The Warrior of Love

Small but unstoppable… the hero once again embarks on his journey.

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"Boom, boom, boom..."

As if intentional, the footsteps became more obvious as they got closer, and they spread far away on the empty platform, attracting a lot of attention.

The man, who exuded a noble temperament, was originally looking down at the place where the gods lived, but he was attracted by the footsteps and had to turn around reluctantly.

"Really? You don't even give me a moment to be sentimental? Lancer."

The man who was speaking had the appearance of a natural superior, with long blond hair and a handsomeness that surpassed that of a woman. However, he was not a heroic prince, but a "king" who had accomplished his hegemony and had everything in his hands.

——Although he is not the king of any human kingdom, anyone who sees him will make this association.

His noble posture and calm temperament all demonstrate his extraordinary magnanimity. He is not inferior even to the best heroes.

In fact, the person standing opposite him was a heroic spirit, and he had the upper hand in momentum.

What's interesting is that the only people who could appear here should be companions, but the servant who climbed onto the platform was murderous towards the blond man, and her invisible fangs were almost impossible to hide... or maybe she didn't even think about hiding them.

The blond man held a scepter in his hand, which was not a very valuable treasure, but he seemed to really hold the power of the world, and he was condescending and tolerant towards the servant who showed his murderous intentions.

"Why did you come to me today? Although we agreed to fight again, are you ready now, Lancer?"

"cut!"

Lancer, who does not hide her likes and dislikes, is a beautiful woman with white hair and brown skin. Her chocolate-like complexion and plump and fit figure can embody the beauty of life even when she is standing quietly.

Her weapons are a spear and a round shield, which she never lets go even when she is not in combat.

"I will kill you sooner or later, but not today... I came here to tell you that Odysseus' fleet in "Atlantis" encountered a crown servant today, who was from the pan-human history side.

Haha, it seems that the final battle will come faster than expected, and your nightmare is getting closer!

Poor Odysseus and his people, they don't even know what the enemy is like, and they are about to be used as cannon fodder. Even if you are as powerful as you are, you are forced to stay in this place. I wonder how you feel?"

"Really? A crowned Servant..."

The blond man, the spokesperson of the Alien God in the Greek Lostbelt, the former head of the Chaldean A Group Master, and the chief of the Clock Tower's Astronomy Department -

Kirshtalia Wodem smiled upon hearing this, showing no embarrassment or worry.

"It's actually quite exciting, isn't it, Katniss?"

Chapter 1065: The Great Hero in Reclusion

In the early morning, the golden sunlight fills the sea, turning it into an incomparably brilliant and gorgeous world.

The surging waves crashed on the beach and the cries of seabirds could be heard in the distance, adding a touch of tranquility to the scenery.

Archer...or Hercules, was walking leisurely on the beach, occasionally bending over to pick up shells or small fish trapped in puddles - he was not a kind-hearted person who would release them, the soup made from these ingredients would be his breakfast.

Strictly speaking, he is now in the enemy camp, but he is not very alert or nervous. Instead, he is very calm. The leisurely and unhurried atmosphere makes him look more like a foreigner who is on a tour.

This was already his seventh day in the Greek Lostbelt. Ever since he found an inhabited island to settle down, he had settled down and did not even take the initiative to collect intelligence. He was like a hibernating bear lurking in a deep cave, revealing not a single trace under the thick layer of snow.

All he had to do was wait. The quality he needed most in this losszone was not bravery or loyalty, but better patience than Tai Gongwang.

This life of hiding in obscurity reminded the man of the time when he was a slave to a queen...

For three whole years, he was kept in the queen's boudoir, becoming extremely depraved and completely losing his heroic glory.

Well... although there are places worth remembering.

At this time, he did not wear the iconic lion skin as a hood, but instead wore a wild boar scalp, with sharp fangs sticking out on both sides, making him look like a savage running out of the deep mountains and forests.

He completely concealed his aura and looked like a real human being. Without the lion skin and wooden stick that could serve as symbols of a hero, no one would be able to recognize him.

Even he himself, to be honest, was still a little confused... because, at this moment, Hercules was not the "pure" Hercules.

After being mixed with some strange things, Hercules certainly had the spiritual foundation to fully exert his power, but his personality and behavior patterns were naturally affected.

Strictly speaking, his current state is a bit like being "possessed by a spirit".

