I'll Protect Your Chastity 3/4

In the simple and secluded courtyard, Atalanta sat in a wicker chair, comfortably enjoying her meal.

Although the food had cooled down, she still ate with great relish.

She's a very strong-willed and somewhat stubborn woman; she won't sit down to eat until she's finished completing the task of renting out the house.

Leaning against the grape trellis, Samael shook his head helplessly, then looked with interest at Atalanta's cat ears, which seemed to be twitching with satisfaction.

It has to be said that owning a cat is a very enjoyable thing.

The sense of satisfaction is amplified even more when the cat can transform into a catgirl.

After Atalanta had eaten and drunk his fill, Samael stepped forward and offered him a glass of chilled grape wine, then pulled the wandering Circe along and volunteered to help.

"Big sister, you've worked hard all day. Leave the rest of the work—cleaning the yard and cooking dinner—to me and Circe."

Seeing that Samael was determined, the huntress nodded in approval, and reassured herself as she picked up a jug of grape wine and drank it by herself.

After all, according to the previous agreement, Atalanta was responsible for handling the most troublesome housing, while Samael and Circe were to take on odd jobs and future material procurement.

For a team to share the burden, that's what makes it effective.

After a whole afternoon of fussing, I finally managed to tidy up the yard to a near-closed state. By then, the sun was already setting and evening was approaching.

Samael decided to take Circe out to buy ingredients for tonight's meal, intending to cook a special treat for the three of them himself.

However, as soon as she turned the corner, her little face Circe with distress, she couldn't help but complain.

"Samael, I'm so tired, can I not go?"

"No!"

"Why? We were responsible for gathering the information, purchasing the supplies, and even paying for the rent..."

"It's me! Not us! You saw it?"

"Well, even though you told me not to follow, I still managed to peek and see that the merchant met in a corner."

"Oh, you have a keen eye! Then the grocery shopping is yours."

"Oh? Aren't you going?"

"Now that you've reminded me, it suddenly dawned on me that it was me who rented the apartment, had lunch, and did all the work and effort for gathering information, not you."

Samael smirked and turned to leave, pretending to go home and slack off.

Circe hurriedly clung tightly to the ancient serpent's arm, refusing to let go no matter what.

With so many humans around, she's being asked to go out and buy supplies all by herself. Does this woman have no compassion at all?

"You eat the most and do the least! If you keep talking nonsense, believe me, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

Seeing that the girl was starting to take advantage of the situation, Samael immediately gave her a cold reprimand several times before, at Circe's request, he accompanied her to the market.

As for Bai Tian's little tricks, the ancient snake had no need to deny them when facing this little Witch.

Atalanta was very poor.

Besides following the oracle, I also planned to earn some extra money by participating in the Calydonian Hunt.

After all, the title of Queen of Arcadia would only be bestowed upon her by her biological father, the King, after she distinguished herself in the Calydonian Hunt, and then he would force her to become a tool for a political marriage.

This female hunter is now just a young girl abandoned in the mountains, who has to rely on herself for everything, including food, clothing, and daily necessities.

She spent almost all her money in the town where she was recuperating before Samael's injury.

To cover the expenses of the rest of the journey, Atalanta had no choice but to sell the hunting and gathering supplies she collected along the way at the market.

But furs and medicinal herbs are not rare items. Even if they are of excellent quality, she is unfamiliar with the area and merchants are not philanthropists. Who would offer her a high price?

Buying low and selling high is the norm in business, so Atalanta's gains were a drop in the ocean.

Her savings weren't enough to rent a place in a city-state near the capital.

On the contrary, Samael was incredibly wealthy, having amassed a fortune from Mesopotamia to Greece, enough to buy an entire city-state.

Having received such care from that older sister, he was naturally willing to reciprocate by looking after the female hunter's pride.

After all, the most valuable things about Atalanta are probably only her self-respect and self-love.

Half an hour later, the fully loaded ancient snake, carrying several crushed Circe, returned home and began preparing a sumptuous dinner.

Soon, the three of them finished their tasks and took their seats to eat.

Although Samael's dishes did not entirely conform to the Greeks' sweet and sour taste, he mastered spices and recipes over the years, giving the two young girls, one big and one small, a wonderful experience and a feast for their taste buds.

Since all three were considered Divine Kin, their transformation of food was extremely rapid. Therefore, in order to ensure that his two companions were satisfied, the ancient serpent went back and forth to the kitchen several times according to their individual preferences and tastes.

The delightful banquet finally came to an end when the moon was high in the sky.

After the meal, Atalanta took the initiative to clear the plates, while Samael habitually took a walk to digest his food.

It's a pity I wasn't holding that silly dog on a leash, otherwise it would have looked even better.

As his thoughts wandered, Samael recalled the news about Typhon's Offspring and the discovery of the child, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Because of his intervention, every single one of those silly roe deer is living a pretty comfortable life.

Because they protect humankind, these mythical creatures are carved into various decorations and weapons, serving as symbols of glory and bravery.

Now, the Typhon's Offspring are somewhat similar to guardian beasts, and are revered by many beneficiary city-states and humans.

Currently, besides Ladon, the guardian of the Holy Garden, Harpy on Ayu Island, Cerberus in the Underworld, and Eagle Sauce on Mount Gorgosa.

The remaining members, some of whom preferred quiet, lived in the Arima's Cave, while others who preferred excitement either stayed on Mount of Ares or enrolled in the Athenian Academy.

Moreover, Heracles, that nemesis of his destiny, had been taught by Chiron at the Athenian Academy, and his trials had just begun.

Therefore, this Hercules Shang caused threats and harm to his own gods and monsters.

Immediately, the image of this legendary figure appeared in Samael's mind, and he sighed.

However, some things are ultimately unavoidable.

Heracles' departure from his homeland of Argos to hunt in Calydon in his personal capacity proves that he had already gone mad due to Hera's curse, accidentally killed his own child, and thus began his wanderings, preparing to complete the Trials and escape the persecution he suffered at the hands of the Queen of Heaven.

But the underworld? I haven't seen that silly dog in a while, maybe I should give it a try.

As night fell, just as Samael lay in bed deep in thought, a strange feeling echoed in his mind.

The ancient snake suddenly sat up, its expression one of pleasure.

Finally, news has arrived!

Immediately, Samael crushed the magic crystals one by one, traced the outline of Sorcery Array with his fingers, stepped into it, calmed his mind, and resonated with the rhythm.

Then, the man, his eyes filled with deep affection, looked ahead and spoke gently.

"Long time no see, Themis..."