Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Having been shot in a vital spot, the dead leaves beneath the stag were already stained with blood, its eyes gradually lost their luster, and scarlet foam spilled from its mouth, making it appear to be in considerable pain.

Chiron gently stroked the prey's head, leaned close to its ear, and whispered softly to soothe it.

In the brief moment it relaxed, the centaur sage suddenly twisted the two hands that were around the stag's neck.

"Crack!"

With a sharp crack, the stag, its neck severed, thrashed a few more times before ceasing its convulsions and dying completely.

"Alright, everyone come over here and dissect this stag. Let's see what the gods' creation is made of and what its internal life structure is. Later, we'll also be doing trace tracking and herbal identification exercises."

Chiron turned back and murmured softly. Amidst a rustling sound, a group of students, who had been keeping their presence concealed, cautiously approached.

They control the ether within each other, maintaining a maximum size of one person, either as gods or in human form.

Among them, the two figures on the left and right are the most eye-catching.

The silver-haired goddess on the left, with several spears on her back, is as still as an elegant and profound ocean, and as dynamic as a raging and majestic thunderbolt, possessing two completely different qualities, and her steps are confident and high-spirited.

The purple-haired fairy on the right has a purplish-red serpentine divine pattern on her forehead, which is well-defined and graceful. Her vertical pupils are deep and dark, and she is cold and charming when she moves. Her whole body exudes a mysterious feeling that is like poison, making people want to explore.

The two go hand in hand, resulting in both an instinctive clash and a peculiar harmony.

Clearly, the faces appearing in the waters of Cilicia are those of Athena and Medusa as adults.

Behind them, due to the group work, corresponding groups were also formed.

Harpy, Sphinx, Hydra, Caucasian Eagle, and Nemean Lion leaned against Athena's side, obeying her commands.

Cerberus the hellhound, Ladon the hundred-headed dragon, Colchis the dragon, the lion-headed goat-bodied monster Chimera, and the other two Gorgon sisters are led by Medusa.

As for the end, Samael, with his hands behind his back and clasped behind his neck, swayed leisurely as he walked side by side with the serene, blindfolded goddess beside him, chatting happily, each responsible for flanking from the rear.

When the two arrived, the two groups of students ahead were already squatting on either side of the stag, using its spine as the central axis to cut the prey in half, each taking half and separating it.

After placing half a venison on clean grass, Athena drew her bronze dagger and skillfully peeled off the skin and separated the muscles and tendons.

The goddess of wisdom explained to her companions how the blood of these creations circulated, the functions of their organs, and the effects of piercing them.

The Typhon offspring, who hunted by instinct, listened to the descriptions and watched the actual feedback after the captain damaged each organ. Their vague sense of the structure of life became a little clearer.

As for the topic of body ether storage, which was assigned as classwork, she invited the participants to explore it together.

Similarly, Anna's other group also began a lively discussion.

In fact, moved by the changes the gods had brought to the world, they began to discuss with great interest what kind of creation they would have made if they were in their shoes.

Amid the enthusiastic atmosphere, Samael's eyes were filled with satisfaction, as if he could see through time and space the scene of heated discussions on the topic at Plato's Academy in Greece.

Chapter 57 It's impossible for a person to have any thoughts about someone with intellectual disabilities! (2/4)

Just as the discussion was in full swing, a bird wing stealthily reached out towards the corner of the succulent venison stall.

"Snapped!"

Athena glanced at it with her purple eyes, casually swatted away the paw that was trying to steal food, and asked with a smile.

"Harby, how much note-taking have you done?"

The harpy, clutching the bird's wing and letting out a painful cry, blinked and stammered a dry laugh.

"Athena, can we eat quickly? I'm so hungry..."

"We can talk while we eat, that way I'm sure I'll remember it faster!"

The silver-haired goddess couldn't help but chuckle, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips.

"So you haven't taken any notes yet? Looks like you have a good memory."

"Since you're so confident, you don't need to co-sign this assignment with us. Just submit a separate copy to Professor Ma."

The harpy's face immediately fell, and she rushed forward to hug her captain's arm and wailed.

"No! The bird will die!"

