Let Me Snatch a Beauty First

The city fee is not expensive; it only requires paying two "Silver of Hera," which are silver coins with Hera's image printed on them.

Since authority was granted by the gods, the wealth circulating in Greece was also required to be inscribed with the emblems of the gods as a sign of respect.

Therefore, the gold coin features the image of King of Gods Zeus, and is called "Zeus Gold," while the silver coin features the image of Queen Hera, and is called "Silver of Hera."

Legend has it that when it came to the lowly copper coins, none of the Olympus gods were willing to contribute their emblems and lower their status.

Instead, the wise Athena stepped forward and agreed to allow the coins to use her emblem.

The bronze of Athena, seemingly the lowest of the low, became the most widely circulated and fastest-spreading currency.

Due to frequent use by humans, the name of the Goddess of Wisdom spread more widely, thus gaining a huge following.

In the city, Samael watched Hercules diligently purchasing supplies. The silver coin spinning between his fingers stopped abruptly, the side engraved with Hera's head reflecting in the sunlight.

Suddenly, Samael found the fun finger-movement game boring, so he threw the silver coin into his pocket and went to help Heracles carry supplies.

However, since Heracles had quietly taken over most of the preparations, the bored Samael could only wander around and experience the local customs and culture of the city-state.

After hearing a piece of news, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

It is said that the King of Arcadia found his daughter Atalanta, and that she was of marriageable age.

To make up for the years of neglect he had caused his daughter, the old father decided to seek a husband for her from all the heroes of Greece.

Currently, a large number of young people are heading to Arcadia, hoping to win the heart of a beautiful woman.

Unbeknownst to him, Samael had already circled back to the market where Hercules purchased supplies.

"Is everything complete?"

"We're still missing some seasonings and a tent for our trip."

"No, we'll leave now!"

"Good..."

Heracles nodded, slung his large bag of supplies over his shoulder, and hurried toward the city gate.

This behavior of focusing solely on doing things without asking why pleased Samael, and his mood improved considerably.

When they arrived at the city gate and told the guards their direction, a senior soldier with a slightly different expression changed and kindly reminded them.

"Are you two also going to Arcadia? Or should you stay another night and wait until you have enough people tomorrow, or join the caravan and go together?"

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Samael sensed goodwill in his words and patiently pressed for more information.

The veteran looked enigmatically at the half-dark night sky and the distant mountain silhouettes, his gaze filled with fear.

"You outsiders don't know, but this road leading to Arcadia is a monster!"

Seeing that Samael and Heracles remained calm and seemingly unconcerned, he grew anxious.

"I'm not lying to you. In the past few days, more than a dozen pedestrians have been swallowed up by that canyon. They've all disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead. And they were all young, strong men!"

After getting a general idea, Samael casually tossed down two Silver of Hera and, ignoring the old soldier's anxious advice, walked out of the city gate with Heracles.

"Why don't you young people listen to advice? Be careful not to get caught by those monsters on the road and lose your lives."

The old soldier muttered angrily, giving Heracles and Samael a cold shoulder.

Meanwhile, Heracles was carrying out his preparations methodically, skillfully summoning the Harpy Horse and tossing supplies onto its back.

The beast exuded a menacing aura, and its scarlet, cruel eyes made it appear extremely ferocious.

When Hercules pulled out several pieces of blood-soaked beef, the Harpy Horse, smelling the blood, immediately opened its mouth wide, revealing its ferocious serrated teeth, picked up the food, and excitedly ate and chewed it.

Upon seeing this, the people at the city gate felt nauseous and instinctively took a few steps back under the intimidating power of the Harpy Horse.

At this moment, Samael also stopped, raised his hand and chanted a divine incantation. Pegasus, neighed and ran out from the crimson Sorcery Array, affectionately rubbing against the human's arm.

A moment later, the ancient snake grabbed the reins, mounted the horse, looked back at the old soldier, and smiled slightly.

"Uncle, no matter what kind of monster it is, it will only be unlucky to encounter us."

Having said that, Samael spurred his horse and galloped off with Heracles.

God... Divine Kin?

The veteran looked on in shock, speechless. As he came to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear about the collision he had just experienced.

Immediately afterward, he heard the excited discussion of the light soldiers, and his mood gradually calmed down, even stirring up a sense of anticipation.

Hopefully, these two esteemed heroes can successfully find the monster hidden in the valley.

After leaving the city, Samael and Heracles traveled at full speed, and with the speed of their two warhorses, they arrived at the edge of the "man-eating valley" in just one hour.

The area is rugged with jagged rocks, winding paths, and crisscrossing streams, making it difficult to traverse. The trees on both sides are haphazardly arranged, blocking out most of the sky and creating a sense of gloom.

The uneven wild grasses swayed in the wind, making a soft rustling sound, and the chirping of birds and insects all fell silent.

Samael narrowed his eyes, exchanged a glance with Heracles, and nodded to each other.

A moment later, a man and a horse swayed leisurely through the canyon. From the dense forest and the endless withered grass, several pairs of eyes peered out.

"Wait, there's only one person. You're not mistaken, are you? Penthesilea?"

Under the moonlight, a long-haired woman with red hair, holding a longbow and carrying an exaggerated giant sword on her back, turned around and frowned as she asked a question.

Even in the darkest night, her hair and skin seemed to shimmer with the light of the sun; her eyes, a blend of gold and darkness, were deep and bright; her figure was like a Pegasus soaring through the clear skies of Olympus, strong and powerful, running like the wind, and resting like a serene lioness, brave and majestic.

"Impossible! I clearly saw two people coming from the wilderness."

In the jungle, a little girl with short silver hair, wearing light armor, and only about 1.5 meters tall, yet walking with a whooshing sound, slipped away from the crisscrossing figures of the Nine-Tails, crouched down and ran to her older sister with long silver hair, her face tense as she earnestly responded.

"Big sister, why don't I just catch him first, and then ask the other one where he is?"

Without hesitation, Penthesilea drew his spiked Morning Star from his waist, grinned, revealing his fangs, and snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a violent aura.

"Quiet! Let me think..."

The red-haired female leader pressed her sister's shoulder, her brow furrowed slightly, and after a moment of thought, asked in a low voice.

Did you see them open up?

Penthesilea shook his head blankly.

"Something's not right, let's retreat!"

The red-haired female leader swung her right hand down, making a swift and decisive decision.