Sometimes my own personality will dominate, and sometimes another personality will surface...it's also very interesting.

Generally speaking, it is quite difficult to coexist with a hero like Hercules who has a powerful ego, which is completely different from possessing an ordinary person or a magician.

(For example, for Mairi, it's fine to transform with other cards, but the golden card is poisonous... whoever gets it will be assimilated. This is because the ego of the Heroic Spirit is too strong.)

Especially Hercules, because of the curse and his deeds in his life, he has a hidden berserk attribute, and the fluctuations of his soul are not stable.

However, the other being that coexisted with Hercules this time had an unexpectedly good compatibility with the great hero, and was able to maintain an advantage over Hercules in terms of mental strength, so they merged smoothly.

In order to better execute the plan, the other personality will not normally appear. It is still Hercules himself who can move freely in the outside world, but his personality is slightly affected.

"These are enough for a meal..."

The sea in this area is very rich, and you can get a lot by just picking up some food on the beach. Although Hercules does not need to take in nutrition from the outside world, he will not refuse the enjoyment of food.

Don't be fooled by his aggressive and aggressive manner on the battlefield like a berserker, as a disciple of the sage Chiron, he is actually quite versatile. Although his knowledge cannot be compared with that of his teacher and some of his junior brothers, cooking is a basic skill.

After a hearty meal, Hercules put out the fire and walked deeper into the forest, shooting two rabbits for dinner on the way.

He returned to the small wooden house where he was temporarily staying. It was an abandoned house by the islanders. There were no extra furnishings and it could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Of course, this was nothing to Hercules. In fact, he would not complain even if he had to sleep in the wild.

But when he walked to the wooden house, he found that someone was already waiting for him.

"Oh, you're finally back, Traveler!"

They were a pair of siblings dressed in Greek style, with light brown skin and looking like tropical residents. They looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

The girl among the siblings was particularly happy about Hercules' return: "Come in quickly and continue telling us the story from yesterday. I also want to know what happened to Snow White later!"

Boys are a little more reserved, and seem to be at the age where they need to show "maturity" and graduate from "childish" fairy tales.

"By the way, my father asked me to bring this to you. He also wanted to thank you for helping him drive away the giant lizard."

When handing over the spice bottle, the boy tried to remain calm, but his expectant eyes betrayed him after all...

"Haha, don't be impatient. You guys came really early today."

Hercules shook his head and led the two men into the cabin.

He skillfully bled the rabbit, skinned it, gutted it, and removed its internal organs... After a quick process, Hercules, with his hands free, turned around and looked at the brother and sister sitting cross-legged on the ground, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

So he stood up and took down an almost complete bear skin from the wall and let the two siblings use it as a cushion under their buttocks.

Then, this weirdo with a boar head began to patiently tell the brother and sister some stories that had long been sung in pan-human history, and the two listened attentively...

Perhaps it is hard to imagine for ordinary people... A burly man who is two meters tall, not only wearing wild boar fur, but his body shape also makes people think of some kind of ferocious beast. No matter how you look at it, he should be the kind that no strangers are allowed to approach.

But at this moment, his voice was so gentle that he didn't sound like a brave and invincible warrior...

In fact, he originally didn't intend to have much interaction with the humans in this world.

Because he is a heroic spirit belonging to pan-human history, and after merging with a certain savior, he also has some knowledge of various information about Chaldea and the alien gods.

His position has been against the Greek Lostbelt from the very beginning!

Although Hercules was not an indecisive person, he did not want to be shaken by personal emotions at a critical moment...but some things happened naturally and could not be controlled by reason.

All he could do was live outside the village and reduce contact with the villagers...but these two children were exceptions.

For some reason, when the brother and sister raised their heads and looked at him with those clear eyes, he was simply unable to refuse any of their requests.

Chapter 1066: Fairy Tale and Arriving Ship

"And so, Snow White and Prince Charming lived happily ever after."

Telling a fairy tale completely is not an easy task. After it was finished, Hercules even felt a sense of relief. It was more tiring than fighting with Odysseus' fleet.

Although many people can roughly tell the plot of "Snow White", in fact most people only watch the simplified version. The complete version cannot be told in a few sentences.

Hercules was not a good storyteller, but the two siblings had never left the island where they lived, and their knowledge and vision were so pitifully narrow that any fairy tale with a melodramatic plot could make them very excited.

