The next morning, Little Medusa and Hestia left early, heading toward the royal palace to continue their unfinished medical treatments and coordination.
Luo En, who stayed home alone, opened the window, leaned on the second floor, and perused the documents sent by Princess Ariadne, handling official business.
Time slipped by, and as midday approached, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually increased, stockpiling supplies for the impending disaster.
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One by one, carriages sped past, travelling back and forth between Knossos City and the coastal fortresses, transporting metals, ores, timber needed for building, and priests and officiants with Runes to the camp.
The entire city, shrouded in shadow, was like a tightly wound toy, desperately squeezing out its will to survive and war potential.
However, mistakes happen when busy.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
At this moment, a panicked shout came from the street, and Luo En looked up to see a carriage loaded with materials hurtling down the sloping road, uncontrollably heading towards the entrance of Hestia's house.
A pair of twin girls with purple hair stood by the road, obliviously.
"Be careful!"
Seeing that a collision was imminent, Luo En's brow furrowed, and he leaped out from the second floor, pulling the twin purple-haired girls aside to narrowly avoid the oncoming carriage.
At the same time, the Magic Power within his body surged quietly, forcibly grabbing the reins at the front, stopping the two uncontrollable warhorses.
"Screech!"
Accompanied by a harsh screeching sound, the carriage screeched to a halt at one side. Then, a sweaty, portly man with a fear-stricken face emerged from the driver's seat, his balding head beaded with sweat, looking terrified.
"Sorry, sorry, is everyone alright?"
"Thank goodness for this young man's help. That was really terrifying!"
The younger of the purple-haired twins patted her chest, appearing weak and distressed, pitiable to the eye.
The portly man was overwhelmed with guilt, even feeling a suicidal impulse to apologize with his death.
Luckily, the older sister waved her hand slightly, appearing more understanding.
"Anyway, it's all good since nobody's hurt. Just be more careful next time. And it seems like you have urgent business, right? Go on with your work first."
"Yes!"
The portly man nodded as if possessed, then remembered the critical military materials on the carriage, and quickly thanked everyone profusely before hurrying back onto the carriage.
Strange, they were always so docile before. Why did they suddenly go crazy?
The portly man muttered to himself as he urged the warhorses on, driving the carriage towards the outskirts of the city.
In response, Luo En showed deep understanding and sympathy, patiently comforting them.
"Thank you for your help today. If it hadn't been for you, we might have died in a foreign land..."
As they spoke, they seemed increasingly helpless. The sisters moved closer from left and right towards the center, as if trying to draw some support and warmth from their savior.
Whispers brushed Luo En's ears from either side, carrying a fragrant, moist breath that seemed to slide in like two nimble snakes through his ear canals and into his skull.
"Ran out of money..."
"Can't find work..."
"No place to stay..."
"What should we do next, waaa..."
The warming atmosphere at the table took a slight chill, as the elder sister glanced at her younger sibling, which was met with a chagrined smirk and a wink.
"If someone kind would help us..."
"We would do anything..."
Immediately after, the sisters gave a pitiful look towards the middle, as if hoping to find reliance from a kind-hearted person.
"Help, you say? No problem!"
Hearing this, Luo En, who was in the middle, suddenly stood up, his chest puffing with eager assurance.
"Come, follow me upstairs!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the hands of the foreign sisters on either side and quickly walked up the stairs.
"Ah?"
"So soon?"
Gazing at the row of half-open bedrooms upstairs, the sisters' expressions changed to one of amazement, causing them to halt in their steps.
Sensing the resistance behind him, Luo En turned back to look at the sisters, somewhat puzzled.
"Hmm? Don't you want to?"
"It's not that. It's just too sudden..." The sister who had cried out the most gulped, seemingly hesitant.
"Ah, it's something that has to happen sooner or later. You'll get used to it," Luo En said in the manner of someone who has been through it all, patiently advising.
"That's true. Then, big brother, you must help us more..." Contrarily, it was the elder sister who remained calm, as if she was accustomed to such situations. She revealed a tender smile on her delicate face, took the initiative to follow behind, and climbed the stairs.
Yet the pair of eyes watching the man's back seemed to grow colder by the second.