I really didn't want to burn it.

The owl gently tapped its little head.

It wouldn't be bad to observe that man secretly first, and also see how that damned aunt seduces men.

Miss Owl decided that she would first gather intelligence and then strike decisively.

"But you have to behave yourself and don't let anyone else find out," Ritsuka said mysteriously. "If Li Ang finds out, you might end up as reserve food."

This was a lie, but Ritsuka didn't want Gray to be found so soon.

She finally had a secret that belonged only to her, so she subconsciously wanted to keep it to herself.

"Coo coo~ (Okay.)"

The owl squinted happily, hopped onto Ritsuka's shoulder, and gently pecked her.

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Ritsuka secretly kept a kind-hearted, round-faced, chubby Scottish chicken on the ship as a food reserve, without being discovered by anyone else.

Meanwhile, the pet owl, taking advantage of its small size, not only acted cute in front of Ritsuka but also secretly observed Li Ang.

After several days at sea, Li Ang and his party finally arrived at the port closest to Sparta aboard the Golden Hind.

Here, the commander and the grand duke will travel overland to the city-state of Sparta to begin their search for Enkidu, who is wandering aimlessly in Greece.

Because Sparta was a typical inland city, although its influence radiated widely, the core of the city-state was located on the inland plain.

In fact, the original meaning of "Sparta" in Greek was "a plain that can be cultivated".

Although Leon stayed in Greece for nearly 100 years when he last visited, he never came to Sparta.

Because he did not get along well with Ares, the god worshipped by Sparta.

Because Leon and Athena had a good relationship with Aphrodite, and both of these goddesses were associated with Ares.

One of them was the goddess of beauty he pursued. The other was his nemesis.

Ares is someone who values ​​face above all else, and he's also a scoundrel with hormonal imbalances and a natural tendency to anger (according to Li Ang). It's no wonder that such a war god could get along well with Li Ang.

Li Ang never really respected this God of War. Besides recklessness and incompetent rage, Ares probably only had aqua regia in his mind.

You should know that even Li Ang's godson, Xiang Yu, would use his brain more than Ares.

Not to mention that this god of war is written as the chief god of Olympus, but read as the shame of the chief god.

Even a human like Diomedes could wound Ares with Athena's help, which shows just how incompetent this god of war really was.

However, even though Ares was weak, he was still the chief god of Mount Olympus, and Li Ang did not want to provoke him.

The main reason was that Li Ang found it troublesome.

After all, in Li Ang's eyes, Ares was the kind of cockroach that could never be killed, even more resilient than some Saint Seiya who could only shout "Pegasus Meteor Fist".

Arguing with this clown is like that joke: I told a rocket scientist, "Your rocket is no good, the fuel is bad. I think it should burn firewood, preferably coal, and it has to be high-quality coal, washed coal is no good." If that scientist even gave me a second glance, he'd lost!

Therefore, Li Ang decisively chose to ignore it.

Fortunately, Sparta is far inland. If it were by the sea, Ares might have discovered him if he had boarded the Golden Hind and approached the port.

Although this cockroach might already be dead, it's far too early to announce that now.

So Li Ang decisively chose to slack off.

"Ah~~ lying on the deck sunbathing is the best."

Li Ang lay on the recliner made by Miss Flower Goddess, wearing sunglasses, and said very leisurely.

Mashu, who was reading on the deck, said in a disdainful tone, "Mr. Leon, could you please move the parasol over your head when you say that? Not a single ray of sunlight is on you. What kind of sunbathing is that?"

"NO, NO, NO."

Li Ang wagged his index finger and replied in his distinctive Scottish-accented English, "Matthew, you need to understand, sunbathing is just a metaphor. I don't necessarily have to actually be in the sun to sunbathe. I can totally use a parasol to block the sun while I'm sunbathing..."

Mashu rolled her eyes, covered her ears with her hands, and prayed that Leon's nonsense would end soon.

Next time I visit a singularity, I'll definitely bring headphones and a music player.

Mashu made a decision in secret.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Golden Deer gathered on the other side of the deck, waving goodbye to the commander and the grand duke as they disembarked.

“We will find Lord Enkidu as soon as possible,” the Grand Duke said, waving his hand. “Leave this matter to Lord Okita and me.”

"Everyone...cough cough...goodbye."

The commander, pale-faced, waved goodbye to everyone.

"Have a bon voyage, both of you."

Ritsuka smiled and bid farewell to the two Servants.

Li Ang, who was lying on the deck idly, naturally witnessed the whole scene.

[Host, have you noticed? The Master's mood has improved a lot lately.]

Li Ang nodded slightly, "Yes, it must be a goddess of wisdom guiding her."

Although Ritsuka appeared perfectly natural, Li Ang noticed that something was off about her.

Since escaping from the Qin Singularity, Ritsuka's lively personality has become much quieter.

Especially after arriving in Greece, all the things she said probably didn't add up to as many banter as there was between Leon and Matthew.

Li Ang could roughly guess what was wrong with Ritsuka.

A few days ago, he wanted to find an opportunity to talk to the other person, but he gave up because of a certain owl goddess.

It seems that the goddess who bothered him has done the psychological counseling for him.

“Unfortunately, it’s not enough,” Li Ang said in a low voice.

During the few days on the ship, Ritsuka still did not take the initiative to sign a contract with any new Servants.

