Type-Moon Simulation: Conquering the Greek Goddesses!

[But, you know this is just the calm before the storm.]

[When one person finds happiness, it's highly likely that someone else will lose their happiness because of that person.]

[Due to the increasing prosperity of the Pellasgi.]

[The worship of the Mother Goddess spread to Athens, Sparta, Thebes, and Macedon, the four most powerful city-states in Greece.]

[Even though you strictly forbade your followers from spreading the faith externally.]

[And also prohibited any external propagation.]

[However, the Pellasgi, who needed to conduct foreign trade, couldn't hide this dreamlike paradise from their foreign visitors.]

[As soon as anyone saw this ideal land.]

[They couldn't help but want to worship you, and they couldn't help but kneel before the great Mother Goddess.]

[It was impossible to stop outsiders from developing faith.]

[The gods of Greece realized the decrease in faith power, and they could no longer stand idly by regarding the Pellasgi.]

[You are an anomaly within Greece.]

[Although the Earth Mother Goddess is the origin deity of this land, the current Greece is ruled by the Machine God.]

"Report! Athens, Sparta, Thebes, and Macedon, the four major city-states, have simultaneously announced the severance of diplomatic and trade relations with our country!"

"Recently, warships from different countries have been sighted in the sea within a hundred-mile radius. To guard against those who harbor ill intentions towards our country, I implore Your Majesty to dispatch more battleship-class Hydras for defense..."

"My Emperor! Natural disasters are rampant in many parts of the country, and unbearable rumors are also coming from abroad! We..."

[Successive reports came from the royal palace.]

[You have been on the throne for nearly thirty years.]

[The current situation is heading in an extremely unfavorable direction, and this cannot be solved by wisdom and decision-making alone.]

[Because you know the enemy is about to arrive.]

[After dealing with days of accumulated official business, you sat on the throne, physically and mentally exhausted, contemplating how to proceed.]

"The gods ultimately couldn't ignore it, could they..."

Medea accompanied Moran with a worried expression.

She knew the crux of the problem.

"Medusa was suppressed by the gods. Now, the gods cannot possibly see her regain her former glory."

Atalanta, having finished her training, was also in the great hall.

"...Ata, I knew this day would come sooner or later."

Moran's tone was quite calm.

When he made the decision not to leave the island fifty years ago, he knew he would eventually face the gods of Greece.

"However, not all gods have reached a consensus. Among the Olympian Twelve Deities, Poseidon, Artemis, and Ares oppose imposing sanctions on the Pellasgi."

Atalanta was a follower of Artemis.

Even after choosing to stay by Moran's side.

She had not changed her faith.

Faith and the happiness she chose did not contradict each other, and what relieved Atalanta was Artemis's great tolerance.

"Although these three deities are part of the opposition, they only voiced their objections and could not prevent decisions from being made. At most, they can guarantee their non-intervention in this dispute."

Atalanta couldn't help but sigh.

After all, the reappearance of the Earth Mother Goddess was an obstacle to the gods.

The Olympian gods not only did not have a unified opinion on annihilating the enemy.

Instead, the Machine God chose to cast a dissenting vote.

This was already a miracle of good fortune.

"It's best that these three deities don't intervene. We can't expect them to help us fight our own kind. Ata, what about the remaining main deities?"

Moran was prepared for the worst.

He had initially thought that all twelve Machine Gods would be of one mind.

He didn't expect there to be disagreements.

It wasn't surprising that Artemis held a dissenting opinion, given her deep connection with Moran.

Poseidon and Ares casting dissenting votes, however, was quite unexpected.

"Hephaestus, Hades, and Hestia abstained. These three deities did not express any opinion on this matter. As for the remaining gods..."

Atalanta spoke hesitantly.

At this point, the gods' opinions were very clear.

Three of the Olympian Twelve Deities voted against the sanctions, three abstained, and the remaining six naturally agreed.

Chapter 45: Remember the Utopia We Built [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

"Great Zeus, Queen Hera, Goddess of Victory Athena, God of Light Apollo, Goddess of Love Aphrodite, Goddess of the Earth Demeter... In other words, these six deities are enemies of our country..."

