so.

After knowing this, Hestia burst into tears. She knew that the Golden King Suren had never been corrupted. How could any crazy bestiality shake this noble Golden King?
She was frightened by Suerlun's madness, which created a gap between her and Suerlun.

It was Athena who misinterpreted Surlun's strategy and underestimated Surlun's mind, and actually implemented those drafts that Surlun regarded as scrapped, so that Surlun had to start the second round.

"Sullen..."

Hestia felt remorseful when she thought of what she had said to Surlun, but Surlun would never see her again because at this final moment, Surlun was very busy and had very little time to see everyone.

"Hercules, can I trust you?"

"My king, I will protect your kingdom until my death."

"That's not necessary. Just do your best."

"..."

After saying goodbye to Helen, Atalanta, Europa, even Eris and everyone he knew, Suren finally told his decision.

"…The passing of the Age of Gods and the coming of the Age of Men are a will that cannot be resisted by restraining forces."

"Guigantes cannot serve as an anchor to pin this era here."

"In that case, let me be the anchor..."

"The Age of Gods stays here, Greece stays here forever!"

(End of this chapter)