The Warrior of Love

The girl raised her right hand, and the magic circle expanded rapidly, covering an area of ​​ten meters in radius, with brilliant flashes rising in it.

It was simply shattering Jason's worldview. Under the shocked gaze of this heroic adventurer, servants appeared one by one in the magic circle.

The auras were strong and weak, and there were many figures that Jason felt familiar with, and their number was even more staggering.

"The first batch of servants...will it be enough to summon ten first?"

Chapter 1097: Gentle Country

"ah!"

A childish shout was heard, and the petite body raised the wooden dagger and slashed at the burly man who was three times his height.

Hercules looked at the approaching little boy with a smile, and actually lowered his body, swinging his wooden sword with slow and clumsy technique to fight with him.

The height difference between the two was extremely obvious, and Hercules had to try his best to cooperate with the little boy in order to continue the practice, otherwise he might knock him down if he was not careful.

"Hahaha!"

The little boy's wooden sword kept hitting Hercules, who tried to parry with a strange posture. After several consecutive attacks, the great hero was finally outskilled and was stabbed in the thigh.

Although the wooden sword couldn't even pierce the hero's skin, he still pretended to cry out in pain and began to beg for mercy from the little boy.

The childish-looking boy chuckled, raised his wooden sword high, said "I won", and trotted towards his mother.

"Oh my, did we win today? That's amazing!"

The woman who picked up Hercules bent down and picked up the child. The smile on her face was as warm as the bright spring sunshine. Even though this place was underground shrouded in shadows, it added a bit of color to the world.

"Hmph! What's so great about it?"

A boy of about eleven or twelve leaned against the door frame and said awkwardly, "I only won because he let me win on purpose. Sooner or later, even with a real sword, I will be able to beat him."

"boast!"

At this time, another girl, about seven or eight years old, who looked very similar to the one in the woman's arms, as if they were twins, ran out of the door.

"You can't beat him at all. Don't say that sooner or later, if you can't beat him today, then you can't beat him tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...even if a thousand years pass, you still can't beat him!"

"Well!"

The young man seemed to be hit, his body swayed violently and he almost lost his balance.

"You...I, I'm your brother!"

"Humph!"

The little girl pursed her lips in disdain, then a smile spread across her face and she ran towards Hercules.

The man, as burly as a lion, bent down skillfully, caught her, and then picked her up.

Those tangled muscles could even strangle monsters to death, but to the little girl, they were like tofu and had no killing power at all.

“So high!”

The little girl was lifted into the air by Hercules' hands. She was excited and scared at the same time, and her big eyes were shining with a different kind of light.

"Today I will tell you the story of the gods, but not the one you know, but the gods from my hometown..."

The three children gathered together, even the eldest one who was in a bad mood came over and began to listen to the ancient Greek story of pan-human history.

The woman was carrying a basket of flowers in one hand, which contained some flowers that were unique to this shadowy realm. She was watching the interaction between the three children and Hercules from a few steps away, with a gentle smile on her face.

And Hercules was also very happy.

Yes, happy... He was in the enemy camp, but surprisingly he could use the word "happy" to describe his mood.

Although he knew that the humans living in this Olympus were "abnormal".

Even though he knew that even the little girl as light as a feather on his shoulder had lived for nearly ten thousand years.

But he couldn't help but sink into this atmosphere...

This is the "underground" of Olympus, a place connected to the interstellar city above but with almost no interaction.

Because about ten thousand years ago, the gods who ruled Olympus had a dispute over something, and eventually split into two factions to fight each other. The defeated Mecha God was destroyed, exiled, and transformed...

Hercules knew this history, and he had even seen the defeated mecha gods such as Hecate, Artemis, and Poseidon with his own eyes.

However, there are still some remaining issues from that vast history that have not been resolved to this day, and that is this shadow area.

It is said that this is the place where Hades, one of the three main gods, blew himself up after knowing that he could not defeat Zeus, thus creating the realm of eternal night.

This place is shrouded in shadows and the aura of the underworld all year round, and outside creatures are not allowed. Only the believers of the defeated Mecha God - Hades and his allies - can enter and exit freely.

