The Cat Carriage Overturned?

Last night, in the Arcadia Palace, Queen Samael.

"Who are you?"

"Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, has come to tell you something."

Atalanta, who was just about to close the window and go to sleep, thus began her meeting with the second visitor who jumped in through the window.

Then, the Amazon Queen frankly told the Huntress about her past encounters with Theseus.

When Atalanta heard that the person she had subconsciously wanted to protect had actually won over Heracles and captured Hippolyta, she was filled with doubt and shock.

Finally, when Atalanta heard the Amazon Queen recount the scene and a certain sentence, she gently bit her cherry lips, her eyes glazed over, her face flushed, and she murmured softly.

"To ensure that innocent children grow up surrounded by love as much as possible..." (See Chapter 163 for details)

"This wish doesn't seem to be for himself, but for you?"

Hippolyta recalled the rumors that the huntress had been abandoned in the mountains as a child, and, combined with the various unusual events of the time, pondered deeply.

"Maybe..."

On their Calydonian Hunt, after spending a long time together, they couldn't help but confide in acquaintances about all sorts of things.

When that guy asked her what she would most want if she had the chance to make a wish.

"A world where all children grow up surrounded by love!" (Atalanta's future aspirations in the Holy Grail War)

That was my answer that night.

Unexpectedly, before she could even make a move on her wish, the person who heard her words was already putting them into practice.

"Thank you for letting me know. This is the best gift I've ever received!"

Atalanta smiled wistfully, lost in thought for a long time, until she became aware of Hippolyta's presence, and then solemnly expressed her gratitude to the messenger.

Then, the Huntress pursed her lips, her cheek illuminated by the moonlight, a bright light appearing in her eyes. She raised the corners of her lips, as if talking to herself.

"Alright, I've changed my mind. Tomorrow I'm going to have a serious match with that brat and see what he's really capable of!"

Is there a difference?

"If that guy wins, he really can marry me..."

What if we lose?

"Then I'll marry... cough, that's between him and me, but according to the Rules of the competition, his life belongs to me from now on!"

"I see. I'd like to participate too."

Hippolyta seemed to have a sudden realization, her face turning serious.

Atalanta subconsciously touched her cheek, then looked at the Amazon Queen with a strange expression.

"I don't like women..."

"My target is not you. As Queen, I only want Theseus to come with me to the Amazons and bring change to my tribe. The Amazons need his wisdom."

Since this is a game of life and death, if I win, your life belongs to me, right? At that time, I only need to take care of him. If you win, I guarantee the safety of every newborn in the Amazon from now on!

"The logic... seems quite reasonable, but I still feel like something's not quite right?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I simply have no right to make decisions for him."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you lose, he'll definitely come with me to replace you. I only need his wisdom to work for the Amazons. You won't lose out. Besides, more children will be saved this way no matter what. Isn't that what you want?"

"..."

"You're scared? Then why hold this competition in the first place?"

"Alright, since you insist, I'll allow you to participate!"

When Atalanta was questioned in her field of expertise, she was so provoked that her expression hardened.

When she came to her senses, she had already made a pact with Hippolyta, Huntress, with a stern and imposing expression, confidently declared her intentions.

"I don't care why you did this. In Arcadia, no one can beat me! If you lose, you must treat all the babies born in the Amazon with kindness!"

Hippolyta, having reached her goal, softened her tone and spoke in a low voice.

"He's already wasted too much time on you. I don't want to wait any longer. Some things are worth a try; maybe it'll work..."

At this very moment, in a secluded booth outside the stadium, the atmosphere was heavy and eerie.

"So, that's all?"

"Hmm, that's all..."

Feeling the faint pressure above her head, Atalanta sat cross-legged on the ground, responding awkwardly with a muffled voice, her body shifting restlessly, her cat ears drooping listlessly.

Hippolyta rubbed her aching head, while Hippolyta seemed completely unfazed.

Samael's resentful gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, feeling inexplicably heartbroken.

Hippolyta, should I thank you for your divine intervention, or should I beat you up for your arrogance?

And you, the eldest sister, are too.

I've already paid all the money and reached an agreement with the Amazon tribe regarding the baby, yet you still impulsively fell into their trap.

Okay, so be it. Everyone has their moments of passion.

After all, you have something to be proud of in Arcadia's professional field.

The problem is, your Cat carriage tipped over!

In his grief and anger, Samael huddled in a corner, his back to the two men, surrounded by a tense atmosphere, his mind racing with rage.

What a great opportunity! If I win the race, I can hug the big sister and then masturbate as much as I want!

Or even if you lose the race, you can just get carried by the big sister!

Why did I have to win against Atalanta, Atalanta lose to Hippolyta? This most unlikely outcome of a third-party intervention has made me depressed.

What can be said? This Huntress's love for the child far surpassed her love for herself; it was an unresolved heartache for her.

Hippomenes! That troublemaking bastard deserves to be killed a hundred times over! A hundred times over!

Samael cursed through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with malice.

"Well, I'm the one who lost the game. I'll handle the rest myself."

Atalanta coughed and turned her head, her eyes darting around guiltily.

Samael glanced at the composed Hippolyta and muttered to himself.

Big sister, you lost. You're going to the Amazon. For your safety, I have to come with you. Is there any difference?

Buy one get one free, it's actually a bigger loss!

Thinking about this, Samael became even more depressed, veins bulging on his forehead, and waves of malice erupting uncontrollably in his heart.

Hippomenes! Hippomenes! Is that Hippomenes guy dead or not?! I'm going to kill him!

Just then, the bells of the competition rang out from the stadium.

Along with that came a message from a maid.

Hippolyta's result was invalidated due to gender mismatch. Due to an unexpected incident involving the contestant, Atalanta's husband will re-determine the winners.

Haha, that's what you call a sudden turn of events! That's what you call a glimmer of hope! That's what you call a father-in-law's help!

There's hope! Hippolyta can forget about stealing Cartier's daughter now.

Samael suddenly felt that the old, smirking face of King Iasos, which he remembered, had become unusually approachable and endearing. He wished he could pounce on him right then and there and give him a couple of kisses to show his respect for his future son-in-law.

Now more than ever, we must be more reserved!

Samael tightened his brow and nodded slightly to Atalanta, indicating that they should head to the arena to await the verdict. The Huntress blushed slightly, her mind a little fuzzy, and she followed him instinctively.

Hippolyta frowned slightly, her face darkening, and a hint of resentment flickered in her eyes.

The three of them left the cubicle and entered the arena.

However, the moment Samael looked up at the stands and his gaze fell upon the extra figure beside King Iasos, his face instantly turned ashen.

Water-patterned armor, trident... People from the Sea God Temple?

King Iasos, you old bastard, I knew you weren't going to be so kind as to stand up for me!