"Because of the last exam, Teacher Samael called me into his room, and my bottom still hurts..."

"If I do it again, I won't be able to handle it, and I probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"

Uh-huh!

The atmosphere froze as the harpy cried out.

Athena and Anna simultaneously glanced at someone, their gazes, some disdainful, some horrified, meeting one after another on Samael's head.

At the same time, the aura of the vast stars behind him spread out, a solemn scrutiny that made Samael's scalp tingle.

"What are you thinking! She slept in the exam room and handed in a blank paper! I called her in to punish her!"

The ancient snake's expression changed drastically, and it hurriedly tried to explain.

"I'm really curious about what kind of punishment could make a girl's butt hurt."

Athena looked at someone with amusement, her smile growing even brighter.

"I'm curious too, Teacher Samael..."

Anna's increasingly aloof demeanor reveals another aspect of the ancient serpent's identity.

"So you've finally succumbed to your animalistic desires and are about to attack us? Oh dear, how embarrassing! Where's the exciting part? Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Steno and Euryale, always eager for chaos, blushed with excitement, like female hooligans yearning to be molested.

"I…"

Samael's forehead veins bulged, his breath hitched, and he had an urge to tie these two troublemakers, who seemed to enjoy watching the spectacle, into a four-horse formation, gag them, hang them up, and whip them with a small leather whip.

One hundred times! At least one hundred times!

At this moment, a fair, delicate hand gently rested on the ancient snake's shoulder, a soft yet firm reminder that blocked any possibility of someone exonerating themselves.

"The court reminded that any private physical contact under the pretext of education or punishment without permission also falls under the category of indecent assault."

Athena raised her delicate hand, stroked her chin, exchanged a glance with Themis, and smiled softly to herself.

"After all, punitive education like spanking may just be an excuse for some people to cover up their own special fetishes."

Samael, the target of everyone's condemnation, raised his hand to cover his face, his expression one of utter grief and indignation.

"What are you talking about! Her butt hurts because she's losing hair!"

"As soon as that idiot heard I was going to beat her up and give her more homework, she spread her wings and ran away!"

"I just grabbed at it casually, and only touched its tail feathers, so I didn't pay attention and ended up plucking it all off!"

Instantly, the previously lively atmosphere froze, and eerie gazes were fixed on the distracted victim.

"Slurp..."

"Huh? Why are you all staring at me? Is dinner ready?"

With a sound that resembled swallowing saliva, the drowsy Happy wiped the glistening traces from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his belly, and looked on expectantly.

"All you ever think about is eating! You're kidding me! You said your butt hurts, is it because I plucked all the fur off it?"

Samael, whose blood pressure was rising, asked with a dark expression.

"Huh? Oh, that's right..."

"Samael is so fierce! He even said that if I fail the next test, he'll really roast me!"

"So, Athena, don't leave me behind!"

Some of the eccentric bird spirits snapped out of their daze and continued to cling to Athena's arm, whimpering with pained expressions.

"No need, this time I'll just kill you and offer you as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

Samael's knuckles cracked, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace. Harpy, his face deathly pale, leaped behind Chiron, grabbed his ponytail, and refused to let go.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Teacher Ma, help me!"

Even with his extraordinary demeanor, Chiron felt an urge to kick this traitorous disciple away as the silly bird dragged him around and repeatedly used him as a shield.

The ancient serpent stopped its pursuit in a huff and shrugged at the crowd.

"See? This guy's an idiot! You all believe whatever he says! I wouldn't even consider someone as normal as him; only a complete idiot would have any ideas about her!"

The crowd was speechless. Looking at the jumping and leaping Harpy, for some reason, they felt a strong sense of agreement with Samael's roar.

Anna, Athena, and Themis, the goddess of justice, who were the first to raise questions, glanced away, feeling inexplicably guilty and embarrassed.

Pshaw, that's boring...

Stheno and Euryale, who had been egging them on, rolled their eyes and lost interest when the situation calmed down.

After all that, the group lost their focus on completing the project quietly, and hunger began to rise in their stomachs.

So the wise Chiron waved his hand helplessly, instructing the students to set up camp on the spot and begin to cook.

Of course, hunting just one prey is clearly not enough.