This shows that the psychological trauma inflicted on her by that Qin emperor has not been completely eliminated.

[Host, this young girl has developed contracted Servant PTSD. Aren't you going to act as a caring older brother and offer her some advice? This illness was caused by you and your best friend. If you were to be executed for "fraudulently targeting a minor," you definitely wouldn't escape it.]

“It’s not that serious!” Li Ang couldn’t help but complain, then he nodded thoughtfully, “But it’s about time I became a psychologist.”

Unlike the original story, Ritsuka's journey to save humanity is not smooth.

So far, Ritsuka has only fully experienced two singularities.

Although the singularity in Fuyuki City was repaired, she couldn't save the director.

And the remaining Qin Dynasty singularities...

If Ying Zheng hadn't left Ritsuka with some psychological trauma, Li Ang felt that would be abnormal.

It's important to know that Ritsuka lived a very ordinary life before joining Chaldea.

Now, they're being forced into a situation where they have to save all of humanity, but they're hitting roadblocks at every turn.

Ritsuka inevitably felt that she was superfluous and had no ability to save humanity.

In the original work, Ritsuka was first outmaneuvered by Goetia in the Fourth Singularity.

By then, Ritsuka had corrected several singularities and built up her confidence.

Now, Ritsuka has been suffering setbacks ever since she embarked on the path of becoming a Master.

Li Ang was quite self-aware. As the culprit who caused Ritsuka to lose her fighting spirit, he naturally had to bring Ritsuka's personality back on the right track.

One's own plans won't work without Chaldea standing in their way; a tool person must do their job well.

So, Ritsuka, you chaotic evil, hurry up and pull yourself together and crush Gai!

The utterly despicable Grand Tutor Li got up from his recliner, just about to go and counsel his tool-like Master.

Just as Ying Zheng said, as the mastermind behind the scenes, sometimes it is indeed necessary to give a push from behind.

But as soon as Li Ang took two steps, the boat beneath his feet began to rock violently.

"what happened?"

Everyone on the boat grabbed onto whatever was around them to steady themselves.

"Owner."

DD shouted at Li Ang, "The Golden Deer has been surrounded by several Greek ships! The Greeks surrounding us are yelling at us to stop and demand taxes."

"Huh? What's going on?"

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P.S.: Ares was portrayed quite negatively in Greek mythology.

The root cause is still the Spartans' worship of Ares.

After all, Sparta were completely outcasts in the entire Greek world, seen by cultured people as mindless barbarians. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The image of Ares can be seen as a representation of Sparta by the Greeks.

While the Greek gods were known for their capriciousness, it's hard to find another being as brainless as Ares. _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 47 Chloris: Leon, let's dance under the fireworks.

"Taxes?"

Li Ang glanced down, his eyes filled with contempt.

It wasn't that he looked down on these Greeks; the Greek rowboats below were short and flat, with only small sails for adjusting course.

Compared to the Golden Hind, a ship that represented the pinnacle of 16th-century technology and was blessed with Heroic Spirit Noble Phantasms, these Greek ships were truly no different from small sampans.

Looking at the angle of the sunlight, it is clear that these Greek ships are shrouded in the shadow of the Golden Hind.

So Li Ang was really curious: who gave those people the audacity to collect taxes?

Without divine intervention, the Golden Hind could have blasted those Greek ships into the sea with a single shot.

Of course, it's also possible that the local Greek bumpkins didn't understand the power of artillery, and thus their ignorance led to their fearlessness.

Just in case, Li Ang specifically checked with Drake.

"You haven't gotten into any trouble before, have you?"

Drake thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Aside from sending those fools who want to rob the Golden Hind to the Mediterranean to feed the fish, there shouldn't be any other way."

"Master, should we ignore them and leave?"

Before Leon could answer, the Greeks responded first.

Several hooks were thrown up and snagged on the railing next to the Golden Deer.

“Let’s wait until these people come up,” Chloris said, frowning. “It’s best to avoid conflict. Don’t forget we need to resupply here.”

"I don't want to cause trouble either, provided they don't do anything stupid."

Li Ang snorted coldly at the few people who had climbed up. Judging from their arrogant eyes, he knew this matter was unlikely to end well.

"You haven't responded at all. Are you trying to evade taxes? Sparta is protected by Ares, the God of War. Do you outsiders dare to defy the divine might of the God of War?"

The leader of the group was a man dressed as a tax collector. He walked onto the Golden Deer with his chest puffed out and belly protruding, looking very smug.

"Was Ares the patron god of Sparta? Isn't he fighting the Spartans in Troy right now?"

Li Ang curled his lip and complained.

To be honest, the most awkward force on the entire Trojan battlefield was definitely the Spartans.

Is there anything more outrageous than the gods you worship helping your enemies fight you?

From Ares's perspective, he definitely didn't lose out by doing this.

If Greece had won the war and Sparta had become even stronger, he would have been the one to benefit.

Conversely, if Troy wins, his choice to stand with Zeus would be a great honor and a source of pride for his father.

Perhaps Troy will take this opportunity to convert to Ares?

As for the Spartans' feelings? Why should Ares care? Thunder and rain are all divine favors; mortals don't need to understand the gods' thoughts, they just need to obediently carry them out.

However, Leon had no sympathy for the Spartans, because these warmongers were simply not worth it.