Moran rose from his throne and muttered to himself.

The six deities mentioned above were known to everyone in Greece.

If a ruler were to know that they had become enemies, they would likely be so terrified that they would wet themselves and turn ashen.

To be an enemy of the gods was a capital offense.

To act against the will of the gods was disrespect.

"Moran..."

Atalanta's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

She knew that Moran carried the entire nation on his shoulders and couldn't imagine the immense pressure her husband was under.

"This is undoubtedly a disaster of annihilation for our country, but this is not the time to bow down to the gods!"

Moran's figure stood tall and resolute, like a towering mountain range.

His firm will did not waver under the heavy burden.

"Issue an order! Mobilize the entire nation and enter a state of war readiness!

The greatest battle for us Pellasgi is about to begin, and this time, our enemies will be those vile beings who came from beyond the domain and usurped the throne of the old gods! They are the Machine Gods who do not even permit our existence and wish to exterminate us simply because we have been deprived of faith!"

Moran waved his hand and gave instructions to the heralds in the palace.

Their faces were all solemn.

Looking at the king walking through the great hall, the guards and ministers were not yet defeated by the despair of not being sanctioned by the gods.

Even if it meant death, they would not fear it.

They, who loved this land, would not take a single step back, but would protect the last remaining pure land of fantasy in this world.

They believed that Moran would lead them with his sword.

Even if this path ultimately led to destruction, not a single one of them would flinch or flee.

Because they loved all of this.

They would never flee their homeland like their ancestors.

At this moment, they received the king's gaze, which shone like golden radiance.

It was affection, it was solemnity, it was divinity.

The ministers and guards present could not utter another word; they only wished to rush to the battlefield with their king.

"My lords, you may retire and rest for tonight.

Although the battle is still a few days away, this should be the last time you see Pellasgi."

Moran walked towards the direction outside the great hall.

When some ministers wanted to step forward to offer advice.

He replied as if he knew their thoughts:

"This is not surrender, nor is it avoidance! I want you to remember what kind of utopia we have built! Never forget! We are fighting to live, to defeat the gods, and to reach tomorrow. So, remember this scenery in your hearts even more!"

[Gazing at the king's majestic departing back]

[All the ministers and guards couldn't help but lower their heads and kneel, offering their fiery loyalty to this king]

[Although the great hall was silent]

[But everyone knew their own thoughts]

"Lord Moran..."

[Medea showed a look of sadness]

[She knew that Moran needed to be alone at this time]

[As his wife, she also had things she could do for Moran, and her own strength could be offered to this country]

"Whether in life or in death, Medea will accompany you until the very last moment, even if the enemy this time is the gods..."

[Medea also gathered a small wish in her heart]

[Compared to the survival or destruction of this country]

[Her prayer was not for her own happiness, but for her husband to be able to grasp that happiness]

[Atalanta was the same]

[She would also offer her strength to Pellasgi]

[You walk to a garden within the royal palace]

[He chuckled, recalling the grand pronouncements he'd made.]

[He had once envisioned establishing faith for Medusa.]

[But he hadn't imagined he would become a king.]

[He, who had originally wanted nothing more than a peaceful life, had unknowingly become a king in his own right.]

[He pondered how to navigate this coming tribulation.]

[He had no regrets about reaching this point; the past fifty years had been deeply fulfilling.]

[Now, he had to protect it.]

[Just as he had protected Medusa last time.]

[It seemed not much had changed.]

[It was just that the object of his protection had grown larger, and the tribulations and calamities he faced had become more terrifying.]

"On the eve of the gods' war, is it truly alright for you, one of the Olympian Twelve Deities, to come to me?"

Moran said, holding a leaf in his hand.

At the same time, a graceful figure emerged from the woods on the side of the garden.

Her posture was both divine and beautiful.

"Oh dear, you've discovered me? How annoying, I wanted to give you a surprise!"

"Heh, as for surprises, I've had more than enough. Artemis, nothing can stop you..."

Moran's tone was filled with gentle emotion.

He harbored no ill will towards the Moon Goddess who had visited him.

The goddess met Moran's gaze with a sweet look.