Of course, if Zeus wanted to do a thorough cleanup, Hades' residual energy would be completely powerless against him.

However, Zeus was not so diligent, or did not care whether the so-called shadow realm existed or not. Because his authority was absolute, no matter what kind of demons there were, they could not shake his rule.

Therefore, this place has become the only blind spot in the interstellar city of Olympus.

There are also residents living here, and alas, there are quite a few of them. The conditions are naturally worse than those in the upper part of the city, but they can still enjoy the blessings of God here.

Specifically, there is no need to worry about hunger and cold, nor about birth, aging, sickness and death.

The gods' nanomachines can create everything in the universe, making this place the embodiment of an ideal country, but this comes at a price.

Maybe not the price.

That is when time stopped for the residents.

It is not so much that they have obtained eternal life, but rather that they are trapped in the cracks of the timeline. Whether they are adults or children, they will never grow up or grow old again.

What awaits them is only a today that is no different from yesterday, and a tomorrow that is a repeat of today... This strange situation has lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Under this mechanism, every resident has the magical reaction of a Servant level, and with a little training they can become powerful warriors. It can be said that among all the indigenous peoples in the Lostbelt, they have the highest average combat power.

Mecha-God controls everything in Olympus, and even clearly stipulates that only gods have the power to grant death to humans, resulting in that even if humans are tired of living, they cannot end their lives casually.

The family that took in Hercules consisted of only a mother and three children, and there was no so-called "father".

It is said that their family are all believers of the defeated Mecha, and when the Mecha on Olympus were splitting up, there was chaos among the believers at the bottom.

The "father" of this family sacrificed himself as a man to protect his wife and daughter...

Fortunately, after the Mecha Civil War ended, the environment of Olympus changed a lot, and people basically felt no pressure to survive. Even if they lost their mainstay of labor, their lives did not fall into darkness... although geographically it was indeed a dark underground world.

To sum up, the four members of this family actually lived for almost 10,000 years, which is older than Hercules... Logically, he should be the child who should be coaxed.

However, I don’t know if it’s the effect of the Mecha Gods’ nanomachines... Although they have lived a long time, their level of intelligence remains consistent with their appearance. They can suffer when they should and make noises when they should... They are basically a group of ordinary children.

Only their mother, the woman whose name was never given, was much more mature mentally than the average person, and whatever information Hercules wanted to obtain came from her.

Strangely enough, no matter what Hercules asked, the woman would tell him the truth. She seemed to have never doubted Hercules, a stranger, nor did she regard him as a threat.

This strange trust made Hercules a little puzzled. But... he liked this kind of scene of sharing the joy of family with his family, so even though he was familiar with the situation here, Hercules did not leave and still stayed.

After a rough calculation...he no longer knew how long he had been staying here.

"Eh? Uncle, why do these stories you told seem familiar..."

"Stupid, the names of these gods are very similar to those of the great Mecha Gods... Aren't they? It feels like they borrowed the names of our Olympian gods and then made up the content and plot, so it's full of unreasonable and awkward places."

Listening to the little boy's complaints, Hercules' mouth twitched slightly, revealing a bit of helplessness.

Let’s not talk about what the Mecha Gods in the Lostbelt are like, just analyzing their images and deeds in pan-human history, those seemingly unreasonable and abrupt places…are actually all mythological records! They are not made up by him!

It’s all because the Greek gods did things that were so outrageous that even children thought they were a bit exaggerated…

Chapter 1098: Temple, Hero, Military Strategy

In Olympus, the existence of time seems to be meaningless. Even Hercules, an outsider, would feel gradually numb after staying there for a long time.

He began to become insensitive to changes in the outside world, and sometimes several days would pass before he realized that he had forgotten to do something. Every day was uneventful, without any accidents or dangers, and he lived with this family like this.

Jiang Liu stopped talking and seemed to have fallen asleep, waiting for the arrival of the Master of Chaldea in his dreams.

When will they arrive in the Lostbelt?