It feels like traveling back in time, being a plagiarist and using all kinds of poems to show off and get slapped in the face...

But it was obvious that even though Hercules had finished his story, the brother and sister were not satisfied with it.

"What happened next?" The sister looked at Hercules expectantly, hoping to hear new words from his mouth.

"Yeah, what happened next?"

The older brother of the siblings seemed unable to maintain his initial aloofness, and now he and his sister urged Hercules to continue.

This made the battle-hardened hero feel a little overwhelmed: "What happened next? What happened next... was just like that. We lived a happy life."

"Ah? That's it?" Both of them felt a little disappointed and were obviously not satisfied with the ending.

"I really want to know what happens to Snow White and the prince in the future... If they are together, there will definitely be many more stories, right? How can it end like this?

Uncle Traveler, you are too cunning. You will keep us awake at night."

"Forehead……"

Hercules scratched his head, but in the end he could only smile helplessly and awkwardly.

This ending is certainly "cunning" because nothing can end a story more cleanly and promptly than this.

Of course, it is normal for the brother and sister to be curious, but digging deep into the matter does not necessarily bring good results. After all, if most stories continue to develop... they will turn into tragic stories.

And "where it ends" is the difference between a heroic epic and a fairy tale.

In the epics sung by bards, the heroes' achievements and bravery at their peak are praised greatly, but they are also never shy about describing their loneliness in their decline.

Just as the old Beowulf dragged his broken body to challenge the dragon, the brave Cu Chulainn was persecuted to death by his enemies, Finn was deserted by his friends in his later years, Arthur was destined to lose his kingdom, and Diarmuid was cuckolded by the princess...

Epics are biographies of individuals and groups, so there will inevitably be birth, aging, sickness and death. Once a hero reaches the pinnacle, he will inevitably slowly decline...

So fairy tales are more gentle because they end where they should end, but life is not like that.

Isn't it the same with Hercules?

He has always thought that how wonderful it would be if his life could be like what fairy tales say, "living happily together forever".

Just when Hercules didn't know what to do, his body suddenly paused, and the color of his eyes hidden under the wild boar's fur unconsciously turned light gold.

"Okay, then I'll tell you the rest of the story," the man said briskly.

"Huh?" The brother and sister looked at each other.

There's nothing wrong with that, but...is there a change in the traveler uncle's vibe?

Without paying attention to the two people's reactions, Hercules...or rather, Yuanshan Jiangliu, officially began to continue writing his fairy tale.

"Then, Cinderella married Pinocchio, and the battle between Snow White and the Little Mermaid for the prince ended with the prince being chopped with a hatchet." Jiang Liu sat there and talked.

Even from just a few words, it is enough to guess how speechless the story he continued to write is.

"I see!"

The brother and sister were both impressed by Jiang Liu and were impressed by his erudition.

Seeing that he had finally fooled the person, Jiang Liu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief... This was the reaction from the side of Hercules that produced it.

"Well, let me tell you another story about Santa Claus and a love triangle..."

The love story that Andersen and the Grimm brothers had praised slowly unfolded in Jiang Liu's mouth. When it came to the scene where "Santa Claus angrily asked the two reindeer: Why are you so skillful?" - his voice suddenly became softer.

"Ok?"

A faint golden light began to flicker in his pupils. Jiang Liu looked into the distance through the wall of the wooden house, across the forest and the beach, and gathered at a certain place on the sea.

I don't know how he sensed what was happening in the extremely far distance. The original relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and a sense of oppression that made it difficult to breathe emanated from under the wild boar hat.

Jiang Liu tried his best to control himself, but it was obvious that the two children still noticed the changes and couldn't help but cast worried glances at Jiang Liu.

"Oh, don't worry."

Jiang Liu came back to his senses, retracted his gaze to what was in front of him, and said to the two siblings with a smile.

"It's just that I suddenly remembered that there are some things I haven't done yet. I'm going to the beach now. I don't know when this will end. You guys should just... go home first."

"Uncle... um..."

My brother wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

"I will bring my sister home successfully, but uncle, you have to take care of yourself too. We are going to listen to stories tomorrow, so you'd better get ready early."

"This is really a headache. It seems that in order to deal with my little guests, I have to finish my work early and concentrate on writing the story."