I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

"I... really didn't notice..."

But does this have anything to do with her?

Russell smiled and said casually, "The novelty of this competition and the fame of the Argonauts will surely spread throughout Greece. Then, Castor and Pollux, your fame will spread as well, and it may attract some of your former followers."

"believer......"

Do they really still have this kind of thing?

After being demoted as an ancient god and absorbed into the Olympian pantheon, his original followers naturally disbanded.

After all, they have now separated from their original ancient state of gods and have not yet completely integrated into the Olympian pantheon. They are on the road to becoming "Gemini".

"Maybe, there will be more?"

Pollux said uncertainly.

They would be delighted if the news that spread throughout Greece could attract even one former believer.

"I see!"

Medea suddenly said excitedly.

"Lord Sisyphus, you invited Pollux and the others because of the Grand Ritual Magic you discussed with me earlier, right?"

Discussed with Medea...

Atalanta suddenly sensed something was amiss and asked unconsciously, "Medea, have you and Sisyphus talked about many things recently?"

"Yes!"

Medea admitted it in a very natural tone, but she didn't meet Atalanta's eyes.

Her heart was not as natural as her tone, but she had already figured out a way to deal with it.

"Ata, don't you know? Well, you've been avoiding Master Sisyphus all this time, so you don't know, right?"

"Nonsense..."

Atalanta blushed, not daring to look in Russell's direction, but just argued at the top of her lungs.

"I'm not hiding from Sisyphus... I just spend most of my time praying! Can you really hide from something you believe in?"

Then came things like "Lady Artemis responds to me every day", "She talks to me for a long time every time, so I don't have time", "This is the favorite of the Moon Goddess, there's nothing I can do about it", etc., which made Russell laugh.

Atalanta clenched her fists, mustered her courage, and stared at Russell with a tough look on the surface.

"why are you laughing?"

"because......"

Russell spoke rather embarrassedly.

"During this time, Artemis has been looking for opportunities to chat with me. We have discussed many things, such as... she has rarely responded to your questions recently..."

"stop!!!"

Even Katniss, who was the most calm, couldn't help but try to dissuade him.

"Atalanta will be embarrassed, right? Will she collapse out of shame? Stop talking!!!"

Castor sighed, lamenting the boring tricks of humans.

Pollux had a cold face and lowered his head, but his shoulders kept shaking.

Medea bit her lower lip, trying hard not to smile, and secretly cheered herself up.

Come on, Medea, don’t laugh!

Sister Atalanta is so good to you, it's okay for you to harbor evil intentions, but you are laughing at this time, are you still a human being?

But......

I really can't help it.

In contrast, Atalanta, the protagonist of the incident, just said nothing.

Russell was somewhat surprised to find that Atalanta's exposed skin was turning red at an astonishing speed.

Even his earlobes were red as blood.

The cherry-red color on her face could no longer be concealed by any excuse of passion.

Her eyes began to mist up, and for the first time, this strong female hunter felt the urge to cry.

It seems like I've overdone it...

Russell realized this and winked at Pollux and the others.

Do what I tell you.

So, Pollux, Castor and Katniss gave different answers.

"I suddenly remembered something, brother, let's go first."

This is what Pollux said.

"Sisyphus, are your eyes sick? Do you want me to call Asclepius?"

This is what Castor said.

"Sisyphus, you've gone too far! Atalanta is almost crying, and you're still flirting with me!"

This is what Katniss said.

Russell was speechless: "Why do you think my eyes are flirting with you?"

"because......"

Katniss said confidently.

"When I looked into your eyes, I felt that you were quite nice. Isn't this just you flirting with me?"

This is purely because you are affected by a certain Rank...

Maybe there is also contact during this period?

Russell sighed, feeling that it was a wrong decision to wink at these people.

Apart from one who is slightly normal, another is a gloomy man full of resentment after being abused, and one is a thick-skinned guy.

Medea jumped down from her seat and said, "Well, let's leave now. We're almost on land. Don't you want to go see where it is?"

She didn't want to leave.

I have a feeling that if Sister Atalanta and Lord Sisyphus are left alone here, something will definitely happen.

but......

Looking at Atalanta, whose brain had crashed, and Russell's apologetic smile, Medea felt a little sorry for her.

There's really nothing I can do about you.

Sister Atalanta is a good person, and Lord Sisyphus is also... a good person, right?

Anyway, let's help them out first.

"The rest is up to you, Master Sisyphus."

54. Piglet?

"Is this really okay?"

After Medea and her men left first, Russell was surprised to find that Atalanta, who had been in a state of mental breakdown and unconsciousness, recovered to normal in the blink of an eye and buried her head in the bed.

So, your previous appearance of having your brain crashed was a disguise because you were too ashamed and couldn't face reality?

So......

Why are you taking off your disguise now?

"Ata..."

Atalanta's head moved noticeably in the quilt, but she still didn't get out.

Like a bear cub in hibernation, or an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

"I am asleep."

After a long while, realizing that the person outside the quilt would not leave without a response, Atalanta spoke in a muffled voice.

"Who would say I fell asleep..."

Russell was a little amused.

"Just as confused as a bear in the spring."

Spring Bear...

Atalanta, unable to figure out what it meant, finally poked her eyes out of the quilt in a tentative manner.

Atalanta, revealing only her eyes, continued to grumble, "What do you mean?"

"A bear in spring is like a newly born cub, groggy and waking up from its first winter's hibernation. Even a dangerous animal won't be aggressive at this moment, but rather cute."

There is a saying that when you are weak, even being angry seems cute.

But now, Russell would rather say "weak" as "weakness".

Really are......

It's a bit like bullying.

"What a weird statement."

Atalanta shrank back again.

But soon, she jumped out.

"What are you doing?!"

"I'm doing the same thing as you."

"Then why don't you go back to your room instead of crawling under my covers!"

"Don't say such spoiling words at a time like this. Just say thank you."

“Why should I say thank you?”

After this stimulation, Atalanta, who was originally stimulated by Russell's "social death", at least regained some ability to communicate normally.

"hateful......"

She stared at Russell fiercely, her heart filled with annoyance and unwillingness.

Actually, in front of so many people, he said, "Let me... let me...

Atalanta remembered Russell's previous remarks on social death and thought that this was probably it.

social death.

Once the news got out, she would probably be dead on a social level.

and......

There was another thing that concerned her deeply——

"Why, Lady Artemis has been looking for an opportunity to communicate with you lately?"

"How should I put it..."

Because she sensed some goddess-like aura in him, she felt a sense of crisis?

Saying this kind of thing would only exacerbate the conflict.

"Because she saw you and I kissing on the cliff? That's why she felt a sense of crisis."

In fact, this is not a lie or an excuse.

Artemis did see it and did feel a sense of crisis.

Russell said so.

Atalanta was stunned and stood there.

"Lady Artemis..."