Chapter 136: Chapter 104: A Taste Not to be Missed by the Three Goddesses (Added for Alliance Leader Eternal yo)

With the figure who had gone and returned now sitting back beside her, emitting a long sigh, Artemis, already agitated and fearful in her heart, couldn't help but grow even angrier.

"You're still not leaving?"

"I would like to leave..."

Luo En sighed, a look of helplessness on his face.

"The problem is, after you get into trouble, won't the hassle still come knocking on my door?"

Hearing that sincere response, Artemis was so furious she felt like flying up and kicking that face.

But in the end, the Goddess of the Hunt bit her teeth and managed to squeeze out a cold assurance through gritted teeth.

"Rest assured! I will not betray you! Is that good enough for you now?"

However, at this moment, her complexion had already turned a shade of dark.

Yet, the scoundrel across from her maintained that maddeningly nonchalant attitude.

"Even if you don't say anything, with a little effort, the truth can be found out, right? And since only the two of us survived the scene, take a wild guess whether your Father God will forget to deal with me?"

Seeing that Artemis's complexion had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and seemed on the verge of erupting, Luo En hurriedly offered an apologetic smile and spoke in a gloomy tone.

"So, right now we are both grasshoppers on a string. Instead of worrying about who gets in trouble first, better to think about how we can work together to sort this out."

"Sort this out? With what? You?"

Though the Goddess of the Hunt was sneering, the glance she cast sidelong grew much softer.

"Forget it, even with my size, I'm not heavy enough. It takes the bell ringer to undo the bell, and I think the God of Love would be more suitable."

As he spoke, Luo En's twinkling gaze shifted towards Artemis, subtly reminding her.

"If I remember correctly, near The City of Paphos on Cyprus Island, there is a body of water blessed by the Power of the God of Love. Bathing there, with the purification from The Three Graces, can restore the bather's chastity."

In an instant, a burst of excitement ignited in the desolate eyes of Artemis.

Right, Aphrodite, that woman, isn't that what she often does?

As a participant, I actually forgot such a thing.

But soon, the excitement hadn't lasted for a few seconds before the Goddess of the Hunt fell back into dejection.

"It's useless, Aphrodite would be thrilled to see my misfortune, she won't help me. Plus, alerting The Three Graces and who knows how many Nymphs in the process, there's no way this stays hidden."

"If we don't want them to know, can't we just sneak around? At this point, what is there to be proud of?"

To this, Luo En bluntly retorted.

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Artemis glared at him, visibly annoyed.

"In order to keep the breaking of my vow from being sensed by the Father Gods immediately, I sacrificed much of my Authority just to keep the abnormalities in check. Now to speak of Aphrodite, I fear even The Three Graces by her side may not be able to defeat me!"

Luo En was slightly startled, contemplative.

"I have the sea charts near Crete Island; we need to pick a route that is seldom traveled to avoid the eyes of others as much as possible.

Before that, I'll have the dog pick up those things we reserved in the city and send a message to Hestia, telling her we've found a herd of elks and are hunting elsewhere, which might take some time, so she shouldn't come looking for us."

Listening to the well-organized, meticulous instructions, the strong-willed Artemis couldn't help but nod again and again, earnestly memorizing his words.

And that heart, which had prepared for the worst, once again kindled a glimmer of hope.

It wasn't time to give up, it was worth a try.

What if?

Quickly, within a mere ten minutes or so, a certain War God accustomed to resisting pressure had everything ready with his impressive efficiency.

And the vessel set to depart was coincidentally the same one he had used to smuggle Medusa to Crete Island by sea and which he had hidden afterward.

Who would have thought that after all this time, it would be needed again today.

While musing, Luo En pushed the boat into the water and pulled Artemis into the cabin by the shore.

Raising the sails and rowing, the little boat cleaved through the waves, speeding towards the vast sea.

After a short rest, Artemis, who had calmed from the initial panic, bit her lip, stood up, and wanted to help.

However, Luo En resolutely stopped her.

"Remember, from now on, you're just an ordinary person. Don't use divine power or authority lightly unless necessary, and don't let strangers easily see your face. I'll handle any issues that arise!"

As he spoke, Luo En gestured in the air with crooked fingers, drawing several symbols in Hermes Script, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'm fairly skilled in the witchcraft of disguises; to be cautious, you should first change your face to avoid being recognized as soon as we land on Cyprus Island."

Suddenly, the air rippled like water, and a cool sensation spread over Artemis's body.

As the strangeness dissipated, the Goddess of the Hunt involuntarily looked down at the reflection in the water, only to see a face with silver hair and blue eyes.

It seemed somewhat similar to her own, yet it was an entirely different visage.

After completing this, Luo En returned to the deck, stood firm at the bow, and rhythmically rowed, meticulously searching for the course on the sea.

"The distance is still far; we need at least a three-day voyage. If there's nothing else to do, get some sleep first..."

The low murmur softly echoed in her ear, like a lullaby sung by her mother Leto in her childhood, serene and comforting.

It seemed she hadn't had a good night's sleep for seven days and nights.

Artemis in the cabin suddenly felt a wave of tiredness surging, leaned her head to one side and gradually fell asleep, her body relaxing in an unprecedented manner.

Meanwhile, Luo En, who was seriously navigating the helm at the bow, glared at the three golden oracles refreshed on the altar, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Blasphemy One: Dragging the Virgin Goddess Athena into the battlefield..."

"Blasphemy Two: Dragging the Virgin Goddess Hestia into the battlefield..."

"Blasphemy Three: Causing the Virgin Goddess Artemis to fall from grace..."

After a while, he twisted his mouth and raised his middle finger to the vast sea.

——Poseidon, damn you!