Having mastered their skills, the gods and monsters scattered in all directions and, following the scents and tracks, quickly tracked down a sizable herd of deer.

Athena, who initiated the hunt, twisted her body and swung her arm first, throwing a spear as fast as a meteor that accurately pierced the brainstem of a doe, pinning her to the ground.

The frightened deer, upon seeing the blood, cried out and scattered in all directions.

However, no matter where they go, there are always terrifying hunters releasing their concealed, ferocious aura.

Hydra, hellhound, Nemean lion, chimera, and other monsters skilled in hand-to-hand combat use their unpredictable speed to catch up with their prey and, with precise control, cleanly and swiftly kill their chosen targets.

Ladon, a hundred-headed dragon skilled in magic, the three Gorgon sisters who can use weapons, and Athena, among others, are responsible for long-range sniping and blocking paths.

The students worked together, using howls and etheric vibrations to communicate with each other, forming a perimeter and driving the deer away, quietly completing the selection and division of the herd.

If gods were to descend upon this place, they would strangely discover that these monsters hunt selectively.

Most of those that fell victim to the capture were adult or elderly wild deer, while pregnant does and young fawns were intentionally spared.

Moreover, after obtaining the necessary ingredients, the students decisively released the deer herd, allowing them to scatter and escape.

The prey left behind were thrown one by one onto the backs of several large monsters such as Hydra and Ladon, who were responsible for dragging them back to the camp.

The hunt proceeded smoothly, without any of the destructive power and terrifying momentum that accompanied the rampant calamities that plagued hundreds of miles whenever the ferocious monsters and gods set out.

They were elegant, self-disciplined, perceptive, and intelligent, and grew into perfect hunters whether in the marshes and forests or within the civilization of the Greek world.

Chapter 58 The Unity of Rights and Obligations (3/4)

Half an hour later, the hunters returned with their catch, and the two groups piled their spoils on the open ground.

Samael, Chiron, and Themis patrolled and observed, scoring the wounds based on their location and depth, weapon proficiency, the strength of any remaining ether, and the prey's level, and recording these scores in their overall performance.

The two teams were initially close in score, but when the centaur sage noticed one of Athena's prey—a doe with a slightly protruding belly and her entire skeleton crushed—he frowned and marked a large red X on the parchment, deducting ten points.

Samael and Themis, who were following closely behind, nodded in agreement.

Ultimately, Anna's group was the winner. As a reward, they didn't have to participate in preparing lunch; they could simply lie down and wait for it to be served.

The group couldn't help but turn their gaze to the Hydra in the center. Unable to control its strength and bestial nature, Hydra drooped its head, its expression gloomy and guilty, and couldn't help but hiss in grievance.

Athena gently stroked the little guy's smooth, cool head to comfort him, then raised her right hand and looked at Chiron.

"Teacher Ma, bloodlust is Xiao Jiu's nature. In this era, killing and competition are the norm. Shouldn't destructive power and combat power be more important evaluation factors?"

"I don't understand why this restraint towards prey has become the standard for measuring scores."

Then, the goddess of wisdom glanced at the bow and arrow in the centaur sage's hand and murmured to herself.

"Moreover, I think that since you're going to kill that stag anyway, your mentality of helping it get rid of its burden is a bit ridiculous."

"As Titans, fighting and killing are our means of survival. Is it too hypocritical to restrain our power and show so-called mercy?"

Although everyone remained outwardly quiet, their shifty eyes and the confusion in their brows spoke volumes.

Compared to most mortals in the world, they are powerful and terrifying, and they are high above. Dealing with these weak lives is as simple as stepping on an ant. Why should they put on shackles and be taught to have so many considerations?

Chiron gently stroked the longbow in his hand, organized his thoughts, his expression solemn, his voice low.

“I was abandoned by my parents when I was a child and got everything I needed to survive in nature.”

"Therefore, I am very clear that beneath the seemingly calm and gentle exterior of the natural ecosystem, there is dripping blood and stark white bones everywhere."

"In fact, the entire world facilitates competition. Metals in nature can be forged into weapons, plants can be used as tools, and animals can provide the ether needed for the body..."