I really didn't want to burn it.

Although Li Ang felt that what the system said was a bit excessive, he also felt that it wasn't entirely wrong.

Of these four Servants, apart from Drake, the Grand Duke couldn't unleash his full power while in Romania; the remaining two were either weaklings or sickly weaklings.

What kind of hellish start is this?

Gaia, Alaya, are you giving up and just lying down to be ravaged by Gaitia, or are you having too much faith in your Uncle Li?

Even if you summoned the Emiya family instead of any Grand Servant, I'd consider it an effort on your part!

Li Ang sensed a deep malice emanating from the suppressive force.

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PS1: Sorry for the late update tonight, it's all Mimi's fault. Trying to apologize with a deep bow! ORZ

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PS2: Because of the illustration in version 2.51, Mimi now remembers the captain as a one-eyed dragon. (* /ω＼*)

Chapter 43 The Greeks: Who did I offend? (Bonus Chapter)

As the sun sets, the bells of truce toll on the battlefield of Troy.

Both the Greek and Trojan armies, who were engaged in battle, breathed a sigh of relief and erupted in cheers to celebrate their survival.

Those warriors who were fighting for their lives one second became close friends the next.

They bump fists to encourage each other, hug and greet each other, and will even help an enemy who has fallen to the ground to get up.

If they weren't wearing different uniforms, it would be hard to imagine that they were two opposing armies.

There was no other way; under the pressure from the gods, both the Greek and Trojan armies knew that the other side was not having an easy time, and fighting them was a last resort.

The gods are high above, and mortals cannot resist them; they can only silently endure.

In fact, neither side's soldiers knew whether their battle was even meaningful.

The main characters on the battlefield are always the gods; even a demigod hero like Achilles is nothing more than a high-ranking soldier.

The thing that ordinary soldiers fear most on the battlefield is being hit by some powerful player's area-of-effect (AOE) attack, which could result in them dying without even leaving a trace.

Under such high pressure, many soldiers began to experience mental problems and became neurotic.

Because the soldiers couldn't understand why they were participating in such a war.

If it's all about loot, what's left to plunder in this ruined Anatolian peninsula?

If it's for glory, what glory is there in a war where ordinary people can only wave flags and shout, unable to create any military achievements? It's more like a guard of honor.

As for the king's woman...

Sorry, Your Majesty, what does it matter to me if you get cuckolded? You can't possibly let us touch Helen after we get her back, can you?

Losing sight of the purpose of the war and its end, many soldiers developed a war-weariness similar to that of soldiers on the battlefields of World War I, and began to slack off.

However, when the officers reported these matters to the gods, they were treated as cowardly deserters and severely punished the ringleaders.

The gods' disregard for human life only intensified the soldiers' fear of war.

Such a harsh combat environment led the soldiers to develop sympathy for those on the other side who had suffered the same fate, and even a tacit understanding arose between them.

The two sides invented a special fighting method. It looked like they were fighting fiercely, but after they withdrew, they found that there were almost no casualties. At most, a few unlucky guys got their arms cut by accident.

This is how both sides fight as long as there is no divine involvement in the war.

Sometimes, both sides would secretly bring things to the battlefield, and exchange them for local specialties when they withdrew after the battle.

The Trojans' textiles were highly sought after by the Greek soldiers because of their exquisite patterns.

As for the Trojans, they preferred the wine given by the Greeks—because of the siege, Troy had banned the brewing of grain.

In fact, the high-ranking officials of both sides had long regretted starting the war.

The Greeks, in particular, were filled with deep regret.

If they had known the gods would get involved like this, they wouldn't have bothered fighting at all!

The Greeks invaded Troy, and Helen and the like were just pretexts; what they wanted was Troy's wealth and this strategically important location.

But now... what the hell?! Just end this damn war already!

In fact, some gods have already noticed this situation, but out of pity for ordinary people, they have not spoken of it.

Athena was one of them; she was already getting tired of this pointless war.

Unfortunately, she was powerless to stop it.

More accurately, Athena did not know how to stop the war.

Because there are far more gods who want to continue fighting than those who want a truce.

Most importantly, Athena's father, Zeus, the king of the gods, wanted the war to continue.

This put Athena, who had always firmly supported her father, in a dilemma.

Unable to repel the other gods, and unable to persuade her father to make peace, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, was powerless to change the situation, and she fell into deep worry.

"Is this what he meant by a 'chicken-rib' situation? Sigh... I wonder when this war will ever end."

Athena strolled through the temple—gods, of course, do not live with humans; both sides have built their own temples.

As she passed by the entrance to the hall, she happened to overhear Ares boasting about his achievements.

"Did you see that? I took on all three of them by myself! Unlike Athena, she's terrified of battle now and doesn't even dare to go out."

