The Brotherhood at Your Service 3/3
That's it, it's definitely her!
Years ago, I followed the twin swordsmen Castor and Pollux to Calydon to hunt my old friend, Princess Helen of Sparta!
Furthermore, according to the story of how the Amazon Queen Hippolyta tutored him in Age of Gods in the Land of Nothingness, which sparked the Trojan War between the old and new gods, this first beauty of Greece had nothing to do with it.
Because of her unwavering faith in the goddess Artemis, she vowed to remain chaste and, despite her renowned beauty, has never married.
Samael wasn't too surprised by this shift in the course of history.
Back in the days of the ghetto, it was either kill someone or be killed. The Greek city-states fought each other to the point of madness for all sorts of bizarre reasons.
Moreover, Troica, located on the Greek path of expansion, contained treasures and people that made the Greeks drool.
Before the full-scale outbreak of the Trojan War, Heracles, Telamon, and other veteran bandits had already made fighting, robbing, and kidnapping people in Troy a classic side activity.
The reason why King Priam of Troy was able to succeed to the throne was because he had witnessed his father and brother being killed by a knife, and he himself had narrowly escaped death, which made it his turn to inherit the throne.
As such, the old man deeply understood the importance of survival. Even with the help of his son Hector and the protection of the gods, as Troy continued to grow stronger, he always focused on making peace with the Greek states and had no intention of taking revenge for his father and brothers.
In fact, long before the Trojan War began, Hector led his fleet to the kingdoms of Mycenae and Spartan King because of conflicting interests. He was acting on his father's orders to try to persuade Agamemnon to negotiate a treaty.
In the end, the relationship was not repaired, and the old King picked up his son Paris, who then abducted Helen, the wife of Agamemnon's younger brother Menelaus.
Even more audacious, Paris also robbed many Greek women and Menelaus of his treasure.
Thus, through Agamemnon 'Trojan War began.
The fact that Agamemnon was able to command such widespread support precisely illustrates the Greeks' attitude towards the city-state of Troy.
Ultimately, Helen was nothing more than a pretext for starting the war.
Therefore, even without Helen, two tigers cannot share one mountain, and the Greeks and Trojans would eventually go to war.
Moreover, this is orchestrated and driven by the gods themselves; they are merely pawns, their fates destined to be turned by the wheel of destiny.
Unfortunately, the old King of Troy failed to see this point, and even with his patient and patient nature, he could not escape the fate of his city falling and his family being destroyed.
Fortunately, for safety's sake, the disguise wasn't removed.
Samael, feeling somewhat guilty, raised his hand to touch his cheek, which had a West Asian style. After reviewing the logically consistent and well-documented historical events, his brow relaxed.
So, this definitely wasn't his fault, right?
Immediately, the ancient serpent's eyes flickered, and it looked up at the high priest of the Greek Temple of the Moon Goddess in front of the car door, who was standing with his right hand on his chest and bowing slightly.
"High Priest, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm a hunter who makes a living by hunting. I just happened to be passing by and offered my help. Of course, judging from your attire, I'm also looking for a job to earn some extra commission."
"Hunting? I've never seen a hunter like you before!"
The Spartan Queen remained vigilant and astute, still harboring doubts about the origins of this strange man.
"Of course, some hunters hunt magical beasts, while I am responsible for hunting living people."
The ancient snake pondered meaningfully, then squatted down and began to loot the bodies of the bandits. Its movements were skillful and fluid, and in the blink of an eye, it had searched through all the valuables on nearly a hundred bandits.
Tch, a bunch of poor bastards!
Finally, Samael looked disdainfully at the bandits lying haphazardly on the ground, weighed his greatest haul of the trip—the money bag that Spartan Queen had thrown down earlier, dusted it off, tied it to his waist with satisfaction, and then a pleased smile appeared on his lips. His gaze was deep and profound as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Let me introduce myself, Ezio Auditore da Florence, from the city of Florence, Rome, and a member of the Brotherhood..."
An assassin? So that's how it is...
The Spartan Queen and Helen exchanged a glance, their eyes subtly conveying a hidden meaning, and nodded in tacit agreement, their doubts lessening slightly.
"Only the two of you women? Looks like you've run into trouble?"
The ancient serpent's gaze remained tense, its eyes constantly scanning its surroundings. The Spartan Queen's brow furrowed unconsciously, and as she spoke, her vertical pupils flickered subtly.
"We are not..."
"Yes, we have important business and must go to Athens immediately. Could you please protect us? The reward is thirty times the amount you have! If that's not enough, we can discuss it further on the way!"
Compared to the Spartan Queen remained cautious, this Helen Priestess Helen interrupted Gossamer's speech, as if she were a flower that had grown out of a greenhouse, and immediately extended an Olive Branch to him.
Heading to Athens? Could it be that something happened in Sparta?
Samael keenly grasped the key details, a sense of foreboding brewing in his heart. After a moment's thought, he nodded seriously.
"No problem, I'll take this job, but the reward—300 times the amount!"
At that moment, the ancient snake weighed the money pouch in its hand, its gaze burning with desire.
"Okay! Please move the rocks blocking the way. It's urgent, let's get going!"
Upon hearing this, Helen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed. She took off a gold bracelet studded with gemstones, which looked quite valuable, and handed it to Samael as a deposit.
After many years, the little girl who was once protected under the wings of her father and brothers has become so decisive and capable.
Samael was filled with emotion, feeling a sense of profound change and loss. He didn't slow down, and with a few breaths of knocking and pushing, he cleared a path through the rubble, wide enough for one person to pass. With just a little more work, the carriage would be able to pass.
Just as the ancient serpent was earnestly playing the role of a bounty hunter and paving the way, Queen Goku couldn't help but pull Helen into the carriage. Her eyes were hesitant, she gritted her teeth, and whispered something in her ear.
"Lady Helen, isn't it too risky to rashly recruit this stranger of unknown origin into our ranks? You must know the mission we bear; we absolutely cannot afford the slightest mistake, otherwise..."
"Don't worry, if he hadn't made a move, we would have been captured and humiliated by these bandits long ago. Whatever his motives, this at least proves that, for now, he can be trusted."
Helen patted the car's shoulder gently to comfort him, then lifted the curtain of the car window, glanced back, and lowered her voice.
"As for the rest, do we have any options?"
At that moment, Samael, who was clearing the road, sensed something and suddenly looked up. He immediately saw the bandits who had been killed and scattered earlier swarming towards him from behind.
You dare come back? You're so stubborn! You're asking for it!
Samael drew his greatsword, his vertical pupils narrowed, radiating a chilling aura.
However, as the distance drew slightly closer, the ancient snake could vaguely see the terror and despair on the faces of those people, and the sound of their mouths slurring out the word "Help!"
"Run! The monsters are coming!"
Just then, Queen Goku emerged from the carriage, her face pale, and gripped the reins, whipping her warhorse.
However, the surrounding sky suddenly darkened, with heavy clouds covering the area, sending chills down one's spine. The sound of flapping wings grew ever closer.
Squeak squeak squeak...
In an instant, a long dragon of black, silver-gray, and pale gold bats gathered and swooped down from the dark clouds.
Wherever it passed, the bandits along the way instantly drained all the blood from the animals, leaving them as dried-up corpses with skin and bones clinging to their bodies.
Immediately afterwards, these shriveled corpses staggered to their feet, their scarlet eyes radiating venomous malice and a beastly, bloodthirsty madness. They cast their hungry gazes at the carriage surrounded by dark clouds in the center, and gathered around it with low growls!