Hercules felt that he had stayed here for a long time, but Jiang Liu never woke up to urge him to go to the battlefield.

Does this mean that the final battle has not officially begun? Perhaps his perception was wrong, and not too much time had passed, only five or six days.

Unexpectedly, although this kind of life was boring, Hercules did not hate it, but enjoyed it.

Perhaps he had experienced too many magnificent adventures in his lifetime...

"Huh? What is that?"

On this day, Hercules, who was becoming increasingly numb, discovered something new.

"It wasn't like this before, was it?"

On the outskirts of the residential area in the Shadow Realm, there is a small high ground. Usually Hercules would bring his children here to play, but today there seemed to be some unusual changes.

Change - this is very rare in Olympus.

Unlike Hercules who was surprised, the children were very calm: "That's the temple."

"Temple? Whose?" Hercules became interested. After all, in this loss zone, anyone who can be related to God is not simple.

"do not know……"

The youngest girl shook her head. “Every few days, this temple appears on the high ground, but no one can get in. If you get close, you can’t see it.”

"A mirage?"

“Some say that they are the Mecha Gods that were defeated in the past. Their consciousness has not yet completely dissipated, and they are wandering around this realm like ghosts.

Because the power of Hades, the god of the underworld, that permeates this place can transcend life and death, some supernatural phenomena occasionally occur. "

"Well, it seems to me that this place is full of supernatural phenomena... But, is it the remnant of the consciousness of the Machine God?"

Hercules looked at the temple from afar, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I want to see it, too."

"Are you going somewhere?"

The little girl got excited: "I've never been in there before, can you take me with you?"

As she spoke, the little girl stretched out her hand and pulled.

"of course can."

Hercules leaned down skillfully, let the little girl grab his arm, and then with a light jump, her little butt sat steadily on Hercules' shoulder.

The girl's petite figure was really disproportionate to Hercules, but she was able to remain steady in this position. I don't know if it was because she was too light or the man acting as her mount was too steady (in the physical sense).

"This feeling……"

For some reason, every time the girl did this, Hercules would involuntarily feel a warm feeling in his heart, which was both familiar and cozy. In a trance, he always thought of the warm sun and the first snow in winter.

It's really strange. He lives by the Aegean Sea and shouldn't have any deep impression of snow.

Hercules took the little girl to climb up to the high ground, but he did not see the temple. Just as the little girl said, its existence was like a mirage, which was out of reach.

"This is embarrassing. I thought it was someone special." Hercules said self-deprecatingly when the little girl pulled his hair in dissatisfaction.

There are many similar plots in mythology, such as a holy sword that no one could pull out being easily pulled out by a specific person, or a broken sword that could not be melted no matter what being reforged by a novice... There are always some things waiting for the person chosen by fate to take over.

Hercules was once such a person. He was a hero born with destiny and the indispensable "key" for the gods to fight against the giants. During his lifetime, he was a "chosen one" like many heroes.

If it were in pan-human history, Hercules would definitely be able to see the temple if he climbed to the top of the hill, but in the Lostbelt...it was obvious that he was not the protagonist of this era.

"What a pity, let's go home." Hercules lifted the little girl high to calm her dissatisfaction, and then walked back home briskly amid the child's screams and laughter.

Although I didn’t see the so-called machine god consciousness, I was able to receive a smile from the child, isn’t that good?

Just after Hercules left the plateau, the temple reappeared, looming in the hazy black mist.

-

"The fantasy tree in the whirlpool is a fake. My dear friend Hercules once reminded me of this."

In the overly spacious conference room on the New Argo, Jason was discussing the next course of action with the Master of Chaldea.

"So, even if you defeat Odysseus, it will be useless if you can't find the location of the Imagination Tree."

Ritsuka nodded slowly, "So, the most urgent thing is to get more information... Doctor? Da Vinci-chan?"

[We can hear it here, the signal is quite stable. ]

Roman's voice came through Ritsuka's watch, and then the scene of the Chaldea Center Control Room was projected on the wall of the conference room, and Roman, dressed in work clothes, appeared in the center of the image.