"ignorance."

Athena snorted coldly.

She didn't play because the bruises around her eyes hadn't faded yet, and she didn't want to embarrass herself.

No woman is immune to the desire for beauty, not even goddesses.

"Hey, isn't this our revered goddess Athena? Why are you sighing and groaning here?"

Aphrodite.

Athena felt like she was having a really bad year. She had just heard her brother, whom she hated the most, spouting nonsense, and then she saw her sister, whom she hated the most.

She wondered if her luck had been halved after she got a bruise under her eye.

"What I'm thinking is something you, a woman whose mind is only filled with lust, probably can't understand."

Athena snorted and prepared to walk around Aphrodite, but the other woman took a step to the side and blocked her way.

"I'm just worried about you... little sister~"

Aphrodite laughed heartily; opportunities to tease this pretentious younger sister were rare indeed.

Athena raised her eyebrows: "Why aren't you hanging out with Ares? Why are you here worrying about me?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Aphrodite's expression turned serious. "If you keep spreading rumors about me..."

"What can you do? Come and hit me?" Athena sneered. "What else do you have besides bewitching people?"

Aphrodite awkwardly withdrew her hand: "We are now gods on the side of Troy, it's not good for us to fight amongst ourselves."

Aphrodite was not a fool.

She would rather die than fight Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom.

"Then you'd better get out of here right now!"

Aphrodite glared at Athena fiercely: "I only offered advice because I saw you were troubled. I should have just ignored you."

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm not worthy of it. In his words, it's like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken!"

"Then why don't you ask him how to solve your problem?" Aphrodite touched the corner of her mouth and offered advice with a charming smile.

"He's not... wait..."

Athena stopped in her tracks, suddenly realizing that her aunt, who lived in her city-state, was gone.

Chloris is a typical homebody; except for leaving Athens in the spring for her festival, she stays at home the rest of the time.

But now that homebody is gone, and there's only one possibility that could make her move...

"When did you know that?"

"He came to see me as soon as he got back," Aphrodite said, gently stroking her belt with her fingers. "Well, she's his favorite, after all."

"Don't be so smug, it's not like he hasn't given me things before!"

Athena said impatiently, she had no interest in listening to Aphrodite's nonsense anymore.

"Is that so... But giving me this belt, doesn't that prove that I'm the most beautiful in his eyes?"

Aphrodite suddenly realized that Athena was gone. She went to the window and just then saw an owl leave the temple and fly away into the distance.

"Sure enough, he gets incredibly impatient whenever his name is mentioned."

According to information gathered by the priests, three human girls have appeared around Leon, which aroused Aphrodite's suspicion.

So she planned to send Athena to sound her out.

Anyway, the one who'll be blamed for meddling will be Athena, what does it have to do with her obedient and lovely Aphrodite?

"Hmm... I wonder if they'll fight? I'm really looking forward to it... I wish they could come to me for comfort."

Aphrodite swept her long hair over her shoulder with an arrogant smile and spoke.

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On the Mediterranean Sea, the Golden Hind broke through the giant waves and headed towards its destination.

Li Ang walked onto the deck and slowly approached Chloris, who was leaning on the railing gazing at the sea...

"What are you going to do?"

Jingmi suddenly appeared from some corner, holding a dagger and staring warily at Li Ang.

"I just want to hug your big sister!"

Li Ang said through gritted teeth.

These past few days, Jingmi, relying on Chloris's favoritism, has been going against Li Ang in various ways, making Li Ang grit his teeth in hatred.

If Chloris hadn't been so adamant about Jingmi entering the bedroom, Li Ang would probably have taken advantage of the moment when he was being intimate with Chloris to have sex with this little girl.

"I thought you were going to push my older sister overboard."

"Who would do that!"

Li Ang complained loudly.

Jingmi pointed at Li Ang with her finger.

"you……"

"Tranquility... Go find Ritsuka to play with."

Chloris turned around and offered a suggestion to Tranquility.

"Yes, dear sister~"

Li Ang watched Jingmi disappear into the distance, his urge to complain growing stronger.

"It's clearly discrimination."

Chloris warned, "You can't make a move on her yet—she hasn't had enough of being pampered."

"They treat you like an older sister, but you treat them like a toy?"

[Host, this is what they call "birds of a feather flock together."]

"What do you want from me?" Chloris asked.

Without saying a word, Li Ang embraced her, his hands reaching over the Flower Goddess's shoulders to gently caress her belly.

Not long after, the goddess became impatient.

"That's enough," Chloris said irritably. "What do you want to do?"

Li Ang asked softly, "Is everything alright? Didn't you say you couldn't get involved in the struggle between the Olympian gods? Why are you coming with us to sea again?"