Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 475 475. Malaca!

Lan En sighed helplessly at the little girl's expectant gaze.

Fubo saw the fissure where the celestial spheres met as he walked over, something that should have been avoided.

But the little girl connected this scene with the mythical story, which is equivalent to confusing the existence of the rift in the endless legend.

Obfuscation is sometimes a more effective means than hiding.

This saves Lan En trouble.

"Okay, Phoebe. We'll talk about the eagles and the gods later. Can you help me find a place where I can dry my clothes? Anywhere will do."

"Of course, come with me."

The little girl jumped up and turned around to take the lead. It seemed that her encounter with Lan En gave her a sense of joy that she was living in a legendary story.

Did she really think of me as an Olympian god?

Lan En took off the only inner lining on his upper body and followed Fu Bai with the slipper in his hand.

The sunshine on this island is abundant and warm. Although the land quality cannot support a lot of food, it is enough for the growth of wild flowers, grasses, some shrubs and olive trees.

White sand beach and blue ocean. Lan En finally understood where his impression of this scenery came from.

Aegean Sea.

The oceanic islands that gave birth to Greek civilization.

From the perspective of Phoebe's belief concept, this is not an era when the Greek gods were alienated into the Roman gods, nor is it an era when the view of gods was later denounced as heretical by the view of monotheism.

This is the era of worshiping the Olympian gods.

But the only thing that makes Lan En feel uncertain is. Will this be a simple ancient world without strange powers?

He has experienced a lot of journeys to other worlds, and has seen historical context that is similar to his home world.

The ‘gods’ mentioned by Forbes, do they really exist, or are they just like myths and stories in the ordinary world, derived from the awe of nature when human civilization was still small?

Lan wasn't sure, but he decided to play it safe.

Fu Bai, who was walking in front, accidentally turned back and looked to see if Lan En was following.

But when she looked back and saw Lan En, who was shirtless, his unusually tall body was covered with a layer of strong muscles like armor, with clear edges and corners and full of beauty.

The skin is so delicate that it almost reflects the sun!

The little girl opened her mouth unconsciously.

"If you still don't look back," Lan En suddenly reminded him in a calm tone. "Take two more steps with your head tilted and you'll fall."

"Hmm? What? Ouch!"

Fubai asked confusedly, and then her heel was tripped by a branch, causing her to squat on her butt.

Thanks to the soft geology of Kefalonia, there were no gravel rocks on the road, so Fubai just dusted himself off and stood up.

It can be seen that this little girl has endured hardships and is not pretentious at all.

"Seriously, Lan. If you want to hide your identity, you have to at least put some clothes on."

Fubo rubbed his butt that hurt from the fall and raised his head next to Lan En and said.

"Even the stone carvings from Athens are not as beautiful as your body!"

The demon hunter remained silent. The gene seed of the Emperor's Children would naturally make the implanter more beautiful. This was a genetic change trend, and he had no ability to cover it up.

So the young witcher could only endure the discomfort of wet clothes and put on the inner lining.

But it didn't seem to work. Those beautiful muscles were wrapped in a soaked silk shirt. It seemed that at least the little girl Fubai couldn't move her eyes away again.

Lan En's big hand fell from the sky, grabbed the bun on the little girl's head, and then straightened it so that she faced the road ahead.

"Watch the road carefully. Do you want to fall again?"

"Okay, Lan!"

The witcher's care seemed to make Fubo a little happy, and she responded happily.

"But you really can't say who you are? You've come down from Mount Olympus in this kind of clothes, so you should pretend to be a little bit more like you."

The natural drape of silk, as well as its silky smoothness, were an out-and-out killer in Greece at this time, including in Rome in the future.

So even though Fu Bai was a young girl, she could feel how outrageous the value of Lan En's lining was in the Aegean Sea.

"Zeus plays the role of a shepherd in the story, and he even wears a straw hat!"

The little girl said with confidence, as if she had seen the shepherd played by the King of Gods with her own eyes.

"I guess you must be very popular on Mount Olympus. Which god are you a child of? A demigod born between them and humans? Just like Hercules!"

Fu Bai speculated excitedly while walking among the lichen and bushes.

"Oh! You are not also a child of Zeus, are you? You came down from Mount Olympus because you were afraid of being murdered by Hera out of jealousy? Is that so?"

"Ha ha."

Lan En echoed with a smile without emotion, and at the same time pressed his forehead with his hand.

"Fubo, I think you have a talent for writing scripts. This story sounds interesting."

"Oh, okay." Fu Bai's originally excited voice dropped again. "You're laughing at me, I can still hear it."

"No, this is not a mockery. This is to tell you not to put too much energy into the mysterious things. Those mythical legends will make you confused."

With that said, Lan En took out a piece of bread from the alchemy leather bag on his waist and handed it to the little girl.

"Do you want to eat? It seems you haven't eaten for a long time, right? Wait. Damn it, my bag just got water in the sea."

The dry bread Lan En took out now had traces of moisture.

He stuffed his armor into the seawater, and in the process, seawater also entered the pocket.

But fortunately, judging from the dryness and wetness of the bread, not much went in.

Fu Bai happily took the bread and ate it without any care.

"Don't throw it away! This is bread! It's okay if it touches some sea water. Just treat it as salt. Just drink more fresh water in a while. Have you given me the whole piece?"

What Lan En gave to Furbo was the kind of firm, thick and big bread sticks. After Lan En nodded, the little girl hugged it directly.

"Thank you, Lan. Ha, we're almost there. Don't worry, even though you just came down from Mount Olympus, you're not alone."

Lan En raised his eyebrows when he heard this. What does this mean? Are there really people here from Mount Olympus?

But before the witcher could ask the little girl questions, there was a sudden noise at the end of the path.

The sound of metal clashing against one another was all too familiar to the witcher.

During this period, there was also the sound of metal hitting flesh and metal cutting flesh.

The screams of the two men spread far away.

Then, the noise stopped.

Only a female voice that was full of energy but seemed to be holding her nose cursed angrily——

"Malaka!"

Lan En didn't understand what the words were, but humans were obviously creatures that could tell what a curse word was from the tone of voice.

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